My first fanfic on this site... Please R&R if you can!
Emerald Mountain gleamed as the rays of the moon reflected upon it. If anyone had looked at the sparkling figure of this mountain they would not see the shadow, slowly creeping up it. They would not have noticed how the shadow, looking around for stray eyes, took out a remote and pushed a button, which opened a secret chamber right in the middle of the mountain. If anyone would look out of their window at this moment they would think everything was peaceful and quiet up on top of the gleaming peak. How very wrong they would have been, for the shadow we were talking about earlier had begun to work on a plan, a plan that, if successfully completed, would mean the end of the whole of Earth. The shadow, now surrounded by millions of light bulbs, coming from the chamber it just entered, laughed a cruel, high-pitched laugh as blue hedgehog awoke from a nightmare on the other side of the mountain.
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Sonic woke up, his face wet with sweat. Once again, for the third time this week, he had dreamt that nightmare. He dreamt that Emerald Mountain was about to be destroyed, and even though he had tried to save everyone, he had failed. Sonic always woke up at the same part: when a big, dark figure laughed at him as he was ripped apart by something huge and monstrous. And probably the weirdest bit of the whole dream was the song that Sonic kept on hearing. He heard a beautiful, yet very sad song whenever he tried to fight the monster. Swift and sorrowful, it gave him the courage to fight longer. Yet at the end of every dream, before Sonic woke up, the words "Don't think about running away now, the power of the Dark Emeralds will know. They will kill you even more painfully than my beast. Prepare to die, blue hedgehog!"
Sonic couldn't help but think about what he had dreamt of, even if it gave him horrible thoughts afterwards. He sat down on his couch nearly every day, trying to remember anything he knew about the Dark Emeralds. He was sure he had heard about them before, when he was still young at school… And what about that song? Where did it come from? Sonic had never remembered hearing anything like it before, nor his friend Miles "Tails" Prower telling him anything about it. Knuckles, his close friend, knew more about the Emeralds than everyone else put together, yet none of them had ever mentioned any song or even a whisper of the Dark Emeralds was mentioned. Sonic thought and thought, trying to remember every bit of his dream. His head started to throb, so he stood up and went to open his window. He felt a swift breeze ruffle his blue and cool-looking quills as he looked up at Emerald Mountain, beautiful as ever on the distant moonlight. He did not hear the explosions that were going on up at the top at that moment. He did not even wonder about that long wailing whistle as he went back to bed, and as he drifted off to sleep he did not hear his window close shut, even though the breeze was hardly there. Sonic woke up the next morning with his mind free of everything he had thought about in the night.
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There. Should I carry on?