Ways of War: Private Knuckles

Character: Knuckles
Summary: Station Square's best fighter is off to war. What mishaps and fun times will this ecidna face while he's far from home? Is there anyway of getting back alive? If not. What will he leave behind? Who will he leave behind? Is romance in his future? Rated T for Reasons.

"Damn, Knuckles. Looking mighty good in that uniform. Maybe I should sign up." I looked over at my cocky friend and rolled my eyes. That blue fuzz ball would do anything for attention. We're at the airport with the rest of the gang. They came to see me off. But I did hope that they didn't.

"We're going to miss you!" I raised an eyebrow and was tackled to a wall with Amy wrapped around my waist. I sighed and said without feeling, "Yup." That was what I was trying to avoid. Tears. I looked own at her and she was still wrapped around my waist. Now I knew how Sonic felt.

"Dang, Amy. Let the man breathe." I heard Sonic. Oh yeah. Laugh it up blue boy. Laugh it up. I glared at him and without much effort I picked up Amy with one hand. I lifted her up and placed her a few feet from me. But I was again tackled to the wall by Cream and Cheese.

"Don't be too long Mr. Knuckles!" Cream cried into my digital camo uniform. Ugh. I patted her head and right now I was being chocked to death by that thing called Cheese. Oops. My fault. Chao called Cheese. I finally ripped off the chao and placed it on Cream's head.

Cream let me go on her own which was good. What wasn't good was having the breath knocked outta me by Amy again. I grunted and found myself on the floor. I heard laughter. I looked at Sonic and said, "Ya know what? I'm going to shove my boot so far up you-"

"Flight 96 is now boarding. I repeat. Flight 96 is now boarding. Thank you." I sighed in relief. I was out of here. Hopefully not for good. I gently tossed Amy off me and jumped to my feet. I looked at everyone and gave a quick nod. Sonic gave me the old peace sign. Tails waved and smiled. Amy...Amy was jut on the floor. I have no idea what she was doing. Cream and Cheese waved but kept crying.

I grabbed my bag and to board the plane. I looked back before the metal door closed behind me and the others going with me. I sighed and walked off towards what was known as hell. Well it was a plane really but it would send me to hell.

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"Hehe. Ready, boys?"

With a quick smirk I nodded and we raced off towards the party of a life time. Well it was for them. But to me it was where I was sure going to get a reality check.

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I closed my eyes and shuck my head. I foun a seat near the wing of the plane and waited. In a matter of thirty minutes we were off the ground and bound for the change of our lives.

"Hey! Can you all believe it. This is where we seriously show the world we can kick some ass!" I sighed and rolled my eyes. That idiot was Scourge the Hedgehog. Scourge was a bad guy gone good. Yeah. I don't believe it either.

"We should totally start, Scrouge." I raised an eyebrow and knew that voice. It was that moron Silver the Hedgehog. He wasn't the one fighting. His job was staying at the base keeping cool while the rest of us go and do our thing.

Before I knew it. Silver was using his hands as drums to stung up a beat. I knew the song he was trying, and filing, to play out. I covered my ears with my helmet and prayed for this to end. The song not the fact I'm going to war. Why wasn't I scared? I asked myself. I was leaving. For good perhaps. Why? Why wasn't I like the other guys? Looking at their pictures of wives and family. Girlfriends and best buds. Why wasn't I doing that?