Disclaimer: yeah, I don't own Sonic comic or Sega. The characters in this
story all belong to Archie comics and the Sega Company, I think.
No reviews for the first chapter, but that's ok. I'll try again. If someone does review, then I'll know someone actually likes the story, hopefully. Um, and I guess you could request character appearances, since this is only plotted out for this chapter and that's it. So, drop your requests on the review board.
Truth about me, chapter 2
Jules looked at the small living space his brother had given him. He thought for a minute it was a joke, but then guessed his father had said something to him. Looking to his brother of an hour he gave him a pleasing expression.
"I know it's not much," Charles said. "But until I can organize the other guest room, my study will have to do."
Jules looked again. There were textbooks and maps and graphs all over the place. He grimaced as his skin crawled. Never in his life had he actually wanted to look at a graph or textbook, and he promised himself that he would do all humanly possible to keep that promise.
Sighing he nodded his head and through his stuff on a chair and then flopped down on the small sofa decorating the room. Charles watched him carefully, nor sure what to do next. Then he remembered what Sara had said.
"Hey, do you want me to cook up some food?"
Jules looked up. "What are you good at making?"
"Heh, well I happen to be an expert at making canned soup or microwave-able diners."
Jules laughed. "Sure, anything is better than freeze dried chicken and broccoli."
"Eh heh. Just what I was thinking."
Jules followed Charles as he went into the chicken, taking two diners out of the freezer. Slitting the covers and putting them in the microwave, he began to cook them.
"Hey, what am I supposed to call you?"
Charles looked up at the strange question. "Well, I would imagine you calling me 'brother', but what would you like to call me?"
Jules grinned mischievously. "Can I call you science nerd?"
"No. I have had enough people call me a nerd or geek. If you refuse to call me brother than call me Chuck."
"Chuck?" Jules blinked.
"Yes. It's a nickname. Haven't you ever heard of me?"
"Well, kind of. He would always say I had a brother, but he never mentioned your name. He just wrote me off as a failed experiment."
"Failed experiment? How so?"
Jules sighed and shrugged. "I dunno, maybe I just don't meet his standards."
Charles grunted. "It's hard to meet his standards, don't worry."
"Yeah, well, he probably would've never considered giving you up for adoption, would he?"
There was silence in the room as the microwave cooked its contents. All through diner they said nothing, not even exchanging glances or passing condiments. When diner was over and the left overs thrown away Charles walked his brother back to his temporary room. He watched him lay down on his back and shut his eyes. He thought he was only relaxing, but in minutes he was sound asleep.
Charles switched the light off and shut the door. Returning to his own room to continue some undone work he thought how odd this child was. The only thing they had in common were looks and, apparently, blood.
The next day Charles woke to find Jules ravaging the kitchen.
"Don't you have food in this house?! You barely have anything in the fridge!"
Charles blushed and laughed. "Yeah, I usually dine out at burger places and what not. I don't spend much time at home."
"Well hurray for you, what about me?! I do need to eat every once in a while you know!"
"Well, here's twenty bucks, order yourself a pizza when I'm gone. No parties, got it?"
"Who am I gonna party with?" Jules asked, taking the money.
Charles just shook his head and headed out the door.
At six o'clock Charles came home to a darkened house. He started to get worried when he saw no sign of his new brother. He turned into his study and gasped.
Jules looked up when he heard his brother. He dropped the papers he was looking at and closed the book he was reading.
"I thought you said you hated science?" Charles questioned.
"I do!" Jules protested. "But I looked over your work and saw it was wrong, so I fixed it for you."
Charles walked over and looked at the paper. There were eraser marks and new pencil notes on it. He was about to yell at him, he had worked on that for so many hours and wasn't done yet, but then he noticed the actual logic. All of it made sense and added up. It was all correct!
"You know quantum physics?"
"I know a little. But that wasn't what was wrong, it was how you were applying it to the past present and future plains. If the past is still happening, but on a different plain, then the equation you put down can't be right, you were off by a long shot."
Charles looked at his brother astonished. His father hadn't told him he was a young genius.
"Tomorrow I'll put in a request to our science board, maybe you can go to school at the institute instead."
"Oh, no way! I don't want to go to any institute! I want public school! The last special school I went to everyone called me gay! Just because it was an all boys school!"
Charles tried not to smile.
"It's not funny!" Jules yelled.
"Alright. You can go to public school. Maybe you'll make some new friends. Well, that's starts tomorrow at 8, which means you have to get up at 6:30, so get to bed now so you wont be tired in the morning."
"There is no such thing as being 'not tired in the morning'. Who are you trying to kid?"
Jules crawled into his sofa bed and pulled a sheet over him. Lying on his back again he waved to Charles as he left him and turned off the lights. Before he fell into sub-consciencesness he thought of the theory that the past is still happening, but in another plain. If he could he would go to that plain and stop his creation.
~End chapter2
Um, I have really no idea what I was talking about, about Charles equation and what not, I was just trying to make it sound very intellectual, so don't get mad because I made no sense, rarely do I make sense. Though the theory of past and present and future all playing at the same time on different plains does exist. I don't remember what theory they call it, but I've read about it. Remember, if you have any character requests, put them in my review board! Someone please review! And characters have to agree with the time frame, this is way before any of the freedom fighters are born. Thanks!
No reviews for the first chapter, but that's ok. I'll try again. If someone does review, then I'll know someone actually likes the story, hopefully. Um, and I guess you could request character appearances, since this is only plotted out for this chapter and that's it. So, drop your requests on the review board.
Truth about me, chapter 2
Jules looked at the small living space his brother had given him. He thought for a minute it was a joke, but then guessed his father had said something to him. Looking to his brother of an hour he gave him a pleasing expression.
"I know it's not much," Charles said. "But until I can organize the other guest room, my study will have to do."
Jules looked again. There were textbooks and maps and graphs all over the place. He grimaced as his skin crawled. Never in his life had he actually wanted to look at a graph or textbook, and he promised himself that he would do all humanly possible to keep that promise.
Sighing he nodded his head and through his stuff on a chair and then flopped down on the small sofa decorating the room. Charles watched him carefully, nor sure what to do next. Then he remembered what Sara had said.
"Hey, do you want me to cook up some food?"
Jules looked up. "What are you good at making?"
"Heh, well I happen to be an expert at making canned soup or microwave-able diners."
Jules laughed. "Sure, anything is better than freeze dried chicken and broccoli."
"Eh heh. Just what I was thinking."
Jules followed Charles as he went into the chicken, taking two diners out of the freezer. Slitting the covers and putting them in the microwave, he began to cook them.
"Hey, what am I supposed to call you?"
Charles looked up at the strange question. "Well, I would imagine you calling me 'brother', but what would you like to call me?"
Jules grinned mischievously. "Can I call you science nerd?"
"No. I have had enough people call me a nerd or geek. If you refuse to call me brother than call me Chuck."
"Chuck?" Jules blinked.
"Yes. It's a nickname. Haven't you ever heard of me?"
"Well, kind of. He would always say I had a brother, but he never mentioned your name. He just wrote me off as a failed experiment."
"Failed experiment? How so?"
Jules sighed and shrugged. "I dunno, maybe I just don't meet his standards."
Charles grunted. "It's hard to meet his standards, don't worry."
"Yeah, well, he probably would've never considered giving you up for adoption, would he?"
There was silence in the room as the microwave cooked its contents. All through diner they said nothing, not even exchanging glances or passing condiments. When diner was over and the left overs thrown away Charles walked his brother back to his temporary room. He watched him lay down on his back and shut his eyes. He thought he was only relaxing, but in minutes he was sound asleep.
Charles switched the light off and shut the door. Returning to his own room to continue some undone work he thought how odd this child was. The only thing they had in common were looks and, apparently, blood.
The next day Charles woke to find Jules ravaging the kitchen.
"Don't you have food in this house?! You barely have anything in the fridge!"
Charles blushed and laughed. "Yeah, I usually dine out at burger places and what not. I don't spend much time at home."
"Well hurray for you, what about me?! I do need to eat every once in a while you know!"
"Well, here's twenty bucks, order yourself a pizza when I'm gone. No parties, got it?"
"Who am I gonna party with?" Jules asked, taking the money.
Charles just shook his head and headed out the door.
At six o'clock Charles came home to a darkened house. He started to get worried when he saw no sign of his new brother. He turned into his study and gasped.
Jules looked up when he heard his brother. He dropped the papers he was looking at and closed the book he was reading.
"I thought you said you hated science?" Charles questioned.
"I do!" Jules protested. "But I looked over your work and saw it was wrong, so I fixed it for you."
Charles walked over and looked at the paper. There were eraser marks and new pencil notes on it. He was about to yell at him, he had worked on that for so many hours and wasn't done yet, but then he noticed the actual logic. All of it made sense and added up. It was all correct!
"You know quantum physics?"
"I know a little. But that wasn't what was wrong, it was how you were applying it to the past present and future plains. If the past is still happening, but on a different plain, then the equation you put down can't be right, you were off by a long shot."
Charles looked at his brother astonished. His father hadn't told him he was a young genius.
"Tomorrow I'll put in a request to our science board, maybe you can go to school at the institute instead."
"Oh, no way! I don't want to go to any institute! I want public school! The last special school I went to everyone called me gay! Just because it was an all boys school!"
Charles tried not to smile.
"It's not funny!" Jules yelled.
"Alright. You can go to public school. Maybe you'll make some new friends. Well, that's starts tomorrow at 8, which means you have to get up at 6:30, so get to bed now so you wont be tired in the morning."
"There is no such thing as being 'not tired in the morning'. Who are you trying to kid?"
Jules crawled into his sofa bed and pulled a sheet over him. Lying on his back again he waved to Charles as he left him and turned off the lights. Before he fell into sub-consciencesness he thought of the theory that the past is still happening, but in another plain. If he could he would go to that plain and stop his creation.
~End chapter2
Um, I have really no idea what I was talking about, about Charles equation and what not, I was just trying to make it sound very intellectual, so don't get mad because I made no sense, rarely do I make sense. Though the theory of past and present and future all playing at the same time on different plains does exist. I don't remember what theory they call it, but I've read about it. Remember, if you have any character requests, put them in my review board! Someone please review! And characters have to agree with the time frame, this is way before any of the freedom fighters are born. Thanks!