I am so sorry, last time the chapter was really short. It seems long on word document but short on fanfiction. Sorry about that guys. But I am just shocked that I got 15 reviews for only 6 chapters. That's a lot of reviews. So I am dedicating this to everyone who reviewed.
Dark misery the chao: thanks man, I appreciate the review. Keep on reading.
Team dream: I am glad that you think so. It's wonderful to know people like my work. (With some help from Maraya)
Destiny of Awe: I will be sure to update! And yes more Mobians. But that also means more things to coordinate. Sigh, this will be a challenge.
Maraya Prower: glad to see that you have kept reading my story. Thanks for all the support. Yes Izzy is alive, and will continue to be so for now. Nothing intended by the for now. Though I haven't ever read anything about the speed limit thing. And don't worry I try not to judge. Anything that you could say to make that clearer would help. I don't want someone to think I am stealing their work. I thought you would like the Greek mythology use. Also I use the word shitake in real life but a friend of mine who, like me, is a big Japanese culture and art fan, is always correcting how I pronounce the word.
Grammar Nazi: …no means of being rude here but I don't get it. What does *your mean?
Ballandcup: yayz! I went to your profile and you're new! I love seeing new faces on fanfiction so welcome to our gargantuan family! I will continue my story without a doubt. And you sound like me. I love having human oc's from earth meet people from Mobius. If you like stories like that checkout some of the stories on my favorites bar on my profile. There are a few on there! Another thing, it is only natural that you don't understand Xenma. I will explain her persona. She is crazy because she had a traumatizing experience when she was little. This is what drove her slightly off her sanity. She acts like a child and also acts slightly outrageous for these reasons. She isn't really an understandable character for most but some of us can relate to her. *cough*shadow*cough*.
Lordoftheghostking28: I see…thank you for reviewing all of my chapters at once. And yes Xenma's "name-calling" was pretty funny. I liked her persona at that time. Silver should be in the story later on and the waffle cone thing I always wondered about that. Could you use hot fresh waffle cones as regular waffles. What do you readers think? I also really don't think about how I switch through the characters point of views. It's just my writing style. So thanks for admiring it.
I think that should be all for now. I will get to more of you later. For now I think we should start the story don't you.
Start
How eventful can one girls weekend be? I come home after an exhausting night of screaming, crying, and the near death of my friends, to find Knuckles in an apron in the kitchen, cooking, and Vector cleaning up the house humming to a rather catchy tune from his headphones. Has the world gone mad or am I seeing things. I just sorta stood there frozen in shock. I didn't know what to say. Finally Knuckles spotted me from the kitchen and waved me over. I walked over and sat in the chair. I will admit he looked really, really…err…weird, in that apron. I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing. He gave me a dirty look before sighing.
"For the record this was Vector's idea. He does run a detective agency and likes things clean. So while I cook he cleans like he does when he's at the agency." He explained.
"Why is he cleaning here though?" I asked.
"It helps calm his nerves. He's a bit on edge. The best that I can figure is that it's so quiet. Without Charmy's never-ending chatter, or Charmy and Espio squabbling, it's too quiet for the big guy." Knuckles shrugged.
"So is that why he's driving himself deaf with his music?" I quipped.
"I guess so." He shrugged.
"One more question and don't get mad for my asking, but why are you wearing a pink apron?" I giggled.
"Vector said whoever cooks had to wear it. We played rock paper scissors and I won." He explained.
"But if you won doesn't that mean Vector should've been cooking. You should be cleaning. Whoever loses gets the punishment." I mused.
"…oh, so I was tricked again, wasn't I?" he growled.
"Yep, you got duped again buddy." I laughed.
"F-Bomb." He muttered and went back to cooking.
I laughed again before heading outside to count the stars. It was a lot of fun sometimes. But the frustration made it an even bigger challenge. I sighed, remembering the times I did this with Cassie. I hoped everything was going smoothly with Adana and the others.
(Adana's p.o.v)
I had made it home safely with the two sleepy heads. They seemed so cute like that. I took them inside and put them on the couch. I sketched the two of them before heading off to my office. For the record my office has nothing but drawing stuff in it. Paper, pencils, pens, erasers, notebooks, sharpeners, and all that stuff used to analyze the stuff you drew. It was my lab and partly my detective's sanctuary. I looked over the drawings of my two friends. The scratches on Xenma revealed that someone or even a few people had been in a fight with her. And from the looks of things they had used some weapons. The gashes ran as if someone had used lots of daggers and threw them all at once. They were deep, meaning that the weapons had probably contained some power of some sort. I could tell the smaller cuts on her arm were from falling debris but there were two cuts I didn't understand, the one on her cheek and the largest cut on her back. The one on her back looked as if someone had thrown a blade at her that had been rotating at a high speed. The mark on her cheek showed that it had very faint tread marks on it, indicating that someone could have run over her. But not with a car, the marks were too small. They could've done it with a skateboard of some sort. Anyhoo I was done for the night and would investigate in the morning. With a sigh I carried the two Mobians up the stairs and to the guest bedrooms. I then went to my own room and planned to get some more info of what was really going on.
(Izzy's p.o.v)
"Izzy, Izzy, IZZY!" hissed a hushed voice. I jumped and tried to whack the thing in front of me. It just so happened to be Mighty with the three Mobians strapped to him. He gave me a sideways grin before letting them go and walking up to me. He smiled at me before noticing the questioning look at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Did you really have to tie them up?" I asked.
"Knowing these guys? Hell ya!" he cried!
"Okay point taken!" I laughed.
"Anyway, we'll meet you back at the house okay?" he smiled warmly.
"If you haven't noticed, I am in the hospital for severe injuries, and, I am so chewing these bozos out for hurting Xenma. You think you've seen the devil? We'll I've seen Xenma jacked up on Monster and Mt. Dew. How are they gonna turn out once I lock them in a room with her like that for an hour. It seems like a fitting punishment." I smiled with casual calmness, making me seem like another crazy person to deal with.
"Are you sure that's not too extreme?" he asked.
"No not at all."
"Okay…then. Anyway I have discovered something else while we were in the forest."
"Then, get on with it. Tell me."
"It seems as though we are not alone after all. We found a whole horde of Mobians in that area. They've set up a camp already."
"Why are you talking like that? You sound like this is the end of the world."
"It very well could be."
"Why?"
"Those Mobians we found are not on our side."
"Why not?"
"Because those Mobians we found form an organization called the dark legion."
"Holy frijoles! Aw, why can't anything in your lives be easy for once?"
"What do you mean?"
"I see that you have failed to notice the small detail of the fact that every problem of yours involves stopping some lunatic from killing everyone or stopping him from taking over planet who-za-what-the-flip. Mind you that isn't a planet. But that always seems to be the case." I explained. I was in a bad mood so please excuse the sad humor.
"I'm sorry but it's not like it's anybody's fault."
"I know but you would've thought they would've freakin gave up by now. They will always get their backsides whipped by the good guys. I know they say to never give up, but what do "They" say when people have a seriously bad idea. Aren't you supposed to give up those ideas?" I reasoned.
"I hear ya! Like when Sonic had the "bright idea" of testing his speed by using a hamster wheel. The thing flew off its stand and headed towards a small town. The bill to pay back all those damages was outrageous. Of course Sally and Sonia made him work it off. He wasn't happy about that part, but they didn't give him a choice. Knuckles and Shadow always give him a hard time about it, that contributes too many of the reasons a fight starts between them." He laughed, remembering older times.
"I never knew he did that." I stammered trying to hold back giggles.
"Yeah he doesn't like people talking about it."
"I see."
"Anyway we should do something about the dark legion."
"What can we do?"
"Find Knuckles and hope he can tell us something about this."
"Can you tell me who all is here?"
"Of course, there is: Sonic-, Shadow-, Knuckles-, Silver, Jet-, Tails-, Cream-, Vector-, Espio, Charmy, me of course-, Sally is probably here too, Spectre is another possibility because he helped us to get in that zone in the first place though I'm not sure, and NICOLE." He finished.
"So that's…fourteen Mobians, and we have found seven of them. A little under half are still missing. If I'm right that would be Silver, Espio, Charmy, Sally, Spectre, and NICOLE. I found you, Xenma found Sonic, Shadow, and Jet, Adana found Cream and Tails from when she called me earlier, and Winter has Vector and Knuckles. So that's who we got so far. But where could the others be?" I mused.
"I can't be so sure. But I'll visit you in the morning, okay?" he smiled.
"Okay! Be safe and don't let anyone see you." I warned.
"What could possibly make me unsafe?" he asked with a small smirk.
I gave him a questioning look and nodded my head towards Sonic and his currently tied up friends.
"Right, I see your point. I'll be extra careful. Bye now." He called and slipped out the window.
I smiled before collapsing my head back onto my pillow.
(Xenma's p.o.v)
"Let me know that I've done wrong, when I've known this all along. Go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you. Tell me all that you've thrown away, find out games you don't wanna play, you are the only one that needs to know—I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret). Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret, (just another regret hope that you can keep it.)" I sang in my dream.
The song was called Dirty Little Secret, by: The All American Rejects. I learned to love that song. So anyhow I was drifting through my dreams and nothing was out of the ordinary, until I woke up to a pair of familiar red eyes. I knew they didn't belong to that dark hedgehog from before. These were glowing way too much for that. It slowly started to reach for me. I then reached for the flower vase and began bashing him with it.
"DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE! I WILL BASH YOU TILL YOUR HEAD GOES NUMB! FLIP SHARKS, FLIP SHARKS, FLIP SHARKS!" I screamed hysterically.
"OW, OW, OW, OW, OW! PLEASE, I BEAR NO HARM FLESH BEING! I BEAR NEWS OF THE DARK LEGION! YOU WILL BECOME TARGET IF YOU DO NOT CEASE YOUR ASSULT ON MY OUTTER MAIN CORE!" it roared defensively.
This thing defiantly did not sound human.
Finish
I am super sorry I didn't update sooner. Its three days later than I promised. Do not hesitate to throw bananas*Drags out a banana bowl*, I am super sorry about that! Anyway Devante will be back next time, probably. His parents and little sister Ven were and or probably still are on vacation in the Caribbean. I am envious. He promised to bring back seashells and stuff like that, so I forgive him. But whatever. I hope to see you guys next time as well! Bring ideas into play for me if you can! And I hope I answered any questions you wonderful reviewers had up top!
Ja ne, later,
Songbird O.o
