Results May Vary
Results May Vary
A "Sonic the Hedgehog" Thriller by Rosetta Lee
Intro
In all stories, there has to be an important element, which makes the sequences so vivid, pure, and exciting, that the reader must beware of the circumstances and consequences lying within.
Nothing ever happens to the characters if they do not believe what the author writes down. If the characters "die" and the readers simply don't believe that they really died, then the character is still alive. If the character refuses to fall in love, but the readers believe the character is hiding the fact that they are in love, then they are in love. It will always work this way, until all the stories die away, and nothing is left but empty minds to rule the free world.
In this story, I will establish the basic –and yet very complex- plots of each individual characters. Most of the characters are known, because I have taken them from video games. You might recognize Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna, and Tails –also known as Miles Prower the fox-boy. I have always loved Tails the best, so I will probably use his heart the most.
But not all is as it seems. I will introduce some new characters and put them into play. You will meet Lil the Feline, also known as "Ladycop". Myzak the Tomcat: a fiery detective racing for redemption. And maybe a few others you have yet to grasp.
Let our story begin then.
Let me take you to a building 12 stories high. It is an apartment building located in a city in a small planet located in a dimension different from our own. Here, we locate the true home of our heroes. As we zoom closer of the building, we notice the only light on is a lamp shining dimly in the night. The two cats I mentioned are having quite the heated discussion…
Chapter 1
Business Meetings
"You know you're going too far, Myzak, but you never realize that you need to turn around and come back to reality, and when you eventually do, you realize that you don't know how to come back."
"Hey! You could at least say that you're happy I came this far."
"What I'm saying is that you've already gone too far. Too far beyond the law! Too far beyond my touch! Just let it go, Myzak. Let it go!"
"Let go of the merciless killer that killed Enya? She was my sister, I can't let it go. Never, Lil!" He turned around so his back faced her. In his heart, he knew she was right. "It's just that I've come this far. I can't turn around now that I'm this close!" He held up his finger & thumb to show only an inch.
Her radio buzzed. "Lil here. Over." She spoke into the speaker.
"Yeah, uh, Sir," came the response, "we have a bit of trouble here at coordinates 90 degrees Longitude over 68 degrees Latitude at the Oriental Palace restaurant. Over."
"What type of trouble? Over." She rolled her eyes. Anything could've been wrong from a criminal escaping from jail or a kite stuck in a tree.
"Theft, robbery, larceny, vandalism, murder." Oh goodie, her favorites.
"I'll be right there. Over and out." She turned off the radio. "You know something Myzak," she strolled right up to the male, "the only reason I'm not turning you in…is because I think you have a chance. Don't blow it or else I might have too-"
"Sshh." He pressed a finger to her lips. "You know how to find me." He smiled, turned around, and escaped through the window.
***
As far back as I can remember I've always been living here on this dark, stormy island. Always guarding the Master Emerald from anything that can harm it, I live a life that is always half in solitude. I don't know why I was given this job, why it is my fate, destined to be up here, forever...and alone. I'll probably be on this floating island forever, guarding the Master Emerald. What a job! Not. I might not know the whole story behind this, but perhaps its better that way. I am at peace once more. Peace, with a side of boredom.
I might as well introduce myself before I continue. I'm Knuckles. Knuckles the Echidna. I'm a treasure hunter, scout, and security guard of the museum I live in. The only artifact is a large chunk of emerald which controls all seven Chaos Emeralds. BORING! No one ever tries to steal it anymore.
I guess all I wanted was a change of life-style. One night, I sat –or slept, more like it, on duty protecting the Master Emerald. Yeah! Ok! So I slept part of the time! So what? Just don't tell anybody I told you… Got it? Anyway, I was on duty guarding the Master Emerald, when suddenly, I had a dream. I should've been used to this type of dream too, because a few years ago I had visions of the Echidna people who lived in the Mystic Ruins during the ancient times. But something about it this time made things more real.
Screams. War. Blood. A child separated from his mother. "Come on, Nukito!" it was Tikal; I recognized her from my other visions. "We have to go!" She ran off…just as a spear flew right at her-
I sat up straight. As a common reputation, I was not allowed to get spooked. Don't tell anyone I'm telling you this, but after that nightmare, I admit that I was a bit freaked-out. Sweat had started to rush down my face. I can tell you this; I was more awake than if I had drank 15 cups of coffee.
The reason I woke up -I found out later- was because someone was throwing pebbles at my back. When a pebble hit my eye, I looked over the edge of Angel Island to see Ladycop, perched on the cliff nearest to Angel Island, throwing another pebble my way.
Ladycop is a feisty young feline. Her real name was Lil, but no one called her that. She was short, black with a white mouth & nose, with a white tip on her tail. She also had short silver hair; way short in the back with longish uneven bangs in the front. She always wore light blue eye-shadow, a dark blue belly-shirt, and matching jeans that covered her darker blue boots.
"Hey Red!" she called. "You up?" She called me 'Red' a lot. Being a Chief Inspector for the police, she didn't have too. All she needed to call me was, "Knuckles" or "Knux", but she always called me 'Red'. Why? Because she's an opinionated female. The reason why I knew her is because she kept me up-to-date with crimes. Waking me up this early in the morning –not even dawn- was a sign that something was important.
"RED!" She called. I cringed. She could get loud when she wanted too. She almost never yelled.
I looked down. "What?" I was ticked-off too. I wanted an explanation for waking me up. "You know how early it is?!"
"You're a gem expert, right?" She called back, full of sass. "I need your help with something. I need you to come down here, right now! Not later, not in a week, NOW!" She was pretty dang mad.
I glided to her. "What could be so-"
"Just follow." She dove off of the cliff. She's an expert sky-diver. Fun. She landed on the jungle floor. I shortly followed. She glanced over too me and gritted her teeth, "The police chief has been murdered."