i start too many, i know, but i couldnt hold off this 1 any longer. in advance, im sry if u think the prologue is too short, and i dont own Sonic the Hedgehog, just my OCs.
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Darkness hung over the mountainous region, the mass of plant life and rocks held many secrets. The creatures that hide in it is a great example; if only wildlife were the subject...
Deep in this region of Mobius, black, iron-clad walls were covered in vines, and guarded by trees. There were vents every few feet toward the top, but as you got closer to the doors to the hanger, they seemed to multiply. Walk through the hanger, and reach the dark halls with scanners and microphones near them.
One of the doors was open. It was a round room with several monitors, however no keyboards were near them. There was a glass table, also round, but it seemed to have been stained moonlight blue. Above, a white light shined above from a strange machine. Around the table were dark blue chairs; a total number of six, for what was seen, which five people had sat around; two boys, and three girls.
These people were in dark gray, near black, armor, which trimmed of a light purple. There faces were concealed with masks, and the only way you could tell the difference between them was through the colors the plates over there eyes were covered. Around the table; starting from the left side; went cobalt blue, then forest green, blood red, dark citron, then bright gold, all in girl-boy order.
They were all facing a large monitor, where another male stood, the plate over his eyes covered by a dark purple. The monitor showed a global view of Mobius, and a small map in the right hand corner. This one stood in front of them, easily walking in the armor, then began to speak. "I don't believe I need to brief you on what today is," he started, his voice masked by the mouthpiece of his mask, "so, I'll get right to the point of why we needed to have this meeting."
The one with the blue plate over her mask spoke up. "Night Leader," she began, "I don't think you need to brief us about the sectors we're being assigned to, seeing as how preparations are complete." She stated. "We all know that we can't live in the same sector as another, that we have to blend in with society, and; unless they have special permission; we can't let anybody see our equipment, or know our goal." She added.
"There is more to this meeting, Step Up, but I am glad that your brain isn't damaged anymore than it was." The others snickered at this. "Now, let us review! Where do your sectors lay? Brainiac, we'll begin with you!" Night Leader, how he was identified, addressed to the girl with the golden plate over here eyes.
The girl was short, and had three tails. The two tall ears that the mask covered suggested that the girl was a young vixen, considering her size. She cleared her throat, sitting up straight. "Sector 47, aka, northern Central City. Occupation as a lab assistant to Miles Prower." She spoke, clearly, somewhat, hesitantly. "Primary objective as to keep an eye on current events. must not be noted as a 'super-genius.'" She finished.
Night Leader nodded. "Dark Creptor." He called towards the one next to Brainiac.
He seemed to be a bit shorter than the vixen, and the tail, also covered by the armor to hold in hair follicles; the tip of it in darkly stained plastic. Clearly canine, but which branch was very hard to distinguish. Said boy looked at the other male. "Sector 83, with you, Night Leader; otherwise known as downtown Westopolis. Occupation as a school kid, and occasional babysitter. Primary objective: observe police and Gun patrols, along with optional routes to safe houses." He stated.
Night Leader let out a small snicker. "Enforcer, go ahead!" He told the girl with the red.
She was rather tall; taller than Night Leader, if standing; and her mask had to cover the dreadlocks that went to the sides of her face, and down to the edge of her shoulder blades. She had very well-toned muscles, and with her arms crossed, you wouldn't think about messing with her. "Sector 29; downtown Station Square. Job at a coed gym, and teacher at boxing ring up the stairs. Primary objective: observe gang activity, and report suspicious pricks who might cause too much trouble." She said, emphasizing the last part, more or less directed at the two closest to her boss.
He only snickered, before looking at the last male. "Bow?" He questioned.
He seemed about the same size as his leader. The green-plated one had quills; covered by the mask; which kinda hooked up a bit, before having them rest at the sides of his head. "Sector 56, East county of Meridia. Occupation as an arching teacher, and mail man. Primary objective: set up defense systems for suburban and rural areas." He explained, happily.
The other male nodded. "Step Up." He called.
She was shorter than Bow, just by an inch or so. Her quills were rushed towards her back, and kept at an angle so they nearly touched her shoulders. Step Up relaxed in her chair, putting her hands behind her head, then answered. "Sector 21; suburban Station Square. Job's at a self-run video game arcade and playground. Primary objective is to keep as a safe house, observe civilian life, and to locate new safe houses." She said easily, her masked voice sounding cocky. "And you, Night Leader?" She questioned.
They all looked at him. "Sector 83, with Dark Creptor. Downtown Westopolis, in other words. Occupation is to run a gun shop, and indoor shooting range; traps ready for any perpetrators, and as step-parent. Primary objective: inform mission status, and situation detail to team through visual offline communication." He said, bluntly, stepping towards them. Night Leader was about Bow's height, little taller or shorter, but it was hard to say. He had a bold figure to him, and judging by it, joking around was the last thing on his mind.
"Now, as said before by your second in command to my left, those are some of the bounds you have to follow, however, understand that contact in the same sector is permitted, and interaction with others should be a primary. When on missions, the enemies of us must be kept away, and out of the way; Enforcer, I'm hoping I can trust you with that." He stated, dully.
She tilted her head up with only one thing to say. "Easy!"
"Good!" Their leader commented. "As another boundary, the heroes known as Sonic and Co. should be the only ones you allow to intervene unless I say so, otherwise. To finish it off! The GUN Commander is to be ignored, and the group know as Team Dark are our allies; I want no harm to come to them!" The five nodded. "Next to all of this, and the laws of your new lives, you are free to do as you wish." He finished.
"Yes, Night Leader!" They all said, standing up, facing the table.
"Night Guardians," Night Leader spoke again, his hand at the table, "good luck, and till next we meet!" He said.
The others put there hands in the middle. "Days are blind, stars will shine; eternal night, great faithful time." They chanted. After that, they moved their hands.
"Meeting adjourned." With that, they departed.
there's your prologue! ill try to update, quickly!