To anyone who reads this, sorry I took so long to read this, but I have been busy with other things and this is a long chapter. Anyway enjoy.


Chapter 6: Saturday

Sonia awoke at 5am. The dream scared her, especially the bit at the end. The only advantage is she had slept a bit longer then she had for the previous nights.

Sonia got from her bed and headed down stairs. She just hoped that her boyfriend could cheer her up.

- -

It was another early day for DCI Damien Forbes, a 52-year-old Alsatian, as he stepped into his office at eight in the morning. He had been working hard on the David Johnson case and learnt of Drake's theory about the Longtons. But Forbes wanted to keep an open mind.

After twenty minutes of reading reports his telephone rang.

"DCI Forbers," he said.

"This is Dr. Geoffreys from forensics," a Scottish voice said. "I just calling to tell you we found a blood sample in the Home Secretary's car and we're sending it off for testing."

"Ring me when you get the results," DCI Forbes said.

"Will do."

- -

In the Staray household Diamond and Plant were happy that the whole family were back for Christmas. Sonic and Stars were prepared to go into the city for Christmas shopping, Claws was asleep, Tails was playing on his computer and Jessica was in Dazzla's room, talking about Dazzla's new school.

"It's lovely there Jess," Dazzla said, the sisters were sitting on the bed. "The grounds are great, so the dorms and all the facilities. The girls that I share a room with are very nice and friendly and all so very different. Also the village there is nice; it's so different to the city. I do miss it hear but I love it there."

"It good that your happy there," Jessica said. "I was worried that you would hate it there and regret going."

"Yeah," Dazzla said. "I had the same fears but it's so much better then Angelon. The classes and smaller and you could have a proper debate and there are no idiots in class that throw paper and do stupid stuff like that."

"Are you a member of any clubs?" Jessica asked.

"I do a few sports, but what I love the most is the debate club they have their," Dazzla admitted. "It's really getting me interested with current issues and politics."

"So are you going to follow mum's career steps," Jessica joked.

"Too soon to tell."

Dazzla went up to her suitcase and pick out a photo album. She sat back on the bed and show Jessica pictures of her room, her friends, the school and the village and town need by.

"This was taken during the rugby match against a local school," Dazzla said showing her a picture of rugby team in a scrum. "We won."

Dazzla flicked onto the next picture and then changed it, hoping that Jessica didn't noticed.

"Who was that?" Jessica asked.

"No one," Dazzla lied.

"Yes it was," Jessica said. "Now show me."

Jessica tried to get the album off her sister. Dazzla pulled it away. Jessica was determined to look at the photograph and started to wrestle the 14-year-old on her bed. It took thirty second for Jessica to get the photo album.

Jessica opened the album and turned it to the picture Dazzla was trying to hide. It was a picture of Dazzla in normal clothes standing next to a male lion aged fifteen. Both had the arms around each others shoulder.

"Who is he?" Jessica asked.

"Oliver Walters," Dazzla answered. "My boyfriend."

"Ah. My little sister's growing up."

"Don't make fun!"

"Okay, I won't," Jessica said. "Going to tell me a bit about him?"

"He is in my year at school. He is the captain of the rugby, a fly-half if you want to know. He wants to become a professional player went his older."

"You picked well," Jessica said to her younger sister.

"Please don't tell anyone," Dazzla said. "I don't want them to make a fuss."

"Okay, I won't."

- -

Winston had left his office at 10am to meet people who had experience with Charlie Davenport and the Longtons.

Winston parked his car on the street and when towards his rendezvous point. It was a bench in a small park in the West of Emerald. He wiped the snow off the bench, sat on it and waited for the first two people he was going to meet.

Two men, a badger and a fox, sat next to the black cat.

"God I miss this," the fox said.

"Good of you two to meet me," Winston said.

"We know that it is important," the badger said.

"Yeah, it is," Winston said. "I need to know everything about Charlie Davenport."

"As you know we investigated him during the 80s over suspected weapons trafficking," the fox said.

"He was working for Customs and Exercise in Southam port," the badger said. "He was able to get shipments of guns to pass by without being checked. We noticed that some packages were getting passed customs so we contacted the police and MI5."

"That's where I came in," the fox said. "I was put in charge of the case against Davenport. We discovered that every month he made large payments into his bank account. It was double his monthly wage. We decided to follow his movements."

"MI5 discovered Davenport meeting with terrorists from many different groups," the badger said. "We were about to arrest him ourselves but then the police got him for the murders."

"Do you think that he could restart his terrorist links?" Winston asked.

"It is possible," the fox said, "but they possibly wouldn't want to know because of his past and the fact he can't offer them anything at the moment."

"I will need to see any files that are relevant," Winston said.

"We will send them to you in a few days times," the badger said.

- -

Sonia had the house all to herself. Her parents had gone out to the city for Christmas shopping and Clas wasn't going to around for three hours.

Sonia was listening to the radio whiles she was making herself a cup of tea. She was humming along until the music stopped and switched to the eleven o'clock news.

The top story was still about the assassination about David Johnson and Special Branch was looking at a number of leads. Then it continued to other stories.

"Metropolitan Police are concerned about the whereabouts of fourteen year-old leopard Jennifer Orr," the radio presenter said. "She was last seen getting off the 230 bus at Walker Street. She was wearing a navy blue blazer and a grey skirt."

Sonia dropped her cup and it smashed into many pieces. That sounded like the girl in her dream, she sure it was: but what could she do about it. The police would laugh at her at best or think she is wasting their time at worst.

- -

Sonic and Stars both hated Christmas shopping. It wasn't the fact that they had to give gives, they enjoyed it, it was just choosing what to get they're loved one.

Sonic and Stars decided to go to record shop to look for CDs and videos. Both headed off for different sections. Sonic went off to look at CDs for Dazzla. After a couple of minutes Stars came back with two DVDs, a video and a computer game.

"I'm trying to get Dazz off the crap she listens to," Sonic said.

"Have fun trying that," Stars said. "Anyway I'm going to pay for these then go off across the street."

"Go ahead."

"Meet you at the pub down the road," Stars said.

- -

Winston promised to meet to Dr. Elizabeth O'Conner in Costa's, a modern restaurant in the centre of Emerald. Dr. O'Conner was a criminal psychologist that worked in the prison system and had worked with Charlie Davenport.

Winston was drinking a cup of coffee when he saw a 51-year-old female hare enter the restaurant. She walked towards Winston and sat opposite him.

"Afternoon doctor," Winston said. "Do you want a drink?"

"That would be nice," Dr. O'Conner answered.

Winston called for a waiter and Dr. O'Conner ordered a cup of coffee.

"I may as well get straight to the point," Winston said. "I need to know everything about Charlie Davenport. I need to know how he think and predict him next move."

"You don't ask for much," Dr. O'Conner joked. "Where do you want start?"

"Is he psychotic?"

"No," Dr. O'Conner answered. "When I interviewed him he seemed perfectly normal."

"Okay," Winston said. "So do you think he is capable of organising attack which a group of men?"

"Easily. He did rape and kill fourteen people."

"Stupid question," Winston admitted. "Why did he kill those people in Southam then?"

"He said they were impure because they were non-evolvers," Dr. O'Conner answered.

"Did he ever hint that he was ever involved with terrorist groups?"

"Well he obviously believes that evolvers should be the only race that exists but he also seemed to be into Communism. I'm not a fan of Communism but his version of it was extremely warbled."

"But did he mention anything about terrorist involvement?"

"He dropped hints that he was, but never said anything out right."

"So do you think he may try and contact his previous terrorist connotations?" Winston asked.

"It possible, but unlikely," Dr. O'Conner said. "If he did kill David Johnson, which I'm guessing is why you want to see me; he'll possible keep his head down for a while."

- -

"How well did you do today?" Sonic asked Stars.

"Nearly finished," Stars answered. "All I need to get mum's present and I'm done."

"That's good."

"What about you?" Stars asked.

"I still need to get Claws and Diamond a present each."

The waiter arrived with two places in his hands. He put them on the table and asked if Sonic and Stars if they want anything else. Both answered no.

"Who do you thinks going to win the rugby today?" Stars asked.

"Yarnbroke," Sonic answered. "But only just."

"Same here."

"Do you know Jessica and Dazzla were fighting earlier?" Sonic asked.

"They were fighting?"

"Yeah; I heard them in Dazz's room."

"Well I don't know."

"Looking forward to tonight?" Sonic asked.

"Oh yeah," Stars answered.

- -

DCI Forbes returned to his office after his secretary told him he receive a call from Dr. Geofferys.

"What have you got for me Doc?" DCI Forbes asked.

"We done the test on the blood sample and crossed checked it with the database," Dr. Geofferys answered.

"And?"

"We don't know who he is," the doctor answered. "However his sample is on the database; he was involved with the gang-rape of a 15-year-old girl."

"What's her name?"

The DCI had to wait a few seconds, hearing the click a mouse.

"Sonia Emily Green; she lives in Emerald and is now sixteen."

"Do the tests again just to be sure."

"Will do."

- -

Clas Wolfenstein rang the doorbell to the Green household. It had six weeks since he last seen Sonia. He waited thirty seconds before Sonia answered the door.

"Hi," Sonia said and hugged Clas. "How are you?"

"I'm great," Clas answered. "You?"

"Okay I guess," Sonia said. "Anyway how's uni?"

"It's great," Clas said. "So much better then school. You will love it when you go. Anyway I can come in?"

"Sure," Sonia said and stepped out the way to let him in. "Do you want a drink or anything?"

"Cup of coffee would be great," Clas answered.

Sonia headed towards the kitchen and Clas when to the lounge. He sat down on the sofa and turned on the television. He switched it to a sports channel to watch a football match between Easton and Oakfield.

Sonia came behind Clas and gave him a kiss on the cheek and his cup of coffee.

"What's the score?" Sonia asked.

"One all," Clas answered. "I personally can't believe you support that shit."

"Don't swear!" Sonia shouted.

"Sorry, but you know I don't have religion beliefs. Well not like you anyway."

Sonia sat down next to her boyfriend. They watched the match for a few minutes when Sonia started to play with the cross and angle necklaces.

"You better pray if you want Easton to win today," Clas said as a joke.

"Shut up," Sonia answered.

Both continued the watch the match for few minutes when Clas got up and when to the toilet.

After Clas was finished with his business he went to wash his hands. He saw that the medicine cabinet was slightly open. He did have a slight headache so he decided to look to see if there were any tablets in it. However the first thing to take his attention was Sonia's prescription. He took the tablets with him and went back downstairs to see his girlfriend about them.

- -

At a safe house in Emerald William Gold had got a team of seven men ready for the raid on Roton. He entered the room and saw all the soldiers ready for the mission. He personally surprised himself for setting up this mission so quickly.

"Good afternoon gentlemen," William said. "I ordered you all here to prepare for a dark op tonight." Behind him a satellite photo of the village came up. "This is Rotan village. MI5 want you to place surveillance equipment in the village.

"The group here are called the Longtons. They are an evolver extremist group that have kidnapped torture and raped people to get them to join them. MI5 also believe that they are also they are involved in the assassination of the Home Secretary and have already murdered an MI5 officer."

"If MI5 believe that they are involved with all this; why haven't us or the police or whatever gone in to arrest them?" a 24-year-old badger asked who had only been in the SAS for a year.

"Lack of evidence," William answered. "MI5 haven't got must evidence to prove that it's the Longtons that are involved with the assassination. Also the only person that was saved from them is unable to give much information from her and Vice have arrested some prostitutes, pimps and drug dealers, but haven't been able to get information from them about the them either."

William pressed the button in his hand and a picture of Charlie Davenport when up behind him.

"This is Charles Lyndon Davenport," William continued. "He is famous for being the Southam Ripper and is prime suspect of the assassination. If you can find him bug him. We also need to access their computers so we need you to place worms in their network.

"Wolfgang here," William said and a large eight feet wolf with large muscles, spikes and horns on the top of his head lifted his hand, " who I nicked from MI5 has been to Roton once before and will be in charge of the mission.

"This is going to be a danger mission. You cannot let the Longtons know that you are their and you can't leave any trace that you have been in the village. If they capture you they will possibly torture you. If you want to back out now is the time."

None of the men showed any sign of reluctants to the mission.

"Okay; Wolfgang, care to tell them the mission details."

- -

"What have these nightmares been about?" Clas asked Sonia

"They been flashbacks about the kidnapping and things afterwards," Sonia answered. "I needed the pills to help me sleep."

"I just don't understand why you would be having nightmares," Clas said. "It's been so long since everything that has happened."

"I know," Sonia said. "And the dreams have been getting weirder. Just last night I dreamt …"

"You did you dream about?" Clas asked.

Sonia took a deep breath. "I had a dream about a girl who was a kidnapped and … and … and was rrraped."

"Oh my God!" Clas said. Sonia was starting to breakdown; tears were running down from her eyes.

"And I think that really happened," Sonia said. "I heard on the radio about a girl that has gone missing and she sounded like the girl in my dream. You must think that I'm going crazy."

"I don't think you're crazy," Clas said, holding her in his arms. "Have you told anyone else about this?"

"Mum and Dad, Gemma and my doctor. I haven't been able to see Julie yet."

"Have you ever seen that girl before?"

"Never. I scared to even fall asleep now."

"I just don't understand why this is happening to you. As I said, why now? Why are you haven't these dreams?"

"I want to know. I want to stop them. I just want to live a normal live."

- -

Winston arrived at Saint Joseph's Church at 5:00 pm. He was waiting in the back rows of the empty church. He was not a religious man but he had to admit to himself that this was a beautiful medieval building.

"Mr. Drake?" a female voice said, putting her hand on his shoulder.

Winston turned his head; it was DC Michelle Francis from the Vice squad. With her was a 48-year-old female zebra; her name was Tracey Lee, DC Francis' DCI. Winston had known DCI Lee had been working on the Longton case for years.

"Yeah, and I assume you're DC Francis," Winston answered.

"Call me Michelle."

"What do you need to see us about?" DCI Lee asked.

"I need to know everything about the Longtons," Winston said.

Both women sat down next to the MI5 officer.

"They are pure evil," DC Francis said.

"I have to admit it is hard to investigate them," DCI Lee said. "They are a cult that believes that only evolvers should exist. They kidnap people and force them to join the cult. Only one person has escaped from them."

"I know about her," Winston said. "I ordered the rescue mission."

"Anyway we know that they make money through illegal activities like prostitution, drug dealing, pimping, gun trafficking, the list goes on," DCI Lee said. "We have arrested some prostitutes, pimps and dealers and they do seem to be traumatized, yet unwilling to talk about it. They are possibly kidnap victims of the Longtons."

"However, when they were questioned they refused to tell us anything," DC Francis said. "They possibly feared the punishment they might get if they said anything."

"Do you think you could give me some names?" Winston asked. "I can get some information out of them and MI5 can offer them better protection."

"Can I ask why do you want to know?" DCI Lee asked.

"Yeah," Winston said. "But this is protected by the Official Secrets Act. You can hear it because you're a high ranking officer, so unfortunately DC Francis will have to go outside."

"I'll call you back in," DCI Lee said to DC Francis and the monkey when outside the church.

"I believe that the Longtons were the ones who assassinated the Home Secretary," Winston told her. "They also killed a MI5 field agent. I just lack evidence, but I know they done it."

Winston mobile phone started to ring. He took it out his pocket and said Marie was calling him.

"Sorry, I need to take him," Winston said. He answered the phone, got up and walked up towards the pulpit.

"I just got a call from DCI Forbes," Marie said. "They find a DNA sample."

"Have they tested it let?" Winston asked.

"Yeah," Marie said. "They going to test it again to be sure but he isn't on the DNA database. They have however found out that he was involved of the gang-rape of girl last year."

"What's the girl's name?"

"Sonia Green. Special Branch is planning on sending officers to question her."

"They can't do that!" Winston said quickly. "She won't be able to give them any information. She didn't see anything."

"How do you know about her?"

"I did a case involving her," Winston said. "I'll tell you about it later. Just don't let Special Branch question her; she has been through a lot already."

Winston ended the call and put the phone in his pocket. He looked back at DCI Lee and saw that DC Francis had returned inside.

"We have files on the Longtons," DC Francis said. "We have been trying to build a case on them."

"We were due to meet the Home Secretary," DCI Lee said. "But for obvious reasons we can't and junior ministers don't have the authority to order any missions. So basically we're stuck in a state of limbo."

"Can I have a copy of files?" Winston asked.

"I can see what I can do," DCI Lee said.

"I can use it in my case," Winston continued. "I can take it to the Defence Secretary."

Both officers looked a little dumbfounded when he said that.

"In case the Home Secretary is unable to do his duties then the Defence Secretary will become the temporary minister in charge of MI5."

- -

"What do you mean don't get mad!" Sonic shouted at Jessica.

"I entered you in that competition because I know you would win," Jessica answered.

"IT'S TONIGHT!" Sonic shouted. "Besides from the fact that I have no time to prepare you should know that I think that this is no more then a glorified karaoke contest." He turned away from her and shouted "GOD!"

"Don't be mad at her," said another female voice. "It was my idea."

Sonic turned around again and saw it was Dazzla.

"I just thought you might have enjoyed it."

Damn it Sonic thought. He couldn't get mad at Dazzla, he had treated her as a little sister and always has defended her.

"I'll do it," he said. "But you own me big."

"You could tell him everything about your new boyfriend," Jessica said.

"JESS!" Dazzla shouted.

"Ah," Sonic said, "little Dazzla's growing up."

Both could see the skin under her fur was starting to blush.

- -

Fred Smith, a 22-year-old polar bear and his 20-year-old girlfriend Justine Downing were driving towards Emerald for their date. It had taken Fred ages to ask her out but it was worth it and now both were going off to watch a film.

The road was icy and it was dark infront of him; so he drove slowly.

He continued driving for another five minutes when he saw bright lights and a van infront of him. He slowed down and then stopped. Fred saw six men walking towards the car.

"What's going on?" Justine asked.

"I don't know," Fred answered.

The men came closer. One of them pointed a pistol with a silencer on. He pulled the trigger and it let of a silent hiss. The bullet when through the window and into Justine's skull. Blood when all over the window and inside of the car.

Fred didn't know what was happening or what to do. He was shock and confused.

The men came towards the car. One of them opened the driver side door and reached in towards the male bear.

"You're coming with us," the man said.

Fred roared and it was earpiecing. The men held their hands to their ears and the glass to the car shattered.

Fred turned his head towards the man, opened his mouth and shot a red beam out of it. The man flew towards the field behind him.

Fred undid his seat beat and went of the car. The men started to advance towards him so Fred ran in the opposite direction.

One of the men lifted his arm up and aimed it towards the bear. The man shot an energy beam at Fred. It hit the polar bear in his right shoulder; he fell to the ground and was knocked unconscious.

The six men went up to Fred and surrounded his unconscious body.

"Don't you just hate it when they try to resist," one of the men said.

"Come on," the leader of the group said. "Let's get him in the van."

- -

Sonic looked at his watch, the time was 8:32 and he was about to perform. He couldn't believe that Dazzla signed him up for this. At least it wasn't as bad as he feared; the people competing were good, singing good songs and the prize money was excellent. The only thing was song wanted to sing his own songs.

He went up to the microphone and he heard his friends whistling and cheering him on.

The started to play in the background and he started to sing:

"I see a red door and I want it painted it black,

"No colours anymore I want them to turn black,

"I see the girls walk by dress in their summer clothes,

"I have to turn my head until my darkness goes."

"I can't believe you got Sonic to agree to this," Stars said to Jessica.

"Don't blame me, it was Dazzla's idea," Jessica answered.

Ninja got up from his seat.

"I'm just going to get a drink," he said. "Does anyone want anything?"

"Get me a pint," Stars said.

Three minutes later Sonic ended his song and it went down a treat with the audience.

- -

Claws was sitting in a upscale bar in the centre of Emerald. He was with two of his friends who had gone to the toilet. He looked to his left and saw a blue 19-year-old female star-cat with two small horns coming from the top of her head and pointed forward.

"Hi," the woman said.

"Hi," Claws said back.

"Where're your mates?"

"The bog, yours?"

"Just sorting out their makeup," she answered.

"What's your name?"

"Billie," she answered.

"What about your surname?"

"You'll going laugh, truth me."

"No I won't, promise," Claws said.

"Okay. Ball, Billie Ball."

Claws smiled and looked away from her.

"See! You think it's funny!" she said.

"Sorry," Claws said.

"Anyway what's your name?"

"Claws Staray."

"Unusual," Billie said.

Claws smiled again.

"So, are you a student?" Claws asked.

"Yeah, language and politics at ESE," she answered. "I want to be a journalist when I get out."

"Cool."

"What about you?"

"Computing and Engineering at Diamond," Claws said.

"Posh kid then," Billie joked.

"Hardly. I went to state school. So how old are you?"

"Nineteen, you?"

"Twenty."

"Going clubbing later then?" Billie asked.

"Na," Claws answered, "just meeting my mates for drinks; nothing more."

"That's a shame," Billie said. "My mates are going to Room-24." As she said it four women came out the toilets and towards the two star-cats.

"I got to go now," she said. She asked the barman for a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote down a number on the paper and gave it to Claws. "Call me tomorrow, after lunch."

- -

"We are in a tight-break situation here between Lizzie Holmes and Sonic Spike," the bar-owner, a 34-year-old python. "Lizzie will go first singing I Had a Dream."

Lizzie, a 17-year-old female tiger, stepped up to the microphone. She muttered under her breath and then started to sing.

"I had a dream last night,

"What a lovely dream it was.

"I dreamed we all were all right,

"Happy in a land of oz.

"Why did everybody laugh when I told them my dream?

"I guess they all were so far from that kind of scene

"Feeling really mean…"

"She's good," Stars whispered to Jessica. "Really good."

"I can't sing like that," Jessica said.

"I heard a song last night,

"What a lovely song it was,

"I thought I'd hum it all night,

"Unforgettable because…

"ALL the players were playing together,

"And all of the heavies were as light as a feather,

"See your love remembers is a freeing of soul,

"But as I recall, the rest will just follow.

"I had a dream last night,

"What a lovely dream it was,

"I dreamed we all were all right,

"Happy in a land of oz,

"What a lovely dream it was,

"What a lovely dream it was,

"What a lovely dream it was."

When the song ended the audience clapped madly for the girl.

"Thank you," she said into the microphone.

The bar owner when back on the stage and took the microphone.

"Lets here it for Lizzie!" the bar owner said. Lizzie walked off the stage towards her friend. "Now we have Sonic singing My Way."

Sonic stepped up to the microphone and the music started.

"And now the end is near,

"And so I face the final curtain.

"My friend, I'll say it clear,

"I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

"I lived a live that's full.

"I travelled each and every highway;

"But more, much more then this,

"I did it my way.

"Regrets, I had a few;

"But then again, too few to mention.

"I did what I had to do,

"And saw it through without exemption.

"I planned each charted course;

"Each careful step along the byway,

"But more, much more than this,

"I did it my way.

"Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew,

"When I bit off more then I could chew.

"But through it all, when there was doubt,

"I ate it up and spit it out.

"I faced it all and I stood tall;

"And did it my way!

"I loved, I laughed and cried.

"I've had my fill; my share of loosing.

"And now tears subside,

"I find it all so amusing.

"To think I did all that;

"And may I say, not in a shy way,

"'No, oh no not me

"I did it my way'

"For what is a man, what has he got?

"If not himself, then he has naught.

"To say the things he truly feels;

"And not the words one who kneels.

"The record shows that I took the blows;

"And did it my way!"

When the music ended Sonic received a standing ovation. This was going to be a close call for the judges.

- -

Outside the village of Roton the Special Forces team were waiting for the Longtons to lower their guard. It was dark so all the men were wearing night-vision goggles.

All the men had recording equipment to place around the village and were ordered to place devices around the village so MI5 could make a map of the village. All of them also had cameras on them as well.

A van drove up to edges of the village. One of the men took out his camera and started to take pictures. The van stopped. Six men came out of it; one of them was tied up, blindfolded and gagged.

One of the troops, a 25-year-old brown bear reached for his gun, but Wolfgang forced him to hold it down.

"We got to help him," the bear said.

"We can't do anything for him," Wolfgang answered. "We got to do this mission."

"Poor bloke," the badger said.

"Just take some pictures," Wolfgang said. "MI5 and the police must find them useful."

- -

Sonic, Lizzie and the bar owner were all standing on the stage. It had taken the judges forty-five minutes to decide on a winner.

"Thank you everyone for being so patience," the bar owner said. "This has been a tough decision for the judges to make; but we now have the results. So if I could have a drum roll please." In the background the drummer complied with the request. "Thank you. Now the winner is … Sonic Spike!"

Sonic remanded claim when the bar owner came up to him, gave him the cheque and both shock hands. Sonic looked to his side and saw Lizzie. She seemed on the verge of tears.

Lizzie ran off upset. Sonic followed her quickly.

"Wait!" Sonic shouted. "Don't be upset."

Lizzie ignored him and kept walking away.

"You were good," Sonic said.

"Just not good either," she answered. "I mean I really tried my best and I still couldn't win a stupid competition."

"You were brilliant. Come on, you forced a tight-break situation. You should be proud of yourself."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be like this," Lizzie said. "I just want to be a singer so bad."

"So do I," Sonic answered.

"Lizzie, are you alright?" an 18-year-old lioness asked, standing behind Sonic.

"I will be," Lizzie answered. "Sonic here was just trying to make me feel better."

"That's nice of you," the lioness said. "By the way, congratulations."

"Thanks; but Lizzie did give me a good contest. She is good."

"Do you want a drink?" Lizzie asked Sonic.

"Yeah, but I'll pay for it myself."


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