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king Arthur's curse.
The night's cool yet simple air cooled everyone from the previous day's heat wave as they soundly slept in the moonlight's comfort. Due to the hard work everyone had to do in Camelot, they slept undisturbed. There was one individual who slept heavily more than everyone else in the whole kingdom and this was the newly crowned king himself, Sonic the hedgehog, otherwise known as in this world: King Arthur.
This was Sonic's third day of being king and boy was it tough. He had to be in the throne room all day long, except for when he tried to escape from his responsibilities but Caliburn, his trusty talking sword with anruly tounge, prevented him from doing this and the grumpy hedgehog was practically dragged back inside.
Sonic thought being a king would be easy since you get to do anything you wanted but, to his downright displeasure, with that came billions of responsibillity. Sonic was just happy he was getting a great nights sleep and he buried himself further underneath the blue blankets of his duvet and gave a moan of pleasure before he resumed the loud snoring he was doing beforehand.
It was currently 3:45 in the morning and the newly crowned king dreamed of inventing chilidogs, something he was planning on doing once he awoke, since the last one he had gotten sucked up by a magical tornado which was cast by Merlina, the renowned royal wizard. The blue hedgehog had made one big mistake however. He was so tired that he had forgotten to close the bedroom window.
Sonic's new bedroom had a massive double delux bed which had an unbelievably comfy mattress and the bed's frames were made from mahogany and the carving was simple, not anything super hard or anything. The walls had nicely decorated lavender wall paper that had pretty ancient tapestries hanging and blowing through the wind. Calibrun had a special place upon a mantle piece above the fireplace which stood at the far corners of the large room. There was a very large wardrobe which was so big you could at least try and go to narnia (Sonic even tried to once but got told off by Caliburn for being a dunce) and there were outfits as far as the eye could see. The thing that Sonic cherished most though was the massive transparent door that could also be used as a window. It had a charming view of the kingdom below and it was almost endearing.
The problem was, however, was that the door slightly creaked open and some wickedly long, webby, warty fingers slid through a small gap in the door and opened it without any trouble at all. Despite the moon's brightness, it only revealed the fact that this mysterious hag wore a black, purple cloak to hide her hideous appearance and she had small thick strands of grey/white hairs dangling from her hood.
She clasped a handmade bottle filled with a green liquid in one hand and she opened the door with the other and silently yet swiftly entered the king's bedroom and stood over him and watched him sleep. Sonic groaned and his pointed ears twitched as if he felt a presence in his bedroom yet it wasn't enough to wake him. His mouth hung open slightly in a frown as he breathed slowly. This was the perfect opportunity for the wicked old hag to carry out her plan.
She held the bottle up and chanted in an evil, elderly voice "Ifaras zaras yezaras, Ifaris zaris yezarik. O'brave king, swift as the wind, take form of another which is buried within thy sleeping soul." With that, the green liquid inside the mushroom made bottle began to glow a bright lime green and it was now the only thing lighting the room, other then the moonlight seeping in through the windows.
The old, cloaked hag popped the small cork off the bottle and tilted it inside the king's open mouth, forcing the king to drink the glowing liquid and once inside, all traces of the drink were gone and she smirked once all of the liquid was drained and the aftermath of this made the king moan in his slumber as he felt something rumbling in his stomach.
Satisfied, the old disguised woman was about to raise a dagger but before she could even harm the king, Caliburn sprung to action and stood upright in her way, standing on his handle and he gave the old hag a cold glare. "Halt, woman." Spoke the sacred sword in authority "If thou does not wish to meet thy sharp blade then I would suggest you do not harm the sleeping king!"
The hag however knocked the sword aside with one quick swoop and knocked him down to the floor and she attempted again to murder the sleeping king, whom had now covered himself under his bed covers to try and awake himself from the unbearable pain he was in. The elderly woman lifted her dagger and held it tight in both hands as she was about to put the hedgehog out of his misery but suddenly knights of the round table: Percival, Lancelot and Gawain broke down the door of the room and Lancelot was the first to act "You, madam! You shall be thrown in the dungeons if you even dare harm the king!"
The lady however, horrified that her cover had been blown, turned into a puff of smoke and flew out of the balcony door's gaps which she had entered from. Once she was gone, Lancelot the hedgehog, Gawain the Echidna and Percival the cat all gathered around Sonic to check for injuries. They knew he was breathing and that was about it.
Gawain was about to poke him to see if he would awake Sonic but the bed covers begun to move by themselves as the figure beneath the covers slowly sat up with a deep, growly voiced groan. It was unusual for the newly crowned blue blur to sound like this but they knew it was him all the same.
"Your highness. Are you alright?" Asked Percival cautiously as Sonic ignored her question and groaned before he removed the blankets from his body and yawned but what the three knights saw horrified them all.
The king's fur had gotten darker and shaggy. His muzzle had become a pale blue, as well as his newly developed claws which no longer had his gloves which seemed to have been torn off. Sonic had fangs sticking out from his upper jaw and out of his mouth each side. The bald spot on his chest had been replaced by a fluffy light grey patch on his stomach which had matched the colours with the tips of his quills and he had grown a couple of feet in height.
Sonic placed a claw on his stomach as he groggily looked towards the knights of the round table and once he noticed the trio looking frightened towards him, he got worried as he knew something was up. "Hey, guys. What's the matter?"
Gawain shakily took a small mirror from the bedside table and hesitantly handed it to the newly transformed Werehog and once Sonic looked at his reflection, his heart raced in panic and his emerald eyes darkened in fear. This was a nightmare come true!
"AHHHHHHHH!" Yelled the newly crowned Werehog in panic before he dropped the mirror on the floor, breaking it and watching as it shattered into a million pieces of glass before his frightened eyes. He quickly dashed out of bed and noticed Caliburn laying on the floor, just regaining consciousness.
The king Werehog gently picked up his friend before greeting with a soft smile and whisper "Hey, oversized letter opener. How're ya feeling?" The Werehog stared down at the sacred sword and Caliburn groaned before inquiring sleepily "Am I dreaming or am I really seeing Sonic as a beast?"
Sonic looked insulted before he told him dryly and sarcastically as he frowned, utterly forgetting the important task at hand "Oh, This is just my morning face. Take a picture, it'll last longer."
Lancelot asked the king with a voice with security and some slight concern "What on earth happened to you, you're majesty?" Gawain added while pointing a finger towards him, clearly not thinking at all "Yeah. You look terrible."
Sonic glared at Gawain while baring his fangs threateningly but cooled himself down in a matter of seconds before he asked the three knights, deepest urgency invading his voice "So, guys. Have ya seen what happened in here?" The Werehog got down on all fours and sat down on the floor in front of the knights of the round table.
Sonic got no answer as they were still trying to grasp the fact that their newly crowned king had been transformed into a monster yet his personality remained unchanged. The three knights looked at their king with widened eyes and their amour shone in the moonlight and Sonic gave a small cough to gain their attention and the three stood up, all expressions telling Sonic the same thing: I don't know.
The Werehog sighed in frustration. Why did this have to happen now?! It was then that Caliburn spoke up "There was an old sorceress who appeared to have given you some elixir whilst you were heavily asleep, Sonic."
The Werehog stretched his arms forwards and grabbed Caliburn before bringing him close to his face before he began shaking him back and forth in panic "Why didn'tcha wake me up, Caliburn!?" Asked Sonic in panic.
The sacred sword groaned as he quickly got over the shake he had received moments ago and his eyes went all over the place before they finally focused on the stressed Werehog and he replied, growling a little as he spoke "I am amazed you did not awake while she was here."
"What shall we do, you're highness?" Asked Percival as she withdrew her sword and banged the handle to the floor with a smile on her Snow White muzzle. Her ears perked slightly as she watched the newly transformed hedgehog stand and Sonic gave a signal telling them to go somewhere "You guys gather the rest of the knights of the round table. I'll go to Merlina and see what she can do!"
With nods, the knights scurried out of the room and went to fulfil their appointed tasks while Sonic clutched Caliburn in his mouth, much to the sword's disgust, and ran on all fours to hurry down to Merlina's room.
While Sonic ran though, far away the woman who had done this to Sonic was watching everything that was transpiring in a magical orb that rested against a coffee table and she told the orb containing Sonic's running figure "Go on, you're highness. Go and grab you're pathetic knights of the round table fore I, Morganna, shall be the one with the last laugh!" With that, the disguised woman, known as Morganna, lifted her head a let out a wicked cackle that echoed throughout the entire area. Man, Sonic had dug himself in a real pickle this time.
A/N: Thats the first chapter, guys. What did you think? I came up with the idea last night and I hope this was good. Send me reviews please and other ideas if you have gotten any. Thanks.
-Chloemcg