Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic and the black knight characters or Sonic. Later in the story there will be my version of 'Knight of the wind" Sir Quills is my character. He's actually just Emerald the hedgehog. He was knighted. ENJOY!
A new knight
" Do you Emerald the hedgehog, promise to protect the kingdom of Camelot? "
" I do."
" Do you, promise to protect all the citizens, friend or foe?"
" I do. "
" Do you, promise to protect and serve under the king, even though it means risking your own very life? "
" I-I do. "
" Then, I knight thee, Emerald the hedgehog. " the sword touched the hedgehog's shoulders lightly. The hedgehog looked up at the king and smiled under his silver viser.
" You are now Sir Quills, knight of the swords." the king announced.
Emerald, now a new knight, walked over to some of his few fellow knights and smiled. Halfway, the king called Sir Quills back.
Sir Quills turned around and stood rooted to his spot, staring straight at the king through his viser's slots.
The king snapped his fingers and a maiden, bearring a cloth tied with rope, came walking infront of the knight. She blushed lightly, Emerald blushed too and was glad that his viser was covering his face.
" This, Sir Quills, is one amongst the sacred swords of the ancestors. Guard it with your life. " the king nodded. The maiden removed the cloth and a sword was seen on the hands of the young maiden.
He picked it up slowly and admired it. It had a silver handle, ontop of the handle, was a red gem with one black dragon eye in it, the sides were locked into the sword and the blade was sharp as a knife. ( Sounds like the Sword of Omens from Thundercats! )
The king motioned Sir Quills back to his fellow knights, Sir Quills nodded and walked back with his sword in its brown leather scabber.
As more knights came and got knighted, Emerald kept wondering about his sword.
'What is so special about this sword? It looks absouloutly normal. ' he thought as he admired his sword even more. A sight of a viser glinted in the gem and he looked to his side to see Sir Lancelot staring at the sword.
"A very nice sword young knight, I have one of the sacred swords aswell. " Sir Lancelot whispered to the knight, still keeping an eye on the sword's gem.
Sir Gawain nodded. " He's right kid, he has one of the ancient swords." Percival rolled her eyes, well she would if her viser didn't cover her eyes.
" Sir Lancelot, Gawain. Its not ancient history time, he was just knighted. We will talk about this later. "
After the knighting and feast, the king announced everyone to their chambers. As Sir Quills was wandering to his quarters, a hand with a silver gauntlet on it grbabedh im from behind and pulled him behind one of the pillars, covering his mouth with its hand!
" Mmff mfph! (What the!) "Sir quills bit his attacker's hand and backed away. The attacker yelped and held his hand gently.
" Its me young knight. " The attacker whispered. The attacker came out of the shadows and crossed his arms, he was black with red streaks.
' You know Lancelot, you could have just told me to meet you here. " Sir Quills grunted angrily.
Sonic: Where do I come in?
Hollowpaw: Later, now stop interuppting the story!
Sir Lancelot said nothing more and slowly drew his Aronidight out of its black scabber and holding it infront of his helmet.
Sir Quills looked at the sword, mouth wide opened and eyes filled with suprise.
" The Arondight! I read about this sacred sword in the castle- " he was interuppted when Percival came round the corner to where he was hiding. Sir Lancelot ran back to his chambers without a word.
" What are you doing here young knight? " Percival yawned and went back to her chambers. Sir Quills let out a long sigh of relief and started walking to his. He opened the darkwood door next to Sir Lancelot's chambers and entered.
The bed was orange with lighter orange colored blankets and dark wood as the bedframe. There was a window where the bright moon was shining.
Sir Quills hung his scabber on the bed and took his helmet off. His bright blue eyes opened and set his helmet onto the dresser. He climbed into bed, covered with the blankets and fell asleep as soon he hit his head on the pillows.