THE DEADLINE HAS PASSED! YOU MAY NOT SEND IN MORE STUFF!
PLEASE ONLY SEND MYSTERIES TO ME VIA PM MESSAGING! UNLESS YOU DO NOT HAVE AN ACCOUNT, DO NOT REVIEW WITH A MYSTERY!
All right, guys! I'm back! I know a few of you were sort of waiting for this…so here's the prologue. When I am no longer accepting any mysteries or any ideas, there will be a notice. In the prologue thingy too, so people don't just skip everything and not read.
PLEASE NOTE I WILL ONLY BE ACCEPTING 5 MORE MYSTERIES, AND THE DEADLINE IS AUGUST 11, 2012. IF YOUR MYSTERY IS NOT CHOSEN, PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME A HARD TIME. I MAY COMBINE A FEW IDEAS INTO ONE.
Ok, anyway, if you do send in mysteries, guidelines are here:
Mystery name:
OC Name(Or already invented character. If you want an already invented character, disregard this entire thing and just send in a name and mystery you want):
Gender:
Age:
Species:
Description:
Mystery you would like me to write/any pointers or anything:
I will not kill off main characters, but everyone else is sort of fair game. If you're new to this series of stuff, in The Detective Agency, I killed off Fiona Fox on a request. And I'm regretting it. Oh, well. Also keep everything in the 'T' range. If you send in something…outrageously bloody or something, expect me to tone it down.
Ok, well, now onto the story. Re-cap of what happened at the end of the last one right here:
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More fireworks were launched into the air in an explosion of colour. Sonic shakily stood and headed over towards where Scourge had fallen.
He was lying on a large rock, struggling to crawl away but pitching to the side in a loud moan. Sonic approached him and stopped, horrified.
The knife that Scourge had used to try and kill him with was imbedded in his back to the left of his spine, the blade protruding from his stomach.
"You…you've won this battle…but not…the war…" Scourge gasped. "I'll…get you…Just wait."
"We've got to get you to a hospital."
"No!" Scourge coughed. "Never! Chaos…Chaos Control!"
He vanished in a flash of light, leaving behind the Emerald.
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It was, of course; raining very, very hard. Scourge couldn't see three inches in front of his face and the rain stung his wound terribly, washing his blood away in a tiny stream. He couldn't walk, only crawl towards…wherever. Anywhere was better than where he was previously. The knife's hilt stuck out of his back, the end of the blade protruding from his stomach. Ironic how he was brought down with his own weapon.
Scourge's arm gave out and he lay on his side, rain drowning out all cries of help. He had no idea where he was…or if he'd even live to see the end of the rainfall. His vision was growing darker by the second, the pain dulled by approaching death.
He shut his eyes tightly, hoping that it didn't have to last much longer. Just as his hearing was slipping away, he made out the sound of footsteps. Adrenaline shot through him, giving him the last of his dying strength to stay conscious.
"What do we have here?" A smooth, calm voice asked no one in particular.
"H…help…" Scourge muttered, trying to draw in a deep breath.
"I have no intention of helping you of all people, Scourge."
Scourge had no idea who the stranger was. He only knew he was fast approaching complete darkness, where the light wouldn't shine again. He gritted his teeth together, managing to stifle a moan of pain.
"But then again…you know something I don't." The stranger said.
Scourge couldn't spare the energy to respond. His vision was going again, this time completely white. Death made the rain and the stranger's voice contort so it sounded like they were on the other side of a tunnel.
The rescuer had retrieved Scourge's limp body from the mud, carrying him to some unknown location. Scourge couldn't feel anything anymore…it was though he was lying on pure air. The stranger was talking to him, but he only caught bits and pieces of what he was saying: "…Awake…help…knife…Chaos…lucky…"
Scourge couldn't make out the next part. But before he completely lost consciousness, he caught what he believed to be a name: "…Nazo…"
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"You know, it's sort of weird…" Charmy thought.
"What, you?" Vector asked.
"No, the fact that we really wanted mysteries to come our way, and we got that. Then all we wanted was a break. We got that. And now we want more mysteries."
Espio rolled his eyes and flipped through random channels on the TV.
"It's like a never ending cycle! A paradox!" Charmy exclaimed, jumping up from the couch and flying in circles. "It'll continue like this for the rest of our lives! What will we do?!"
"Sit down and shut up." Espio growled.
"I don't see how that's going to solve any mysteries or give us breaks." Charmy put his hands on his hips.
"Sit down and shut up or the police will be on the mystery of why you're taking a permanent break."
"Oh, ok. That's a good enough reason." Charmy sat down on the armrest and picked at some loose fabric.
From the other room came a loud crash. The Chaotix Agency's boss, Lordoftheghostking28, or GhostKing for short, was attempting to make something edible to eat. The last time this happened, they ended up ordering pizza, using three fire extinguishers and watching football.
"Ignore that!" GhostKing called.
"What is she doing?" Vector asked, casting a nervous glance in the direction of the kitchen.
"I'd rather not know." Espio sighed.
GhostKing came running into the TV room. The dark trench coat she normally wore was smoldering and her floppy detective hat thing was slightly on fire. "Where's the fire extinguisher?"
"AAAAGH!" Vector leapt up and ran towards the kitchen. "What did you do?!"
"I set a corndog on fire!" GhostKing ran after him.
Espio and Charmy exchanged glances. "Note to self: never let GhostKing cook. She's a great boss, but horrible in the kitchen." Espio said.
"Yeah." Charmy agreed.
Vector came back. "We're ordering pizza."
"HURRAY!" Charmy cheered.
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I bet you all know where this is going. But I don't. So this should be awesome! Send in your mysteries, guys!
PS: if you use proper grammar and spelling, you're more likely to be picked.
Hasta la Vista, Readers!
Lordoftheghostking28