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-Pen
Was it a Dream?
"All I remember...is pain."
A cold wind ripped over the barren land, little survived here now, save the insects, and mold. Yeah.. the two things that could survive such destruction, decay and parasites...such a lovely image of the once prosperous land. Then something moved, the ash and suit shifted and flew through the air as he stood.
Everything nerve ending was alive with pain.. "pain..." he gave an odd smile. "I was always told...pain let you know.. you were alive..." and so, it was true.. his once white as snow gloves where torn, and what was left of them were stained with his blood, and the dirt from where he had just crawled out of the ground. It was... like a rebirth.
Walking along slowly, he tried to remember... what had happened? Looking around.. he saw nothing, nothing left of where he had came from. No clue.. Suddenly his vision as blacked out, grumbling he pulled the scrap of paper away from his eyes. It.. it had a date on it.
"November 28, 2003" 2013? That couldn't be right... last he knew, it had just turned 2002...he read the news paper clipping a bit more. "Government issuing rations, all food items, scrap metal, nylon and other supplies must be reported and accounted for. Your country needs your support." He laughed, sounded like someone draining their people dry. "All able men and women over the age of 15 and under 50 MUST report to local barracks" Must? Hmm... So.. this was the result of some war...
The paper gave little more info. most of the ink was smeared or burnt. Tossing it over his shoulder, he walked on, in search of something to eat.. His stomach growled loudly as he trudged on. "yeah yeah..I know.." he muttered to himself, this place didn't seem to have anything left of what it once was.
Occasionally he would find chard bones, or some items to give a clue of who this race might have been, one item he found, broke his heart.. clutched in the hands of a rather small skeleton, was a ragdoll, blacked with suit and dirt. he carefully wrapped some clothe around the child's remains, and gave her a proper burial beneath the soiled ground.Who could have done this....and why did he survive?
Then he saw it, in the center of the once city, a statue..it seemed to survive a lot of the destruction.. it was.... he looked at the plaque...how could this be?!
In Loving memory of Sonic
May you live on forever in the hearts
Of those you gave your life for
-1999
"WHOA! Just hold on a damn second!" He jumped back "I..I didn't die in 1999! I'm alive! Where is everyone?!" He looked around quickly, a burning sensation was running through him, looking down at his hands, he found the flesh seeming to melt and burn right off the bones beneath, his eyes widen in horror as he screams echoed over the land
"Sonic?"
"Sonic...Come back to us"
Bright....the light was so bright... he opened his eyes slowly and a familiar face was standing over him. "T..Tails? W...where am I?". The small fox smiled. "its ok Sonic, everything will be ok. Just rest.."
-TBC-
umm..Don't ask where the idea came from...kinda sleepy and bored and umm...yeah, enjoy!
-Pen
Hope you enjoy this fic and click on the homepage link, my other works there.
Thanks!
-Pen
Was it a Dream?
"All I remember...is pain."
A cold wind ripped over the barren land, little survived here now, save the insects, and mold. Yeah.. the two things that could survive such destruction, decay and parasites...such a lovely image of the once prosperous land. Then something moved, the ash and suit shifted and flew through the air as he stood.
Everything nerve ending was alive with pain.. "pain..." he gave an odd smile. "I was always told...pain let you know.. you were alive..." and so, it was true.. his once white as snow gloves where torn, and what was left of them were stained with his blood, and the dirt from where he had just crawled out of the ground. It was... like a rebirth.
Walking along slowly, he tried to remember... what had happened? Looking around.. he saw nothing, nothing left of where he had came from. No clue.. Suddenly his vision as blacked out, grumbling he pulled the scrap of paper away from his eyes. It.. it had a date on it.
"November 28, 2003" 2013? That couldn't be right... last he knew, it had just turned 2002...he read the news paper clipping a bit more. "Government issuing rations, all food items, scrap metal, nylon and other supplies must be reported and accounted for. Your country needs your support." He laughed, sounded like someone draining their people dry. "All able men and women over the age of 15 and under 50 MUST report to local barracks" Must? Hmm... So.. this was the result of some war...
The paper gave little more info. most of the ink was smeared or burnt. Tossing it over his shoulder, he walked on, in search of something to eat.. His stomach growled loudly as he trudged on. "yeah yeah..I know.." he muttered to himself, this place didn't seem to have anything left of what it once was.
Occasionally he would find chard bones, or some items to give a clue of who this race might have been, one item he found, broke his heart.. clutched in the hands of a rather small skeleton, was a ragdoll, blacked with suit and dirt. he carefully wrapped some clothe around the child's remains, and gave her a proper burial beneath the soiled ground.Who could have done this....and why did he survive?
Then he saw it, in the center of the once city, a statue..it seemed to survive a lot of the destruction.. it was.... he looked at the plaque...how could this be?!
In Loving memory of Sonic
May you live on forever in the hearts
Of those you gave your life for
-1999
"WHOA! Just hold on a damn second!" He jumped back "I..I didn't die in 1999! I'm alive! Where is everyone?!" He looked around quickly, a burning sensation was running through him, looking down at his hands, he found the flesh seeming to melt and burn right off the bones beneath, his eyes widen in horror as he screams echoed over the land
"Sonic?"
"Sonic...Come back to us"
Bright....the light was so bright... he opened his eyes slowly and a familiar face was standing over him. "T..Tails? W...where am I?". The small fox smiled. "its ok Sonic, everything will be ok. Just rest.."
-TBC-
umm..Don't ask where the idea came from...kinda sleepy and bored and umm...yeah, enjoy!
-Pen