The 5th Guest
A novel by Alter-Ego
I don't own rights to Sonic the hedgehog or any other
character related to Sonic the Hedgehog or Knuckles the echidna. Their respective owners own them. But, I do own the mysterious guy who lives
in the mansion. He's mine, but if for
some odd and unexplainable reason you decide it would be cool to put him in one
of your fics, you had better get my permission otherwise you'll find yourself
flying to Russia…cargo…in many small packages!
Just kidding, but get my permission, okay!
Also I would like to state that, although I do use evolution
in this fic, I totally think the theory is a piece of crap. I, myself, am a firm, Bible-believing
Christian. Thank you…
Theme song: One Armed Scissors by At the Drive-In
(I own no rights to this band)
And now, our feature presentation…
A white mist flew over the trees. Winter had thrown a blanket of snow ever the entire
landscape. In the distance lay an old
Victorian mansion, comprised of brick and mortar, showing its age. Inside the house dust covered everything in
a haze of blinding smoke. One could
leave footprints on the floor from the amount of dust that had accumulated on
top of it. All would seem that the
mansion had been abandoned many years ago, but one door is still opened and the
hallway lit. Inside laid a vast library
of books stacked from floor to ceiling, all still covered in dust from lack of
use. A single window at the back wall
of the vast library lit the surroundings with the brilliance of a clear
day. Facing this large pane lay a
single solitary lounge chair, about the age of the house itself, and a desk,
probably used to check out books. In
the chair sat a figure, about the age of 14 or 15, silhouetted by the light of
the noon sun. He rose from his
comfortable position and stood at the window, watching the snowfall. He smiled and laughed to himself as he
remembered how he used to love the snow.
It would always bring a joy to his heart.
*But those days are over* he thought to himself, *Now I have
more important things to worry about* He held his hands out as if he were
placing them on a keyboard, and moved them in a typing fashion. The sounds of working machinery could be
heard as the bookshelf on the left wall rolled back to reveal a vast computer
network, equipped with a keyboard and cluttered with video screens projecting
visions of every angle of one planet, almost identical to the Earth, except for
minor differences in land formations.
There was still an atmosphere, a radiation belt, and a water cycle used
to distribute life-sustaining liquid across the vast plains and mountains.
He smiled in self-admiration as he walked over to the
network and quickly scanned over every screen.
He pressed a few buttons, which caused the screens to display radiation
levels and precipitation levels and land formations. *Well it will never be exactly the same* he thought to himself,
*but I'll have to make due. Now to look
at the life forms* He pressed his finger up against a screen, causing it to
enlarge and eventually cover almost the entire wall. It was a large map of the planet he had been studying before,
except less in detail. He punched in a
few keys on the keyboard, and part of the image was maximized to fit the entire
screen. He pressed some more buttons
and the view went from a normal, color picture to a thermal view. He scanned the whole planet, making sure
everything was in order. *All the
plants are growing successfully* After about 10 minutes of scanning he came
across a life form. He pressed a flurry
of buttons on the keyboard. A wave of
excitement flew over him.
*Could this be…a…* He couldn't even finish the sentence in
his head. What lay on the screen before
him filled him with confusion and disbelief.
*But…it's impossible…how could this have happened? It was all perfect*
He was about to fall back but remembered that there wasn't a chair to fall
into. Without taking his eyes of the
video playing out before him, he reached out toward his chair, which was about
15 feet away from him, and extended his palm.
The chair literally flew into his hand, and he pulled it behind him and
sat down. He put a hand on his forehead
to make sure that he wasn't overheated and hallucinating. On the screen lay the image of a creature,
having two legs and two hands, lounging in what looked like a beach chair. Except it wasn't a human, it was a fox…with
two tails. *How the hell did that happen* he wondered, staring at the fox who
was obviously enjoying the noon sun. In
disbelief he typed on the keyboard, and the screen moved to yet another life
form, this one even stranger than the last. *Oh sweet Jesus! * A hedgehog…blue…standing taller than the
last life form, was working on a car, possibly a convertible. How these beings got here was all but a
mystery to him, as yet another life form popped up on the screen. This one was red, standing as tall as the
last, but he was different from the others.
He couldn't quite put his finger on it, and then recognized its key
features. *Is that…an…echidna? * He
asked himself in disbelief.
First a wave of complete and utter confusion flew over
him. *How did it happen? What caused it? * Than anger. *I left it alone for too long. I was so ignorant! How could I let this happen? * Soon all of his emotions combined,
causing him to sweat heavily and almost pass out. He didn't know what to feel.
He sat there, silent, only the sound of his heavy panting echoing
through the room. Then he smiled. A weak smirk at first, but soon he was
laughing hysterically, an insane laugh that would have cut to the soul of every
man happening to be in that room. *Of
course, the answer is simple* he thought, still laughing uncontrollably *A
test…yes that's it…get them here…and test…of course! Yes! * He quickly sat up and began typing into the keyboard on
the computer console. Soon a display
map was put up, and the life forms exact locations were pinpointed. Each of their addresses was posted, as well
as e-mail. *Perfect* He began typing a letter to every one of them. *Yes, soon
now. You will all be mine* The enter
key was hit, and his letter was sent to the appropriate addresses. "Hmm," he said in his British toned voice,
"Guess it's time to get ready for my 'guests' to arrive. This place is a dump." He pressed the 'escape' key and the
bookshelf covered the computer console once more.
