Crisis City
By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus
Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: There's a crisis going on in the burning, apocalyptic city of Crisis City... redundant, ain't it?
Crisis City. A city always in crisis, what with flames everywhere and tornadoes consisting of fire tearing apart the ruined metropolis at every opportunity it gets. It's a dangerous place for anyone, let alone an anthropomorphic hedgehog, to run through.
And yet said hedgehog chooses to run through it anyway. Because that's just what he does best.
"That tornado's carrying a car!" Sonic The Hedgehog exclaimed as he dodged the car that the fiery tornado was carrying.
Silver The Hedgehog was up above Sonic in the air, blasting the debris that the tornado was chucking at him and Sonic. "Sheesh! I have no idea why we came back here!"
"Because this place has suspiciously been pulled back from a timeline that no longer exists and now occupies a completely empty spot somewhere in our present time!" Sonic stated as he moved his hands about, not paying attention as he was rolled over by a burning boulder.
Silver sighed as he placed his right hand on his face, shaking his head in disbelief as he stopped, moving the boulder with his psychic ability as he chucked it at the incoming debris, picking up the knocked out Sonic as he shook his head. "It's No Use trying to make this guy focus on the path ahead of him." He sighed as he opened his eyes, running down the path on his feet and avoiding the debris as he carried Sonic in his arms.
