(Sorry, dear readers. I've been having a lot of problems coming up with this next chapter, not to mention school, chores and a social life to keep up with. Anyway, time for the next chapter!) Chapter 8: The Concert

Mystic's P.O.

Me and the guys were running back to town through the night, trying to figure where the best place to find Alexia would be. Knuckles suggested Shadow's house, but we decided that wasn't the best place. She kinda stalks him a little, despite the fact they broke up a month ago. I suggested the gym, since she likes to work out a lot, but we figured it was closed, so that was ruled out. We went through a bunch of other suggestions, each less likely than the next.

"Talk about waste of time!" Amy said with irritation. "We can't even find this bitch anywhere we try to look!" "Maybe that's because we're going about it all wrong." I said. The others looked at me as if I had just told them I turned Shadow into a girl. (A/N: Review if you want to see that happen! XD) "You remember how we got caught in that horrible battle between us and the Kishan, and she appeared from the shadows to save us?" I asked them. They slowly nodded in response. "She cannot be found, because she has to come to us at a time of great need, like that war." I said. "I get it." Tails said. "If we want to get her help, we have to wait for her to show up." "Exactly." I said. "Why can't you just use your fancy magic crap and summon her, you useless cat?" Amy yelled at me. She raised her hammer and I raised my staff in a blocking position. The hammer hit the crystal, and sparks flew. I then willed my staff into a scythe, then swung it at her. It easily cut her hammer in two, and she dropped it in disbelief. I used the back of the blade to pin her against a tree. I then looked her in the eye. "Never call me that again!" I said to her, rage evident in my voice.

"Mystic, stop." Knuckles pulled me off of her. I changed my scythe back into a staff and shot Amy a final glare before looking away. "Let's get going." I said. We ran off toward the city.

But by the time we got there, the sun had already risen.

Sonic's P.O.V.

I woke up in the middle of the street, with a massive headache and a stinging feeling in my eyes. Other than those minor things, I felt great. I slowly rose to my feet and walked to the sidewalk. I held my head and felt the pain slowly leave on it's own. The same thing happened with my eyes. When I opened them, I could make out every detail around me, and all the colors were more vibrant. "Wow, that's cool." I said to myself as I walked home.

When I got home, I remember my promise to Blade. Her words echoed in my head: "The concert starts at 5:00, but we should get there at 4:45 to get the best seats." I quickly glanced at my clock. The time was 11:30. "Damn. I was out for that long? I never sleep past 8:30." I quickly zipped into the bathroom for a quick shower.

When I got in, I found that my fur felt strange. It was more matted than usual, and it felt coarse and rough, like scales. I also noticed when I tried to shampoo my quills, they were rock solid. They felt smooth, but the tips were sharp, almost like….horns. "What's happening to me?" I thought.

At 4:45...

Blade's P.O.V.

Me and Claw were waiting near the Wells Fargo Arena for Sonic. I was wearing skintight jeans with a hole cut out in the back for my tail, which had 4 gold rings on it. My shirt was a plain old BTR t-shirt with a leather jacket. (A/N: If you don't like Big Time Rush, DON'T EVER THINK OF READING MY STORIES AGAIN!) My brother was dressed all in black leather covered with metal spikes, making him look like a hard-core biker, a description that doesn't really match him. We were waiting by the doors when Sonic appeared. He was wearing a hoodie with his own logo on it, along with black cargo pants.

We smiled at him. He smiled back, showing slightly longer and sharper teeth. Claw and I just ignored it. "Are you ready for an awesome concert?" Claw asked him. Sonic just shrugged and said, "Sure." We ran in and bought our tickets for the show, then ran in the auditorium to take our seats. After about 20 minutes, everyone was there and we were waiting for Swifty herself to take the stage.

When she did show up, we just went nuts. We screamed and cheered. Claw even attempted to throw a 'Call me' note to her, with no success. After about 5 minutes of this, the singing started. I loved this song, and so sang along with each line.

"Ah ah oh…

"Ah ah oh…

"You were in college, workin' part time, waitin' tables.

"Left a small town, never looked back,

"I was a flight risk, with a fear of fallin'

"Wonderen' why we bother with love, if it never lasts.

"I say, 'Can you believe it?'

"As we're lying on the couch,

"The moment, I can see it

"Yes, Yes,

"I can see it now.

"Do you remember we were sittin' there, by the water

"You put your arm around me, for the first time

"You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter

"You are the best thing

"That's ever been mine…" Sonic's P.O.V.

As Blade sang along with that song, I could feel the same pain that overcame me last night return. When I doubled over, the music suddenly stopped. A voice said over the megaphone that they were experiencing technical difficulties, but I didn't care. I looked over at Blade and Claw. "Guys, you have to run." I said. They looked at me weirdly. "There's no time! Go warn the others! Just…RUN!" I screamed as my hoodie was shredded by a pair of wings that burst out of my back. I felt my tail lengthen and claws form on my fingers. I lost all memory after that point.

Claw's P.O.V.

Sonic's sudden warning had confused both me and my sister, but his transformation made us quickly panic. When it was over, he was a full size cobalt dragon with poison green eyes and fierce talons. As he roared, everyone in the audience started to scream and run, but me and Blade had a better way of escaping.

We ducked beneath our seats and began to concentrate. As I did, I could feel my scales changing into feathers and my tail shriveling into nothing. My feet tore out of my shoes, becoming bird talons. My arms changed into wings, and my face started to form a beak.

When the tingling feeling stopped, I was a peregrine falcon with dark green plumage and flaming orange eyes. I looked over at Blade, who was also a falcon. The only difference between us was my feathers were a deeper shade of green than hers. We quickly flew out of the hole that the dragon had blasted through the roof and made our escape into the night.

(Whoo, that was a lot of writing. Still pretty good, right? Please review this time, and also vote on the poll I posted. Peace out for now.)