Chapter 9

Knuckles looked over the cliff top, he could almost see the entire forest of Angel Island. Beside him was his master Moon-Hawk. The two looked over the forest and watched the sun set. It was so beautiful, the bright orange sun changing all the colors of the rainbow; first it was a bright yellow, then it slowly faded to a dark red like color and finally a soft purple faded out as the night sky appeared.

"That was so great Master," Knuckles said.

"That it was," Moon-Hawk replied. "Now come young one, we must set camp. You get the fish while I get our meal." Knuckles gave his master a nod and leaped off into the distance.

Knuckles leaped off the trees breaking off branches as he went. Things seemed so peaceful out here on the island. But there was one question that always hit Knuckles dead in the face. Are there any other places out there? And if so why was he destined to live on here? Knuckles hopped off a tree and swiftly landed on the ground. It was very quiet out, a little too quiet. Knuckles dropped his fire wood and raised his fists prepared for a fight.

Moon-Hawk set the stack of fish onto the ground and let out a sigh. He looked out over the cliff again with a looked on his face. "Strange," he said to himself. "What's taking so long?"

"There's one right there!" barked a rowdy voice. "Get the echidna!"

Knuckles ran off into the forest he was terrified he had no idea what was chasing him or why. The only thing he knew was they were trying to kill him. Knuckles could only hope that Moon-Hawk was alright. Knuckles looked over his shoulder again, he could some kind of flying machine chasing after him.

"Some one please help," he said in his mind. "Master, anybody."

The flying machine flew next to Knuckles. Now they were side by side. Knuckles didn't even look at it and looked, he just kept running and leaped into a tree. The machine followed him into the treetops. Knuckles clenched a fist. He was sick and tired of running away.

"No more running," he thought in his mind. "Things just got crazy. CRUNCH TIME!"

Knuckles lunged at the machine and grabbing onto it, the machine lifted off into the air spinning around as it went higher. Knuckles kept his grip strong; there was no way he was going to let go. Knuckles looked down, he couldn't see the floating island anymore. There was nothing but clouds.

"Okay no more spinning around," Knuckles lifted his fist into the air and slammed into the machine. The machine stopped in mid air. Few a moments everything seemed to be okay , when all of the sudden the machine began to fall. Knuckles' heart stopped he had never fallen from this high before. He quickly pulled his arm out of the machine and let it go. The machine looked like it had lifted higher into the air. "Oh no what to do?" Knuckles said in terror. It's not like he could fly or something. Or could he?