Sonic the Hedgehog
The Story of the Blue Blur himself
CHAPTER 1
Green Hill Zone
It was a beautiful day, Sonic running through the fields and meadows of colorful flowers in the Green Hill Zone. The wind was slightly blowing leaving the flowers' many fragrances in the air. The lake was as shiny and blue as ever with cute Blue Jay's skimming the water for food. The fish were jumping enjoying themselves as they bathed themselves in the surface of the waves. The peaceful sounds of birds, whirring insects, and the wind were all triumphantly beautiful.
A few seconds later the sound of an engine starting appeared amidst the other sounds of anonymous creatures in their natural habitat. Something blue in the distance appeared and then disappeared. Another minute later it appeared again running through the fields. It was close enough now to hear the roaring that was becoming bigger, faster and louder. Screeeeeeech!! The dust was clearing slowly and the outline of the hedgehog himself was visible.
All of the forest creatures came out of hiding and stared. "Hello," Sonic said. VROOOOOM!! Sonic came running back to his garage where Tails was waiting for him to return. Tails had a couple of snacks for Sonic. "Hi, Sonic. I whipped up some of your favorite chili pizza rolls! "What type? The exotic type?" "Yeah!" I thought you could only get those in Japan!" "Well, I went to Food Network's site and printed out the recipe. The rest was easy."
"Well, thanks." Sonic ate only one of the seven. That was unlike him. "What's up, Sonic?" "Oh, I've got a new theory to try out and I need to keep my belly in top shape for it. "Whatever you say, Sonic." "I'm wondering if I can blow a circuit in our treadmill." Why Sonic was interested in such mindless babble Tails had not an idea. In just seconds Sonic was running back and forth all over the place leaving the shop at small intervals of time all at Mach 4.
After he was done he got on the treadmill and sped it up to Mach 7. He was moving at such a high rate of speed that Tails couldn't even see him. The machine whirred and clicked then KRACKA-BRACKA-BOOM!! Tails eyes were so wide open you could have easily mistaken him for a fox that had too much caffeine. Sonic yelled, "Wow! Yeah!" Sonic ran off and came back in under three seconds with a few more anonymous objects. Sonic ran fast enough to cause a Sonic Boom knocking Tails onto his hind end. "Ow!" Tails exclaimed.
Later that night Sonic was in the garage. He was usually wouldn't hang out in a dusty, old garage on a day as nice as this except for on this bright morning. The air was crisp on his face as it trailed in from the open garage door. Tails came up to him. "Sonic, I was just wondering..." Tails started. "Yeah, what is it, can you make it quick?" Sonic said speedily. "W...Well" Tails stuttered. "Spit it out!" "I wanted to know..." Tails said quicker this time, but still not fast enough. "...What I was doing?" Sonic finished. "Yeah, that." Well, if I'm correct..." Sonic said throwing cut wires, drill bits and anonymous other parts. "...The red wire connected to the hydraulics in my shoe aka the blue wires will cause a nitrous-fusion..." Sonic continued. Tails was trying to keep up. He understood what Sonic was talking about, but as fast as he said it Tails was easily confused. "...which if mixed with a couple parts from some old stuff I found at the Scrap Yard Zone will create a whole new level of speed throughout my sneakers. If I avoid the draft of the wind by using a spin dash it will cause the work of emc2 to be put to work thus causing me to be able to travel faster and jump higher than ever before almost like an adrenaline rush throughout your body." Sonic was estatic now shot with excitement.
Later after lunch and some chili dogs Sonic decided to go out on one of his jogs. Unknown to him, there were some swat bots behind a few bushes holding a tight, thin wire. Not knowing of any danger nearby Sonic stumbled and fell. "Aaaagh!!" THUMP!! He landed right on top of a crumbling cliff. If he didn't stop in time he would fall into the deadly pit of spikes below. He said, "This is a whole lot worse than watching The Twilight Zone on ABC on Friday nights. (Let the records show that Ben, the author, is not fond of The Twilight Zone.) He had no choice... death had scheduled him for this date. Everything turned black.
What will happen to our brave hero next?
Find out in Chapter 2
A Shadow of a Doubt