Prologue, prologue summary: Stilles yells at Timber about revealing herself to Sonic. "How could you do this?" Stilles, an older red hedgehog shouted at his younger sister. "How could you be so stupid? Does our parents' sacrifice mean nothing to you?"

"How could you do this?" Stilles, an older red hedgehog shouted at his younger sister. "How could you be so stupid? Does our parents' sacrifice mean nothing to you?"

"It's not that bad, Stilles! He's not going to tell anyone. I trust him."

"It doesn't matter who you trust!" He reiterated. Walking over to the kitchen counter he leaned onto it, catching his stance in the perfect arch. "Do you know what you have done? This could cause another elemental war and all you have to say for yourself is I trust him? Are you that stupid? This guy could betray you. Defend yourself before I leave you here, alone to catch the heat. Who even is this guy? And why in the world did you think it was appropriate to reveal yourself to him?"

"His name is Sonic." The younger sister, Timber answered honestly. "You know him. He's freaking famous around here! He has no reason to hurt me! It would ruin his hero reputation."

"Who cares if it ruins his reputation; that's not my point Timber! My point is you've caused an uproar with the elements before. That's why our parents are dead! Dead, Timber! They're not coming back because of your careless mistake! And now if you've upset the elements again, we'll be dead and our parents' sacrifice will mean nothing; and it's all your fault. All of it."

"I was four when that happened; I was barely a kid. If anything, I was a toddler. I was never taught what I could and could not do. Now I know, and I know who I can and cannot trust. You have to believe me, Stilles! Please just give him a chance! He can prove himself to you, I promise. If not, you can leave me alone as you said. I'll catch the heat."

Stilles glanced out the window. The wind speed was picking up, causing the roof to echo throughout the meadow. He had noticed the clouds were getting darker and the rumbling of the storm approaching. Just an evening shower, he thought.

"Where is he? I need to speak to him about this. I need to make sure myself I can trust him."

Suddenly, the TV cut on. Their heads both darted in the directions of the small box TV on the counter. The news was on. Before they were able to catch on what was happening Timber was flashed onto the screen. It looked like she was in a narrow alley, along with another person who was in the shadows, unable to be identified. Her facial expression was hesitant. But as Stilles studied it closer, she was nervous about what she was doing. He shot a glare at her and Timber froze. Someone had recorded everything that happened earlier. She tried to hide her shock but her surprise was crystal clear. Stilles watched the broadcast, beyond angry. The zoom from the camera zoomed in on Timber and as it did, a fire was beaming from Timber's hand as she played with it, oh so carefully. The person in the shadows walked out almost in a dramatic state and watched in wonder.

The person in the shadows was Sonic the hedgehog.

The broadcast cut to a female reporter stuttering, mesmerized with what she had witnessed. But who wouldn't be shocked? She had viewed a clip of the impossible. Things like this were so unordinary and shocking. The male reporter beside her eyed the TV behind him, studying the preview of the clip, again and again, processing each and every pixel. The female reporter tried to get back on track and nervously smiled. "A- Alright, that was certainly strange. But this clip was sent in by an a- anonymous local. W- When asked about an interview, t- they politely declined. We're not sure if this c- clip is real or not-"

The studio they were in echoed a loud rumble; it shook the building slightly. The reporters eyed the cameraman in question. When another rumble was heard, a cameraman shouted from behind the camera "A tornado! Everyone get down!"

Suddenly, the broadcast cut to static and all was silent.

Stilles spun in a violent matter and with a fire burning in his eyes, he demanded that Timber explains the broadcast; Timber had no answer. But she defended her friend. "It wasn't him who recorded it! You saw it with your own two eyes! He was there with me! Someone must've followed us into the alleyway. I don't know, Stilles. But I promise you, I had no idea someone was there with us!"

"And you still don't see anything wrong with this. God, why did you have to be so idiotic! You've ruined everything. I'd be surprised if we recover from this one!"

A loud boom shook the small farmhouse they lived in. Stilles turned to the window and gazed out of it. Immediately, he spun around and glared at Timber. "Go pack what you need for the next few days. We're leaving. And get that hedgehog you exposed yourself to on the phone. He's going with us. This is partially his fault."

His little sister had no fight left in her; she left the room, nodding to herself.