Yo, this is my first Sonic type story ever. I mostly did Megaman until one
of my friends got me back into Sonic. Enjoy.
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Mena raced down the streets, eyes wide in fright. Why did she have to choose Sonic, the fastest living being, to steal from? Why? He wasn't even sweating; hell, he was only jogging while she was running as fast as she could. Already she had dropped the wallet and he had grabbed it. but he held a grudge.
"Get back here, thief! Thief! Get back here," Sonic shouted, anger in his voice. Mena just ran on, knowing to reply would take breath. The black hedgehog glanced around before deciding and raced into a house, and through, leaving a family bewildered, staring as they saw a streak of black.
She jumped up onto the roof and huddled there. The thief watched Sonic race under, and away. Settling back and taking a breather, she tapped her finger on her leg, thinking.
Properly developed for her age with an average bust but her skinny stomach made it seem much bigger. Even if she was an orphan, she was actually quite well fed because of her thieving skills, as well as she did odd tasks for money. The sun heated her body a bit faster than some would be heated, mostly because of the black that was only disrupted by bright blue eyes and purple ends on her spikes.
After only a moment she stood up. Faster than most, she was still way slower than Sonic, but recovered easily. She hopped down from the roof and strolled off, whistling lightly.
~ A week later ~
The thief, who had been healthy only a week ago, when she had been chased by Sonic, was ill. Mena walked around, and as hard as she pushed herself, she never was able to steal things and jobs were harder and harder to come by. Her eyes were sunken and she had a fever yet shivered terribly. Often she nearly collapsed, and always at the worst times. Now she had sat down and was breathing hard, almost panting, after her short walk through the streets. People walked around her giving a wide space. As they passed, the young hedgehog stared helplessly at them, although they just avoided her gaze.
As she was drifting in a fevered sleep, she heard a voice nearby, "Miss? Are you alright?" The person had a high-pitched voice, and was younger than her. Almost unwillingly, Mena opened her eyes to look at the person, and managed a smile at the blurred fox.
"Do I look alright?" she whispered.
"No. Can you walk? I'll take you to my home. You look like you need help bad! Come, miss!" He, perhaps she, held out a paw and the orphan took it and in the end, the stranger got her on her feet, although wobbly. They walked along, people still avoiding them. After a torturing walk to the outskirts of the small city, the odd pair arrived at a plane. Ever so gently the odd fox managed to get her on the high wing, but she sat, gripping the forward edge while he got into the pilot seat.
"You'll be alright, right?"
"Yeah. Why isn't there a backseat, although?"
"Because Sonic wanted it to be single seat to save space while he stood." Mena nodded; she guessed this was understandable. the only part she didn't understand was why that name stood out. Carefully the pilot urged the plane into the air and into the blue sky.
Mena relaxed slightly for it was all right for her as the wind ruffled her hair and cooled her fever off a tiny bit. After a while of this refreshing feeling, they started to go down towards a vegetation-covered floating island with a lake and a beach as well as lots of junk piling everywhere. Gently the fox pulled towards it and soon they were on it. She collapsed into a gentle trance like state, doing what this kind person wanted her to, and when she was put to bed she fell asleep. The last thing she remembered was tons of blankets being piled onto her to help her sweat out her fever.
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It's really short, and I wish it wasn't, but I think that was a good place to end. =) I'll update soon, I hope! And I bet you all know who this mysterious stranger is, eh? Well, see you all around! Reviews are highly appreciated for the first time Sonic author!
Mena raced down the streets, eyes wide in fright. Why did she have to choose Sonic, the fastest living being, to steal from? Why? He wasn't even sweating; hell, he was only jogging while she was running as fast as she could. Already she had dropped the wallet and he had grabbed it. but he held a grudge.
"Get back here, thief! Thief! Get back here," Sonic shouted, anger in his voice. Mena just ran on, knowing to reply would take breath. The black hedgehog glanced around before deciding and raced into a house, and through, leaving a family bewildered, staring as they saw a streak of black.
She jumped up onto the roof and huddled there. The thief watched Sonic race under, and away. Settling back and taking a breather, she tapped her finger on her leg, thinking.
Properly developed for her age with an average bust but her skinny stomach made it seem much bigger. Even if she was an orphan, she was actually quite well fed because of her thieving skills, as well as she did odd tasks for money. The sun heated her body a bit faster than some would be heated, mostly because of the black that was only disrupted by bright blue eyes and purple ends on her spikes.
After only a moment she stood up. Faster than most, she was still way slower than Sonic, but recovered easily. She hopped down from the roof and strolled off, whistling lightly.
~ A week later ~
The thief, who had been healthy only a week ago, when she had been chased by Sonic, was ill. Mena walked around, and as hard as she pushed herself, she never was able to steal things and jobs were harder and harder to come by. Her eyes were sunken and she had a fever yet shivered terribly. Often she nearly collapsed, and always at the worst times. Now she had sat down and was breathing hard, almost panting, after her short walk through the streets. People walked around her giving a wide space. As they passed, the young hedgehog stared helplessly at them, although they just avoided her gaze.
As she was drifting in a fevered sleep, she heard a voice nearby, "Miss? Are you alright?" The person had a high-pitched voice, and was younger than her. Almost unwillingly, Mena opened her eyes to look at the person, and managed a smile at the blurred fox.
"Do I look alright?" she whispered.
"No. Can you walk? I'll take you to my home. You look like you need help bad! Come, miss!" He, perhaps she, held out a paw and the orphan took it and in the end, the stranger got her on her feet, although wobbly. They walked along, people still avoiding them. After a torturing walk to the outskirts of the small city, the odd pair arrived at a plane. Ever so gently the odd fox managed to get her on the high wing, but she sat, gripping the forward edge while he got into the pilot seat.
"You'll be alright, right?"
"Yeah. Why isn't there a backseat, although?"
"Because Sonic wanted it to be single seat to save space while he stood." Mena nodded; she guessed this was understandable. the only part she didn't understand was why that name stood out. Carefully the pilot urged the plane into the air and into the blue sky.
Mena relaxed slightly for it was all right for her as the wind ruffled her hair and cooled her fever off a tiny bit. After a while of this refreshing feeling, they started to go down towards a vegetation-covered floating island with a lake and a beach as well as lots of junk piling everywhere. Gently the fox pulled towards it and soon they were on it. She collapsed into a gentle trance like state, doing what this kind person wanted her to, and when she was put to bed she fell asleep. The last thing she remembered was tons of blankets being piled onto her to help her sweat out her fever.
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It's really short, and I wish it wasn't, but I think that was a good place to end. =) I'll update soon, I hope! And I bet you all know who this mysterious stranger is, eh? Well, see you all around! Reviews are highly appreciated for the first time Sonic author!