Nack and Nic entered the motel. Jack walked up and greeted the newcomer.
"You must be Nack's sister Nic! I heard a lot about youz. He sayz your one of da best in da biz! Next to him of course!" Jack said as he shook Nic's hand.
"Well, Nack isn't as good as he says, but he's all right. We both know that there is more experienced ones out there, that we can't even compare to. Ones who get their job and life inseparable. Ones who……."
"C'mon Nic! Enough with your philosophy!" Nack shouted from the elevator. Nic smiled, and walked toward the elevator, shaking her head. Nack just couldn't accept that there were people better than him.
In Nack's motel room, Nack showed his sister around at where all the locations are. He cleared the junk off of the desk, and sat down. He kicked off his boots, while Nic was showering from her long trip. Women and their cleanliness. Nack had a lot worse than jet lag. Way worse. And who he was up against now, was the king granddaddy of them all. Nack looked at the name on the file again, and had the same reaction as before. He took off his hat and belt, then stretched. He wanted to sleep. He had a rough day with the bus and all.
Nic came in wearing only a long blue silk nightgown and underwear. She wanted to sleep too. She dried her hair, put it back in a braid, and sat next to Nack, who was sleeping on the desk.
"Hey! We can sleep after we read the file. I want to know what it says about Dad!" Nic said, nudging her brother playfully.
"Okay, okay." Nack grumbled. He opened the file.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHAT YOU WILL READ NOW IS THE FILE:
Dawson Weasel. He was born in Arizona Texas in 1947. He eventually married at 33 years of age on November 26, 1980. His wife was Mary Weasel who died in a car accident on March 17, 1989 She left behind an eight year old son, and daughter. [a newspaper clipping of her obituary is paper clipped to this document.] [A picture of Nack and Nic taken in 2001 when they were 19, after successfully capturing a child killer is also there as reference as to what they look like now.]
Dawson was a full time bounty hunter and since he couldn't balance kids with his job, left them in a foster home, where no one adopted them. A.N.- (Nothing in here will be mentioned about Nack and Nic and what they will eventually do, as Robotnik didn't update his file much. Here's a timeline to explain a bit of what happened through the years he missed to chronicle.)
1941:
Dawson McCallon born in Arizona, Texas
1944:
Mary Weasel born in Huston, Texas
1970:
Armadillo Rex is born in Houston, Texas
1974:
Dawson, at age 33, weds Mary at age 30, they move to Mary's home in Huston where Mary and Rex's mom become friends.
1975:
Niccolett McCallon Weasel and Fang McCallon Weasel are born, Rex is 5
1978:
Sonic the Hedgehog is born, Rex is 8 years old, becomes good friends with Nack and Nic who are 5 years old.
1983:
Mary dies in a horrible car crash, and Nack and Nic taken in by their rich Aunt Velma at 8 years of age. Rex is 13 years old. Warlord Julian Kintobor of the House of Ivo begins his takeover of Mobotropolis. Rex's dad is arrested and never seen again. After the funeral, Rex and mom moved to Manhattan. Mom is captured by Robotnik and is never seen again. Rex slowly drifts into insanity.
1985:
Rex is 15 years old. Rex meets a 7 year old Sonic whose parents suffered the same fate as his mom. They befriend each other.
1987:
Dawson, now 46, meets with Robotnik who has ruled for 4 years now. own at the time.
1988:
Sonic, now 10, drops out of school and joins his other friends for the Freedom Fighters to stop Robotnik's rule of tyranny. Rex says he's going to help by using technology.
1992:
Rex, now 22, is torn apart by rash of project failures and haunted by a tiny robot he keeps building in his mechanics classes. Sonic at age 14, destroyed Rex's soul.
Months later, after high school, Rex was recruited by Dawson, now 50, to work for Robotnik, he continued education in collage. He met Nack and Nic again, now. He learned of how Velma was taking care of them since Dawson never returned home. Rex helped them whenever they needed it.
1993:
Nack and Nic turn 18 and go their separate ways. Each becomes a bounty hunter, unaware the other has.
1995:
Rex, now 25, loses arm, legs, and tail in explosion. Rebuilds limbs with cybernetic implants and injects experimental Nanotechnology into his blood and remaining muscle tissue. Now immortal, and immune to pain, he starts going even more insane. He drops out of school and strives to take over Robotnik's place to exact his rage on the one who made him lose his sanity, Sonic! Soon, Robotnik is killed by project Doomsday. Robo Robotnik takes over a few months later, Rex gets on Eggman's good side. Nack and Nic see each other again and share their adventures.
1997:
Robo Robotnik fails with Chaos and Shadow, Rex takes him out
1998:
Rex makes his dream come true. E-9000 is finally built. Dark Sonic created accidentally later on.
2002:
Now Rex, at 32 (he doesn't act like it, and he looks 25 because of the nanotechnology. He's basically 25 no matter how old he gets. He froze the aging process when he did it.) ,has been in total control for 5 years now
End Of File:
Nack and Nic looked blurry eyed at the photo of Mary, holding two baby weasels. Dawson standing proudly by.
"Lets go to bed. I learned all I need to know." Nic said yawning. Nack and Nic were forced to share the bed. The way Nack hogged the covers, and the way Nic kept putting her cold feet into Nack's back to get the blankets back, it was a wonder how they ever got to sleep.
"Well, let's see here. You want $1 million to take out Nack and Nic?! Why such an extreme amount?" Rex asked the weasel looking up from the bill he was handed. The weasel showed his age. 53 years old, but still a quick as any old geezer. He had a patch over his eye, obviously from an unruly bounty. Rex remembered stabbing a few eyes out when he was taken down. He was a dark purple, almost black in color with white in the appropriate places. He had a long fang over his bottom lip and scruffy fur, almost like stubble, under his chin. He had a potbelly that wore a belt with a large buckle that held "Old Reliable" his Smith and Wesson. He had it since he first got into the business. He wore a dusty, beaten up, Stetson hat, and a black, sleeveless jacket in which he had his handcuffs, and his "whipping chain" that he used to tie up someone who just wouldn't stay down. His biker like gloves and black, scuffed up biker boots, finished his tough guy ensemble. He was a tough old southern bird, who always followed every rule in the book to the letter. His battered body, whiskey smelling breath, and his cigar that he clutched in his teeth, showed that he was the type who didn't screw around.
"They are worth every penny. And besides, it includes Sonic as well. You know the hedgehog?" the weasel said in a southern Texas drawl. "And it would be great for Nic and Nack to see their dear old dad again!"
"You said it DAWSON!!!" Rex said, and they both laughed even more than before.
LET THE HUNT BEGIN!!
Surprised? I thought you would be!
"You must be Nack's sister Nic! I heard a lot about youz. He sayz your one of da best in da biz! Next to him of course!" Jack said as he shook Nic's hand.
"Well, Nack isn't as good as he says, but he's all right. We both know that there is more experienced ones out there, that we can't even compare to. Ones who get their job and life inseparable. Ones who……."
"C'mon Nic! Enough with your philosophy!" Nack shouted from the elevator. Nic smiled, and walked toward the elevator, shaking her head. Nack just couldn't accept that there were people better than him.
In Nack's motel room, Nack showed his sister around at where all the locations are. He cleared the junk off of the desk, and sat down. He kicked off his boots, while Nic was showering from her long trip. Women and their cleanliness. Nack had a lot worse than jet lag. Way worse. And who he was up against now, was the king granddaddy of them all. Nack looked at the name on the file again, and had the same reaction as before. He took off his hat and belt, then stretched. He wanted to sleep. He had a rough day with the bus and all.
Nic came in wearing only a long blue silk nightgown and underwear. She wanted to sleep too. She dried her hair, put it back in a braid, and sat next to Nack, who was sleeping on the desk.
"Hey! We can sleep after we read the file. I want to know what it says about Dad!" Nic said, nudging her brother playfully.
"Okay, okay." Nack grumbled. He opened the file.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHAT YOU WILL READ NOW IS THE FILE:
Dawson Weasel. He was born in Arizona Texas in 1947. He eventually married at 33 years of age on November 26, 1980. His wife was Mary Weasel who died in a car accident on March 17, 1989 She left behind an eight year old son, and daughter. [a newspaper clipping of her obituary is paper clipped to this document.] [A picture of Nack and Nic taken in 2001 when they were 19, after successfully capturing a child killer is also there as reference as to what they look like now.]
Dawson was a full time bounty hunter and since he couldn't balance kids with his job, left them in a foster home, where no one adopted them. A.N.- (Nothing in here will be mentioned about Nack and Nic and what they will eventually do, as Robotnik didn't update his file much. Here's a timeline to explain a bit of what happened through the years he missed to chronicle.)
1941:
Dawson McCallon born in Arizona, Texas
1944:
Mary Weasel born in Huston, Texas
1970:
Armadillo Rex is born in Houston, Texas
1974:
Dawson, at age 33, weds Mary at age 30, they move to Mary's home in Huston where Mary and Rex's mom become friends.
1975:
Niccolett McCallon Weasel and Fang McCallon Weasel are born, Rex is 5
1978:
Sonic the Hedgehog is born, Rex is 8 years old, becomes good friends with Nack and Nic who are 5 years old.
1983:
Mary dies in a horrible car crash, and Nack and Nic taken in by their rich Aunt Velma at 8 years of age. Rex is 13 years old. Warlord Julian Kintobor of the House of Ivo begins his takeover of Mobotropolis. Rex's dad is arrested and never seen again. After the funeral, Rex and mom moved to Manhattan. Mom is captured by Robotnik and is never seen again. Rex slowly drifts into insanity.
1985:
Rex is 15 years old. Rex meets a 7 year old Sonic whose parents suffered the same fate as his mom. They befriend each other.
1987:
Dawson, now 46, meets with Robotnik who has ruled for 4 years now. own at the time.
1988:
Sonic, now 10, drops out of school and joins his other friends for the Freedom Fighters to stop Robotnik's rule of tyranny. Rex says he's going to help by using technology.
1992:
Rex, now 22, is torn apart by rash of project failures and haunted by a tiny robot he keeps building in his mechanics classes. Sonic at age 14, destroyed Rex's soul.
Months later, after high school, Rex was recruited by Dawson, now 50, to work for Robotnik, he continued education in collage. He met Nack and Nic again, now. He learned of how Velma was taking care of them since Dawson never returned home. Rex helped them whenever they needed it.
1993:
Nack and Nic turn 18 and go their separate ways. Each becomes a bounty hunter, unaware the other has.
1995:
Rex, now 25, loses arm, legs, and tail in explosion. Rebuilds limbs with cybernetic implants and injects experimental Nanotechnology into his blood and remaining muscle tissue. Now immortal, and immune to pain, he starts going even more insane. He drops out of school and strives to take over Robotnik's place to exact his rage on the one who made him lose his sanity, Sonic! Soon, Robotnik is killed by project Doomsday. Robo Robotnik takes over a few months later, Rex gets on Eggman's good side. Nack and Nic see each other again and share their adventures.
1997:
Robo Robotnik fails with Chaos and Shadow, Rex takes him out
1998:
Rex makes his dream come true. E-9000 is finally built. Dark Sonic created accidentally later on.
2002:
Now Rex, at 32 (he doesn't act like it, and he looks 25 because of the nanotechnology. He's basically 25 no matter how old he gets. He froze the aging process when he did it.) ,has been in total control for 5 years now
End Of File:
Nack and Nic looked blurry eyed at the photo of Mary, holding two baby weasels. Dawson standing proudly by.
"Lets go to bed. I learned all I need to know." Nic said yawning. Nack and Nic were forced to share the bed. The way Nack hogged the covers, and the way Nic kept putting her cold feet into Nack's back to get the blankets back, it was a wonder how they ever got to sleep.
"Well, let's see here. You want $1 million to take out Nack and Nic?! Why such an extreme amount?" Rex asked the weasel looking up from the bill he was handed. The weasel showed his age. 53 years old, but still a quick as any old geezer. He had a patch over his eye, obviously from an unruly bounty. Rex remembered stabbing a few eyes out when he was taken down. He was a dark purple, almost black in color with white in the appropriate places. He had a long fang over his bottom lip and scruffy fur, almost like stubble, under his chin. He had a potbelly that wore a belt with a large buckle that held "Old Reliable" his Smith and Wesson. He had it since he first got into the business. He wore a dusty, beaten up, Stetson hat, and a black, sleeveless jacket in which he had his handcuffs, and his "whipping chain" that he used to tie up someone who just wouldn't stay down. His biker like gloves and black, scuffed up biker boots, finished his tough guy ensemble. He was a tough old southern bird, who always followed every rule in the book to the letter. His battered body, whiskey smelling breath, and his cigar that he clutched in his teeth, showed that he was the type who didn't screw around.
"They are worth every penny. And besides, it includes Sonic as well. You know the hedgehog?" the weasel said in a southern Texas drawl. "And it would be great for Nic and Nack to see their dear old dad again!"
"You said it DAWSON!!!" Rex said, and they both laughed even more than before.
LET THE HUNT BEGIN!!
Surprised? I thought you would be!