Disclaimers...

1. I do NOT own any of sega's original characters.

2. Anything that may seem related/alike/similair to any real life race, conflicts, or country's is only a convience.

3. It's a fan-fic, so please, no flaming. Don't like it? Stop reading.

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Rated M for...

-Extensive Voilence

-Extensive Langauge

-Extensive Suggestions

-Extensive Sexuality (Lemons)

Sonic poked his standard Mobian M17 in the orange sand, bored. he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was his military buddy, Private Miles. "Dude..." Miles began... "I'm bored as shit over here."

"Yea, me too buddy." He responded, trying to sound as official as possible at his current rank. Sonic was a private class two, just another pawn in the army.

"You know what sonic? I say... FUCK the military! Like, shit dude, I could be shooting some commie bastards right about now if they didn't stick me all the way in the back of this shit-hole!" This "shit-hole" Miles was refering to was the base they were stationed on, Fort Equnox. There were only six sets of buildings in this shit-hole. The command center, a five story command center where all the officers sleep and plan. There was the med bay, where medic's work to save lives with all these fancy antibiotics and shit. And besides the well supplied armoury, there was the barrack, a shooting range, and a bar. Everything was fenced offed with an electric fence. Every corner of the fence met with a 20 foot guard tower. They we're stationed here with the other 100 pawns, having few authority figures. Private Miles and Private Sonic we're guarding the edge of the fort, where the only way in or out was through the gate. Miles did have a point though... this shit-hole is far by the most boring shit-hole's Sonic thinks he's ever been in.

"You know what you we're doing when you signed up." Sonic informed the aggitated private. Honestly, sonic didn't think private miles was meant for the military. He is far by the youngest, most dis-obient soldier he's have ever seen. The only thing he had going for himself was his sharp eyes, which awarded him with the Marksman Ship Badge. But besides that, miles was just another pawn.

Thier purpose here, guarding the fort, was unkown. It was very far away from any of the mobian settlements. It was also no where near the fighting. All that is known of the purpose of that it's suppose to be some kind of secret base. No one aside from a few privates had said this before. But come on, this base has got to be holding some scary shit if there are a ton of soldiers guarding it 24/7.

"Eh... no, not really." He began. "Honestly, I thought signing up for the Mobius Army would be fun!"

"Aint nothin bout shooting folks that's fun."

"Sure, it's scary at first. But seriously dude, I could be making a difference out there. I could be like, the dude who has to save all of the stupid pawns from being held hostage! With only a pistol! I could be a hero! Yea, that would be pretty exciting."

"Eh Eh" Class two private sonic snickered.

"What?"

"It's nothing, I suppose. It's just, I was just like you, before I spent two years here. I thought I could make a difference just by shooting my enemies. Thought I could be a hero. Well lemme tell you somethin, dude, It takes more than an gun to be a hero. To be reconigized. Oh it takes alot more, alright." Miles went silent.

"You see this?" Sonic asked. He pulled his uniform collar to expose his neck, which was marked with an ugly scar. Miles looked intregged.

"Yea." He replied blunty.

"Well, this is a reminder of the day I decided to be a hero, to save the day. My squad was captured back in Irake. They we're being held hostage in a building. The terrorist we're making a broadcast to the local army station, threatening to kill the squad leader if he did not have 10,000 ero's. I was hiding in the bush's, with a AK75 with a full magazine. I thought that the army wouldn't have made the trade. You know, save the money, fuck the few."

Tails sat down in the sand, listening to Sonic's interesting story.

"I thought I could pull it off. I thought I could..." sonic fought back a tear, "be a hero. I crept into the building, on the first floor. It's all clear. I could hear the chief of the terrorists make very insulting remarks about our federation. I stormed the room. I shot two of the fuckers before they shot back. I fell back down the stairs and managed to stay hidden, despite my newly fresh wounds. I heard gun shots, and then laughter. The fuckers were laughing..." Sonic gripped his fore-head.

"When they left, I crawled upstairs, still bleeding. I found my squad, dead. The squad leader had his throat slit open. We we're close friends. Very close friends..." Sonic took a deep breath to finish off the story.

"And when I looked at the computer they had checked thier account with... there transaction history stated that they just got 10,000 ero's in the last five minutes." Sonic dropped to the ground, and shouted...

"I KILLED MY SQUAD AND THOSE BASTARDS STILL GOT WHAT THEY WANTED!" He remained on the ground, sand getting stuck in his uniform. Tails was speachless. He was more than speachless, he was awed at the fact that the serious hedgehog still had emotion to spare. Tails knealed down to sonic's level.

"Hey man, don't cry. The magor will have our ass's if he see's us on the ground together." This made the hedgehog smile, and with a heavy sigh, he got back up.

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