Sonic Lost His Career

Sonic The Hedgehog was once a buzzing image of the game world. Known across the globe as the Blue Blur. But the world of games was about to lose the fuzzy blue speed machine. Recent games under the Sonic title have been selling less and less and the 'sold' number would eventually become nonexistent in the market. Sega just could not produce the game qualities that could match up to the number of Grand Theft Auto or Call Of Duty and most importantly of the quality to their former rival Mario, the short, fat, jumping plumber. What would become of the speedy hedgehog? This is the story of that.

A knock on the door of the Board of Sega echoed into the room. All the well-dressed officials began to shuffle through their papers. One of the administrators opened the door and Sonic, young swift hog, walked in. His hands were behind his head and his eyes were closed with a cool smile across his face. Sonic hopped into the chair at the far left end of the table. The chair spun slowly around clockwise and when it came to a stop facing the board members Sonic said in a confident voice, "Okay guys, what new game are we making? Do I get another sword to play with?"

"Well, no Sonic, no new sword." Said the board member to his right.

"Drat. That was fun. Oh, am I teaming up with that plumber?"

"Negative." Said the one on the left.

"No? I was sure that was going to happen this year! Wait, I know what this is . . ." Sonic assured the staff.

"You do?"

"Yeah. You're finally bringing the Death Egg to 3-D! I've been telling Tails, 'Tails. You know what'd be good? A chance to get back into the Death Egg! That's what we need!' and of course tells is like, 'No - no. What we need is better game-play and new moves not som-"

"Sonic," The one at the other end of the table cut him off, "this meeting isn't about making a new game."

"Really?" Sonic asked, "Then what is it about?"

"Your contract." The one at the end answered.

"Well, you don't have to bring me in hear to renegotiate, I would've been happy to at my own trailer." Sonic said nervously.

"No. We're not renegotiating, Sonic, we're cancelling it."

"Canceling?! But why?!" Sonic asked in shock

"Sonic, have you seen your games lately?"

"Yeah, the suck. That's not my fault, I don't have the control of what I star in. And besides, look at Grand Theft Auto, it same crap over and over but everyone loves it." Sonic complained.

"What RockStar does is their own business. This is us."

"Well, why don't 'us' listen to me! I have ideas for games that could do a lot better than what you guys been trying to pull off!" Sonic stated.

"Sorry, but your image has already been tainted. No one is buying your games."

"Bull! Have you seen the sells number for Sonic and The Secret Ring? Over two-million copies!"

"Fan-boys and fan-girls is not what a profit makes, Sonic. I'm sorry Sonic, but we're cutting you lose, this is our final decision."

Sonic jaw dropped and he tilted his head downward. The room silenced and the man on the right of him pulled out his checkbook and wrote something down. He ripped out his check and handed it to Sonic.

"We had a good run. We don't want you to go empty handed. Here's $20,000 to help you start a new life as a civilian." Said the check man.

Sonic took the check and stared at it. His teeth clench, his grip tighten and then he tore the check down the middle, wadded both ends and through it on the table.

"I don't want your filthy money!" Sonic shouted, "You idiots just made the dumbest career move ever!" Sonic jumped back onto the floor and stormed out of the office while saying, "I don't need you! I don't need anybody! I'm Sonic The Hedgehog!" The door slammed shut behind him.