*First thing's first. Knuckles and Rouge are created and owned by Sega, and
a picture on the Jewel Shipping Shrine inspired this story. Whoever done
that picture of Knuckles and Rouge when they where kids own the credit of
the inspiration. Now with that out of the way, lets start the story*
CHAPTER ONE
The large and lush island on the sea was calm and quiet. The sea gently caresses the shores as the island sleeps under the shinning stars. Then, off in the distance, the sun slowly rises giving himself time to prepare the busy morning. As the sun gave off his radiance, the island slowly awakened in the golden light of the sun. As the sun erased the darkness leaving nothing but blue sky, the island came alive with sounds of animals giving of their daily symphony of grunts, yawns, and chirps. Then the inhabitants of the island rose with the sun to greet the day that has been brought upon them. Everyone on the island wanted to greet the golden rays of the sun, all except one.
On the beach, the sound of the crashing waves and the rushing water was suddenly drowned out by loud, overbearing, snores. The snores radiated from a young boy who took a nap on the beach. He was a funny looking creature with red fur and long dreadlocks that stretched shortly beyond his shoulders. He wore shoes that where yellow and red in color and it resembles no other footwear on the island. He wore gloves that resembled boxing gloves but were white and specially made to cover his knuckle barbs on his hands. In the distance, voices called out only to be overpowered by the child's snoring. Then someone emerged from the lush forest to find the source of the racket. He walked closer to the snoring child.
Closer.
Closer.
Then this strange figure took in a huge breath and yelled.
"WWWWWAAAAKKKEEE UUUUPPPPPPP!!!!!"
The yelling was loud enough to pierce through the child's barrier and enter his ears, quickly disturbing the child of his slumber.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"
"It's ok, young master, I'm here."
"Wha... what? Oh it's only you, Jouleolus."
"Yes, it's me, young master, your servant and trainer Jouleolus." This creature look a lot like the young child except older and has more muscle mass. His fur was a dark red color and he wore black gloves that only covered his knuckle barbs and palms. "Knackuleous, why are you out here when you should be in your sleeping quarters. This is not how a young prince should act before his corrination," Jouleolus exclaimed. "Jouleolus, I didn't feel like sleeping in that room. Besides, I enjoy sleeping outside better." "And another thing," the child added, "My name is Knuckles. Knackuleous sound stupid for a guy like me, so call me Knuckles. It sounds cooler "
"Come on Knuckler, or whoever you want to be called, it's time for your training."
"First off, it Knuckles. K.N.U.C.K.L.E.S. Knuckles. And second, why do I have to do this in the first place?"
As soon as young Knuckles said that, a twinkle sparked in Jouleolus' eye. Whenever that happens, Knuckles knows that he is in for a very, very long story. "Wait," Knuckles said halting the proud speaker. Knuckles quickly got some sand and drug it into a pile. After that small pile was finished, he sat down to get ready for the exhaustingly long story. "Ok, you can start now." Then Jouleolus started the long story about the history of this proud race and the reasons behind the corrination. For the sake of the story, I won't derail you from the details so I'll tell you the important parts.
Knuckles is the prince of the whole Echidna race on Angel Island. He was born of royal blood just like his father and mother. Knuckles' father, the king, was the protector of powerful gems called Chaos Emeralds and one huge emerald called the Master Emerald for years. It is customary that when the prince of the king and queen reaches a certain age, he will be dubbed the duty of Guardian from his father and must protect the emeralds until the next in line comes. The duty of Guardian is passed down only though those blessed with royal blood, and the one who receives this title must be trained diligently to protect the Master Emerald from those who want to possess it's power.
After the excruciating story, Knuckles sat up slowly and dusted the sand off his legs and tail. "Come on, young Knackuleous, we must return to the king's palace and train. Remember, you Guardian corrination is only 3 day's away, young master." "Ok Jouleolus, I understand," Knuckles said.
"And I told you my name is Knuckles!"
CHAPTER ONE
The large and lush island on the sea was calm and quiet. The sea gently caresses the shores as the island sleeps under the shinning stars. Then, off in the distance, the sun slowly rises giving himself time to prepare the busy morning. As the sun gave off his radiance, the island slowly awakened in the golden light of the sun. As the sun erased the darkness leaving nothing but blue sky, the island came alive with sounds of animals giving of their daily symphony of grunts, yawns, and chirps. Then the inhabitants of the island rose with the sun to greet the day that has been brought upon them. Everyone on the island wanted to greet the golden rays of the sun, all except one.
On the beach, the sound of the crashing waves and the rushing water was suddenly drowned out by loud, overbearing, snores. The snores radiated from a young boy who took a nap on the beach. He was a funny looking creature with red fur and long dreadlocks that stretched shortly beyond his shoulders. He wore shoes that where yellow and red in color and it resembles no other footwear on the island. He wore gloves that resembled boxing gloves but were white and specially made to cover his knuckle barbs on his hands. In the distance, voices called out only to be overpowered by the child's snoring. Then someone emerged from the lush forest to find the source of the racket. He walked closer to the snoring child.
Closer.
Closer.
Then this strange figure took in a huge breath and yelled.
"WWWWWAAAAKKKEEE UUUUPPPPPPP!!!!!"
The yelling was loud enough to pierce through the child's barrier and enter his ears, quickly disturbing the child of his slumber.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"
"It's ok, young master, I'm here."
"Wha... what? Oh it's only you, Jouleolus."
"Yes, it's me, young master, your servant and trainer Jouleolus." This creature look a lot like the young child except older and has more muscle mass. His fur was a dark red color and he wore black gloves that only covered his knuckle barbs and palms. "Knackuleous, why are you out here when you should be in your sleeping quarters. This is not how a young prince should act before his corrination," Jouleolus exclaimed. "Jouleolus, I didn't feel like sleeping in that room. Besides, I enjoy sleeping outside better." "And another thing," the child added, "My name is Knuckles. Knackuleous sound stupid for a guy like me, so call me Knuckles. It sounds cooler "
"Come on Knuckler, or whoever you want to be called, it's time for your training."
"First off, it Knuckles. K.N.U.C.K.L.E.S. Knuckles. And second, why do I have to do this in the first place?"
As soon as young Knuckles said that, a twinkle sparked in Jouleolus' eye. Whenever that happens, Knuckles knows that he is in for a very, very long story. "Wait," Knuckles said halting the proud speaker. Knuckles quickly got some sand and drug it into a pile. After that small pile was finished, he sat down to get ready for the exhaustingly long story. "Ok, you can start now." Then Jouleolus started the long story about the history of this proud race and the reasons behind the corrination. For the sake of the story, I won't derail you from the details so I'll tell you the important parts.
Knuckles is the prince of the whole Echidna race on Angel Island. He was born of royal blood just like his father and mother. Knuckles' father, the king, was the protector of powerful gems called Chaos Emeralds and one huge emerald called the Master Emerald for years. It is customary that when the prince of the king and queen reaches a certain age, he will be dubbed the duty of Guardian from his father and must protect the emeralds until the next in line comes. The duty of Guardian is passed down only though those blessed with royal blood, and the one who receives this title must be trained diligently to protect the Master Emerald from those who want to possess it's power.
After the excruciating story, Knuckles sat up slowly and dusted the sand off his legs and tail. "Come on, young Knackuleous, we must return to the king's palace and train. Remember, you Guardian corrination is only 3 day's away, young master." "Ok Jouleolus, I understand," Knuckles said.
"And I told you my name is Knuckles!"