You know how it goes, it's my first story on here, cut me some slack, bla bla bla… But seriously, don't flame me. If you have nothing good or helpful to say to me about this then don't bother, it is both a waste of my time to read it and a waste of yours to type it all up. And keep this in mind, I had this story play out in my head several years ago and this is me trying to dig it out of my head and put it in words. So if this story winds up falling flat and you liked it, that is unfortunately how it has to be. *sigh* Now that I have that out of the way, let's get to it.
A blue blur was raced across a hill in Mobius, many people had seen this blur before. Just as many people knew what, or more precisely, who that blur was. That blur happened to be the planet wide hero Sonic the Hedgehog. While many knew who this particular hero was, none of them knew what his objective specifically was. They definitely knew that he was going against Dr. Ivo Robotnic a.k.a Dr. Eggman. Both were longtime nemesis's and have been going at each other for as long as anyone can remember. As Sonic ran through the hills, he was reassuring himself that everything would be fine, but Eggman had let him know that he planned to breach dimensions as he had in the past.
Last time it had been an accident caused by chaos control and sent them all over to his good friend Chris's home world, and chaos ensued (no pun intended.) but eventually they were able to get back to their own dimension. And with one visit from Chris six months later (or six years from Chris's point of view.) they were told it would be the last time their paths crossed. Sonic reassured himself of these facts. But if Eggman said he found a way to make the crossover, he was probably telling the truth. But Eggman had lied to him before in an attempt to capture the hedgehog. But even if he did it didn't matter, Sonic had ran headfirst into these things before and he wasn't about to start cramping on his own style now. Besides he had taken his friends captive, and he couldn't let Eggman kill them.
Sonic ran into the various assortment of Eggman traps, from the mounted turrets to small robot guards. He had seen it all before, and knew how to escape and/or counter-attack.
"Eggman knows this stuff can't slow me down. Something must be up, this is probably a distraction" No sooner had he thought it had a yellow laser shot at him, and it just barely missed his foot.
"Yikes, that was a lot closer than before! I guess Eggman ramped up the difficulty a bit." as he went through the base Sonic had decided that Eggman was either testing him, or buying time. As he barely escaped a rather speedy robot, he knew that he was getting close.
Meanwhile in Eggman's lab he was putting the final touches on his machine. Cream and Cheese were whimpering in the corner of the corner of their cage and Tails was attempting to comfort them. Amy was yelling out the usual "You will never get away with this." and "Sonic wouldn't let anything happen to me."
"Doesn't matter what you say little girl, I've completed my masterpiece and there is nothing your pretty boy Sonic can do. But I will wait for him, because I need him here. He is going to trigger the machine. And I am correct; he should be here any second. " And that was a good guess because Sonic blasted into the room. And hit the giant activation button. It was so big there was almost no way he could miss it, he didn't even try to miss it with his "better sorry than safe" attitude. The explosion happened on impact, before anyone could even think about what happened. It had gone so fast the last thing anyone could remember was Sonic hitting the button.
Man my head hurts, but that's normal. Me getting stalked by a couple of punks, it's becoming normal. Dear Lord Josh, breathe slower and just find a spot to lose them! For crying out loud, how big of a wuss are you? I mean for crying out loud you know that the stand up to your bullies doesn't always work. But do have to run like a little third grader? You know that you just can blow them away with your mind, but every time you do that you and your mom have to move. And you know it's getting harder for dad to come home and visit since you keep getting farther and farther away. What are you going to do?
That's what I tell myself as I run my fastest, which is basically not fast at all, around my middle school. I was absolutely confused and I wasn't getting clearer, I just had to slow down. And then I thought that I could hide in the big bushes! After all it worked two days ago and it could work now. So I ran around the corner and slid into the little ditch I had discovered behind the bushes recently. It was the only good spot to ditch at Southeast middle school as far as I know. Lying there gave me a good chance to think about my life. I always thought better lying down in my bed or stretching out on my favorite hill in California.
Thinking back to when I used to lay there, I really miss what I can remember of California. Too bad my stupid headaches and the even more stupid telekinetic explosion caused by them wound up demolished our penthouse in Station Square. On the bright side I could escape the people who expected me to be like my dad, Christopher Thorndyke, which I know that I am nowhere nearly as smart as him. But he still loves me a lot, and has defended me from his scientist buddies who wanted to run a bunch of stupid tests on me. I just wish that he could get everything settled and come home.
For now I just live with my mom Helen Thorndyke. She has supported me throughout all of my problems, she is just as smart as my dad and has home schooled me all my life up until now, 7th grade, which started at Southeast middle school which I barely got into because of my strange birthday.
So far I like Mississippi and living in the small town of Brawnson isn't so bad either. I've kind of gotten used to it over the last two years. It is longer than any other place I have lived in next to my hometown. I have never spent much time anywhere in order to figure out how to be cooler, and not so dumb. I am convinced I have some sort of undetectable learning disability because I forget the most important and not so important things all the time. And these stupid migraines don't help either, and is probably not helping my memory either.
And I would continue boring you with my life story but I just got yanked out of my little hiding spot and onto my back. Before I can see what just threw me, a foot just stomped on my stomach and knocked the air out of me. I heard cackling and opened my eyes to see the three punks that had chased me down just standing over me.
"Had enough dweeb? We can dish out more if you want." I had just about had enough and my head began to hurt more.
"You think just because you're rich you can do whatever you want?" I received a kick to the side.
"You think that you boss around? Well bring it on." Another was kicked again. Only this time, it was closer to the head. I head felt like it was about to blow. I couldn't take it anymore.
"You know, all I asked was if I could let me by at lunch 2 days ago! And now you're trying to beat me up? Why waste your energy?" Why was I wasting my energy? I should have figured that they had made it their personal mission in life to torture me. Like they had nothing better to do but watch me suffer.
"Here's a better question, why don't you just shut up!" One swift shot to the head. I couldn't hang on any longer. See you never again Brawnson, time to go into hiding again. As I thought I was about to explode, I was engulfed in a crazy amount of light. And that's when I passed out…
So what do you think? I know, it's probably isn't that good. Oh well, suggestions would be appreciated. OH! I am having trouble thinking for a title, so for now this is going to have to stick. I was thinking that I would ask y'all, but that wouldn't work very well seeing as you guys have no idea what is going on in my head ( or do you 0.o ) and I can't just label it something like Seed of Love (a series you guys need to check out! It's by another fan fiction author XT-421) which is a great romance story title. Ok, I am out of digital breath. Peace out!