Author's note: So I've been really interested in taking Sonic Unleashed and adapting it into a story for a loonng time now. I try to follow the cutscenes as close as possible, just to keep it accurate. However, it always bugged me how Sonic just randomly appears on Dr. Eggman's fleet in the opening cutscene, or how he ends up on a different planet. Just to explain things a bit more and make the story flow more smoothly, I made a short prologue of Sonic in Mobius, and how he sees strange objects in the sky...so this is the prologue! Enjoy!

-Sonic Unleashed and all rightful characters belongs to SEGA

PROLOGUE

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No one seemed to notice the strange objects that seemed to hover high up in the sky, covering the stars at night. That is, no one but a blue hedgehog.

Night was peaceful on the planet Mobius, all the animals asleep in their snug beds. The lights flickered out in houses, blanketing the land with darkness. The moon lit the land pale silver, casting shadows behind trees and buildings. However, there would be times when the moon would suddenly be covered by something, not a cloud, and the land would be thrown into total darkness, as if an eclipse were taking place. There was a soft breeze, rustling through the long grass and the leaves of the trees. Sometimes, the wind would pick up, whooshing faster and more fiercely, and then, it would die down and revert back to its soft and gentle trickling.

Sonic found this quite annoying.

The blue hedgehog had found a decent sleeping place on an old willow tree, and he had climbed onto one of its higher branches, cloaked by its leaves that created a nice shelter for him. The night was warm and not at all chilly, and so it gave him an opportunity to spend the night outdoors, under open skies. He had been gazing up at the night sky for a while, studying the stars and the moon, and now, his eyes were mere slits as he began to doze off.

But Sonic was a hedgehog, and being an animal that coexisted with nature, he could feel that something was…off. He shifted on the branch, trying to get into a more comfortable position to try and shake the feeling off, but it nagged at him like a prickled branch snagged in his quills. "Come on…one night of peace and quiet is all I ask," he muttered sleepily, covering his face with his arm, his ears twitching.

Right then, a leaf dislodged itself from a branch above him, and as if toying with him, landed right on the hedgehog's nose. Sonic sneezed and sat up, swatting at his face with annoyance. "Ok! I guess it is too much to ask for!"

He let out a yawn and leaned back against the tree's trunk, staring up at the sky again. There it was again, the deep stirring in his gut that told him something wasn't right. The wind had picked up once more, rocking his branch, and the hedgehog's ear twitched. Why was it doing that? It was if someone was turning a giant fan on and off, causing the wind to pick up and die. The night hadn't been that chilly, but now, with the strong gust of wind, it brought a slight chill with it, and Sonic flexed his quills a little, hugging his knees close to his chest. "What's going on? A tornado coming or something?" He kept looking up at the sky, expecting for something to appear.

And appeared it did. Just as the wind picked up, the blue hedgehog suddenly saw the moon being covered up, a dark silhouette blocking it's light and bringing darkness to the land. He stood up on his branch, staring with growing suspicion. What was this? He peered closer at the dark object moving across the moon. Was that a deck he saw? A cannon? An engine? The feeling of unease grew, and too restless to stand still, Sonic leaped down from his tree branch, landing on the ground effortlessly.

By the time he reached the ground, the object had passed by, and the moon's light shone once more, the wind dying down. But the unease in his gut did not fade, and the blue hedgehog tried to place the feeling. Every time he felt like this, it was as if his body was signaling that danger was near. Like when his friends were in trouble. That's how he was able to show up and save them time to time again. Sonic sighed almost impatiently, the quills on his back flexing. He could almost swear that the object he saw was some sort of space mobile or ship.

Danger was in the air, and he could feel it. And usually, in the world he lived in, danger came in the form of a certain, mad genius bent on world domination.

"What are you up to this time, Dr. Eggman?"