Bluestreak the Hedgehog
Unlikely Alliance
Chapter One:
The Duel
Zanok the Hedgehog sat atop his throne alongside his sister, Xora. One fist to his cheek and the other hand tapping away at his arm rest, Zanok let out an annoyed sigh. "He should've arrived by now." He growled. Xora smirked. "Think he fled in terror of facing my awesome power?" "Stuff it," Zanok replied, noticeably not up for her cocky boasting. "I'll admit that you have a slight strength advantage over me. However, it won't always be that way." Before Zanok could verbally tear Xora's face off, the large door that sat roughly thirty feet ahead of the siblings opened. Escorting a green hedgehog through the door were two of the Streaks' many elite guards. Zanok's scowl quickly brightened to a grin. "Well, well, well..." Xora completed what was on Zanok's mind. "The mighty Freedom Fighter leader finally decides to come out of hiding." "Well, I had to deal with your friends." The hedgehog replied in a cocky tone. Zanok couldn't help but break out in a fit of laughter. "You what?!" "Check for yourself." A few chuckles later, Zanok cleared his mind. Sure enough, he couldn't sense a large portion of his people. "What is this?!" Zanok yelled, standing up from his throne as the hedgehog broke from his escorts and began walking along the long, red carpet towards the siblings.
Xora couldn't help but have her jaw drop. How could a single Mobian take out so many Streaks? Zanok, fists clenched, walked down the steps in front of the thrones and met face-to-face with the Mobian, teeth showing. Storm the Hedgehog - "Storm" being an ironic nickname as, despite his strength, he had a certain elegance to his fighting and swordsmanship - Smirked, hand already gripping his sword's handle. Zanok, quickly drawled his own blade, striking quickly and powerfully at Storm. Ducking quickly to the side and spinning, kicking Zanok's feet from beneath him, Storm flipped backwards to gain some distance between him and his opponent.
Xora was quite thoroughly enjoying the show, clapping her hands together as loud as possible. Zanok barked at her and slowly turned his head towards Storm to give him the death stare. Zanok used his free hand to grasp his brown cloak and lift it, tossing it to the floor. Assuming a defensive position, Storm kept his eyes trained on Zanok. When Zanok started a fight, he became unpredictable due to his savagery. Zanok quickly teleported behind Storm, slashing wildly at lightning-fast speeds. Jumping backwards with each slash, Storm managed to jump over Zanok, bringing his sword down on him. Blocking it, Storm used every fiber of his being to bring that sword down. Zanok's knees nearly giving way, he managed to break out of their power struggle, smashing Storm across the face with the handle of his blade. Zanok stood over Storm, pacing the blade tip to his throat, grinning. "You've lost!"
