Characters (C) Respective Owners
Ch. 2: Wedding Bell Blues pt. 2
This wasn't real. Wave didn't just get kidnapped. Rodrigo and his entourage weren't back. But it was real, and everything just went into a full-blown panic attack. The guests filed out in absolute pandemonium except for the heroes. Jet remained standing, staring at the spot where his lover had once been. The hawk dropped to his knees, eyes wide and sorrowful. Without warning, Sonic suddenly grabbed him by the scruff of his tuxedo. He gave a rural gasp at the heinous glare on the blue hedgehog's face.
"Look at what you've done!" Sonic shrieked, punching the hawk square across the face.
"Wh-what I've done!"Jet repeated incredolously. He hopped to his feet, aiming a punch at Sonic's face. "What the heck is that supposed to mean?!"
"Wave loves you more than anything, Jet, and you mocked her in front of everyone," he growled. Sonic gripped Jet's hands, blocking them. "If you really cared, you would've apologized right away!"
Jet froze, letting his hands go limp in Sonic's grip. Sonic released him, letting Jet slump back onto his knees. He trembled under the harshness of Sonic's words. Succumbing to his own selfishness, Jet placed his hands onto his temples and slowly wept. Sonic backed up a few steps before dashing out the chapel doors.
I had never seen Jet looking so pathetic. On his knees and sobbing to himself while heroes looked on in pity. Some left like Carnage, Psycho and Rojok, while most stayed. Cream flew over to Jet with his ears, standing in front of him. Soberly, she reached into her basket of flowers and pulled out a rose. Jet stared at it, tears stopping to accept it. Silently thanking her, the hawk just gazed at the rose, stroking the top part gently.
"It's sad that the princess was captured," a voice rang out. Our attention was directed to the top of the chapel. On a bar that connected to the restraints was the orange bird. He ripped off his robe, and I gasped.
"Cannon?!" Bean shrieked, staring up to his former leader. "How are you alive?"
"That's not Cannon," Stream proclaimed, glaring up at the falcon. "Who are you?"
"That's right," "Cannon" stated, leaping down. "You were his lover."
"Tell us who you are immediately!" Howl commanded, raising his sword to the back of the unknown entity's back.
In a split second, Howl's sword was met with a longer sword that size of a grown adult male. The sword was rather elegant looking, like one found during a time of peace with a golden handle and steel blade. The falcon suddenly socked Howl in the face, blocking Tomo's sword strike from behind with the blade. A second later, Tomo was found flying through the air and into the doors.
The falcon faced me. I finally got a good look at him: blue robe, white sash, no visible ponytails so his feathers fell in a spiral motion that reached half way down his back. Donning black steel-toed boots with matching gloves, his appearance was rather appalling to find in this currant century.
"Who are you?" I demanded, pulling out the kunai Espio gave me. When I defeated Rodrigo, Espio fixed the kunai he gave me.
"I am Tagio Della Volpe, Cannon's ancestor," Tagio explained, placing a hand delicately to his chest. "Now that the fool got himself killed, there is no more of my heritage left."
Jet stood, clutching the rose in his hand. "Shut up," he ordered.
"Excuse me?" Tagio questioned, glancing over to him. "Ah, you're Wave's lover. What a display you two produced for us. It could've been marketed as a street performance if you gave it a try."
"I said..." Jet yanked out his bansho fans, striking Tagio's sword out of his hands impulsively. "...shut up!"
Tagio cringed, falling over to the ground. Gasping at Jet's actions, he noticed that a tear had rolled down his beak and touched the side of his face. He glanced around, finding Bean and Stream. A demonic grin came to his face as he clutched his sword and swatted a fan out of Jet's hand.
"Bean the Dynamite and Stream the Albatross, do you not see?" he called, making both flinch. "This bird right here killed your precious leader, and in front of you, Stream. Aren't you the slightest bit..." He took a breathe. "...vengeful?"
Bean glanced over to Stream, who was shuddering. The duck glared back over to Tagio, demanding for him to take off the disguise. Tagio merely smirked, but his face fell when another puff of smoke came from behind. There was the younger black crow that was with Rodrigo and the priestess before. Snatching Tagio's shoulder, he whispered something to him that made him freeze.
Espio made a disgruntled noise. Vector shook him lightly, but Espio just kept clutching his head. The chameleon glared over to the crow before gasping. The crow had a mildly shocked expression on his face. The two of them growled at each other before Espio threw a bushel of shuriken at him. Before any hit, unfortunately, the crow and Tagio vanished in a pitch of black smoke.
"Anyone wanna fill me in on what just happened?" Knuckles asked, entering the church. "I just saw Sonic running out before..." He paused, staring at Storm. "ALBATROSS!"
Storm whimpered as Knuckles was restrained by Rector and Vector. (LOL.) I slapped my forehead, checking on Espio. When I asked if he was alright, Espio just sighed and covered his mouth.
"What's with him?" Amy asked, nudging Espio's head with her hammer. When he didn't reply, Amy "gently" knocked Espio over the head. Still no reaction. If there's one thing you should learn from this story as some sort of moral: Don't ignore Amy Rose the Hedgehog. Ever. Amy raised her mallet and slammed it down over Espio's head.
Yelping with pain, he held his head. Crouching on his knees, he feebly glared up at the hedgehog, but than got a panty shot and blushed. Thankfully, Amy had her eyes closed in stride, and Rector was trying to calm Knuckles down from killing Storm. The chameleon stood as I steadied him.
"That person was Cesare the Crow, Rodrigo's son," Espio explained.
"Rodrigo had kids?!" Amy cried horrifically.
"Well, of course he had to have kids," Stream pointed out snootily. "How else would Wave be here?"
"Watch it, Stream," Bean warned. "I don't think you'd want to end up like Espio with a massive bump on your head."
Espio cringed, rubbing his head. "As I was saying, I conversed with Cesare before Rodrigo was revivied through my wretched actions. Apparantly, Rodrigo sold his son's soul in a ritual with the other birds that worked with him to create and channel power into the Arks. The Master Ark was the one that created with the least darkness, but the green Ark was conjured with the most. I suppose it was the light energy that repelled the evil and controls gravity, if that makes sense."
"Sure, that makes sense," Nack muttered, rolling his eyes as Bark slung Tomo over his shoulder. "We're outta here."
"Wait, don't you three want to help?" I asked, pulling Nack's L-shaped tail.
The hybrid weasel/wolf snatched it away. "No thanks! If you saw us last time, Espio nearly killed me out of free will, and Rodrigo already killed Tomo the first time he was here, and now she's unconsious! I'm done with this stupid hero thing. Come on, Bark."
Solemnly, the polar bear nodded. Mouthing his apology to me, he began to walk behind Nack as Tomo gently stirred. He paused when Bean just grabbed his arm, yanking him backwards.
"So, you three are just gonna leave?" he asked.
Nack swatted the hand. "Yeah, we are! And don't even think about worming your snitching ways back into our group, you traitor!"
"H-hey, he was just as blind as Cannon and I w-were!" Stream defended, gripping Nack's arm. Storm's sister refused to give Nack any edge of letting go until he elbowed her arm away.
"Let me say one thing," he snarled, arms crossed haughtily over his chest. "Don't come to us if you need help." With those parting words, Nack kicked the chapel doors opened and stormed down the streets with Bark sighing and following.
Stream and Bean glanced over to each other and sighed. Sullenly, both of them walked out in the opposite direction of the Dynamite gang. We tried to get them to come back, but Bean just waved to us over his head.
"Man, Nack is a real jerk!" I commented when everything settled. Storm, Jet and I waited outside for the others to get Knuckles calmer so he wouldn't kill Storm. "Jet, are you okay?"
Jet stared at the rose he had dropped and flinched. Grasping it, he muttered, "Sure, I'm okay."
"You don't sound okay, Boss," Storm added, patting his shoulder.
"Maybe I'm the jerk," Jet concluded with an unpoignant tone. He slouched down on the chapel stairs. "I was so cruel to Wave just now. Ugh, this was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, and now it everything flip-flopped over to the worst."
"Hey, we'll save her," Storm coaxed, shaking Jet's shoulder. "Don't worry, Boss, we'll get Wave out of there in no time at all!"
"But would she still want to marry after all I said?" he asked depressingly.
"When she sees all the hard work we did in trying to find her, of course!" I cheered, nudging his elbow with mine. "She'll be all over you!"
"Just like in bed yesterday," Storm muttered.
Jet glared at him with a smirk. "Watch your tongue, Storm, that paycheck just might fly out the window, far from your grasp."
He winced. "Not my money! I already lost my girlfriend!"
The three of us burst into laughter. Though I did share their pain of losing loved ones; I used to have a crush on Cream until I found out about her's and Tails' little lovefest and blew up on them. I even called Tails an orphan, like myself. Orphan was the fox' taboo, and something I never ever called him again since he literally nearly killed me in a stranglehold.
Speaking of Tails, he popped his head outside. "Hey, guys, we got Knux to finally calm down. Well, we had to knock him out again since he was pretty much in a frenzy to kill you, Storm." Storm cringed. "Rouge just left with him since they left Tikal and Chaos to guard the Master Emerald."
"Oh, good," he sighed, wiping sweat off his forehead.
"He's still going to kill you when he wakes up," Tails added.
"Aw, man..." Storm's head slumped over, and he sighed. Glaring to Jet, he shouted, "Wh-why did you tell me to punch Knuckles?!"
"Hey! I never said not to!" Jet defended, leaping to his feet. "I only suggested it!"
"B-but you never said that I might die!"
"I never said you would live either." Jet merely shrugged, cracking his neck.
"Y-you would take the blame!"
Jet paused, scratching his head. "I did say that, didn't I? Oh well, I don't care."
My albatross companion sighed while I just nervously laughed. Staring up at the sky, I noticed that the horizon had changed drastically. Hues of green were in the sky with the sun setting with red and pink below with cobalt on time with violet, like the Skittles rainbow. The clouds waltzed around in the sky with the music of the wind blowing them by. Vampantly, the clouds stopped and remained stationary.
Glancing back inside, I noticed that the were hovering around Armand. Armand was clicking on his watch with something in his hand. There was Wave's red orb necklace being scanned over. A screen popped up, and Armand clicked something.
"Cesare and Lucrezia the crows," the tiger stated. "The only children of Rodrigo the Crow. Not fully siblings, but half. Man, what a player."
"Sounds like Dawg when he was at the club," Whip said, ignoring the glare from his dog comrade.
"What about that Tagio person?" Cream asked, flying up with her ears for a better look at their stats.
Armand pressed on Cesare, but suddenly, something fizzled out on his watch. Suddenly, my Ark and Jet's Ark began to glow, and than something just happened: Our Arks exploded. Pieces of metal flew at me, slicing my muzzle and Jet's face. Armand's watch suddenly shut down. The tiger hit it a few times, but the screen just popped back up and shut down, but than reactived.
"What was that about, Armand?" Raine asked, cocking her head to the side.
"I don't know," he honestly said. "That's the first time my watch ever-"
"Charmy!" Raine cried, cutting him off and flying over to me. She noticed the utter horror on my face as I collected the fragments of my Arks. "Your face is cut! Let me see it!"
"Yeah, ignore me," Armand grunted with a pursed, fake smile.
I ignored her as she doused my cheek with a vial of light blue liquid and swabbed it. She did the same for Jet, but kept glancing back at me. If our Arks explode than probably the other three that were on display at the Future City's musuem suffered the same fate. I stared at the yellow spot where it always glowed with light; it was dull, vacant, an unknown entity.
"There, all better," Raine grinned, kneeling next to me. "What happened with the Arks?"
"They just...exploded," I replied, looking over to Jet. He and Storm were gaping at the sudden destruction. I think Storm even let a tear trickle down his face since he gave his up for science to be studied thoroughly, but never to be actually touched by scientists. On the bright side, it gave him, Wave and Kiba quite the pretty pennies for their donations.
Raine covered her mouth daintily, picking up the last and smallest part. "That's terrible!" she exclaimed, dropping it into my hand.
"Well, maybe Wave can fix it!" I jeered, but than realized Rodrigo kidnapped her. Turning somber, I glanced over to Jet and flinched.
Jet dug his talons deep in his fist. Blood started to fall onto the ground, and he smashed his other fist into the ground. An instant later, Jet was on his feet and running back towards the building we were in earlier. Storm called after him, dashing for him with me. Jet kicked the door in and grabbed his modified Type-J Extreme Gear. Gripping the sides tightly, he glanced over to us.
"I am going to save Wave," he vowed. "You two in?"
Storm gave him a thumbs-up and grabbed his board. "Totally, Boss! You can definately count on me!"
"Just like old times, guys! I'm in!" I cheered, pumping my fist into the air.
"You got a board, kid?" Jet asked with a smirk.
"Uh, not at the moment," I explained, carefully choosing my words. "It broke on our last job against some creepy one-eyed killer with a hook."
The two avians blinked at me before looming over me. I flinched, noticing that the two had gleams of evil hidden in their eyes. Suddenly, Storm dropped an orange board with darker colored flames at the end of it.
"The newly made Type-C2, courtesy of Wave for your birthday in a few months," Jet proudly stated.
"But why'd she make it now?" I asked, inspecting it. Not that I wasn't grateful, of course, I really was! But seriously, was she that lazy to not just go out and buy me a present?
Storm shrugged. "She was lazy and didn't want to buy you one."
Called that, I thought, throwing it to the ground and flying onto it. It floated and swerved like a dream with perfect balance and swiftness. "Wow, she really outdid herself on this one!"
"Yeah, that's what you said on the last ten before you trashed them," Jet retorted snidely.
"Oh, right, I kinda forgot about all of those," I replied nervously, Scratching the back of my head, I glanced over to the orange flames on my wrists. My blood still pulses with the pride of the Babylon Rogues since I devoted my services to them.
Jet, Storm and I burst out of the room with our Gears. I wondered how the Chaotix would feel since I just dashed off with the Babylon Rogues, but I just figured that if I waited them out long enough that they'd forget. Hopefully. Glancing over my shoulder, I heard Raine call back out to me so I skidded to a stop. What? I'm a guy. Guys got to be kind to girls or their older brothers get to lay them flat out onto the ground. Like Rector with Amy and her.
"What is it?" I demanded quickly. "If I don't leave now-"
"Oh, you didn't want them to know?" Rector cut in, glancing over to Vector and Espio.
Somehow, Vector managed to obtain Extreme Gears that the town loaned to us. By "loaned", I mean they gave him an Extreme Gear so he could shut up and stop whining about our overdue rent. Again. Espio leaped onto mine.
"Do you mind?" Espio asked.
"Not at all," I grumbled, glancing over to Jet and Storm.
The hawk stared over to them, watching Vector crash into a trash receptical. "We're so screwed. Let's go!"
He and Storm flew off ahead until Jet ordered his friend to get Vector. Audibly whining, he zoomed back and grabbed Vector. Thankfully, Vector merely crashed into the side of the trash so he wasn't covered in it. Yet Storm continued to moan over the grossness of it all as Vector literally hung onto him for dear life. Espio and I chuckled at his misfortune. Grinning to each other, Espio grasped my shoulders for balance as we sped off.
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Time for:...OC Hour!
STARRING: GEMINI, DAMIEN, AND CANNON. Part 1.
"Wait, DAMIEN?" Gemini repeated, emphazing the dog's name. "I thought this was my show, Kiba!"
Kiba Sniper blinked. "Huh? Oh, what? No, I like Damien," she replied, patting Damien's head. "He's like the person you want to meet, but you never can. Besides, he gave me a Pikachu plushie, so he's in."
Damien sneered over to Gemini who responded with a glare. The show was originally supposed to be hosted by Gemini, but the producers decided for a cohost just for lulz and stuff. Besides, Damien's a dog. Only Kiba is afraid of real dogs!
"Anyway, our guest here tonight is Cannon the -emo- Falcon!" Damien greeted into the randomly placed microphone.
Cannon stormed out, glaring at Damien. Being the nicer one, Gemini shook the falcon's hand, and they sat.
"Before we get underway, let's just make one thing clear: I AM NOT EMO," Cannon growled.
"Yeah, yeah you are," Damien argued, cracking his neck.
"No, I'm not!" Cannon shouted, pulling out his sharpened fans.
Suddenly, before they could duke, Gemini split into two and restrained the two enraged fighters. Both versions Gemini faced the camera that was recording this...whatever you call it.
"Come back next week, and we can actually get this damn interview done," Gemini 1 commanded.
"It's biting my arm!" Gemini 2 screamed as Cannon began to chomp down on his arms. Once free, Cannon and Damien began to fight, and they broke the freaking camera so the action couldn't be seen.
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Next: Team Up! Detectives and Thieves!
Will the Chaotix and the Babylon Rogues be able to work together? Why did the Arks of the Cosmos explode? Where the hell is Wave? And why is Tagio a rip-off of Cannon? I don't know! You answer these while I go fall asleep! *dies since she spent seven hours of her free time today writing this...crap.*
