True Blue: Chapter 2 - Essence of Adventure
The white light of the flashback ceased, and contemptuously opened up to a Glorious site. A spacious, open field lay solitary in a green land of finely layered shrubs and trees. Between these bushels of prickles and leaves lay the ever-so-dull, gray, and pasty shaded rocks. In all this sat the most distinguishing feature: a giant, obtrusive crater. Next to the crater stood two hedgehogs. One shaded a vivid azure blue, lively as ever, with red eyes and long, blue hair. In addition, the other, its fur color as dull as the rocks in the field. The second hedgehog seemed, in a way, past his prime. He was gray, his eyes were always half-closed, and two white patches of hair, supposedly eyebrows, hung low over his face.
The gray one spoke his first words: "This looks to be yet another mystery of our fair knot hole... it seems violence has finally reached our peaceful, hidden haven. Our enemies, conveyers of Death, have finally discovered us, and sent us a warning... and not just any warning, is it Trevor?" The azure hedgehog thusly called Trevor had dozed off, after the Gray one had began his speech.
"Ah, yes, yes indeed! It is a warning to get out forces together. It is indeed a call to Arms, Sir Bradley."
Bradley chuckled, "Heh, kids these days. As wise as the oldest turtle, but with an attention span of the Highest ADD factor."
Trevor nodded, unknowingly too what Bradley said,
"You are correct sir! Oh...! Shouldn't we report back to HQ?"
Bradley's eyes widened in surprise
"Ah! It completely slipped my mind. The chief must be having kittens!"
Trevor and Bradley turned around and walked toward the oldest, broken-down tree in the Meadow. Bradley approached the tree from the left side and Trevor to the right.
Both Trevor and Bradley wore long, brown trench coats and trademark Detective Caps. Bradley was a veteran detective, just months away from his 36-year retirement, while Trevor was a fresh, new recruit, eccentric and uneasy under stress. In fact, this was his first field exercise in his first week on the force. Before this, he had a simple Desk Job.
Bradley knocked twice on his side and Trevor thrice on his. Just then, an opening in the ground appeared, and they both rushed down the stairs.
A pair of red eyes on looked them from a patch of shrubbery, and a cackle erupted from the Bush.
"Ah...". In a queen sized bed laid a young Hedgehog of no older than 15. He abruptly sat up, sighed and rubbed his eyes muttering, "Some dream..." He rolled out of Bed and stood up, stretching.
Looking about the room, it was nothing but basic. All there was a Bed, scattered clothes on the floor, and on the shelf sat a Gun holster housing two duplicate silver 9mms and a sheathed katana with engravings on the hilt. The walls were not existent; they were made of reeds, reeds that made a hut. The Hedgehog stepped over to the clothes pile and promptly dressed himself in Black shoes with Red-stripes, a Brown cloak complete with a hood, and a Blue Bandana with the words "Strength" written in a dark red color. He looked about his surroundings, stepped out of the pre-mature hut and into a vast village.
What lay before him would be a hard catch to find these days. A valley, roughly the size of 5 cul-de-sacs sat, and in it laid countless other huts. To the left say many Hot springs and streams. The most appealing feature sat in the valley's underside, a large castle-sized hut made completely of straw and sticks.
The Hedgehog, green in skin tone, spoke one
more.
"Better see what King Kimuri called me here for I'm
late as it is." He rushed toward the castle, light shining in
his eyes and a smile on his face. "Heh heh. I sense this may be
a day for adventure!"
Indeed, this was MT: four years in the past.
End of Chapter 2
