Sorry for the long wait, ya'll! Circumstances outside my control delayed the creation of this chapter until now.
On a totally seperate note, Happy B-day to me!
Eh, it had to be said. You're only 18 once, or some such thing. Whatever.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sega, or Sonic, or Shadow.
Claimer: I DO own a SINGLE COPY of SA2B. Note, I said a COPY, NOT that I take credit for the game itself. I'm still a little miffed at loosing a couple of chapters over here. I also own this fic and Cross. (Well, DUH.)
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It's official: something is SERIOUSLY wrong with me. I think I've read about this somewhere too. Blackouts, ending up in places you never been to without any memories of how or why you got there...
Speaking of places, where I am right now appears to be someplace that's very tropical. I can see what's either a really big lake or an ocean way off in the distance, and judging from the total abscence of certain stars in the sky, I may even be in the southern hemisphere.
Am not complaining about the weather, but I think I might be los- I mean, I am slightly uncertain as to where I should go now. Because I don't GET lost.
....But as for HOW I got here....no clues on that are forthcoming. This little vacation spot isn't near any sort of civilization, so how did I get here?
//Do you really need to guess?//
"Ya-HAAAAAA!"
What the heck was THAT?!?!?!
//Feh. You really ARE an IDIOT.//
Voice...inside head...must recover from sudden heart attack...
Wait a second.
I RECOGNIZE that voice.
And if that voice is the voice of who I THINK it is...
...............Although it would explain a heckofalot.
"If this turns out be both wrong and stupid, I will gladly agree to carry bags the next time Amy goes shopping," I said, speaking loudly and clearly. "Ahem.....Project Cross?"
I received one blissful moment of utter silence. And then...
//Honestly, I would have thought we'd gotten close enough for you to drop that whole 'Project' nonsense.//
Hello, worst fears confirmed. As if my existance couldn't get any weirder.
"I thought you had been pulled out of me," I commented.
//Not really. Our, shall we say 'Merged' personality, was what was pulled out of you. That left me short one body...but there's so MUCH empty space inside your head that I knew you wouldn't mind me moving in at all.//
"Lovely," I rolled my eyes, "And in that case, I can assume you have managed to relocate me to...wherever we are...despite that whole 'noncorporeal' issue? Where is this and how did I get here Cross?"
//It's called 'Chaos Control', knucklehead; and WE are located within the confines of the Amazon Rainforest. I believe that's inside the human country called 'Brazil'. And there is no time for this pathetic chattering. I only allowed you to wake up because I have a proposition for you.//
Turning around revealed two Chaos Emeralds sitting on the ground behind me: mine and another one. I picked them up while mulling over what my personal squatter had just said. His having the power to control my body at will was definitely not a good sign. I could almost sense his prescence in my head now, a sort of heavy sensation. I couldn't pick up any stray thoughts from it at all.
But then again, he couldn't 'hear' me think either, so we were even there. Besides, what had Cross just said? Something about a proposition?
"...What sort of proposition are you talking about?" I asked.
I could hear him laugh.
//You don't actually get a say in it,// he said with a big mental sneer, //But I figured that you MIGHT want half of the perks as well as half of the work. My proposition for you, my spikey predecessor, is that we forget our differences and work together to take out our mutual enemy.//
"We have a 'mutual' enemy?"
//That surprised me as well,// Cross agreed, //But a little judicial checking revealed that there is a single human that you and I both hate the most. A former General Vox, I believe his name is.//
"Vox?" I kept my voice as neutral as possible, but inwardly I was seething.
I do hate Vox. I used to hate humanity in general, except for Maria and the Professor of course, but that had resolved itself. Now, all that hatred had lingered in the back of my mind, and redirected itself towards Vox. That fool was the reason I was now stuck with a hitchhiker in my brain.
"What about Vox?" I asked.
//Hmph. You at least know that the fool is hiding from the world with his 'old records' and his 'secret equipment',// Cross said, going straight to his sarcastic point, //I know how to find him.//
"Just because you know how doesn't mean anything," I countered, "Besides, what, exactly, did he do to you?"
//Well, I suppose I might as well tell you. This could even be interesting to you. I have spent much of our recent time looking for certain pieces of equipment, pieces that Vox has either taken for himself or had destroyed, along with the plans to construct those devices.//
"I hear talking, but nothing is being said," I mentioned, as if speaking to the wind. Cross seemed only amused.
//What I am saying, idiot,// he said in a snide tone, //Is that I want to eliminate your pathetic little human because he has single-handedly managed to destroy almost every single machine that I need if I ever want to LEAVE your pathetic little head! Does that mean anything to you or not?!//
"WHAT?!"
This is too good to be true. It has to be. I haven't done anything to get a break this good!
//It's not like its a difficult concept,// Cross snapped, clearly loosing his patience, //I grow a new body for myself, and then there's this handy toy that will allow me to transfer my awareness out of your skull and into its new home.//
"And what happens after that, Cross? Do you plan on trying out your new body by attempting to kill me?"
I heard him chuckle.
//We'll see. Who knows, maybe I'll just move on. Do something else with my life. It's not like I NEED to interact with you anyway. I don't even carry any lingering fondness for such acts.//
'You and me both, parasite,' I thought.
But still, a chance to end Vox's wrongdoings, plus get Cross out of my head for good, was not something I could afford to pass up on. Even if I DID have to associate with the nasty green bug.
"Well then, Cross," I said, "It looks like we'll have this truce of yours. Until you get out of my head: then, all bets are off."
//Sounds like a marrrrr-volous plan to me,// Cross purred.
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Mu wah hah hah hah hah hah! I love my evil plot twists!
Oh, and final note: anybody that needs to see the old Chapter 9 (I describe what Cross looks like with his own body), just leave me your email and i shall send the chapter over for you.
Don't worry, I'll post the next one a whole lot sooner!...I think...
On a totally seperate note, Happy B-day to me!
Eh, it had to be said. You're only 18 once, or some such thing. Whatever.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sega, or Sonic, or Shadow.
Claimer: I DO own a SINGLE COPY of SA2B. Note, I said a COPY, NOT that I take credit for the game itself. I'm still a little miffed at loosing a couple of chapters over here. I also own this fic and Cross. (Well, DUH.)
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It's official: something is SERIOUSLY wrong with me. I think I've read about this somewhere too. Blackouts, ending up in places you never been to without any memories of how or why you got there...
Speaking of places, where I am right now appears to be someplace that's very tropical. I can see what's either a really big lake or an ocean way off in the distance, and judging from the total abscence of certain stars in the sky, I may even be in the southern hemisphere.
Am not complaining about the weather, but I think I might be los- I mean, I am slightly uncertain as to where I should go now. Because I don't GET lost.
....But as for HOW I got here....no clues on that are forthcoming. This little vacation spot isn't near any sort of civilization, so how did I get here?
//Do you really need to guess?//
"Ya-HAAAAAA!"
What the heck was THAT?!?!?!
//Feh. You really ARE an IDIOT.//
Voice...inside head...must recover from sudden heart attack...
Wait a second.
I RECOGNIZE that voice.
And if that voice is the voice of who I THINK it is...
...............Although it would explain a heckofalot.
"If this turns out be both wrong and stupid, I will gladly agree to carry bags the next time Amy goes shopping," I said, speaking loudly and clearly. "Ahem.....Project Cross?"
I received one blissful moment of utter silence. And then...
//Honestly, I would have thought we'd gotten close enough for you to drop that whole 'Project' nonsense.//
Hello, worst fears confirmed. As if my existance couldn't get any weirder.
"I thought you had been pulled out of me," I commented.
//Not really. Our, shall we say 'Merged' personality, was what was pulled out of you. That left me short one body...but there's so MUCH empty space inside your head that I knew you wouldn't mind me moving in at all.//
"Lovely," I rolled my eyes, "And in that case, I can assume you have managed to relocate me to...wherever we are...despite that whole 'noncorporeal' issue? Where is this and how did I get here Cross?"
//It's called 'Chaos Control', knucklehead; and WE are located within the confines of the Amazon Rainforest. I believe that's inside the human country called 'Brazil'. And there is no time for this pathetic chattering. I only allowed you to wake up because I have a proposition for you.//
Turning around revealed two Chaos Emeralds sitting on the ground behind me: mine and another one. I picked them up while mulling over what my personal squatter had just said. His having the power to control my body at will was definitely not a good sign. I could almost sense his prescence in my head now, a sort of heavy sensation. I couldn't pick up any stray thoughts from it at all.
But then again, he couldn't 'hear' me think either, so we were even there. Besides, what had Cross just said? Something about a proposition?
"...What sort of proposition are you talking about?" I asked.
I could hear him laugh.
//You don't actually get a say in it,// he said with a big mental sneer, //But I figured that you MIGHT want half of the perks as well as half of the work. My proposition for you, my spikey predecessor, is that we forget our differences and work together to take out our mutual enemy.//
"We have a 'mutual' enemy?"
//That surprised me as well,// Cross agreed, //But a little judicial checking revealed that there is a single human that you and I both hate the most. A former General Vox, I believe his name is.//
"Vox?" I kept my voice as neutral as possible, but inwardly I was seething.
I do hate Vox. I used to hate humanity in general, except for Maria and the Professor of course, but that had resolved itself. Now, all that hatred had lingered in the back of my mind, and redirected itself towards Vox. That fool was the reason I was now stuck with a hitchhiker in my brain.
"What about Vox?" I asked.
//Hmph. You at least know that the fool is hiding from the world with his 'old records' and his 'secret equipment',// Cross said, going straight to his sarcastic point, //I know how to find him.//
"Just because you know how doesn't mean anything," I countered, "Besides, what, exactly, did he do to you?"
//Well, I suppose I might as well tell you. This could even be interesting to you. I have spent much of our recent time looking for certain pieces of equipment, pieces that Vox has either taken for himself or had destroyed, along with the plans to construct those devices.//
"I hear talking, but nothing is being said," I mentioned, as if speaking to the wind. Cross seemed only amused.
//What I am saying, idiot,// he said in a snide tone, //Is that I want to eliminate your pathetic little human because he has single-handedly managed to destroy almost every single machine that I need if I ever want to LEAVE your pathetic little head! Does that mean anything to you or not?!//
"WHAT?!"
This is too good to be true. It has to be. I haven't done anything to get a break this good!
//It's not like its a difficult concept,// Cross snapped, clearly loosing his patience, //I grow a new body for myself, and then there's this handy toy that will allow me to transfer my awareness out of your skull and into its new home.//
"And what happens after that, Cross? Do you plan on trying out your new body by attempting to kill me?"
I heard him chuckle.
//We'll see. Who knows, maybe I'll just move on. Do something else with my life. It's not like I NEED to interact with you anyway. I don't even carry any lingering fondness for such acts.//
'You and me both, parasite,' I thought.
But still, a chance to end Vox's wrongdoings, plus get Cross out of my head for good, was not something I could afford to pass up on. Even if I DID have to associate with the nasty green bug.
"Well then, Cross," I said, "It looks like we'll have this truce of yours. Until you get out of my head: then, all bets are off."
//Sounds like a marrrrr-volous plan to me,// Cross purred.
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Mu wah hah hah hah hah hah! I love my evil plot twists!
Oh, and final note: anybody that needs to see the old Chapter 9 (I describe what Cross looks like with his own body), just leave me your email and i shall send the chapter over for you.
Don't worry, I'll post the next one a whole lot sooner!...I think...