The 8th Emerald
Chapter 1
Power
3 hedgehogs walked down into a gigantic crater carrying walking sticks and stern looks on their faces. If this was what they thought it was, then the entire world could be at stake. The sound of feet shuffling was loud because of the complete silence at the site. Finally they made it to an oddly colored rock that was glowing and the smell of brimstone filled the air. One of the hedgehogs tapped it and it suddenly cracked open like splitting a very fragile eggshell. Inside was a small emerald, no bigger than a palm of ones hand. The same hedgehog carefully picked it up and examined it with his eyes squinting down at it. He shook his head.
"I'm afraid that for once my senses evaded me," he went into a coughing fit. "This is in fact a 8th emerald, and it indeed stores great power."
The silver hedgehog turned to the others.
"You are becoming quite old," a purple haired hedgehog spoke. "We do not blame you for not finding it sooner." He stared at the yellow hedgehog beside him who nodded.
"Either way, I'm afraid we are too late. Sooner or later this emerald will go into the wrong hands." As the silver one spoke he seemed to be losing his voice. "Alas! I already sense the presence of another being drawing close! We must hide, quickly!"
All three of them snapped their fingers and immediately became transparent. They slipped behind the large cracked rock and watched as a black hedgehog made his way into the crater. He wore an angry look, but it changed quickly when he saw the emerald lying on the ground. He placed it in his palm, wondering what it was doing there and if it held any sort of power. Nonetheless he hid it in a small bag he carried at his waist. The bag was already full of diamonds and jewels of many kinds. Then he quickly left the crater and disappeared. The hedgehogs came out from their places and became once again visible.
"That hedgehog indeed had a dark aura around him," The yellow one exclaimed. "I believe he was the one Fern told us about. Isn't it Fern?"
"Indeed it was," the silver hedgehog (fern) again spoke. "We must not get involved in the affairs of the chaos emeralds though. The rules clearly stop us from interfering with matters as dangerous as that. Best leave it to the magi."
The yellow hedgehog (manduri) nodded to the purple hedgehog (lynn) who did not seem to agree.
"But the magi are miles away! Who knows what sort of magic that hedgehog can get out of the emerald? He could destroy Angel Island for all we know! And then the Master Emerald would be destroyed."
"Lynn you shouldn't think about such extreme actions this hedgehog may make. We have yet to even know if it will unlock the emeralds power. But we know one thing for sure, the magi are going to have a field day over this one," fern sighed. "They've been itching to get another quest. I suppose they now have that quest. But we do not have many magi left since the massacre."
"Wait, how many are remaining of the magi?" Manduri asked.
"I'm afraid only 5 remain," Fern sighed. "It is a low number. If in fact that hedgehog can unlock the emeralds power, the magi may fail, and the world will die."
To Be Continued...