Disclaimer: Okay, I'll make this quick: I don't own anyone other then myself. Chapter one: Just Another Night

I yawned and stretched myself. I cast my gaze to the clock on the computer one last time before turning it off.

"Midnight." I yawned. "I'm staying up WAY too late."

I looked up to the window snow was plastered to. I just let out a groan. It was early winter and a bunch of snowstorms had trapped me in my house. I wouldn't even risk trying to dig my way out the snow was so deep and cold. My parents were away at Las Vegas when the storms hit. My little brother was up the street at one of his friend's house when the first storm hit and none of us wanted to take the risk of even trying to get him back home it was so cold and since my house was near the bottom of a hill and his friend's house was near the top of the hill, he could freeze in all of that snow. I was alone in the house but the electricity and water were still running but how I had no clue.

"I better get some sleep." I grumbled as I turned off the computer.

RING!

The phone was, once again, ringing.

"Hello?" I asked in, a groggy voice.

"Hi Shelby!"

It was Mom.

"Mom, it's midnight. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, CALLING ME AT 12:00 IN THE MORNING?" I asked.

"Oh sorry dear. Are we five hours ahead or behind you?"

"Nineteen hours behind." I groaned, far too groggy to get it right.

"Right just calling to check up on you. Oh, and we think we might have found us a flight home."

"Very nice, Mom, can you tell me about it in fourteen hours?"

"I'll call again in the morning. Good night."

"Good night." I said and hung up the phone.

I turned my attention to the TV. I jumped over the back of couch and on the TV and went through the channels. Nothing good was ever on at night.

"Might as well watch a video." I grumbled.

I pressed play on the VCR, knowing what video was already in.

"Get on thing straight, 'Twan: don't ever mess with my sneaks again." I mouthed as Sonic said it.

Ever since I was seven I had loved Sonic the Hedgehog and everything about him. I sighed as I thought about the friends he also lost through out the series. When the video finally ended I noticed my backpack on the floor. I made a quick grab for it and went through what was in it.

My Sonic plushies, my favorite Sonic the Hedgehog comic books, my sonic DVDs my Gameboy Advance SP and DS, my favorite books, allergy pills, my portable CD player, some CDs, my iPod and some clothes for a sleepover I was supposed to go to before the snowstorms hit.

My eyes slowly turned back to the TV in front of me. I pulled out my largest Sonic doll and pulled the blanket on the couch over my body. I picked up the remote and turned off the VCR and TV. I cuddled my Sonic doll and slowly dozed off. I didn't even want to bother changing into my PJs since it would only make me cold.

BANG!

"WHOA!"

I fell off the couch on onto the hard floor below me.

"Ow." I mumbled, rubbing my cheek and chin where I had landed. "Stupid wooden deck."

Whenever it was cold, the deck and the sad excuse of a balcony, which where both made of wood, would make loud banging noises, and with how cold it was now, it was extremely loud.

"You think this was 'The Day After Tomorrow' from all of this." I said, referring to the movie.

BANG!

"There it goes again." I mumbled. "Dad should find a new material for those things."

BANG!

"Oh forget it!" I almost yelled.

BANG!

"I'll never get to sleep at this rate." I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

BANG!

"OKAY, I GET THE MESSAGE!" I snapped at it. I knew I was probably going nuts there was no way that the deck could talk back to me but it sure helped me feel better and it helped me blow off some steam.

I let out a quick sigh and climbed back onto the couch, hoping to at least TRY and get back to sleep.

CLANK!

I shot up from where I had been laying. That was NOT the deck or the balcony, they were made entirely of wood, this was the sound of metal, metal hitting concrete by the sound of it.

"What was that?" I whispered.

I know better then to go looking for trouble but I've learned that if you don't go looking for trouble, trouble will find YOU and I had this weird feeling that it was going to be like that this time and I was curious.

I slowly slid on my sneakers, incase there was anything broken on the floor. I got on all fours and slowly crawled behind a wall, beyond it, the basement went on by several yards, with plenty of stuff to hide under and behind.

I pinned myself against the wall behind the furnace, although the area was small, I could easily fit in it. I peeked out through the other side, there was something glowing back there, and all that was back there was a bunch of old stuff that my parents had stored there years ago, some of the stuff I didn't even know a thing about, the washing machine and dryer, a pool table that was about as old as me, maybe even older, an old rocking chair, about a dozen suitcases, but other then that, nothing interesting at all. I squinted my eyes a little in hopes of getting a better look, not much help but what I did see something glowing blue on the back wall.

"PRIORITY ONE HUMAN: LOCATED!"

I practically jumped out of my skin at the voice. I jumped out to the other side of the boiler and saw my attackers!

"SWATBOTS?!" I cried. "B…But those aren't real…are they?"

I didn't really care at the moment. I just wanted to get away. I slowly backed away from the HUGE robots before me. I pinned my back to the front of the pool table and carefully reached in.

"Yo, bot brains! Have a ball!" I yelled and hurdled the balls at them. The balls were heavy and hard, so they did some damage. I then grabbed a pool stick and started using it like a bo staff. At one point, I pushed it through the chest of one of the SWATbots. At another point, I used the pool stick like a baseball bat and knocked a head clean off!

I didn't have time to ravish in my victory because even more SWATbots started charging and I was out of balls. Genius came to my mind. I ran behind my father's work out machine and changed the weight and placed the stake in the fourth one. I grabbed a lift and pulled down hard.

"Come and get me!" I called.

One of them charged but tripped on the mat that my father kept in front of the machine for when he did sit ups. When its head was under them, I let the weights drop. Over twenty pounds of metal fell right on top of it!

CRUNCH!

"That was NOT pretty!" I happily said.

But the bots charged again. This time, I grabbed some smaller weights, two twenty pounds and two ten pounds, then I attached a bungee cord that my father kept nearby on one part of the machine and the other end to a wire and placed one of the weights in it. I pulled back and launched it! It impaled one of the SWATbots head on. I launched another this time it hit the bot through the chest. I put one that weighed ten pounds and launched it, causing the head to come right off! I was down to my last one and it weighed twenty pounds. I was out of green plastic ten, pound weights and down to one metal twenty, pound weight. I'd have to use it wise. One of the robots was coming closer. I didn't have time to think of anything else, I launched the last weight taking its head right off its shoulders!

"Hey, I'll play with you some other time!" I called and headed back into the lounge area.

I ran to the stereo system and quickly turned it on! I put it on CD three and I directed the stereos to the robots and turned it up to full blast! The music blasted from the stereos and I covered my ears as the song 'This Love' by Maroon 5 began to play.

The song had always reminded me of Shadow the Hedgehog but mostly the first line.

"I was so high I did not recognize the fire burning in her eyes, the chaos that controlled my mind." I hummed quietly.

I could see that the SWATbots couldn't stand the loud music. They were shorting out and breaking down in front of me. But it was so loud that I had to turn it off for the sake of my ears! Once it was off, I looked at the destroyed robots before me.

"Man, what are these things?" I asked, picking up a piece of one. "I mean, they do LOOK like SWATbots but they aren't real, well, not in this universe anyway."

I knew more about the universe then I let on. I knew that there were other dimensions and universes and that the worlds of Sonic the Hedgehog were only some of the many dimensions. Some may say that they weren't real but boy were they ever wrong! I knew that there were more dimensions and that meant that Sonic and his friends were real! I also knew that each world was a cross rode for other worlds. I figured that people came up with stories, and things like them such as TV shows because they had connections to that universe. I had many connections through my counter parts there, I figured that was how people came up with stories that they put themselves in. I also knew that stories that they didn't put themselves in that they had other connections. I also knew that there was a chance that Earth could be the planet Sonic and his friends lived on, only the world Sonic and his friends live on was WAY into the future, that was why the mobians there and the animals here had the same names.

I smiled going over these facts, for all I knew I could be the extremely great grandmother of Sonic the Hedgehog or maybe Tails, or Princess Sally, being Knuckles' wouldn't be so bad but I was so much like them all that it was hard to tell and on top of that, how would I know what series it may end up being? I could be the extremely great grand mother of the planet's rulers, the Royal Hedgehog Family from Sonic Underground. Extremely great grandmother of a certain blue hedgehog who had a bit of a mean streak and had no control over his super form, namely Sonic from the series Sonic the Comic, I was a bit like that one. I'd gladly be the extremely great grandmother of any of the characters but being the extremely great grandmother of a certain fat overlord was a nightmare.

"RESISTANCE IS FUTILE!"

I gasped and turned my head. There were more and one of them raised their arm. I guess I thought it was going to shoot a laser at me so I ran. Instead of a laser, a net flew out. I tried to run faster when I saw the net but it was faster then I thought. It covered my body and trapped me.

"What's going on here?" I managed to ask.

The next thing I knew, a brown bag was thrown over me. I began thrashing about, trying to escape.

"C'mon you cowards, fight me like a real man!" I said.

The SWATbots didn't listen to me and stuffed me into a brown bag.

"What are we gonna do with her?" A voice asked. It wasn't robotic.

"Take her to the doctor and have some tests done on her, she's not normal. She managed to take out all of these SWATbots on her own." A smarter voice said.

I could see his shadow cast over the sack, I was in a direct path with it. I smiled evilly and started swinging the bag closer and closer until it hit him and I managed to grab something, it wasn't the target but I still applied pressure. It felt like a…tail?

"I'll make it stop if you let me go!" I yelled. I knew I was pretty much asking for death but it was worth a good shot.

"You gonna let me go?" I demanded.

"NO!" He cried.

"Alright it's your loss." I said. If I couldn't deal with him, I'd scare him into letting me go.

"WHAT?!" He asked. "You wouldn't!"

"Wanna bet?" I asked and squeezed tighter.

"NO!"

"Alright." I said and squeezed.

"NEVER!"

"You're loss." I said again and squeezed.

"You've got one last chance!" I told him. "You don't let me go and you're probably going to be in SO much pain!" If that didn't scare him nothing would.

"ALRIGHT! JUST LET GO!" He yelled.

I released his body and I slowly swung back and forth.

"Now let me go!" I demanded.

"Ha! Do you think I'm going to let you go now that I'm free?" He asked but I could easily hear the pain in his voice. I swung the bag and kicked him where I had been holding him. He cried out in pain and I smirked in victory.

"You know, once I'm out of here, you're never going to be able to feel between your legs again, the both of you." I told them.

"You say that now, but once the doctor gets his hands on you, you're going to be so sorry." The first one said.

"If you let me out of here, I'll take you both on!" I snapped.

"HEY! WHAT ABOUT ME!" A third voice said.

"I'LL TAKE ON ALL THREE OF YOU!" I snapped.

That wasn't going to happen. I thrashed as much as I possibly could, trying to escape. I didn't take well to being held still or against my will for that matter.

"If you don't let me out of here right now, I'm going to get very, very, very rough with you!" I warned.

"Not like you already are." The third voice said.

"Want me to make it worse?" I asked. "Where are you taking me anyways?"

"We're taking you in under order of Dr. Eggman." The first voice said and something in my mind clicked.

"Wait, if you're taking me to the doctor, which is impossible, then that makes you three some of his followers! Who are you?" I snapped.

"You're not quite as stupid as you seem, huh?" The first voice asked. "We're Fang, Bean, and Bark, girly."

"What you call me?" I yelled.

"You heard me, kid. Now shut up!" Fang said, hitting the sack.

"Come on! I'll take you all on!" I challenged.

"You think she can really do that, Fang?" Bean asked.

"Of course not, you fool. She isn't that strong." Fang said.

"Then how'd I tear those SWATbots apart so easily?" I asked. "I could probably take you all on!"

"I'd like to see you try." Fang said.

"You want me to squeeze you again?" I threatened.

"Oh, no thank you." He said, slowly backing off.

I thrashed as much as I possibly could, I wasn't going without a fight! There was a strange glowing near the front of the sack. I put all of my energy into getting my head out of the sack and looking out. I saw a sort of swirling vortex, it was an aqua green, aqua blue color and there was something about it I didn't like.

"Get back in there!" Bark said and pushed my head back into the sack.

I kept on thrashing about, not giving an inch. The light from the vortex seemed to be getting more intense and I knew we were headed for it. Soon the light was all around us that meant we were inside. I began to feel a little…strange, to say the least. In almost an instant, it was almost totally dark. A blast of terrible smells met me head on. I was used to pollution, Lorain had some of that and most of it came from the steal mills. But I still hated it. We had arrived.