...Well, that was a lot more than my promised wait, but hey. I finally have it written! That counts for something, right? There isn't any true fighting or anything in this chaper. It's just a simple introduction into the war, which cuts the originally planned 3 chapters down into 3 pages. Hallelujah for that, huh? Anyways, here's the debut of my new story! Yay!
-The following reading is composed of direct excerpts taken from the diary of veteran Mobian
Army Sergeant, Rintinner Foxfire:
:Tuesday, May 19th, 2015 – 2:21 P.M.,
Today, I was just alerted over the phone with some extremely shocking and unexpected news. As of a half and hour ago, the President was just taken captive in his office by whom eyewitnesses claim to be Sonic and Tails, with very odd details which I shall address later. The pair, unnoticed until the incident occurred, apparently stormed the building while brutally massacring any officer who stood in their way by means of what was described to me as "pure overkill". Upon entry of the Oval Office, two more agents were taken out and our President is now being held at claw-point for reasons unknown. The SWAT Team is on their way to ease the situation and attempt to negotiate with the captors, who I pray are the simple victims of false identification.
Though, I'm beginning to believe that those prayers were long addressed before stated, as eyewitness accounts of the criminals have differentiating details to a simple description of the accused. This duo was "monstrous and feral-like, with heavily built bodies of muscle hidden under layer upon layer of ruffled fur. They did not walk and run upright for the entire time, but would get down on all fours as if threatening everyone to back off. Also, the larger animal, supposedly Sonic, had fangs and claws." Surely, and hopefully, this cannot be the world's saviors. However, tension and assaults from the dastardly Eggman have dwindled to nothing over the past ten years. Is it possible that he is the one who set those monsters loose, and had been planning this all along? Did he capture Sonic and Tails and somehow genetically alter them, which would account for city pointing fingers at the two? Are they intelligent, cryptozoological creatures who are seeking revenge for accidental human confrontation, or are they just jokers wanting to get a rise out of the city for several hours? Time shall tell.
:Friday, May 22nd, 2015– 6:17 P.M.,
It seems being hopeful is, although accommodating in times of stress, is getting us deeper and deeper into something of a nightmare. Negotiations and efforts to diffuse the hostage situation have failed, resulting in the death of seven brave and dutiful SWAT Team officers and an even tenser situation. It seems these two Mobians do not want to let our President go for anything in the world, even going so far as to wound him several times in the face as a severe forewarning. They have planned to keep him alive however, ordering the SWAT officers to bring large amounts of food and drink into the office. This eases me greatly. Yet, something doesn't feel right at all with these two strange creatures. The real Sonic and Tails, if they are not in the Oval Office, remain to be unseen–
:Friday, May 22nd, 2015– 6:49 P.M.,
I've just gotten off the phone with my good friend, McClaren, who had been watching the news as I wrote the last entry. Although it was from fear, I was unswayed by the information he told despite the fact that he is trustworthy, so he gave me an undeniable piece of proof. We both tuned in to the news station about a minute into the call, and I was simply frozen with horror... I knew Station Square was going to be in for a rude awakening due to this hostage event, but this can be considered a stab in the heart. Being recorded live this instant... is literally an army of these monsters... and they're headed straight for the city... The sheer numbers of these things spans the horizon... Traffic's come to a complete halt upon noticing the monsters that are about to ravage our home. Hundreds of people; massive crowds are fleeing due south, jumping over cars... trampling children... and trying to escape this escalated terror in the best of health. The standstill the city has endured the last two days has finally snapped into an unimaginable horror. I don't know what these things want or where they came from... This entire happening is just too sudden... There's no mistaking it now. There will be a much higher loss of life than anyone expected... These next few days, or even weeks, will be touch and go.
Thursday, June 18th, 2015– 9:12 P.M.,
I apologize for not being able to record the happenings of the invasion sooner, but it was for good reason. Within three hours, the horde was finally upon the city. Due to the confusion and massive movement of most of the city's population, few made it out before the Mobians were upon us. Like spiders, they were everywhere; crawling along the ground, the sides of the buildings... I wouldn't be surprised if a good few of them came from the sewer manholes. They completely surrounded the population and in an instant, soon began a mass genocide.
The Mobians went to them like wild dogs on kittens, stabbing and flinging people about by their dagger claws, the larger ones doing so by their canines. Others would latch themselves onto the neck to bring the person down, quickly subduing and killing by a bite to the jugular, which they soon exposed to open air as a trophy. Others would simply tear the victim apart in a sort of wolfish and cooperative tug-of-war, limbs and heads being thrown about, with spurts and splashes of blood painting everything in sight. The silence of the nighttime had suddenly erupted into a chorus of screams of pain and fear. The cameraman and reporter for the news station were undoubtedly victims as well, the last frames of video on the television showing some sort of badger-like beast in the air before turning to static.
The site was as nauseating as it was heart-wrenching. Along with the unsuspecting citizens, I saw my kind too, get slaughtered in the one-sided fray. I knew the odds were against me and I could do nothing to help... As hard as that was for me to accept, and still is... I took focus to protecting myself first and foremost. I armed myself with my old rifle and traveled down the stairs of the high-rise apartment, as well as a few other neighbors I met along the way. We all managed to make our way safely into the basement and that is where we have stayed. Each person with me has a routine patrol of the door just in case they ever decide to come in here. So far, nothing has happened.
Several days following the beginning of our underground venture, we were a bit elated to soon discover that Sonic and his companions had survived the attack, and were not to blame for the initial hostage situation. However, in his plight to fight against the invasion, he and his friends did not do well in battle. By Sonic's account after he came out of it, Tails, Amy, Rouge, and a few others were knocked unconscious only minutes into the war, but still suffered several life threatening claw marks, bite wounds, fractures and other severe injuries. Even Knuckles barely escaped with his life. Sonic and that other hedgehog, Shadow, lasted the longest, but were soon overwhelmed by sheer numbers...
And the scary fact that the evil Mobians can use their signature moves just as well... if not better.
The two male hedgehogs were found right outside of our building in the street together, and the others were not too far off. There were very deep claw marks on every inch of their small bodies. It's a wonder they survived. After constructing makeshift beds from comforters found around the apartment, we took them in and are now nursing them back to health as best we can with bed rest and whatever food we can afford to scrounge from restaurants, grocery stores, and convenience stores around the area. Sonic was finally able to come out of his consciousness long enough to tell us all about the prior fight, which was difficult to make out at times. The others may wake up for a minute to be fed and have a few words before heading off back to sleep. It seems they, as well as us, will be fine for the time being.
:Monday, June 22nd, 2015– 4:15 P.M.,
Everyone here received a startling, yet comical wake up call from Sonic this morning. The poor guy, still a bit disoriented, gave us all a hearty "What's up?" and appears to be more bright-eyed than ever. Amazingly, the others began coming to soon afterwards. They seem much more like themselves now, especially Sonic, who keeps claiming that he's well enough to at least go out for a jog. However, our joy could only last so long until the red echidna, Knuckles, told us some surprising and dreadful news about the true severity of the situation.
He claims that this had possibly been in planning for months. While performing his job of guarding the Master Emerald that sits in the middle of Angel Island, he could feel fluxes and auras coming from a certain Chaos Emerald. How he could tell, I don't know, but he says that the signals he received were simply troubling. Soon, he came down to Earth to investigate with Sonic and Tails, telling them of the situation before heading off. It wasn't long before they found a mysterious base, a few good miles north of Station Square in some forested area. They claim that it was a lab of some sorts, filled with normal Mobians and the beasts that just eradicated Station Square. There was also some scientist at the scene who, to my surprise, was not Dr. Eggman. Needless to say, they wasted no time in trying to take care of the situation in went in on the attack.
The normal Mobians and the scientist, whom I assume is the leader and cause of all of this, retreated back while the creatures took their place in front and stalled them from getting to the emerald. However, the heroes barely suffered injury in the first battle. The entire squabble was over obtaining the Chaos Emerald, which explains why they seriously underestimated their opponents in the Station Square riots. During the bout, one of the little beasts was thrown into the console of a machine that had been harvesting the emerald's power for some time. This disturbance caused an upset in the machine and an inevitable explosion, taking out the entire base. Obviously, our heroes made it out and away from the area in time, while some Mobians were not so lucky after intensive search of Ground Zero for the emerald. Strangely though, the scientist at the scene was nowhere to be found, the same as with the evidence pointing to him getting caught in the explosion. Until the recent incident took place, he was presumed dead. Now, suspicious eyes scan the room whenever he's mentioned, especially since the emerald was not recovered from the wreckage as well. The emerald is completely invulnerable to explosions. It would have been unharmed.
:Tuesday, June 23rd, 2015– 6:25 P.M.,
I just found out from trusted ally Tails that today is Sonic's birthday. He's now 26. But that wasn't as much cause for celebration as the discovery the birthday hedgehog found out outside in the lobby. This apartment complex has several hidden cameras fixed on the outside of the building that are rigged to the receptionist's area at the front desk. There are three fixed in front in a triangular pattern around the front door that caught the entire massacre on tape. He claimed he didn't know what actually drew him to view the tape over, but deep down, I think the both of us knew that it was a sign of pure desperation. I decided to watch that depressing footage along with him, sadly sure that there was nothing to find, but the pervading feeling of sorrow wasn't allowed to last as long as I thought it would when Sonic snapped back to attention with a lucky discovery. He urged me to look on by pointing towards the screen as he rewound and progressed it again frame by frame. A circle of the creatures had cleared immediately after they had jumped on an ill-fated child, screeching like demons with fright as a white beam of light contacted the road from where they once were. I couldn't believe my eyes at the sight...
These creatures are currently the strongest beings in the world. They destroyed the entire city within mere hours. They pummeled Earth's greatest heroes with effortless ease. They eradicated a good 95 percent of our populous. But as mighty as they seemed...
They were absolutely terrified by simple gunfire...
