A/N: It is recommended, but not required, to read Sonic Origins first.
Disclaimer: If I owned Sonic, why would I write a Fan Fiction?
Chosen
Power…
Is something many people chose to seek.
And those that have power…
Chose to use it.
Whether for good or for evil…
Many want power and make many choices to pursue it.
But sometimes…
There are those…
That are
Chosen…
Chapter 1:
Eggman sat in the cockpit of his latest invention. It had large arms and no legs and was heavily armored and weaponized.
"You lose Sonic!" Eggman bragged smugly. "There's no way you'll beat me now!"
Sonic just smirks and closes his eyes. The Chaos Emeralds appear around him and began circling; Eggman began to worry. Sonic began drawing on their power like he usually did, but something was wrong. The energy was wild and didn't seem like it could be controlled. Sonic tried to stop the transformation, but it was too late. With a flash of light, the emeralds entered his body.
Sonic stood in his Super form, but it seemed off. His spikes were more disorderly and looked sharper. Super Sonic smiled, but it one his usually cocky smile. It was one that spoke of a lust for violence and a sick pleasure that it was about to come to past. Eggman panicked and immediately began firing all his weapons at the glowing yellow hedgehog, but none had any affect.
Super Sonic's smile widens and he flew forward. He cut right through the robot, leaving a giant hole. Eggman disconnected from his now useless machine and tried to make his escape. Super Sonic appeared in front of him and released a bolt of energy. The capsule exploded, Eggman couldn't have survived.
"Sonic!" said Tails in shock. "What did you do?"
Super Sonic turned to the young two-tailed fox. He flew toward him, his fist raised…
Sonic awoke with a start, placing his hand over his furiously beating heart. After a few deep breaths, Sonic calmed down and slowly lay back on his bed.
That's the third time this week that I've had this nightmare. Sonic thought to himself. And I don't know how many times before that. They just keep getting worse. What could they mean? I don't see how I could lose control of the emeralds… but how much do we really know about them? Could I really hurt Tails? I need some air.
Sonic got out of bed and put on his socks and his famous red and white sneakers. He opened the door quietly and tiptoed through the house as to not wake Tails. He went out the front door and took off at full speed into the night.
Sonic ran over mountains and through fields, not really caring where he was going but letting the rush of the wind and speed calm his nerves. Sonic never felt better than when he was running. As he ran through the sleeping world, Sonic began to relax and decided that his nightmare had been nothing more than that… a nightmare. Eggman hadn't been stirring up too much trouble, but that just meant he was planning something. When he did strike, Sonic would be ready to stop him as usual.
Sonic soon slowed to a stop and looked around, trying to figure out where he was. He noticed a structure to his right as one he hadn't been to in years. With a shrug he walked over to the large fallen airplane that had once been his home. He had woken up there, with no memories of his family and no clues as to who he was other than his name. He had become friends with the people of Green Hill and it was here that he had first met Eggman.
It had been a lonely time for Sonic, not having a family, but that was before he met Tails and his other friends. Now he barely thought about his past and missing memories, happy with his new family. Sonic climbed through the plane, remembering all the time he spent there, and hopped on top of a tree to watch the sunrise.
It was beautiful, watching the sun paint the sky with all the colors. As the first rays of sun hit Sonic, his body began to warm and his tension was all washed away. But something kept nagging at the back of his mind, that there was more to the dream than just a nightmare but he couldn't figure out what.
A familiar gleam caught his eye. Sonic turned to see the glow of a Chaos Emerald below him. Sonic immediately began making his way toward it. The blue Chaos Emerald was lying on top of a rock. Sonic reached out for it, but stopped when he noticed his hand was shacking.
Come on Sonic he chastised himself. It's just a Chaos Emerald. You've used these a million times and nothing bad ever happened so get a hold of yourself!
Sonic picked up the emerald.
He sighed in relief, but then the emerald flared brightly, filling his head with visions of the Master Emerald shrine on the floating island.
Come to the floating islanda woman's voice whispered. And you fill find the answers you seek…
Sonic nearly dropped the emerald as the visions vanished.
What was that about? Sonic wondered. Why did that voice sound so familiar? Guess I'll find out.
And with a shrug, Sonic raced off to Tails' workshop.