In the lush meadows at the base of the Green Hill Zone lies a small village, Knothole, populated entirely by animals. Once heralded as a peaceful village, the ideal place to raise a family, as of late strange happenings have befallen this remote hamlet. The resident animals are afraid to leave the village alone because recently there have been many strange dissapearances.. villagers vanishing without a trace in and around the GHZ. No one knows for sure what the source of the dissapearances is, but a few animals have reported sightings of robotic creatures in the areas around the village at night. It is a troubling time indeed for Knothole's residents, but of course there are some people that never have worries, or so it seems...
The afternoon sun glimmered off pair of thick 80's style sunglasses, their donner casually sipping his lemonade, rocking slightly back and forth in his favorite hammock, comic book resting on his lap. Though he had spent all his life in Knothole, most didnt know his real name. His nickname was Sonic because he was one who posessed great speed on foot. He was a carefree blue-furred hedgehog who lived on the edge of the village with his young fox friend, Miles. Sonic was a very ambient fellow, those who knew him liked him very much for his cool composure and strong sense of righteousness. He had taken Miles in after both of Miles' parents had dissapeared in the GHZ. He didnt not make a very good father figure for he was only a few years older than Miles, but he was a good role model; Miles looked up to him like an older brother.
Sonic did have one flaw, his flamboyance. The hedgehog loved to show off using his speed, often creating quite a spectacle for the other villagers. Most all were impressed with his displays of speed, especially Miles who often tried to keep up with Sonic... but couldn't. Sonic lived his life from day to day, caring not for the past and looking only towards the future. But as he sipped his lemonade he could not keep his focus on the comic book before him; his mind was occupied.
Up until a few years prior, there had been one human who lived with the animals in knothole. His name was Ivo. Ivo was a rather rotund indivual who at first was very friendly and welcoming to all the villagers. Everybody liked him, he was so kind that it was hard not to. At christmas he would dress up as Santa Claus and visit all of the young animals. Ivo was a technological genius. He spent much of his time locked away in his house on the egde of town, tinkering with his latest inventions. He was an accomplished electrician, he had been responsible for wiring knothole with electricity, but his true love lied in robotics. Ivo loved to create artificial life, and he was very talented at it.
As the years went by, Ivo seemed to gradually break away from the rest of the villagers. He was seen less and less of until one day without telling anyone, he left the village. No one was quite sure why he left, but those who knew him best had some ideas. As Ivo experimented more and more with his robots his fondness for them grew and his respect for all things organic diminished. It seemed he cherished his ariticial creations more than natural life.. to the point where he believed them to be superior. And so one day he dissapeared. The villagers searched his hut and concluded that he had gone to the area known as the Scrap Brain Zone - the ruins of the last great human civilization.
Sonic had never liked Ivo, something about the man seemed off to him. Maybe it was his appearance; Ivo was not an attractive man. His long thin limbs connected to a giant egg-shaped body. His moustache shot out from under his coke bottle glasses, appearing as if he'd been electrocuted. Whatever the reason, ever since his leaving Sonic distrusted him even more, and now that villagers were dissapearing, Sonic's suspicion was even higher.
"Sonic! Sonic!" A distant voice, gradually growing nearer, broke his train of thought. He looked to his left as an orange figure skidded to a stop before him. Miles looked exasperated and out of breath.
"Whats up Miles?" Sonic asked, intrigued by Miles' expression. "You look upset."
"Dont call me Miles, I hate that name.." was the initial response. After a brief pause he spoke again. "Sonic.. I heard it's happened again." Sonic gave Miles a perplexed look, but before he could ask what, his question was answered. "Someone's gone missing..."
Before Miles could continue Sonic jumped up from the hammock, his lemonade spilling onto the ground. "I'm going," he said.
"Going...?"
"I can't take it anymore, too many good people are being taken.. and I think I might know who's behind it. What I'm sure of is I need to put a stop to it before it happens again." Miles was taken aback.
"Sonic, you cant go! What if you never come back? What would I do..." Sonic paused for a moment and thought. He rested his hand on Miles' shoulder.
"Come on, bro, do you really think they could catch me?" he asked with a smile. Miles just lightly shook his head, his gaze was focused on his feet. "I'll be back in a few days, just wait for me. I'll never stop running..."
The afternoon sun glimmered off pair of thick 80's style sunglasses, their donner casually sipping his lemonade, rocking slightly back and forth in his favorite hammock, comic book resting on his lap. Though he had spent all his life in Knothole, most didnt know his real name. His nickname was Sonic because he was one who posessed great speed on foot. He was a carefree blue-furred hedgehog who lived on the edge of the village with his young fox friend, Miles. Sonic was a very ambient fellow, those who knew him liked him very much for his cool composure and strong sense of righteousness. He had taken Miles in after both of Miles' parents had dissapeared in the GHZ. He didnt not make a very good father figure for he was only a few years older than Miles, but he was a good role model; Miles looked up to him like an older brother.
Sonic did have one flaw, his flamboyance. The hedgehog loved to show off using his speed, often creating quite a spectacle for the other villagers. Most all were impressed with his displays of speed, especially Miles who often tried to keep up with Sonic... but couldn't. Sonic lived his life from day to day, caring not for the past and looking only towards the future. But as he sipped his lemonade he could not keep his focus on the comic book before him; his mind was occupied.
Up until a few years prior, there had been one human who lived with the animals in knothole. His name was Ivo. Ivo was a rather rotund indivual who at first was very friendly and welcoming to all the villagers. Everybody liked him, he was so kind that it was hard not to. At christmas he would dress up as Santa Claus and visit all of the young animals. Ivo was a technological genius. He spent much of his time locked away in his house on the egde of town, tinkering with his latest inventions. He was an accomplished electrician, he had been responsible for wiring knothole with electricity, but his true love lied in robotics. Ivo loved to create artificial life, and he was very talented at it.
As the years went by, Ivo seemed to gradually break away from the rest of the villagers. He was seen less and less of until one day without telling anyone, he left the village. No one was quite sure why he left, but those who knew him best had some ideas. As Ivo experimented more and more with his robots his fondness for them grew and his respect for all things organic diminished. It seemed he cherished his ariticial creations more than natural life.. to the point where he believed them to be superior. And so one day he dissapeared. The villagers searched his hut and concluded that he had gone to the area known as the Scrap Brain Zone - the ruins of the last great human civilization.
Sonic had never liked Ivo, something about the man seemed off to him. Maybe it was his appearance; Ivo was not an attractive man. His long thin limbs connected to a giant egg-shaped body. His moustache shot out from under his coke bottle glasses, appearing as if he'd been electrocuted. Whatever the reason, ever since his leaving Sonic distrusted him even more, and now that villagers were dissapearing, Sonic's suspicion was even higher.
"Sonic! Sonic!" A distant voice, gradually growing nearer, broke his train of thought. He looked to his left as an orange figure skidded to a stop before him. Miles looked exasperated and out of breath.
"Whats up Miles?" Sonic asked, intrigued by Miles' expression. "You look upset."
"Dont call me Miles, I hate that name.." was the initial response. After a brief pause he spoke again. "Sonic.. I heard it's happened again." Sonic gave Miles a perplexed look, but before he could ask what, his question was answered. "Someone's gone missing..."
Before Miles could continue Sonic jumped up from the hammock, his lemonade spilling onto the ground. "I'm going," he said.
"Going...?"
"I can't take it anymore, too many good people are being taken.. and I think I might know who's behind it. What I'm sure of is I need to put a stop to it before it happens again." Miles was taken aback.
"Sonic, you cant go! What if you never come back? What would I do..." Sonic paused for a moment and thought. He rested his hand on Miles' shoulder.
"Come on, bro, do you really think they could catch me?" he asked with a smile. Miles just lightly shook his head, his gaze was focused on his feet. "I'll be back in a few days, just wait for me. I'll never stop running..."