Since this is a story with many concepts from a lot of places, ill list my credits now.
Sega
Sonic Team
(Inspiration) Sonic Uncut, a flash by HyperactiveYouth
Zelda
Lord Of The Rings
Any other Sword fighting movies
Any Movie that takes people back in time and stuff
In Other Words, don't sue because you know, All I really made here in the plot and other characters that I think you know by now don't belong to SEGA/Sonic Team WHATEVER
.:Medieval Mania - Chapter 1: The Throwback:.
With a calm, innocent stride the young rabbit skipped out onto the farm field…Ick…smells like manure…She began to hum as her pet chao fluttered about her, happily aiding her in the mornings chores, which in this case, included gathering fire wood. She sighed and brushed off the dirt from her now peasant clothing.
So much had happened in one year.
From a tiny hovel in the distance Shadow watched with careful eyes. Shadow now cared for cream as if she were his own daughter. With, of course, his usual rough order. It was about one year ago when they were all gathered in Sonic's beach house, enjoying (or in his case, pretending to enjoy) his yearly "Free Drinks All Ages" party.
"Cream, you are not to touch that wine glass."
"Psh! You're not my mom I can do whatever I wa-"
"Look girl. I have not the patience or the time to deal with your whiney cotton-balled ass, so I'll make this quick. Touch the wine glass and you can kiss your little floppy ears and little chao-chao friend a good-night as you both burn in hell."
Shadow had no time at all to finish his sentence, for cream had already stormed away in tears, slamming the door to Sonic's room behind her. Whimpers could be heard over the booming music.
"Shadow! You go up there right now and apologize to poor cream-cream."
"Amy, she was doing something naughty. She needed a good talking to."
"Psh your impossible…Ill just have to find Sonic and-"
"No! Sonic you don't need to find…I'll…I'll do it myself."
As much as he hated correcting his own mistakes, he would be damned if he let Sonic score more brownie points with Amy than him. So far it was Sonic 15, Shadow 2. He was not about to let Amy's brownie points be cooked and sent out to the baker.
"Hey cream?"
"NO! Your mean, go away!" Cream stood and began to run past him towards the door, when Shadow swiftly grabbed her shoulder.
"Cream, I only said those things because I was looking out for you. Try to understand that I am not the best person to put my feelings out in the open like so."
It was safe to say that cream and shadow spent quite a bit of time sitting on the floor, conversing. Anyone that didn't know Shadow well would surely think he was some kind of pedophile or something.
"Do you think I'll ever find them again, Shadow? Mom and Blaze and brother…"
"Well, Cream. Do you think I will ever have a chance with Amy?"
"Hehe…well…"
Shadow smiled only slightly, eyes closed waiting for her smug remark. However he would never receive it. Shadow stood straight up as he heard the scream of what seemed like Amy's from downstairs. He quickly grabbed Cream and threw himself to the side, shielding the tiny rabbit's head with his. The wall behind them had blown off its place. What seemed like a torrent of dust burst into the room, blinding Shadow's wide open eyes.
The noise of the explosion was unbelievable. The sound was as if someone took a thousand knives and used them to break glass.
Now, blinded and deaf, Shadow could neither see nor hear his attackers, so he continually clung to the young rabbit to at least assure himself that no harm befell the girl. His attackers made sure that he befell harm however. Shadow could feel claws raking at his back and a steel toe kicking at his face.
Hours seemed to pass as the slaughter continued, then it just…stopped.
That is when Cream and Shadow awoke to a world that, in their world, might have been studied in a middle school history class. Here they met the world we call medieval. Aristocratic Anthros as well as humans busily rode about on horseback, while the peasants walked about on foot, buckets slacked on their backs.
With their odd change of time, their powers ripped away from them. The kings of speed were now no more than slow moving peasants. The chaos emeralds were of no use to any of them now, for they weren't chaos emeralds...just emeralds.
This was one of the first times that the Sonic team had been broken apart by some foreign force. Shadow had no choice but to accept this new lifestyle, though he hated giving in, he needed to at least understand the new world in order to find out how to reverse the effects. Plus, he needed to put food on the table for Cream.
There was not a day in his life that he did not think of his missing allies. Are they even in the same time, place, or world? He polished his beautiful, yet stolen sword now pensively.
"I don't give a damn…" he would say, yet his heart would scream be safe…
Life continued as is. Cream did much manual labor maintaining their docile living space, while Shadow found his various job's elsewhere, the image of their missing allies tattooed into his mind. The hope within him was almost eradicated.
Yet, if the story ended here, This would not be The Medieval Mania.
