Dreamwatcher:
Chapter 18
I, Remington
" My mind is demented.
It is not clear.
I ask myself, when will it leave.
I have no sanity left
I lost all hope and life
Leave me to die
If my insanity peeks, I'll kill all
And create my own paradise
Until then, leave me to die…"
*Normal POV*
"I am Mammoth Mogul."
Out from the shadows came a large, hulking figure. Like his name employed, he was a giant brown mammoth with the usual curvy tusks like all elephants or elephant-like creatures have. He wore a tannish suit and had a cane on his hand with a green jewel inside.
"Geez, I wasn't expecting that." Remington mumbled.
"Why, you know him?" Knuckles asked.
"No." He sighed.
"It saddens me so that people of such high status such as you, Prince Knuckles and Prince Remington, do not know of a creature as powerful as I." Mammoth Mogul grinned., "but then again, I was in hiding most of my life, so I guess I can't blame you younguns."
"What do you want with us!?" Knuckles shouted, "More specially, Amy Rose."
"Well, come to my office, I'll explain all." And the pumped up Guards dragged the trio into his main room.
It was a deeply red office with gold statues, mainly composing of himself. There was no windows. There was a black and white striped rug on the floor and plenty of trophies of different animals. Ironic that an animal is killing another one. It sicken the three's mind that they saw the heads of such fellow creatures like the hedgehog. Mammoth sat down on his chair and ordered the guards to leave them. They did so reluctantly, afraid to potentially see their master get hurt by the three creatures before them, but they knew better then to question them and they knew of his powers…
"Well, all alone, just the four of us." Mammoth grinned, sipping some wine, "Care to have some drinks?"
"You sure it isn't poisoned?" Knuckles asked.
"Of course, your majesty, it's fine." Mammoth grinned some more, and poured a couple of glass. He handed the first to Amy.
"I don't drink." Amy passed, "I'm underage." Mammoth then came over to Knuckles who gave a look that would have scared everyone of his own subjects. Oh, if looks could kill, Mammoth would have fallen flat faced on the floor. He proceeded to Remington who actually, and surprisely, too the wine glass, and drank it all in mere seconds.
"Refills." Remington ordered. He grabbed the bottle and drank some more.
"Uhh…"Mammoth cleared his throat.
"He has a drinking problem." Knuckles sighed, "Wine drinking problem."
"Oh." Mammoth sighed, "Well, I must get on with the answers to your questions, am I right?"
All three nodded.
"Well, ask away."
"Why did you kidnap Amy!?" Knuckles immediately shouted.
"She was bait for the two of you to come." Mammoth smiled, "I saw how the two of you fought for Amira's affection, and knowing the two future rulers of their respective kingdom would come to this lovely pink hedgehog's rescue, I got the clever bounty hunter, Fang, to get her for me."
"But why do you need us!?" Knuckles cried out. He turned around, hoping for the other's support, but Amy was in shock and Remington kept drinking, looking rather uninterested.
"Why would you want these two?" Amy asked, "Because they are of royal stats?"
"You mean, why would I want you three?" Mammoth corrected, "Kidnapping you was easy, getting the other two would be difficult, so I had you as bait. Could not reveal myself just yet."
"Why do you need us three?" Amy asked, "Why?"
"Do you not see, young princess?" Mammoth came closer to Amy, scaring her off, "Knuckles and his kingdom rules over every part of Angel Island except Necronopolis…his people, his entire island, is the high point for powerful magic spells and such. Knuckles himself is gifted magician of the ways of the Chi. Not to mention the powerful Master Emerald dwells here. "
"Uh-Huh." Knuckles nodded slowly.
"And Necronopolis is the highest point for anything technology, even better then Asia! And you that saids a lot." Mammoth smiled, "and Amy's planet, the Little Planet, holds the powerful Time Stones, not to mention little Miss Amira is gifted in Psychic powers and the likes."
"So, what do you want?" Amy asked, still confused.
"With access to all three of the kingdoms I mentioned, the Kingdom of Echidnapolis and Angel Island, the island of magic, the kingdom of Necronopolis, city of technology, and the Little Planet, home of the Time Stones, I can perfect this world into my OWN vision, my OWN world…with all of you as my servents."
"Oh, great, just what we need, another diabolical evil ruling dictator, geez, it's never be done before." Remington sarcastically commented.
"Of course, the lovely Amira will be my Queen." Mammoth chuckled.
"AHH, NO!" Amy gasped, "Your too OLD!"
"Now that I have all three, I can demand to the emperors and the Queen that if they wish to see all three of you, they have to give me their titles and kingdoms!" Mammoth shouted triumphantly.
"Geez…" Knuckles sighed, "What a mess we walked into."
"I got more questions…like, where are we? Why can't out magic work?" Amy asked some more.
"This place you see is the an area, a palace created by my own magical mind, my own twisted magical mind."
"Twisted is right." Remington nodded, "Though isn't all our minds twisted, I know mines is."
"Oh, I've read your mind before, young Remington, and quite a mind you got." Mammoth grinned, "I have such great magic powers, right from the tip of my finger."
"If that's so, why do you need out magic?!" Knuckles shouted through.
"You naïve little fool, my magic alone isn't enough to conquer the world." Mammoth sighed, "And I need technology as well to help…geez. As for your question on why your magic isn't working, it's simple, your magic doesn't work because I made this place magic proof…except for those I want their magic to work on."
All three stared at him.
"Well, I couldn't take away your magic…unfortunately, I'm not THAT powerful…yet." Mammoth snickered a bit, "Well, you can just enjoy this palace, go where ever you please, you can't destroy me, I'm immortal compare to you!"
"Why you…" Knuckles ran up to Mammoth and was in mid air when Mammoth used his magical mind to halt him. Knuckles was now floating in mid-air. He cast all three out the door and threw a scroll whci was caught by Remington.
"It's a map, so you'll know which room is which an where is where in my world." Mammoth smiled, "But…be careful, the rooms change all the time, as does the map." He ended with an insane laughter that echoed the room.
"That bastard." Remington mumbled, "Trying to rule the world…it's been done."
"Still, he'll try to take over this world and he could easily do it." Amy sighed, "I mean, he DID get all three of us here."
"Yes." Knuckles nodded, "We are all clever and smart in our own rights and we could not even save ourselves from him, how horrible. I would make a terrible Emperor if I was still living in my palace…speaking of which, would father ever care…if I was kidnapped?"
"I'm sure he would," Amy smiled a bit," Even if you and your father hasn't gotten along well, he still loves you."
"Why would father care about me?" Knuckles sighed, "I gave up my very throne and my family."
Amy comforted Knuckles with a hug and tried to soothe me, "We all have our worries, especially now."
"Yea, what should we do?" Knuckles calmly asked those near him. Amy shrugged and Remington crossed his arms, his face gruff and angry, he either looked angry with himself for letting this happen or was thinking, in deep think.
"Let's have a look at this map." Amy took it from Remington and opened the scroll. Mammoth was right, the map changed it's location constantly and an exit was nowhere to be found.
"Geez, I wonder where this palace is located?" Amy asked the others.
"I'm assuming somewhere where it cannot be easily founded." Knuckles pondered, "Getting out will be most difficult."
"Maybe we can create an exit." Amy smiled, "Though Mammoth took our magic, as well as our weapons, I presume."
"I hope we get out fast, the thought of you marrying…him…ugh." Knuckles shook that though of off. Amy, too.
*Rem's POV*
It greatly impressed me that Knuckles and Amy were talking like old friends again. No arguments of "It's your fault my life screwed up" or "I hate you" topics. They were both discussing ways to escape this freaked out hellhole. I must say, this is working out a lot better then I thought. If this keeps up, things could turn out the way I want. Until then, I must stay cool. Right now, my mind is in thought of how to escape this place. Where exactly are we? How do we escape? I don't have my magic to help me…not that it really mattered. Having had amnesia for 10 years, I never realized my magic except on rare occasions. I had the power to heal. Whenever I was wounded, I'm talking total damage on my body, the magic of healing I possess automatically heals me over. Granted, this doesn't happen all the time, mostly on something small, like say, a paper cut. I never realized why I've been given these powers. Knuckles once pointed out of a legend talking of Chosen Ones of different elements, such as fire or thunder. He said that I must hold the power of Holy.
Holy!? What's so Holy about me?! If not the fact, I was to be the opposite. My powers, Knuckles told me what my powers could do…I remember the talk we had a while back. It was a months ago, back when I discovered my family and my past. A few days after I did learn, Knuckles came over to visit me, fruit basket in hand….
FLASHBACK
*Normal POV*
It was busy day in Necronopolis. The newspaper had to be reprinted again because of the one front page it made: The Return of the Long lost Prince Shinkuju Dimitri Hiroki the II, named after his Great Great Great Grandfather Dimitri who started the Shinjuku empire. (Remember, in Asia, their last names come first). Almost everyone in Necronopolis had thought Remington had died 10 years ago during the war between his people and Knuckles' people, they thought he was killed, but he was miraculously alive. The people rejoiced and a tremendous party was held for Remington's return. Remington was reluctant about the party, being the anti-social boy he was, but he joined nevertheless to please his family, he just spoke very little, even in the speech he was suppose to give. Even though there were joyous people, others were reluctant.
"He worked for the Police Force in Echidnaopolis, our enemies, can he be so trusted?" he would hear. But Remington was home, though with a horribly insane family, he was home. Though he wasn't used to it at first. He didn't live in the palace at first, but later on, he got adjusted to it.
It was a few days after the return of Remington that Knuckles just so happened to enter the palace. Most of the residence of Necronopolis were a bit concerned of the enemy coming at their door, though they did not beat him up. He was still of high status for one thing, plus, Knuckles and Remington's people are currently trying to reunite and work out a system that benefited the both of their kingdoms. Knuckles came in with a fruit basket in his hands.
"…." Remington froze in his tracks, "…Guardian?"
"Please, Knuckles." Knuckles smiled, "We're both princes, Remington, you can say my name. We are both equal…here, I brought you a fruit basket."
Remington accepted it and placed it on the glass table near the couch where he was sitting on, reading, before Knuckles opened the door.
"What are you doing here?" Remington asked, after a brief moment of silence.
"I came to see you, silly." Knuckles smiled.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in dating." Came the sarcastic voice of Remington.
"Funny." Knuckles sat down on the couch and observed the palace, "It's a lot darker then where I live."
"Of course." Remington also sat down, "Why do you wish to see me?"
"We have a lot in common then you'd, Remington." Knuckles smiled.
"Oh, really?" Remington crossed his arms, not believing him for a sec.
"We are both princes, Remington." Knuckles sighed, "We have duties to fulfill, responsibilities, the whole weight of the world on our shoulders, and we will be future rulers someday."
"Who saids I want to be the Emperor?" Remington crossed his arms.
"Don't you?" Knuckles asked.
"I don't know." Remington looked away, "I haven't known my past for 10 years, so how can I even remember any of the lectures I received as a prince?"
"Well, you certainly remembered something." Knuckles came in, "I heard you learned to fight from your family, heard you gained your wisdom from your mentor, Gala-Na, was it?"
"Yes." Remington sadly nodded. Knuckles grew confused as to why Remington had a sorrow look. Usually, his expression were one of anger and hate. They two were silent for another few seconds, then Knuckles spoke.
"If you want, I'll help you."
Remington stared at Knuckles' nervous smile, yet friendly.
"What?" Remington asked.
I'll help you." Knuckles smiled, less nervous, "Teach you the ways to be royalty, proper way to walk, talk, eat, whatever. I'll teach you…what do you say?"
"I don't care." Remington had his head lowered.
"Okay, I'll come over when I have time and we'll get started." Knuckles smiled, "This could be the start of a beautiful friendship."
"Yea." Remington sighed, not all that sure if he wanted to be friends with Knuckles. He fell too optimistic for him.
"I'm your friend, Remington." Knuckles spoke softly, "Don't be afraid of us, your friends, I mean, yes, Sonic can be downright annoying sometimes, but he's a good guy." Remington remained silent.
"Don't deny a friendship, being lonely is a harsh and cruel thing." Knuckles stood up, "If you live all alone, with barely any friends to help you, that's how you'll end up…alone and guilty that you won't have anyone…I know, I felt it, too."
Remington was a bit shocked to hear that Knuckles, this optimistic, happy red echidna, used to be like him.
"A time when I was all alone, along with the Master Emerald, I, too was cold, arrogant, often selfish myself…But, I discovered friends…friends from Sonic, Tails, the Chaotix…Amy Rose…then my city returned…I was happy…you can be, too." Knuckles laid a hand on Remington's shoulder.
"Heh, I was so young." Knuckles smiled. Knuckles, well, he wasn't the young 15 year old who was brash and arrogant anymore. Back then, he would prove to Sonic he was better then him in every aspect. Saying Sonic was not "worthy". Knuckles spoke like a true prince, and though, he still has the habit of saying he is worthy, it's mostly out of mistake, as he's not as alone as h once used to be.
"So, I 've heard a lot of your magic powers, even saw it a few times." Knuckles smiled, "Such a rare case in your family to be born with magic." Remington was silent.
"You should be proud, your given a magic that is very rare…" Knuckles had a dreamy face on, "Why, you could be one of the Chosen Ones that legends speak of."
"Chosen Ones?" Remington sighed.
"Why yes." Knuckles took out a small book he kept in his pocket of his light brown vest, there he flipped a few pages, the book was written entirely in Chinese, "It talks of legends of Chosen Ones with different elements, like Fire, Thunder, Water, Ice, Wood, Dark, Ear-"
"I know what elements are, Knuckles." Remington sighed.
"Oh, sorry, I tend to get carried away…Ahem….any who, let's see. It saids that there are two powerful elements, the powers of Light and Dark." Knuckles smiled, "I have this interesting theory that you might be the on to wield the power of Light, the Holy Power."
"Right." Remington crossed his arms, "There's a lot of magicians who uses healing powers, like me, you know."
"You have healing powers, but it feels…stronger then a normal one." Knuckles came in, "You might be the Wielder of Light, they say that other then healing, they can bring back the dead, the power of rebirth, they also come with Holy powers, Holy Magic…and yes…I must say…their main flower and chose…is the Cherry Blossoms…your favorite flowers?"
"It's a coincidence." Remington scoffed, "Can we NOT talk about this?"
Knuckles nodded and they chatted of other things, though keeping a conversation with Remington was extremely hard. Then, it was time for Knuckles to leave. He had duties and trainings to do.
"If you need me, call me." Knuckles too out a piece of paper and gave it to Remington, "My cellphone is one most of the time." Knuckles left for the front door, "I have to go now…" Knuckles couldn't leave just yet, he saw that sorrowed look again and it was eating inside him.
"Geez, what's wrong with you?" Knuckles asked, "I am trying to be nice to you, I know it is rare that you are treated this way, but still…"
"…."Remington stayed silent for a while, "It's not that…"
"Then what is?" Knuckles whispered.
"You mentioned my mentor." Remington mumbled.
"So?" Knuckles shrugged, "Why shouldn't I? I mean, she was such a great teacher to you from what I heard, is it true? A mother figure…in a way, from what I heard?"
"…She's dying." Remington softly came in.
END FLASHBACK
*Remington's POV*
I wish I never thought of that memory. Gala-Na was important to me. I was born without a mother. She died during my birth. I never saw what she looked like, let alone an pictures of her. Otou-san never had the chance. Of course, their love was forbidden. Gala-Na was the closest thing I ever had to a mother. Sure, she didn't bake me cookies or told me bedtime stories, she didn't hug me in a motherly manner, she never told me she loved me, all those were done by my grandmother, but grandparents always spoils their grandchildren. Why would Gala-Na do all these for me?
She was my sensei, not my mother. So, why do I think so highly of her? Why do think she is my mother? Perhaps it's because I spent so much time with her. She taught me to fight and taught me wisdom. Her first lesson was an age old lesson one would find in old Asian action movies.
"Here, take this pebble from my hand." She said when I was merely three, "If you do, then your training will be complete." That was the first thing I learned. Needless to say, being only three and inexperienced, I could not take the stone from her fast hands. She laughed when I stumbled on the ground.
"You have much to learn, young Master."
Her trainings were hard, but I stuck through them. She not only taught be Karate (which was the basics in m home), but TaeKwonDo, Knug Fu, and Kendo. She said it's best if I, one of many Asian backgrounds, knew of my Asian martial Arts roots. It is a hard task and one that is hard to fulfill, but I had hoped to succeed. I admired her. She was calm, I never heard her yell or scream in anger before. It also amazed me that all she did was wear kimonos. She was an old lady, but she was undeniably beautiful. Her kimonos showed her grace and elegance, and she even fought well wearing only those. She was elegant, I mean, stare at her eyes, a wave of Light blue, it's almost hypnotic.
She was a great sensei, one I looked upon. She was strong, both physically and mentally, yet…she is dying now. Lung Cancer has gotten to her. I cried out on why this has happened, she's strong…sigh…we didn't find out in time to save her in time, she's on the brink of death. She lies on her death bed…
"Hey, Remington, any ideas yet?" I snapped out of reality and saw Knuckles and Amy both staring at me. I simple shook my head.
"Poor guy." I could hear Knuckles mutter. I sighed as I stared at the two. What a couple…cute, in fact. I never felt love before…Knuckles thinks I am in love with her? Am I now? I'm not gonna say…
"Great, we're stuck here, there's no way out." Amy sighed. She came close to me and we both sat down, her arms around me. Knuckles, again, gave that jealous look. He sat down next to Amy and blushed madly.
I guess we're stick here unless we can somehow make contact with the outside world…that's it!
"Wait, who said we had to get out?" I came in. "If we can, we can somehow make contact to the outside world."
"Wha-how!!?" Knuckles popped in.
"Hmmm…" I pondered, keeping my usual grin, "I might know how…come on, follow me." Amy grew excited and she grabbed my arm, so we ran, like a couple. Knuckles, jealously followed behind.
To Be Continued….
Author's Notes; Yes, I know it's a little late, I've been real busy.
Remington: How is going to Six Flags consider busy, you heinous cow!?
HUSH, Remington! Anywho, ahem…when I was choosing mysterious villian who kidnapped Amy Rose, I was originally gonna put a fanmade villian, but I couldn't cook up anything, so I decided, who would be powerful enough, as well as twisted enough, to be the villian..Mammoth Mogul came into mind. He's from the Archie Sonic comic. It was a mere last minute thing, but it'll do. Of course, Mammoth Mogul will NEVER appear in my fan comics.
The other thing I like to note is the use of action in this story. It was orginially just a non-action thing, but hell, I guess I wanted to make it interesting. Whether I succeeded or not, I have no damn clue. I guess I'll let you figure it out.
Third thing to note is character development. I really would like to show the others besides the main three (Amy Rose, Knuckles, and Remington) some spotlights, so I'll remind myself to do that. Besides, don't you wanna hear what I take on the other characters?
That's it for now, Chao! And I don't mean the little creatures from the Sonic Adventure Seris.