Revenge Comes in Small Packages Part 2
Knuckles stood at the camp ground watching the commander drive off. Why was he letting him get away? Just then an evil smile appeared on Knuckles' face. "Oh no you don't," he said. With that, he dashed off chasing the jeep. He paid no attention to the trees or sounds in the forest. All that mattered was his revenge. He could see the jeep closing in distance. Almost there he thought. The commander looked at his mirror to see that a small red echidna was chasing after him.
"OHHHHH MY GOD," he shouted at the top of his lungs. He then turned back around and steered into the forest. "I've gotta lose this kid."
"No more playing around!" Knuckles yelled as he leaped in the air. He spread his arm preparing to glide. "It's crunch time."
Knuckles glided above the forest. He could see the jeep right beneath him. It was so pathetic watching the enemy struggle. He quickly dropped on top of the jeep's hood. The commander shouted in horror as he lost control of the vehicle. Knuckes maintained his balance with extreme ease and quickly hopped into the passenger seat. With fire burning in his eyes he looked at the commander. The commander hesitated to look back as he barely managed to steer.
"No more running," Knuckles shouted as he threw his most powerful punch at the dingo's face. The commander flew out of the moving jeep and slammed head first into a tree. Knuckles immediately leaped out of the jeep as it began to spin around. As he landed on the ground thousands of thoughts ran through his head. Did he do the right thing? Was this what his master would have wanted? What we do now since he was completely alone now? He looked at the commander's dead corpse. It was final, the dingo was dead. Knuckles wiped his forehead and walked away.
(Late that night)
Knuckles tossed and turned in his cot. Things didn't feel right. He had got revenge but it just didn't feel right.
"Knuckles," came a familiar voice. "Knuckles can you here me?"
Knuckles looked around. He was surrounded by complete darkness. All he could do was hear voices in his head. "Knuckles," came the voice again.
"S-s-sensie?" Knuckles choked. "Is that you?"
And out of nowhere came his former teacher Moon-Hawk. Knuckles ran to hug his teacher but it was no use, he wasn't moving.
"Sensei I have eliminated the ones who caused your death," Knuckles said as tears ran down his cheeks.
"Knuckles you were wrong for what you did," Moon-Hawk replied. "I have told you many times in the past. But that does not matter now. Now is the time Knuckles."
"What do you mean? Time for what?" Knuckles asked in confusion.
"It is time to guard the Master Emerald."
"No it's not Sensei I'm not ready," Knuckles pleaded.
"Ohh but you are," came women's soft voice. And from behind Moon-Hawk Tikal. "Today you showed excellent courage fighting those dingoes and their weapons. It is that same courage that is required to guard the Master Emerald."
"If you need guidance all you must do pray to Tikal and she will help you."
"What about you Sensei?"
"I will be in the after life with your parents," Moon-Hawk said as he began to vanish.
"No Sensei, please don't go," Knuckles cried. "I'm not ready to be alone."
Then everything flashed white and Knuckles awoke. He was laying on his cot in his cabin. He quickly jumped out and began his search for the Master Emerald. This night was the beginning of the rest of his life.
The End