Hey guys, first chapter of my sequel is now up. Hope you enjoy it and I will accept any and all comments, good or bad. Cya.

"Yes, sir. Yes I'm afraid it's true, Eggman was defeated. We haven't found him yet, but...Yes sir, three boys and we're sure one of them is looking into it. Meanwhile, we need that contact...the one from several months ago, he came here yesterday. The shipment will be here in two days. Yes, sir...very good, sir".

The man put the phone down and sighed. He turned to the fax he received and read it through slowly.

Report: 'Volunteer' subject, deceased. Body to be hidden soon. Cause of death to be given as shock. Awaiting further orders.
Yours,
A.

Sonic walked leisurely down the street carrying the little box in one hand. Rouge had bought a present for Amy and he offered to give to her. He wanted to talk to her anyway. He soon reached her door. He rang the bell, and then knocked on the door.

No answer.

He tried the door and found it, to his surprise, opened. It was fairly early in the morning. He entered slowly into her house. He made his way to the living room, but there was no sign of Amy. Then he went to the kitchen...

Amy was sitting on the floor with her head in her hands. She looked like she was crying. Sonic placed the box on the table and went down to Amy's level. He shook her gently.

"Amy? Are you alright?"

She stayed quite still. Then, in a slow, deliberate movement, she moved her head up to meet Sonic's worried eyes. But there was something wrong. There were not the happy, carefree eyes Sonic had grown used to. They were blank for a moment before they changed to a deep, cold fury, a sort of fiery rage. Sonic stood up and stepped back.

"Amy?"

Had it not been for a neighbour coming out for a early morning walk, the authorities wouldn't have been there soon enough. He had heard a scream of rage, then the sounds of smashing, crashing and shouting. The neighbour had made for his house to call for help, but he delayed long enough to see something fly out the window, break through Amy's fence and tumble before coming to a stop into the middle of the road.
It was Sonic, battered and bruised beyond recognition

The neighbour went inside and called a number. Outside, a crowd was gathering around Sonic who was lying still. No one knew what to do. Suddenly the door shot out of the doorframe and Amy stood there, hammer in her hand. She was looking around, breathing wildly. Several policemen arrived and made their way to her. She gave a terrifying scream of rage and ran towards the policemen and the crowd, hammer at the ready. The policemen prepared themselves, but then Amy stopped, stood stock-still and then fainted.

The ambulances arrived, one to take Sonic to the hospital and the other to take Amy quickly to the mental asylum. 'Stress' someone said, 'after fighting Eggman'. In all the confusion, no one noticed a figure in a black coat, watching the whole scene from a alley nearby with a silent look of grief and acknowledgement.

The lights from the city lit up the night for miles. From the distance the human was seeing it, it was a sort of glow like a huge fire. That jarred some unpleasant memories. His thoughts were halted when he heard a click from the door, then another. Finally it opened after a few seconds. He smiled at the figure.

"Took a while, Davink. Just take your time".

Davink stepped out as if to check something. "You can try next time. The side door was easy. So was the alarm".

They both went inside into a darkened building. Daniel turned on the light to reveal several rows of simple shelving, packed with hundreds of assorted items. Davink noticed a dusty, second-hand book and flipped through. He replaced it quickly and looked around.

"What is this place?"

"Lost property". Daniel explained, "A cross between a bargain shop and a pawnbrokers".

"You mean people lose these things?" Davink pointed to a large birdcage. He then picked up a telescope and looked through it to see Daniel's face. He smiled and replaced it slowly.

"Are you sure this will do? There are other places..."

"It won't be for long, just until we sort out the 'conspiracy' as Malcolm put it".

"Yes, some people taking to take over the world, getting too big for their boots and we, as ever, arrived too late".

"Not too late to stop it".

Davink grimaced. "No, but too late to stop it happening in the first place. Someone should have been here, ready and waiting. And before you say anything, Daniel, there are more than enough of us to do it".

"Well, who the hell would volunteer? To wait for hundreds, maybe thousands of years for something to happen? I know you wouldn't, that's for sure. Sitting around, doing nothing".

Davink inspected a child's doll and put it back. "Some people are good at sitting around, doing nothing. We call them many things like politicians, teenagers, Americans, French...the list goes on. And, what's more, there's nothing here worth looking at, just the belongings of the poor, the hopeless and dead".

Davink turned to Daniel who, to his surprise, was examining the floor near a checkout desk in the far corner from the front door. He made his way to Daniel and bent down.

"What is it?"

Daniel moved a finger along the wooden floor and inspected it closely. "Not much dust here. I checked the place in the records, its been abandoned for six months and yet, someone's been here".

He moved slowly to the counter, eyes fixed to the floor. "Whoever it was, they cleared their tracks well. And there's a speck of blood near the counter".

He paused, then, with a quick movement, he stood up and looked over the counter. There was a moment's silence, then Daniel muttered,

"Bloody hell".

Davink made his way to Daniel and saw immediately what Daniel was seeing. A young man lay there. At least he thought it was a man with all the dried blood and the large scratches on him. His upper body seemed to glisten and Davink turned away, sickened by the sight. Even after all he had seen, there was no way he could look at a dead body for long. He turned back and leapt over the counter. Daniel followed after a pause. Davink took in as much he could bear. Then he noticed the stairs near him.

"Daniel, check upstairs, then come back down and look after the place. If I'm gone, I'm at Malcolm's. Time we found out who this is".

Davink felt Daniel's hand on his arm and looked up at him. Then Daniel went up the stairs, leaving Davink alone. He took a breath, then with a barely audible curse, he placed both hands on the man's head and closed his eyes, his hands glowing blue with the magic, like radiation.

When Daniel came back down, he nodded.

Davink was gone.