Chapter 5 The Destination
Author's Note: Yay! I'm having more fun with this story! I'm actually starting to enjoy it again! Okay, here's the next chapter for all you readers, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Go away. (Just kidding)
Knuckles and Sparx kept walking on what seemed to be a road too no where. Knuckles shoes were starting to get worn from the non-stop traveling, and his feet hurt like hell.
"Sparx, are we almost there?" Knuckles asked. He was annoyed with this mysterious echidna, and was ready to wring his neck.
Sparx chuckled; "You're like a whiny child going 'Are we there yet?'. And yes Knuckles, we're almost there."
Knuckles was still curious about where this echidna was leading him, but he didn't ask any questions. It was had to get a straight answer out of him. He would most likely be answered with something like, "You'll find out when we get there."
Knuckles mind started to wander as they walked down the dirt path. He wondered what Rouge was doing at home. He wondered if they were worried about him. Did they even know he was gone? Was Frankie still being lazy? Were Rocky and Kninal okay? He wanted so badly to go home, but he knew that was impossible. His thoughts were then interrupted by Sparx's voice.
"Knuckles, this is it."
Knuckles looked around, but he saw nothing, just a large, gray rock. "You make me walk for six hours to see a gray rock? What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Shut up Knuckles, it's not just a rock. It's a transportation portal," Sparx replied.
Knuckles gave Sparx a funny look. "Transportation portal? Are you insane? There is no such thing as a transportation portal you lunatic! I'm gullible, not stupid! What kind of idiot do you take me for?"
Sparx shrugged, "Hey you're the one talking to a dead guy." Sparx then motioned for him to be silent, as he rubbed the rock carefully.
Knuckles couldn't believe that Sparx was actually rubbing the stupid rock. "Dimwit..." he muttered. Just as those words escaped his lips, a large black hole appeared in the rock. Knuckles eyes widened at the sight. "My God..." he whispered.
Sparx smiled, "Look who's calling who a dimwit." He stepped through the hole, and motioned for Knuckles to do the same.
When Knuckles got to the other side of the rock, he found himself in a world of complete darkness. He turned around, and found that the portal had disappeared. Everything around him was pitch black; not a single light could be seen. Except...
As Knuckles turned around, he spotted Sparx's glowing silver aura, but could not see Sparx. The silver glow was very faint, and did not provide for much light..
"Good, Knuckles, you made it through safely." Sparx commented.
"How can you see anything? It's pitch black for God's sake!" Knuckles screamed at his companion.
"Knuckles, I'm a ghost. Extreme light or extreme darkness does not impair my vision."
"Damn," Knuckles muttered, "Do you have any weakness?"
Sparx was silent after that question.
"Do you?"
"Now's no time for questions!" Sparx snapped, "We need to get moving!"
Knuckles saw Sparx's silver aura start to glow gold. Soon, it formed a huge golden ball, which hung above their heads in the sky, illuminating the area. Sparx's aura retuned to its original silver.
"Whatever you do," Sparx warned, "don't touch that ball of light."
"Why?" Knuckles questioned, "Will I get stung?"
Sparx shook his head. "No, it will cause it to immediately dematerialize. I won't be able to make another one, for making the first took a lot of energy."
Knuckles nodded as he scanned the area. Frightening trees hung over the dirt road they were walking on. There was no sign of any life other than themselves, making the place even more eerie. Wind blew past, its sound like the moaning of a dieing person.
They walked for a little bit until they came to a lonesome wooden shack. It was very beat up, but it fit in perfectly with the atmosphere. There were no windows, so it was impossible to see inside. The tin roof looked as though it might fall off, and the walls were terribly scratched up. On the door was the sign that said, "Go away if you don't have a damn good reason to be here."
"This is our stop," Sparx informed Knuckles.
"Here?" Knuckles asked, "Why at this crummy shack?!"
Sparx didn't answer Knuckles, but instead walked up to the door of the shack.
Loud footsteps were heard, along with an annoyed growl as the door opened slowly...
Ooh! What's behind the door? What is it? The next chapter will be up this weekend or next, so read and review! Sorry for shortness in thischapter.
Author's Note: Yay! I'm having more fun with this story! I'm actually starting to enjoy it again! Okay, here's the next chapter for all you readers, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Go away. (Just kidding)
Knuckles and Sparx kept walking on what seemed to be a road too no where. Knuckles shoes were starting to get worn from the non-stop traveling, and his feet hurt like hell.
"Sparx, are we almost there?" Knuckles asked. He was annoyed with this mysterious echidna, and was ready to wring his neck.
Sparx chuckled; "You're like a whiny child going 'Are we there yet?'. And yes Knuckles, we're almost there."
Knuckles was still curious about where this echidna was leading him, but he didn't ask any questions. It was had to get a straight answer out of him. He would most likely be answered with something like, "You'll find out when we get there."
Knuckles mind started to wander as they walked down the dirt path. He wondered what Rouge was doing at home. He wondered if they were worried about him. Did they even know he was gone? Was Frankie still being lazy? Were Rocky and Kninal okay? He wanted so badly to go home, but he knew that was impossible. His thoughts were then interrupted by Sparx's voice.
"Knuckles, this is it."
Knuckles looked around, but he saw nothing, just a large, gray rock. "You make me walk for six hours to see a gray rock? What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Shut up Knuckles, it's not just a rock. It's a transportation portal," Sparx replied.
Knuckles gave Sparx a funny look. "Transportation portal? Are you insane? There is no such thing as a transportation portal you lunatic! I'm gullible, not stupid! What kind of idiot do you take me for?"
Sparx shrugged, "Hey you're the one talking to a dead guy." Sparx then motioned for him to be silent, as he rubbed the rock carefully.
Knuckles couldn't believe that Sparx was actually rubbing the stupid rock. "Dimwit..." he muttered. Just as those words escaped his lips, a large black hole appeared in the rock. Knuckles eyes widened at the sight. "My God..." he whispered.
Sparx smiled, "Look who's calling who a dimwit." He stepped through the hole, and motioned for Knuckles to do the same.
When Knuckles got to the other side of the rock, he found himself in a world of complete darkness. He turned around, and found that the portal had disappeared. Everything around him was pitch black; not a single light could be seen. Except...
As Knuckles turned around, he spotted Sparx's glowing silver aura, but could not see Sparx. The silver glow was very faint, and did not provide for much light..
"Good, Knuckles, you made it through safely." Sparx commented.
"How can you see anything? It's pitch black for God's sake!" Knuckles screamed at his companion.
"Knuckles, I'm a ghost. Extreme light or extreme darkness does not impair my vision."
"Damn," Knuckles muttered, "Do you have any weakness?"
Sparx was silent after that question.
"Do you?"
"Now's no time for questions!" Sparx snapped, "We need to get moving!"
Knuckles saw Sparx's silver aura start to glow gold. Soon, it formed a huge golden ball, which hung above their heads in the sky, illuminating the area. Sparx's aura retuned to its original silver.
"Whatever you do," Sparx warned, "don't touch that ball of light."
"Why?" Knuckles questioned, "Will I get stung?"
Sparx shook his head. "No, it will cause it to immediately dematerialize. I won't be able to make another one, for making the first took a lot of energy."
Knuckles nodded as he scanned the area. Frightening trees hung over the dirt road they were walking on. There was no sign of any life other than themselves, making the place even more eerie. Wind blew past, its sound like the moaning of a dieing person.
They walked for a little bit until they came to a lonesome wooden shack. It was very beat up, but it fit in perfectly with the atmosphere. There were no windows, so it was impossible to see inside. The tin roof looked as though it might fall off, and the walls were terribly scratched up. On the door was the sign that said, "Go away if you don't have a damn good reason to be here."
"This is our stop," Sparx informed Knuckles.
"Here?" Knuckles asked, "Why at this crummy shack?!"
Sparx didn't answer Knuckles, but instead walked up to the door of the shack.
Loud footsteps were heard, along with an annoyed growl as the door opened slowly...
Ooh! What's behind the door? What is it? The next chapter will be up this weekend or next, so read and review! Sorry for shortness in thischapter.