Sonic gets Lost!
Prologue
Writer's Message: Hello, all! It's time for a new fanfiction. I mean, I'm not updating dARKn355 as much, because I'm kind of busy. But I had another fiction waiting in the wings, so here it is! The fruits of my obsession with Sonic and LOST! Enjoy, and please comment without flaming.
"Tails," said a fleeting Sonic, as he paced around the tiny, enclosed room. The floors smelled of rotting wood, as it was the attic of the blue hedgehog's dwelling. "Have you captured the signal?"
"I sure have, Sonic. It seems as if Eggman has dropped the final Chaos Emerald somewhere in… Downunda? " Tails had a sense of amazement and concern in his tone of voice. It was as if Downunda wasn't an expected place for a Chaos Emerald to reside.
"Well, then, Downunda it is! Can we take your Tornado there, Tails?"
"Sure thing. Let me go fire it up," said Tails, confidently. He rushed out of the moldy old attic and slammed the door behind him shut – with a bang.
"W-Wait for me!" cried Sonic, blowing the dust the closing door smothered around the room out of his face. He immediately followed Tails out of the attic anyone claustrophobic would pray for escape from.
The plane Tails had built was billowing smoke out of it as its engine ran.
"Phew," sighed Tails, "This thing sure has taken a lot of damage from its last encounter with Eggman!"
"Will it be able to carry us safely there?" Sonic had a tad bit of concern in his voice.
"It should, after the minor adjustments I've made. Hop on, Sonic," said Tails, as he gestured for Sonic to ride alongside him in the empty seat. Sonic was a bit reluctant to get in, but that wouldn't get in the way of him grabbing the last Chaos Emerald – the seventh one that was the key to safety. If Eggman had his hands on it, who knows what kind of power he could use to conquer the world.
He climbed on to his friend's plane, and told to the young yellow fox, "Tails, let's go!"
Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, however, lurked a big shark hungry for prey in the water. But on closer inspection, it wasn't just a shark, but a mechanical one. It began to fire torpedoes out of its now open mouth; the torpedoes were aimed directly at Sonic and Tails' plane.
"Ah!" cried Tails, as the torpedo narrowly missed the Tornado.
But just as soon as it missed, it swerved back into the water, a signal for other mechanical sharks to come out and fire. And so they did, mouths wide open, the scene looking as if someone laid a thousand bear traps on the water. The mouths did not cease fire of the torpedoes; they all missed the Tornado by luck. All but one of them. And with that, the Tornado came spiraling down, bounding on the surface of the water again and again, until, after about five minutes of this, they landed on an island far away from the sharks. They landed with a bang, too. But as they were skidding through the water, a loud screeching noise followed by a white light obscured their vision, not to mention the thicket of black smoke the downed engine created.
"Tails!" cried Sonic, alarmed that he was on land, but Tails was not. He lifted his leg, ready for a super-sonic skid on the water, only to find that it was broken – and in huge pain. The irony of it is, Sonic is – or was - the world's fastest runner. "Tails!" he continued to cry out. "Tails! Hang on, buddy! I'll get you some help!" As soon as the word 'help' was uttered, a couple of people came out of the thicket of trees. They were humans.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" said one of them.
"Our plane crashed, and- no!" Sonic noticed that Tails was about to drown, and so did one of the three people in the group. All three of them – two male and one female, dived into the sea to try and save the drowning fox.
Sonic could only stare in awe and clutch his leg in pain, and wonder…
"Who are they?"