Hello, and sorry about the long wait, a Robotics competition, schoolwork, and my bad Computer Applications grade got in the way. Here's third and final chapter of Why did I Play this game? OK, three things:

1. Yes it is the final chapter of this story, but not of the series.

2. Yes, I plan to make a series out of this.

3. There will be 3 stories. So, this is the prologue, meaning that there are two sequels.

Also, feel free to comment on this as well. It really helps out a lot. Anyway, enough talking. Enjoy!

Chapter 3: What the Hell Happened to my Arm!?

Darkness. That was all that I could see, completely nothing in front of me, but empty space. All of the sudden, I felt my body floating in, I don't know what you would call it, blood or some other type of thick liquid. I then saw an eerie pair of black and red eyes looking down at me, as if I was an ant to them. I knew they belonged to: Sonic the Hedgehog. I heard a dark, echoing voice say, "If you think that will help you defeat me, then you are wrong! I! AM! GOD!" A faint voice in the distance then started saying my name, calling out to me, "..hn.. ..john.. John... JOHN!"

I sat straight up and felt my face covered in a very wet substance. I reached my hand and rubbed my head and I pulled away a blood covered hand. Actually, looking around, I found my whole bathroom was covered in it. Except my mirror, it was spotless. I went up to the mirror and... what the! What happened to me? I now had black fox ears on the top of my head, a big, black, fluffy, white-tipped tail, and my eyes were now a very dark blue. 'Alright, calm down, dude. This can't be real; you're just tripping balls right now.' "Sorry John, but no, you aren't. This is still real."

I heard Tails voice like, as if it was right beside me, but when I turned my head, nothing was there. "Oi! I'm inside your head, dummy."

'What the? Tails? How the hell are you talking to me?!', I thought, hoping that this was the way that I could talk to him.

"I can talk to you by using telepathy. But, it is complicated. I'll talk on other subjects another time with you. Now, because you ate my soul, you have my intellect, remember?' he replied back, along with giving me a question as well. I thought back and, well, he was right. I felt like right now that I could think of about 8 different robotic blueprints right now. Replying, I said, or rather thought, 'Yeah, you're right. Besides, why is this all happening? What happened to So-'

"Sonic?… well...uh... I'll tell you later." Tails interrupted me. He seemed a little uneasy about that topic. If he wanted to talk about it at a later time, then that was fine by me. "But right now, you need to finish that game that happens to be in your room. I'll tell you then afterwards." I had to agree with him. I still needed to finish one level: Dr. Robotnik. "Alright, I'll be right back." I slowly made my way to the door and looked to see if anything else happened other than my bathroom getting a makeover in God-knows-who's blood. The doorknob seemed to be alright, so I grabbed it, and twisted it, slowly opening the door, inch by inch.

Everything was still in its weird black and white color from before, well, everything except the computer screen, which was still on for an odd reason. The game was still running as well. I went up to the monitor, sat in the chair, and hit the space bar. I felt a sharp pain in my backside, until I realized that I sat on my tail. Seriously, it hurt like hell. Then, guess whose voice comes up. This time, it felt as if Sonic was right beside me when he did that laugh. I shook it off and kept on playing. The title came up and only said ''

The level started and Robotnik just stood in what seemed like a corridor with the blood-stained stone being a dark blue and a curtain in the top a deep purplish-red color, moving every 3 seconds. He seemed like he was trying to cover something up, as if he was the cause of, well, you-know-who's little accident. I pressed the right arrow key and he started moving forward. I forgot that I was in a bit of a scared mode, and laughed at how he ran. He looked like a red and black walrus with big yellow fangs and a huge bushy mustache. Robotnik came across some stairs and went down them. Right as he got off of the stairs, the color pallet changed. The Blueish purple turned into a bright crimson red, and the torches on the walls turned to an eerie, pale blue. Robotnik seemed more unnerved by this, seeming like he was sweating.

He came across another set of stairs, yet this one seemed longer than the other ones. During the trip down, I had a feeling that Sonic was going to appear behind Robotnik and push him down, making him have all his bones break, his body torn apart from the speed of the fall. Luckily, when he got down them, he was fine until, the colors changed yet again, this time to a very midnight black and the flames turned black as well. Robotnik seemed terrified out of his wits, and heck, I was getting goose bumps running up and down my arms again. Robotnik kept going forward and about 8 seconds later, Sonic appeared right in front of him, and the screen filled with static.

So, is that it? No more, just static and, pretty soon something is going to come UUUPP! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!, I was totally freaked out on what appeared on the screen. It was like what I saw before in my little blackout session, two gigantic, midnight black eyes with red dots in the middle, just without the rest. Sonic had the creepiest grin ever on the face of the Earth, his teeth a very dull yellow, with bits of flesh in between, as if he was eating something, or someone. His fur seemed like it was matted down with blood, the blood from his eyes now seemed to be gushing. That wasn't the worst of it, because right above him, were the same words he said to me: I AM GOD!

The screen flickered once more, nearly scaring the crap out of me as well, and Sonic laughed at me. Suddenly, the computer screen, it seemed to be rippling, like if someone threw a stone into a pond. A hand then reached out and came out of said screen and tried to grab me. I jumped back and got out of the way from its reach. I got a quick glance at it before it started coming towards my direction. The hand seemed holographic, but blood-stained and ripped up. It glowed a deep cyan color as well.

I ran out of my room and into my hallway, running past my little brother as well. "Sorry David, but I need to get out of here!" He opened his mouth, as if he was going to say something, before I turned around after hearing a loud SQUELSH. There, lying on the ground in pieces was my 13 year old brother, bits of him stuck to the wall and on me as well. I felt a rush of emotions running through me: anger, sadness, but the biggest feeling that flowed through me: rage.

"DAVID!" I stared at the holographic entity in front of me and clenched my fists. This thing... it killed him. It murdered him... SONIC! I turned my back to the scene behind, ran downstairs to the kitchen, and out the back door. Looking back, I saw that the ghostly hand was right on my tail,so I pushed myself, running faster than usual. Eventually, that damn hand made me go back into the house and I bumped into my parents. No, not them. Please, just not my par-. A sickening crunch echoed in my ears, as I watched the rest of my family get murdered, by the one thing that had been chasing me for the last couple of minutes.

"MOM! DAD! NOOO!" I yelled, while tears streamed down my face.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sonics' voice cut through my mind and scared the holy hell out of me. His voice was now clear to me, and how it sounded was very, very scary. It had a dark, nightmarish growl, but also sounded like a used car salesman mixed together. "What are you going to do now? Your parents are dead, same as your brother, and your friend, Jake. He was fun to play around with, before his timely demise." What the fuck did he mean by that? Wait a minute, my eyes widened even more at this little fact: Is Sonic both a pedophile and... OH GOD! He laughed once more before saying, "Now, are you ready?"

Shit! I narrowly dodged the damned hand as it came crashing down on the place where I had once been standing, splintering the wooden floor. 'Tails! What the hell should I do?' No answer. 'Tails?!' The hand came down on me and grabbed my wrist. 'TAILS!' I was mentally screaming at the orange, two tailed kit. There was still no answer from him. Did he just abandon me here to be killed by an insane, red eyed, blue hedgehog? "Got ya."

The spectral limb gave a hard tug, and I started flying up the stairs, past my little brother's corpse, and back into my room. I saw the computer monitor, and thought, 'Is this the way that I'm going to die? By going head first through a computer? Well, every gamers dream.' As I got closer to my death, I noticed that the hand was actually continuing through the screen, meaning the monitor was like a doorway, or a...portal? My question was answered as I felt my body felt like it went through a vacuum, and out the other end. I felt most of my bones crack under the immense pressure, I couldn't breathe at all either, which added to the agonizing pain.

When I got to the other side, I looked up and saw a horrifying sight. The ground was covered in a thick layer of dark gray ash; the sky was a blood-red color with the clouds being a light gray. The lake that I was near was dark red, but surprisingly crystal-clear. The trees were all blood-stained and had various body parts littered around or on them.

"Looks like he still cares about nature, to a certain extent. Alright, TAILS! TALK TO ME, YOU FURRY BASTARD!" I mentally screamed the last part out to the damn fox kit that has been ignoring me for five minutes while I was getting chased by this... thing.

"Jesus, John, you didn't have to yell." Finally, he responded.

"I've been yelling at you for the last five minutes, god dammit." I now have a bad feeling about doing this little task. "Listen, it looks like Sonics' hand has caught me. And now, by the looks of it, I'm-" "Now you're in Mobius?"

My eyes widened at this. This is Mobius, the home of all the S.t.H characters? Yikes, somebody call a maid. "OK, I have an idea. When 'his' hand gets to the cliff side, it will short-out and you will have to grab on to the ledge and pull yourself up." "Cliff side? What are you-" I looked up and, well, he was partially right. The spectral limb just vanished and I was at the ledge. Now I just seemed to be falling out of the sky. Wait WHAT!

"TAILS! Why not tell me to grab now, BEFORE THE DAMN HAND FUCKING FLICKERS OUT!" I swear, this fox is going to be the death of me.

My hand latched on to a rocky edge, cutting it as I slid across. The blood dripped down my arm as I tried to straighten myself along the sharp, jagged cliff side. I dug my fingers into the soil and prayed for fucking Jesus to save me. It didn't help, the soil gave way, and I started to fall.

"NO! I, will not, DIE LIKE THIS!" I screamed. Suddenly, I threw my right arm out and red ghostly hand came out and stretched to the top of the cliff and latched on to something up there. I then found myself shooting upwards and on the cliff side.

"John, what the hell did you just do?" "I don't know. But that was FUCKING awesome." Looking at my arm, what was there made me jump and want rip it off. From the top of my shoulder, to the tips of my fingers, it had become demonic. The skin had turned to a midnight black armor that had little spikes going up it and one big spike at the elbow. There were spots where there was none and in place creeped me out. A dark red energy filled these spots. My fingers had become clawed as well. My leather jacket now had a ripped pattern at the shoulder as well. What the hell, it looked like I had Nero's Devil Bringer from DMC4, instead of it going to the shoulder.

"AH! WHAT THE FUCK!" I screamed out. "Tails, what the hell happened to my arm? You better start explaining some things before I find a test subject for this damn thing!"

"Alright, but before we do so, we need to get somewhere safe. Head to my workshop, its close by. There also might be some survivors."

I got up and looked up at the blood like sky. "Something tells me that this is only the beginning. Well, you know what they say: "the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." And with that, I took mine.

To be continued...

Well there we go. For those asking about John's appearance, I will put the OC sheet up on my Bio, so don't worry. And for the Devil Bringer thing, it is one of my favorite things in the Devil May Cry series. Stay tuned for the Next in this series.

This is CodytheCat45 signing off.

Peace!