"Rupture"

REBELS of the MOBIAN RESTORATION

{A Retelling/Novelization based on the Sonic the Hedgehog canons}

A blue Mobian hedgehog faced the wasteland of Robotropolis, his green eyes bright against the darkness.

All that trash. Just dumped out. Just like the citizens of New Mobius, trapped in the factories inside that city. Used up and dumped out. Just like Robotnik was going to do to Mobia and him and the entire planet—

The hedgehog lifted his chin. He'd been given Speed for a reason. He couldn't let things happen.

Hang in there, Knux. We're coming.

"Sock it to me, Tails, we don't got all night," Sonic hissed. He smirked.

As if on cue, Tails' voice came in over the walkie talkie strapped to Sonic's chest. "You'll have seven seconds before the next surveillance bot, Sonic….wait for it…"

Sonic planted one foot behind him, grinding his red sneakers into the forest floor. Bunnie, sitting securely in Sonic's arms, tightened her grip around Sonic's neck and her robotic legs locked into place.

"Three…" Tails finished, "…Two…Now!"

Speed.

It was like every muscle in the hedgehog's body pulled in on itself and held taut. The ground ripped out from beneath his feet, his sense of perception tripling its usual intake. He cut through the wall of air before him, leaving dust and dirt behind.

He wasn't going super fast, or anything. He had to be careful not to break the sound barrier and crack a sonic boom out in this dump. From the forest to Robotropolis, he had to cross two miles of open space in seven seconds, under the cover of night. The run would have been too easy if there hadn't been the mounds of old appliances, building remains, and factory machinery in his way. The wasteland was like a small city in itself.

The cyborg rabbit clinging to his neck let out an uncertain laugh and held on tighter as they bolted over an old table.

Sonic grit his teeth, mentally counted the seconds in his head. …Four…five…

He had to move it. He pushed on his Speed, and ripped into a clearing. The hedgehog leapt, rolling and curling up around Bunnie, sending his body shooting over the ground in a blue, spiked ball.

Six.

He uncurled, onto his feet and kept running. A red oven was close, half buried in the ground.

"Sonic, one's coming." Tails voice whispered over the walkie talkie.

Sonic skidded to a stop in front of the oven. He yanked up the top and dove inside, pulling it shut behind him with a bang.

Sonic hit the ground and froze, wincing against the noise. They were engulfed in darkness.

"Phew, nice one 'cept for the entrance…" Bunnie murmured. She clicked open the panel on her watch, letting the green glow from the clock face cast some light on the inside of the "oven."

Of course, the oven was just the prop on top of the ground. Underneath the oven lay a short tunnel to the sewage system. They had managed to dig it out one crazy night. At least there hadn't been surveillance bots circling around Robotropolis back then.

Sonic glanced down the tunnel, half-crouched. He scuttled further down, pricking his ears forward. "Looks clear."

"I'll take it from here, Sa'nic," Bunnie grinned, her raspy voice as congenial and reassuring as ever. She ran her hand through her honey-blonde shock of hair and over her droopy rabbit ears. "If anythin' messes with me, I'll just go robo on 'em."

Sonic smirked. He glanced over his shoulder, his eyes still bright. "You do that, Bunnie." He said it like an order. He held out his fist to her.

Bop, top, swack, side, clasp, down, thumbs-up.

Bunnie pulled her robotic arm out of the handshake, smiling. She let out a quick puff of air and pulled a gas mask from her backpack. "All righty, here I go."

Sonic saluted as he backed up, pushing against the oven door.

Bunnie's light faded as she turned and began to travel down the tunnel.

Sonic snatched at the walkie talkie strapped to his chest.

"Tails, give me another one," Sonic hissed.

A voice came in through the static. "Sure thing. Get ready."

Sonic's shoulders relaxed a little. There was still a part of Sonic that leaped inside when he heard Tails respond, still there, still safe.

He tapped his foot and crossed his arms, waiting.

"One just past…now!"

Sonic cannon-balled out through the oven door, kicked it shut, and charged back to base.

Sonic rolled to a halt at the edge of the forest, optimism blaring in his senses. He whipped out of the somersault with a double handspring-spin dash and landed with a thump on both feet.

Not far, at the edge of the forest sat an old bulldozer laying on its side, half covered in moss. A young Mobian fox with two tails crouched on the rim of a shattered. The minute Sonic shot into the clearing, his eyes lit up and he stood to his feet.

"Sonic!" The fox jumped, propelling his two tails behind him like the blades of a helicopter, the motion catching his fall. He hit the ground, sprinted to Sonic, jumped onto the hedgehog's back, and wrapped his arms, legs and tails around Sonic's waist.

"Woah, you ready, bro?" Sonic coughed, almost staggering off balance. Even if Tails was unusually small and light for his age, he was twelve now and still growing.

"Yeah," Tails said, his voice tight. He clutched the handheld radar system. His large blue eyes shone in the darkness as he watched the screen. "The pattern's been a little more random tonight—"

"—we gotta move, just tell me when we can go." Sonic tapped his foot, thirty-four taps in a second.

The fox held the radar system to his face. He raised his eyes to the wasteland beyond. "One's passing now," he whispered. "Ready…Go!"

Sonic rocketed for a second time over the wasteland. Tails still clung to his back, staring at the radar feed.

Everything was going great for two seconds. Then Tail's voice blared into Sonic's ear over the sound of the rushing air. "One's coming, we need cover right now!"

A jolt of shock ran through Sonic and some of his head quills unsheathed. There was no way they could make it to the oven in time. He sighted a broken metal writing desk on the edge of his peripheral vision. Sonic thrust his legs out, half skidding, half spinning to a stop. He caught himself on all fours and scrambled beneath the desk.

"You're kidding?" Sonic hissed, scooting back as far as he could.

"Think they're onto us?" Tails tumbled off of Sonic's back, blinking in shock at the radar screen. He swiped his forelocks out of his blue eyes, starting to breathe heavier. "Think they found Bunnie-?"

"Shh!" Sonic snapped.

A spherical surveillance bot whipped overhead, its white beams flashing on and off over the trash beneath. Sonic shot his legs out from beneath him and he dropped onto his stomach. He clamped his hand over Tail's head and pulled him close, both of them flattening.

Sonic's ears cocked, his senses straining as far out as they could.

The bot had found them.

Something cracked from above them—a missile launch—

"Heat sensor alarm triggered. Organic lifeform present-"

Sonic's mind whirred. He inwardly switched on his Speed, every muscle in his body contracting, and he shot out from beneath the desk. Sonic dashed up the tumbling wall of an ancient apartment, then launched himself outwards, straight towards the bot.

He had one agonizing second in midair, waiting for the impact. He turned in on himself, gathering his breath, making sure he hit shoes first.

Pain shot up Sonic's legs as he smashed into the bot, sending it spinning out of its course, reeling to the ground.

Second two.

Sonic hit the ground rolling. With his speed, Sonic saw that the heat missile had been launched at the desk—and Tails.

The hedgehog whipped two glowing golden rings free from the belts on his tunic. He thrust them out with both hands and rings rocketed from his grasp, humming and pulsing, growing in size.

The first ring crashed into the still-downed bot and encircled it like a lasso, holding it steady. The second ring arced alongside the heat-seeking missile, blinding and drawing it away from Tails.

Three.

Sonic grinned to himself as he pulled the second ring back around and let the missile follow the bait, away from Tails…and towards the captive bot.

Sonic made a flinging motion with his hand and the second ring smashed into the machine.

And of course, the missile followed.

Crack. A grin crossed the hedgehog's face as the bot exploded. He kept his speed on, letting his heightened senses fully experience the wave of heat and energy that hit him head on. The center of the explosion was too bright for him to look at, but he could watch the different rays shooting out from the center. The metal particles from the bot twisted, burning, breaking lose, shooting off in all directions. Nothing but shrapnel.

Shrapnel that would never shoot at him or Tails or anyone else again.

The light from the explosion died, leaving a cloud of metal scrap and dust rushing towards him.

Four seconds.

Sonic let his speed relax and the cloud appeared to come at him faster. He dropped to his knees and curled up. His spikes caught the shower of metal particles and dust.

Sonic let go of his speed completely, his wiry body relaxing. He uncurled, and spun around, green eyes wide.

"Tails?"

He leapt to his feet and sprinted over to an old metal trash can laying on its side.

Tails crouched inside, his eyes huge, ears cocked, both tails wound around himself.

"All clear, Tails, come on, we've gotta scram-!" Sonic snatched up the trash can.

"Thanks, Sonic," Tails popped his head out, his blue eyes wide. Shaken. "Let's get out of here," he said. He tumbled out of the trash can, almost sending it rolling on its side.

Sonic stopped it with his foot and snatched Tails, pulling him over his shoulder. The fox clambered onto Sonic's back once again as Sonic shot several glances across the horizon.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught some wording on the side of the can. New Mobius Smelting Agency. Warning: Heat Resistant Bin. Though outside of bin will appear cold, contents may burn. Empty with caution.

Sonic smirked back at the fox leaning over his shoulder. "Hiding from a heat-seeking missile in a thermos, huh?" Sonic snapped out, his eyes sharp.

"I saw it from under the desk-it probably wouldn't have worked," Tails said.

"Not bad in theory, but we ain't sticking around to test it."

Sonic crouched down to spring, then bolted across the junkyard.

FINAL UPDATE, 10/27/2018

This is the final update, guys. This chapter is done. I do not plan to work on it ever again in my entire life. XD This is such a happy weird feeling. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! If you're new to the story, read below for more info. ;-)

UPDATED, 10/10/17.

ORIGINAL (with edits):

Thanks for stopping by and reading! Some of you may have already read "Remember," in which case you already know how this works. But for those who don't-this story doesn't exist within one of the Sonic canons. ;-) This series is a Novelization/Retelling based off of Sonic's concept. There are references to some of the canons that have inspired this story (Satam, AdventuresoStH, Sonic Boom, Archie comics) hidden throughout the story, but the story world and most of the character backstories are original. Some characters are original too, and the canon characters' personalities have been worked with a lot, so they may feel very different from the canon characters. If retellings suite your taste, I hope you enjoy!

This episode is part of the "Rebels of the Mobian Restoration" saga (more info on my page!). There is also a book before this called "Remember," and it is a collection of stories of Sonic as a seven year old, before things went crazy. It's not essential to Rupture, but it might give the reader a better understanding of what's going on and give some hints as to some of the future conflicts to come.

You can also find the final drafts of these stories with art on Wattpad! See my page for the link.

Thank you again for reading! :-D

His grace is sufficient for me, His power is perfected in my weakness,

Constance/Connie

P.S. One word of warning to all the passionate shippers out there! This story has a Sonally theme, but I haven't totally slammed or ditched Amy Rose either… ;-D