(A/N: Hello, world! This is my first fanfic. I'm not really sure why I decided to write it. I guess I was just tired of seeing Sonic fighting OC's and gods and stuff, and wanted to try my hand at making a Sonic game with a more classic plot? I dunno.
Don't feel like you have to go easy on the reviews because this is my first. Don't worry, I won't cry. Rate as harshly as you want.
After uploading the first two chapters, I noticed that deleted EVERY. SINGLE. DIVIDER. I had placed. I'm working to fix this. So please bear with me until they appear.)
(I do not own anything in this fanfic besides possibly the typed text itself, because I am a petty thief who kidnaps an official company's characters in order to throw them into a plotline of my own devising and call it a day. Sonic The Hedgehog and all related characters and media belong to Sega. Thank you.)
Life.
What is it?
For some, an opportunity. For others, a torture. For one, a game.
Sonic the Hedgehog. Hero. Blue Azure. His philosophy of life makes perfect sense to him. Others sometimes have trouble accepting it, but that's okay. It's perfectively comprehensible to him, and that's the only thing that matters.
Life is a game. A fun game, a popular game. A game with almost no rules save for the ones applied by the players. Granted, some actions would result in making a player lose quickly, But that was because of rules your fellow players had applied, not rules to the game itself. Everyone had played the game before. Many were still playing. Some disliked it and turned it off, other's had it turned off for them. You never truly knew when the end would come, but that only made it more fun. Don't waste time. Don't think, don't blink, just run.
Sonic lounged against a large palm tree. He wasn't thinking about life. He wasn't thinking about anything, he was asleep. A calm restful sleep without dreams. Around him, rabbits hopped, flickies fluttered, and pigs dashed along the green ground. Green Hill Zone. Where it had all started oh so many years ago.
History repeats itself. Time after time Sonic had found himself standing in the way of Doctor Eggman's plans. These events were a highlight in the hedgehog's life. He considered the constant challenges given by the scientist to be some sort of fun game. He almost always enjoyed them, and he ALWAYS won. Oh, at first he had been serious, yes. At first they were anything but a game. But then it became habit. Saving the world became as easy and enjoyable as eating a chili dog. The difference was that saving the world was much more beneficial, thrilling, and tended to last longer than his favorite food.
Speaking of Eggman, he had been gone for almost a year now. Eggs-for-brains had disappeared without a trace almost immediately after Sonic had stopped him the last time. That was about a year ago. In Sonic's book, That meant he wouldn't be hiding much longer. He would doubtlessly reappear soon with yet another evil plan, complete with a new set of entertaining challenges! There was no telling what the future would hold! But for now...
Sleep, hedgehog.
Sleep.
