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Well, here it is, my first Sonic fanfic. This story will not involve events in Sonic X, mostly because I haven't seen it, and only some of the events of Shadow the Hedgehog, possible spoiler warnings are now, even though the ending kinda sucked and ruined what might have been a perfectly good game…lazy writers, leaving so many holes in the plot…Forgive me if you're not a fan of original characters, aka: OCs.
Neco: I would like to state that my creator is insane. ….really insane….Please help me!
You say insane like it's a bad thing. Back in the box you go Neco (shoves Neco in the cardboard box I keep all my characters in)
Eneco: Heh, so easily pushed around.
What are you doing out? You're not even in the story yet. IN THE BOX! (shoves Eneco into the box as well)
I wish to state I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or any of his friends, foes, rivals, or…yeah, you get the idea. I do not own Moon the Wolf or Star the wolf either, they belong to a good friend of mine, Kestril195. I do however own this storyline, as well as Neco the Fox, Eneco the fox, and GEM. So, don't steal or the guys that run this place could do something you won't like.
Note: "" are used for normal speaks, ("") is for thoughts. Why must it be so annoying to have to do these things…?
The white chaos emerald rested atop the velvet pillow in its glass case. It reflected the perfect sphere in the sky through the skylight of the Central City Museum. A fox with slightly off-white fur and eyes that had a silver color to their irises sighed as he leaned against one of several support pillars, his black trench coat making his fur seem even lighter in comparison. He dug his hands into the pockets of his tan pants as he stared at the jewel. If it hadn't been for the two break-ins involving the disappearance of two of the seven powerful emeralds he wouldn't even be here.
He yawned widely. He was used to being up during the early hours of the morning when every sane living thing was asleep, but it didn't make rarely ever getting a decent night's sleep any easier. Sometimes he hated his job working for GEM, the General Enforcement Militia. But still, it did keep food in his stomach.
He started to wonder just how such a small gemstone could contain such fabled powers. The fate of their world had been thrown into distress countless times thanks to those seven emeralds. And yet, standing here looking at it, while obviously it was valuable, it was hard to believe they contained a power that could cause the destruction or salvation of their world.
The fox started to message his brow, he could tell he had the beginnings of a splitting headache starting. He'd have to take something for it or he'd be awake for what little time he'd have to rest after this mission. Just at that moment there was a loud shattering sound as numerous silent alarms went off. The fox quickly shifted his attention to the black figure that had just fallen atop the glass case, landing on one knee.
The figure had spines that stood straight out, not curving neither up nor down, and its body was pure black. It was easily identified as a hedgehog. It rammed its fist through the side of the glass case and took hold of the emerald within. The fox instantly drew two guns from his trench coat and had them both aimed at the hedgehog. "Hold it right there!" He demanded. The hedgehog looked up, as if just noticing him. The fox almost gasped. The Hedgehog had only crimson irises, no pupils what so ever.
The hedgehog saw the moment of hesitation and quickly made its move. It jumped off the remains of the case towards the wall, emerald in hand, and then kicked off the wall towards the opposite one, doing so again and again as it headed steadily upwards, towards the broken skylight it had smashed through previously.
The fox smirked as he stepped on the hidden switch near the pillar he had been leaning against. GEM had thought ahead of the possibility of someone trying to use the skylight for entrance and exit, so they had recently installed an energy grid. There were several ports around the skylight that instantly sprang to life when the switch had been pushed. Streams of electricity shot across to their corresponding ports on the opposite side, forming a crisscrossing grid.
Unfortunately, what would have normally stopped any intruder, this one saw the method of cutting its escape off and hurtled itself towards one of the ports. It curled itself tightly into a somewhat ball shape as its momentum allowed it to smash the port. The whole grid came falling down as well as the hedgehog, unable to find a way through as the wreckage fell.
As the ports fell, several of which still generating a current between them, the chaos emerald had slipped out of the hedgehog's grasp, and had fallen to the ground, between two of the still active ports. The current went through the emerald, defying logic as the as an emerald should not have been a conductor of electricity. The fox shook his head, reminding himself just what kind of emerald he was dealing with here.
The current finally died down. Seeing as the adversary was still recovering from the fall, the fox took the opportunity to grab the emerald. Regardless about wither or not the thief got away, the main priority was to see that the chaos emerald was secure. The fox got on one knee as he reached down to pick it up.
The instant his fingers so much as brushed against the chaos emerald, he was hit with what felt something similar to the effect of being electrocuted with a lethal voltage. He would have screamed in the pain if he felt his control of all voluntary functions leave him, slowly fainting as he collapsed on the floor.
The hedgehog got to its feet. "Estimated damage, 4.5. No hindrances to functions located. Beginning repairs. Will resume chaos emerald retrieval mission." It said in a dull flat monotone voice. It picked the emerald from besides the unconscious fox and then looked upwards. "Signal received, rapid transport possible." It said in its same emotionless voice. It then simply faded from view along with the chaos emerald.
Across town another black hedgehog stood, atop a high building, staring at the moon in the sky. This one's spines curved upwards at their ends, and had red stripes. His eyes were currently closed and his arms were folded. He opened his eyes, showing the deep crimson eyes that had eerily dark pupils. He glanced towards the opposite side of the city. "…Something's up…something involved with the chaos emeralds." He said in his deep voice. "…Normally this wouldn't be my problem, but if it involves the chaos emeralds…" He began. He shook his head. "No…let the city deal with it." He decided. He jumped off the building and literally ran down its side, the small jets on his shoes making friction no problem. Reaching the bottom he jumped and ran off, disappearing into that which shared his name.
"Damn it Neco, that's the third one this month!" A tall, broad shouldered, and dark skinned male human yelled in anger. He sighed and calmed himself, realizing he was displacing his anger onto the white furred fox sitting opposite him. "I'm sorry, I know that there wasn't a lot you could do. We didn't expect something like that to happen to you. You were fallowing orders to keep the emerald safe when it happened." He said. Neco looked like he had been to hell and back, somehow whatever hit him when he touched the emerald had left bruises visible through his fur. "We also weren't counting on it being able to break that barrier." Neco added. The man nodded.
"This is going to result in a lot more paperwork, a single chaos emerald can create enough to last months, and here's the third emerald stolen in just one. GUN isn't too fond of us as is, and they'll most likely try and use this against us…If the museum would have just let us put up better security…" The man muttered. Neco sighed as he looked down.
"…Wasn't a complete loss though. You did manage to get a good look at the thief, something all those security cameras before wouldn't let us do." The man said. "I want you to talk to that friend of yours, Moon was her name right? She's better at doing criminal profiles then anyone we've got here. You've got the rest of today and tomorrow off. Get some rest. You look like you've been through ten rounds with an enraged badger on steroids." The man said. "Yes chief." Neco responded.
Neco stood up and exited the chief of GEM's office. The chief sighed and leaned back in his chair. "With those seven emeralds involved…for all we know this could turn into another disaster like the Chaos Perfect attack or the ARC incident." He muttered. "…Neco, I seriously hope that you'll be able to help us do something about it…It's high time the people had a way to keep themselves safe. We don't know when we won't be able to rely on a hero." He said, looking over at some newspaper clippings that were framed on the wall, several of which were dated between two and three years ago, showing black and white photos of a hedgehog smirking, usually with a two tailed fox and sometimes an echidna nearby.
Neco dug through his pockets, eventually finding a small silver key. He inserted it into its keyhole and turned it. Hearing the small click, he opened the door and entered his apartment. He headed for his bedroom. He removed his trench coat and hung it on the hook he had placed next to his bedroom door. He then unloaded and placed his two guns in the drawer in the nightstand next to his bed. Both had the words Ome o Kisuru engraved in them, the Japanese words for I will kill you, odd considering Neco's name sounded like Latin. One was obviously a normal gun that fired normal bullets. The other was special. It could fire a laser that at its highest concentration would shatter a mirror rather then be reflected by it. At its lowest concentration, it would merely stun someone.
Neco threw himself onto his bed and sighed deeply. He was uncomfortably warm. "One thing I hate about being a fox…all this fur." He said aloud. His whole body was aching, he really did feel like he'd been through ten rounds with someone.
His ear twitched at the sound of his cell phone ringing. He groaned as he got up, his feet protesting at the feeling of having his weight put back on them so soon. He slowly dragged himself over towards his trench coat and reached into the pocket of it. He pulled out a grey cell phone. "Neco speaking." He said as he answered it. "Hey Neco, it's me Moon." A female voice said through the phone. "…You sound beat, what happened to you this time?" It asked, sounding concerned.
"Hey Moon." Neco responded, his mood brightening a bit at the sound of his best friend's voice. "I'll tell you later. It's a weird story involving me being zapped by a stupid gemstone." He finished. "Ouch." Moon's voice winced. "Need some company or something?" She asked. "I've got nothing better to do." "Sure, might as well. I was thinking about ordering a pizza or something later. Care for any?" He asked. "Sounds fine to me. I'll be there soon ok? Don't nearly shoot me when I knock on the door like you did that one time. I'll talk to you soon." She said as Neco heard her hang up. Neco chuckled at the memory of when she had came to visit him after he had gone through a mission that left him…jumpy you could say. The sound of her knocking had startled him so badly he had grabbed one of his guns and there were four holes in his door soon after. He felt really bad about that, but at least he beat his record for reloading it.
Placing the cell phone in his pant's pocket, he walked towards the small kitchen. He grabbed a glass and filled it with ice and water. He drank more then half of it in a few swallows and then placed the cool glass against his forehead, the cold making his headache die down. He set the glass down on the table and took his cell phone out again. He speed dialed his favorite delivery pizzeria, ordering what he usually had whenever Moon came over.
Once it was ordered sat down on a small but comfortable couch in front of a television set that was in fairly good condition. He had decided a short movie would be good for his nerves after nearly being fried to death. A knock came from the door. "It's unlocked." Neco called, laughing in his mind a bit as he heard whoever knock jump to the side after finishing knocking. The door opened and a rather normal looking female wolf walked in. She was wearing a loose fitting T-shirt and pants, along with knee high boots.
"You aren't going to shoot me right?" Moon teased him. Neco laughed a bit and shook his head no. "Feeling any better?" She asked as she closed the door. "A little bit." Neco answered, and then took another drink of water. He sighed and put his feet up on a padded foot rest that looked like it got a lot of use, even though Neco wasn't home very often. He began to tell her the events of what had taken place that night. "That's what happened to you!" She asked staring wide eyed. Neco nodded. "No wonder you look so beat up. You've gotta be more careful." She said. Then she took on a look of concentration.
"A hedgehog huh?" She said aloud. "Do you have a criminal profiler on the case yet?" She asked. She was a former criminal profiler for a police team until she had moved, and she had been a good one. Sometimes she would give Neco advice on criminals he was against, but it had been a while. Needless to say, her skills were itching to be used again. "Nah, the chief finally got smart and skipped using the ones at the facility." Neco said, noticing Moon's pride in her skills.
Moon got up and after some searching found some paper and a pen. "Ok, just start telling me what you know about what it looked like." She said. "Well, its quills stood straight out, and its body was completely black. Now here's the weird part, it had red irises, but no pupils what so ever." He said. Moon stopped her movements with her pen for a few moments. She didn't say anything, but decided to keep going. "It looked male, hard to tell. It almost looked like….it had a face that wasn't real. It looked like it wasn't…natural. It was strange…then again, I haven't been getting any sleep for the past week, and I was more concerned about stopping it then recognizing much more then that." He said.
Moon finished and put the cap back on the pen. "Something like this?" She asked, showing him a sketch. "Yep. As close to it as anyone can possibly get without having the real thing here." Neco answered. A knock came at the door. "That'll be the pizza." He said, getting up off the couch. He was feeling dramatically better in a short amount of time for some reason. He shrugged it off as he was getting used to this stuff.
At the door a tall and thin rabbit stood in the pizzeria's delivery boy uniform. He had the box in one hand and his ears were tied back like a hair tail or something Neco guessed. He handed the rabbit the credits for the pizza and took the box from him. Neco set the box down on the small slightly beat up coffee table he had between the couch and the TV.
"Wanna watch Pirates of The Caribbean?" He asked, opening the box and picking up a slice of the pizza. "Sure." Moon answered as she reached for a slice as well. Neco had previously placed it the cheap DVD player he had, so he walked over and hit the play button. Neco bit down into the pizza, only to immediately start drinking the rest of his water. ("You'd think I'd have learned by now not to bite down on the slice right after taking it out of the box.") He thought to himself. Moon laughed at him, then muttered "Ow." She moved something at her side before blowing on her slice of pizza and taking a bite. Neco could only guess one of the countless weapons she always kept hidden under her loose clothing had shifted and was poking her in the side or something.
In Station Square
The city resembled nothing like it did about three years ago. All the buildings had been rebuilt and damages had been repaired. A very much overweight grey cat, whose stomach could rival a certain purple one that enjoyed fishing and had a frog for their best friend, sat behind the wheel of his large truck. He was stuck waiting at a red light, and yet there was no traffic around. He wasn't the smartest driver in the world and was anxious to get going. He looked to the left, no one there. He looked to the right, no one there. He gently eased off the breaks as the truck started to move foreword slowly. He was about to shift his foot the accelerator when a sudden blue blur passed before his vision, causing him to slam his foot on the break again. "What the-?" he said aloud as his cold coffee spilled across his dash.
The blur of blue that could rival that of the sky and sea kept running, only disappointed he didn't have enough room to break the sound barrier. He was getting bored now. Then he noticed one of the tall buildings just in his pathway. He smirked as he got an idea. Jumping of the ground and losing no velocity, his feet hit the side the building and started to slip, before he began moving them again, going straight upwards. The top was coming nearer and nearer. Just as he was about to reach it he jumped again, performing a combination of a summersault and a sideways twirl. His momentum carried him across the roof still in mid air. He landed on his feet on the opposite side of the building and raced the effects of gravity.
He jumped before hitting the ground, landing on his feet, then flipping to his hands, and back to his feet in order to slow himself down. He breathed heavily for a while, but still had a smirk on his face. ("Note to self, do that again sometime!") He thought. "Heh, what do you know, not only am I faster then a speeding bullet I'm also able to leap a building in a single bound." He said aloud after catching his breath. His emerald green eyes looked up at the building he had just run up and down. He then looked down at his own arm, pulling down one of his white gloves somewhat to look at the watch there. "Hmm…Might as well give Tails a visit." He said. Tails was over in Central city, a good ways away from Station Square, but then again, he had time, and he had the ability to travel at sonic speed. After all, he that wasn't his name for nothing.
Back in Central city, an hour later
The two tailed fox with orange fur (despite it behind hard to tell since he was covered in oil stains currently) was working quickly and accurately as he was reassembling an engine that came from the Tornado 2, which was resting just a few feet away from him. He heard a faint sound heading towards him, something like a sonic boom. He smiled and averted his eyes long enough to see the familiar blue dot in the distance that was growing bigger and easier to tell what it was. He returned his gaze towards the engine block and picked up his tools again.
Sonic skidded to a halt in the small workshop Tails had created out of a storage area. "Hey." He said. "Hello." Tails responded as he kept working on the engine block. Tails had recently hit puberty and had a growth spurt, he was now only fractions of an inch shorter then Sonic himself. He had also started wearing tough denim overalls, though they made his two tails rather uncomfortable, and work gloves while working. He also had started to pick up his own sense of style, this included wearing a pair of special goggles that he had invented himself almost every waking hour. They both served as a safety goggles when doing things that could harm his eyes, and were piloting goggles that kept his eyes from drying out when flying. He'd added a couple of other neat features to them, but mostly he just kept them on because they looked good resting just resting above his eyes like that.
"Whatcha working on this time?" Sonic asked as he looked at the engine block. "The engine was wouldn't even start for some reason. I had to take the whole thing out and start taking it apart to find out that a stupid little rock somehow had managed to get itself jammed inside it. Now I'm putting it back together." He said. "I see." Sonic said, grateful that that the genius used plan and simple English to explain what he was doing.
The azure hero looked out the hanger-like door at the darkening sky. Lighting flashed every so often, reflecting off the tall building windows that were a short distance away. "You probably want to finish up for the night. A storms coming and I don't think either of us want to get caught in the rain." He said. Tails nodded and quickly made a few adjustments that would allow him to let the engine set there overnight without creating more work for him the next day. He quickly grabbed a rag and cleaned himself up before switching to his normal attire, which consisted of his good shoes and gloves, and his 'utility belt' as Sonic called it, considering it was one…or kind of at least, having several small pockets that contained random items Tails found useful to have around. The two then sped off.
They arrived at an apartment complex. They lived only a few doors away from one another, however both were in Sonic's name, considering Tails was still considered a bit young to own his own place. They stopped at Sonic's to chat for a while.
"I heard on the radio today, the third chaos emerald's been stolen now." Tails said. Sonic sighed. So many people had tried to use the power of the chaos emeralds for their own selfish reasons, most often Dr. Eggman, and it resulted in disasters. Why couldn't people just learn from others' mistakes and leave things alone? "Maybe I should go talk to Shadow, he probably knows something about it, or at least I can go bug him." Sonic said. Though things had quieted down somewhat, the two were still fierce rivals, always ready to challenge one another to a contest. Tails sighed somewhat, but agreed it was a good idea. "That reminds me. Last night, my emerald started acting funny. Like it was resonating with something. But before I could check it out it stopped." He said. "That's weird…Knuckles might wanna know that too." Sonic considered.
"Well, I'm gonna get some rest." Tails said stretching. "Yeah, me too. See-ya tomorrow buddy." Sonic said, messing up the fur atop his 'little brother' of sort's head. Tails smoothed it back down as best he could with one hand and gave Sonic a light jab in the shoulder as a comeback. Tails left and headed for his own apartment, ready for a good night's rest.
So, how'd you like it? Good? Bad? Tell me in your reviews! Remember, the more I get the sooner I'll update. Only suggestions to help improve the story allowed ok? I don't want any people telling me the story sucks without giving me a comment to help make it suck less that anyone capable of conscious thought would understand.
Neco: …Why do I get the feeling the pain I have experienced early in this chapter is only a sample of what is to come?
Because it is.
Shadow: Ahem
What?
Shadow: Why am I only in the story for about a paragraph and then mentioned by that faker?
Because, it's the first chapter. You'll be in the next one too ok?
Shadow: You do realize my thousands of fans will kill you if I don't get some decent scenes soon…
Listen, you're gonna get your fair share of the action eventually ok? Stop bugging me. And by the way, Sonic could beat you easily.
Shadow: WHAT!
You're a cool character, and your one of the ties for my second or third favorite, but while you're the ultimate life form, Sonic's got…well what makes him Sonic!
Sonic: Can't argue with him on that. smirks
Shadow: What do you mean second or third favorite….
You lost some of your coolness percentage with that Shadow the Hedgehog game.
Shadow: Someone is going to die for an ending like that! …I didn't even get to use my super form to full advantage…
Damn good music in the game though
Shadow: That it is, but not good enough to make up for so many holes in the plot.
That's all for now. Hit the pretty purple review button. And on a parting comment… I'm telling you…When Shadow's jet skates come on he's moving slightly slower then he was just before they come on…
Neco: That's enough late night hours with caffeine and your gamecube for a while…
