Chapter 2: T N' T
"Oh Shit," said the figure standing before the enormous glowing gem "How we
gonna carry this out of here Travis?"
The other figure just shook his head, taking a long drag on the cigarette sticking out of his mouth. He then reached up with an enormous claw, grasping the cigarette firmly. He exhaled the smoke again and said "I have no fucking clue," He looked at his companion, Twackius Mortius Coon and added "Maybe you should just try picking it up."
"Alright then." He said and approached the emerald with cautious steps. He first placed one hand on it, then the other and tried pushing it slightly. The Chaos Emrald made his hands tingle slightly but that was it. He'd heard of some Mobians who were chaos syphons, able to drains some of the emeralds energy to use for themselves. Seemed like he wasn't one of them. He wagged his ringed-racoon tail slowly from side to side as he pushed the rock as hard as possible but getting no where. He looked back to his partner and asked for help. The Scorpion named Travis started to push as well but still the two couldn't move it. Suddenly the emerald stopped
glowing.
Twacky blinked and whispered "What the fuck is going on?" As the lights in the emerald chamber also stopped glowing. A sound like air escaping from a baloon filled the room and they became aware of the presence of someone else. Someone or something.
"H-hello...Someone there?" Travis asked. A deep laughter came from the corner of the room and the two became aware of a white figure approaching them.
"So you thought you could steal my emerald?" The same voice which had produced the laughter asked. The two remained silent. "Me and my ancestors have been protecting this emerald for as long as my race can remember and you idiots think you can just steal them?"
"Who the fuck are you?" Twacky yelled.
"I should be the one asking questions here but as you asked so nicely, I'll tell you. I am Abyss, the guardian of the Floating Island and the emerald that keeps it in the sky," His white form emerged fully from the darkness "Whereas the other Guardians who came before me seem concerned about justice and fair play in dealing with those who would endanger us, I am different. I like to deal with those I'm faced with as though they were insignificant specks. And in my eyes insignificant specks deserve to be eradicated."
Twacky stared into the monster's eyes and realised why he was called Abyss. In striking contrast to his glistening white body, his eyes were pitch black. He felt like he was staring into eternity. And that was the last thing Twacky felt before being pummelled by the Guardians spiked fists. Travis watched in horror as the Echidna ripped his friends body into pieces. His
stomach began to rise through his body, feeling its contents pressing against his throat's opening. He wanted to throw up but tried to remain as normal as possible. Feeling ill would seriously ruin his chances of survival.
When Abyss had finished with what was left of the Racoon, he turned to the Scorpion. Travis took a defensive stance, bringing his stinger round his side to rest in front of him. Abyss stared at the Scorpion's tail, wondering
what possible protection it could provide. It was clear he had never seen one of Travis' race before and so it became obvious to Travis that he had the advantage. The Guardian charged at him with as much speed as possible. Travis swung his tail towards his attacker and embedded the stinger into his chest. The white Echidna dropped to the floor, clutching the wound. He looked up at the Travis with fear in his eyes, as if realising what he had just done to him. He knew toxins were now flowing through his body and that he had to do something fast. He turned and stormed out of the chamber, feeling confident that Travis would leave after seeing what was left of his companion.
The Scorpion walked over to Twacky's remains and finally threw up, causing the mess of flesh, bone and organ to smell even more disgusting. 'Oh shit,' He thought to himself 'Twacky's dead.' He climbed up the side of the emerald, resting on the edge, not sure what to do now.
The other figure just shook his head, taking a long drag on the cigarette sticking out of his mouth. He then reached up with an enormous claw, grasping the cigarette firmly. He exhaled the smoke again and said "I have no fucking clue," He looked at his companion, Twackius Mortius Coon and added "Maybe you should just try picking it up."
"Alright then." He said and approached the emerald with cautious steps. He first placed one hand on it, then the other and tried pushing it slightly. The Chaos Emrald made his hands tingle slightly but that was it. He'd heard of some Mobians who were chaos syphons, able to drains some of the emeralds energy to use for themselves. Seemed like he wasn't one of them. He wagged his ringed-racoon tail slowly from side to side as he pushed the rock as hard as possible but getting no where. He looked back to his partner and asked for help. The Scorpion named Travis started to push as well but still the two couldn't move it. Suddenly the emerald stopped
glowing.
Twacky blinked and whispered "What the fuck is going on?" As the lights in the emerald chamber also stopped glowing. A sound like air escaping from a baloon filled the room and they became aware of the presence of someone else. Someone or something.
"H-hello...Someone there?" Travis asked. A deep laughter came from the corner of the room and the two became aware of a white figure approaching them.
"So you thought you could steal my emerald?" The same voice which had produced the laughter asked. The two remained silent. "Me and my ancestors have been protecting this emerald for as long as my race can remember and you idiots think you can just steal them?"
"Who the fuck are you?" Twacky yelled.
"I should be the one asking questions here but as you asked so nicely, I'll tell you. I am Abyss, the guardian of the Floating Island and the emerald that keeps it in the sky," His white form emerged fully from the darkness "Whereas the other Guardians who came before me seem concerned about justice and fair play in dealing with those who would endanger us, I am different. I like to deal with those I'm faced with as though they were insignificant specks. And in my eyes insignificant specks deserve to be eradicated."
Twacky stared into the monster's eyes and realised why he was called Abyss. In striking contrast to his glistening white body, his eyes were pitch black. He felt like he was staring into eternity. And that was the last thing Twacky felt before being pummelled by the Guardians spiked fists. Travis watched in horror as the Echidna ripped his friends body into pieces. His
stomach began to rise through his body, feeling its contents pressing against his throat's opening. He wanted to throw up but tried to remain as normal as possible. Feeling ill would seriously ruin his chances of survival.
When Abyss had finished with what was left of the Racoon, he turned to the Scorpion. Travis took a defensive stance, bringing his stinger round his side to rest in front of him. Abyss stared at the Scorpion's tail, wondering
what possible protection it could provide. It was clear he had never seen one of Travis' race before and so it became obvious to Travis that he had the advantage. The Guardian charged at him with as much speed as possible. Travis swung his tail towards his attacker and embedded the stinger into his chest. The white Echidna dropped to the floor, clutching the wound. He looked up at the Travis with fear in his eyes, as if realising what he had just done to him. He knew toxins were now flowing through his body and that he had to do something fast. He turned and stormed out of the chamber, feeling confident that Travis would leave after seeing what was left of his companion.
The Scorpion walked over to Twacky's remains and finally threw up, causing the mess of flesh, bone and organ to smell even more disgusting. 'Oh shit,' He thought to himself 'Twacky's dead.' He climbed up the side of the emerald, resting on the edge, not sure what to do now.
