I gotta lay out some things before we get
to the story. This fanfic you're about to read is my very first story,
which I wrote in the summer of 2003. I'm going to be proofreading
this story, and cleaning it up a bit in a few other ways, but otherwise
the original content (as much as I'd like to change it) will stay
intact. As such, don't expect the quality level to be anywhere
near as high as my more recent Freedom Series fics.
There are several reasons why I'm putting this old story up. For those of you who are long-time followers of my work, I thought it might be interesting for you to see how far I've come in the last two years in my story writing. This story also served as something of a basis for Freedom Series 4: The Last Obstacle, so maybe it'll be fun for you to see where some of my ideas for my newer fic came from. However, note that Sonic Assassin takes place in the SatAM universe rather than the Movie universe. Oh and last of all, I need something to keep you guys busy while I'm prepping Freedom Series 5: The Wrong Side.
Anyway, critique this story if you like, but it's a tad pointless. Most likely, any tips you recommend I've already applied to my newer fics, so you're really just wasting your time. On the other hand, if you want to critique the Freedom Series, go right ahead I say. I'd really like more people to read it since I've literally worked on it for more than a year now.
And now, on with the story!
SONIC ASSASSIN
By Nathan Norris, AKA Nail Strafer
Credit for the title goes to CVXFREAK
Chapter 1 - Hit List
Robotnik paced irritably about his office in the central command building of Robotropolis. He sent several units of swatbots after Sonic and his group today, but as usual they had failed.
He and his friends are proving to be quite resilient to anything I can throw at them. Maybe it's time I tried something else...
Robotnik went to his desk and sat there in thought for a while. Suddenly, he stood up and grinned as an idea came to him.
I can hire an hitman. There should be quite a few out there that are much more intelligent and unpredictable than my swatbots...
Robotnik sat down at his desk again and pressed the intercom button.
"Snively! I want you to compile a list of Mobius' best hitmen! I don't care how much they charge as long as they have a good client record!"
"Yes sir...right away..." rose a timid voice from the speaker.
Robotnik grinned again, and then laughed maniacally.
Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles were all at Knothole that night, preparing for a short camping trip the next day. They had just had a hard day fighting off the last wave of Robotnik's swatbots, and they were all exhausted and wanted a break.
"Sonic? Do you think it's a good idea to go on this camping trip?" Tails said, as he stuffed a sleeping bag into his backpack. "What if Robotnik sends something to attack Knothole while we're away?"
"I think everything will be fine here for just two days and one night," Sonic said, as he turned to look at Tails. "It's going to take him awhile to build up his forces again after what we did to them today."
Tails remembered all the wreckage that had been left from the swatbots from the afternoon's attack in the forest.
"You're right," Tails said. "There's nothing to worry about. But...I have this bad feeling..."
Knuckles put a hand on Tails shoulder.
"You're probably still scared from today's fight. One of those bots almost caught you with his stun gun before I punched him down from behind. This trip will be good for you."
Tails nodded and then said "Okay. You're both right, there's no problem."
If only I could believe what I just said... Tails thought to himself.
Back in Robotropolis, Snively finished compiling a list of hitmen, and he showed it to Robotnik.
"Excellent, excellent work..." Robotnik said. "Now...tell me, who the best out of all of these?"
"Yes sir...his name is Nail Strafer," Snively said as he showed him Nail's profile. "He has a perfect operational record and all of his clients strongly recommend him for any assassination."
"Hmmm...he would seem to be good for killing Sonic," Robotnik said, examining the photograph with the profile. "It says here that he can shoot any target traveling at any speed with his sniper rifle, with perfect accuracy. Even better, it says here that he doesn't care who he works for or what he's doing as long as he gets the money. Very well, get him in contact with me immediately!"
"Right away sir..." said Snively in a bored voice.