Sonic Adventure 3 is a story spanning the perspectives of numerous characters in SEGA's Sonic the Hedgehog franchise simultaneously. Due to this, not all perspectives can be covered at once without complicating the narrative. Thus Sonic's Story - consisting on the perspectives of all characters whose role in the story revolves around or has a direct relation to that of Sonic -is to be told in this first story while the rest of the characters' perspectives and separated tales and adventures will occur in their own distinct and separate stories to be released at a later stage near the end of Sonic's Story - or at least whenever they become relevant. There will be separate stories revolving around Sonic, Shadow, and Knuckles before the series is brought together into once coherent fourth act and a final fifth - but let's not get too far ahead of ourselves before we've even read chapter one of story one.

The games in the Sonic franchise that will be treated as canon for the following work of fan novel include Sonic, Sonic 2, Sonic CD, Sonic 3&K, Knuckles Chaotix, Sonic Adventure, Sonic Adventure 2, Sonic Heroes, Sonic Rush, Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic 06, the Sonic Riders series, Sonic Unleashed, and Sonic Generations. I hope you find this to be an interesting take on the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise and a worthy continuation to the Sonic Adventure series.

Miles and Sonic had known each other for six years, and for all that time Sonic had always been on the move. He was never a stagnant character, finding a nice place to camp and remain for longer than a few months. There was always a destination, a horizon to be crossed, an undiscovered part of the world to make discovered, and thus there was always a reason to keep moving. Miles used to be able to keep up with Sonic but ever since the fox matured, his legs and torso had been more proportional than his companion, whose long thin legs allowed him to fly forward like no one else he'd seen. Miles just could not keep up anymore, even with the help of his two tails spinning and propelling him forward. And so for the most of their friendship, it became a routine of chasing his blue friend and often being left behind.

But the nomadic lifestyle of the pair had seemingly fizzled to an end over the recent months. Their fifth year together had been well packed with adventures from the time the Black Arms invaded to the time Robotnik split the world into eight separate floating continents. Their most recent adventure was a very brief time travelling experience – or at least they think they time travelled – but even before then, they had moved into what they now thought might be a possibly permanent home. The pair had finally found a location that had seemed well-suited to them.

Christmas Island was always a temporary place for Sonic. Station Square grew tedious once he became too fast for the gridded streets. The open canyons were suitable for the occasional exercise but boring in scenery. The beaches had the fault of being right on the ocean. And for whatever reasons, Sonic had refused to return to Soleanna. Yet they had now found a rather decent spot in the world for them. On the same continent as the United Federation but out in the no-man's-land, the pair found residence in an open country side stretching countless leagues in length and width. Rolling hills and flowing rivers filled the eye, a landscape dotted with trees featuring the occasional forest, not a single road in sight. One might be justified in thinking that no Overlanders had even set foot on this unclaimed soil. Upon finding this nearly perfect spot, our Miles Prower began about his work. All he had to do was find the biggest tree that he could – which happened to be a mammoth thing sitting a few hundred feet from a great forest – and soon his construction of their treehouse home would be complete.

It was the perfect place to satisfy both of their needs; including Sonic's need for wide unobstructed space to stretch his legs and Miles's need for a stagnant home he could call his own. The area had reminded the two of the Green Hills in South Island, the area where Sonic had first begun his independent career as an adventurer. And though the hills themselves were not quite as dynamic as Sonic's first favourite zone – and the soil lacked the light and dark orange checkerboard style design that no one really knew from whence it originated – there was still enough room for the hedgehog to run at maximum speed for nearly an hour without bumping into any establishments. It was here where they made residence and after several months of building, Tails had his tree fortress constructed in all its awesome magnitude.

Reader, I say tree fortress because it was more than just a house. The entirety of it consisted of six main buildings of homelike size. They even had a garage with both Sonic and Miles's planes (and Sonic's car, something he never used) along with a runway. All of this was built onto a massive tree; not for any practical reasons but simply because Sonic had one day said it would be a cool idea. And so Miles complied as a sidekick would. It was here where they returned after adventures and spent most of their days. And on a day such as this, when Sonic and Miles were both between adventures, they passed their time in quite exciting ways.

It was a Sunday morning in The Valley and wind carried strong in a western direction. Thus Sonic knew which direction he would be running. "Alright, all the speedometers and cameras are GO," Miles spoke into his mic while typing instructions into his keyboard. "The coms are up – hopefully. Can you hear me loud and clear?"

"Loud and clear," Sonic affirmed while doing his pre-workout stretches a few hundred yards away. "I'm liking this wind, Tails."

"Thanks, designed it myself," the fox joked. "Should I walk you through the course again or do you remember all the corners."

"Most of the corners and from what I remember of them, it seems you're trying to get me to mess up."

"Speed has never been a problem with you," Miles explained. "Sharp turns on the other hand have always been your Achilles' heel. That's where you need the most practice. Once you've mastered sudden 90 degree turns, you might finally be able to run through a city again without destroying any property."

"Yeah, yeah, no need to remind me," the hedgehog got off to a jogging start, a jog for him already exceeded the full sprint speed of most humans.

"You ready?"

"Always."

"Let's try keeping it subsonic for now."

"Sure thing," and soon, Sonic was rocketing off along the course. He had reached and began surpassing 400kph, blazing across the hills. The course was primarily a set of marked trees with speedometers attached, trees he would have to corner at different angles. His first few were easy enough, simple 35 to 45 degree turns; the type of stuff he did naturally. He was performing well. But this was just the warm up.

"Okay now push to just below transonic speeds," Miles instructed as he monitored his tablet. Sonic's numbers began increasing and soon he was at 900kph. "Here's a 60 degree turn coming up. Brace yourself." It was actually about 800 meters ahead but at Sonic's current speed, he would be meeting it in just shy of three seconds. This was a slim tall standing tree, carefully chosen as one Sonic would not risk slamming into as he tended to in most workout routines. The three seconds passed and the hedgehog managed the turn just fine, darting sharply to his left without breaking much speed. "Good," Miles announced, "great in fact. Now your first 90 degree turn to your right. It's impossible to do this one without slowing down a bit so here's my challenge. Push yourself to 980kph and make the turn without falling below 900. You got that?"

"Jeez Tails," said Sonic as he spotted his next tree. "You want me to tie my hands behind my back too?"

"It's not too difficult for you, is it?"

"We'll see," and in the span of a few short seconds, the hedgehog moved from a kilometre away from his target to right in front of it. From his distance he allowed himself a brief hop from about 300 meters away and upon landing had turned his body 90 degrees to the right, charged a spin-dash as he slid just past the tree – at 902kph – and released at the millisecond, shooting off straight ahead. It was a perfect 90 degree turn. His sidekick was quite impressed.

"Wow! That was your cleanest one yet!" Miles excitedly announced over the coms. "But are you ready for the real challenge?"

"Heck yeah, I'm feeling good about this one!" Sonic said as he sprinted into a lake. His speed allowed him to quickly dart across the water, taking his steps at a speed much faster than what it would take for the water to sink him. In a few seconds, he was back from water to land on route to his next checkpoint.

"Alright, here's your next task. I want you to do another 90 degree turn. You've now entered transonic speeds so I want you to do it at Mach One."

Oh how Sonic loved the sound of that. The words 'Mach One' sent chills down his spine, goose bumps down his arms, and excited him more than the smell of a freshly made chilli dog. Nothing excited Sonic more than breaking the sound barrier. "That's what I like to hear," the hedgehog sang confidently.

He had entered the state of mesmerised movement, where his feet began their countless steps per-second subconsciously, and all he had to focus on was forward. He felt his left foot clap against the soil, the countless yards of lands fly beneath him between each lunge, followed by the clapping of his right foot, and countless more yards flying by. He felt the wind hitting his round torso, bend around him, and shoot off his back quills and tail, and his two arms that shot straight behind in the most aerodynamic manner. He felt the wind hitting his rounded face, curving around and shooting off from under the six long and straight quills on his head. His body was truly built for speed.

Soon the sounds of each step began to mute, masked by the howling of wind. The sound of his own breathing had stopped for him, masked by the howling of wind. The sounds of all the nature around had vanished, masked by the howling of wind. The sound increased in pitch, higher and higher as a conical cloud of vapour appeared from the hedgehog's quills. Higher and higher the sound went, Sonic at the apex of his anticipation with all the wind in the world seeming to attack his face and body. The air began tearing around him, the cloud behind him rippled, the sound increased higher and higher until nearly deafening and then… in a sudden burst of thunder and speed, the hedgehog took off in a sonic boom, shattering their cloud behind him and the air around him. And if Sonic was not like a rocket before, the sound of him blasting off certainly made him mistakable for one.

"HECK YEAH!" the hedgehog shouted as he ran, unable to even hear himself as the sound had already fallen miles behind him. But as much as Sonic loved running at this speed, there was a reason why he didn't do it more often. Keeping track of exactly where he was and what was ahead of him was quite the mission. Miles would have to narrate for him.

"You're coming by the turn in about eight seconds," he said. "Seven. Six." As the fox counted down, Sonic prepared himself for the turn. He had never done it successfully before. He always found any form of turning that wasn't gradual while at the speed of sound to be too difficult to do but he was on a role today. He had already broken a previous record on his first try. He would not mess this one up. "Five. Four." But before Sonic could ready his spin-dash, something came into his peripheral vision, something bright and obtrusive yet still small enough for someone to have possibly missed. It wasn't safe for Sonic to turn his head from the path ahead of him but he did and what he saw caught him off guard. "Three. Two… Sonic?" The hedgehog stared off into the sky as he flew past his marker, not paying any mind to the turn he was about to attempt and zooming off further into the meadow.

"Tails," he finally said, "do you see that?"

"No, but it must be important if you missed your mark like that. You're even slowing down," the fox observed as he monitored his screen. He had now fallen far below the speed of sound once again to his more gradual pace. When Miles finally looked up from the screen, he froze as he saw what he believe had caught Sonic's sights. "Sonic, I think that might be a comet!"

"Not sure what else a falling ball of fire in the sky could be," the hedgehog said. "Should we be concerned? Try to escape the impact radius?"

Miles watched the comet carefully. For something tumbling through Mobius's atmosphere, it was particularly smaller and slower than what he imagined typical comets would appear like. Perhaps a fallen satellite, he thought, or a descending UFO.

"Tails, this thing is getting pretty close to the ground now. Should I maybe turn back to fetch you so we can get outta here?"

"There's something in there," Miles decided. "That's not a comet. It's slowing down faster than the drag of the atmosphere would make it. I think it might be an aircraft of some sort… maybe a spacecraft, actually."

"Well if you're right," Sonic said, "then what are the chances that someone's in that thing that's about to crash in the forest?"

"Chances are slim. But even if they were high, the chances of them surviving the crash would be even slimmer. I don't think you can reach the forest before the impact," the fox said before his eyes widened. Why did he have to say that? It wasn't like even if Sonic did, he would be able to catch the thing out the sky. So why did he have to say that? But before Miles could say anything else, Sonic responded.

"Is that a challenge?"

"No, it most definitely is not."

"If I reach Mach One again, I might be able to..."

"It's a falling from orbit, Sonic. You'll get yourself killed."

"I haven't before."

"It only has to happen once."

"Not gonna happen this time."

"Sonic."

"I've survived worse."

"SONIC!" but before Tails could convince the hedgehog against it, the sound of another sonic boom could be heard over the coms as a blue blur disappeared into the forest ahead, all the while the falling object came ever closer to the ground.

Sonic's Story will receive two updates per week with a week's break between each 'mini-arc'.