Sonic the Hedgehog: The True Power of Music

Chapter Three

It's just simply impossible.

Eggman, in front of me? This has to be a joke.

"I'm amused to meet a person who dedicates a song for the future emperor." He said as he caressed his moustache, "It was a great song to listen to. How did you call it?"

"E-Eggman…" I said nervously.

"Yes, yes I know it's me, and you're surprised about that, but what's the name of that song? I just want to know."

I guess he really didn't get my answer.

"I just said it." I repeated again as I got a bit a grip of myself, "The song called Eggman."

"Oh, is that so?" he said as if he was interested, but his expression changed quickly.

"Anyway, back to business: you have something that belongs to me. The little gem that you're holding in your hand."

The Chaos Emerald, he wants the Chaos Emerald.

He stretched out his hand and said: "Give it to me and I promise that you won't get hurt."

I looked at it again, then faced him and answered: "No."

"What?" he said in an upset tone, "You refuse to hand it over to me?"

I rolled my other hand into fists. Something deep inside me was about to explode, feelings of confusion and doubts, I recognized them right away. I couldn't keep them all inside forever, so, in the end, I let it all out in a yell.

"Now that's it! I first get freaked out in the shop, then a Chaos Emerald nearly crashes on me, then my studio gets trashed by you, and now you want me to give you the Chaos Emerald? Well I'm telling you this: I'm not giving it to you! I found it so I keep it, got that?"

I was panting after speaking so incredibly fast like I've never done before in my life and letting all my anger out on him. But the moment I met with his eyes, he seemed surprised, in an upset way, of course.

"I see you know about the Chaos Emerald." He said with an evil grin, the vehicle lifting its arms over me and balling its fists, "Normally, I'd crush those who refuse to obey me."

Oh crud… Me and my big mouth…

I closed my eyes, ready to feel the pain. Scared I was ready to let my life end.

I waited and waited…

But nothing happened.

Huh?

I opened my eyes and looked over me, seeing the vehicle lowering its arms.

"But it would be a real shame for the Chaos Emerald to get crushed."

Instantly, one of the vehicle's arms grabbed me and clenched me tightly.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I bellowed panicked, "Let me go!"

I was struggling to free myself, but it was no use. The grip was too strong for me to escape from this uncomfortable grasp.

"And it would be a pity shame for you with such a talent to die like this." he stated.

The vehicle lifted me from the ground, then pulled it towards its head where Eggman was sitting on. The distance between me and him was now only about one meter.

He suddenly pushed on a button as I kept on struggling, the grip of the robot tighten at his master's command.

I still had my hands clenched on my gem. Never would I let it go.

A grin formed on his face.

"Now now, Christine, you wouldn't want to get hurt by freeing yourself, do you?"

It became tighter and tighter, squeezing my muscle and bones together.

"Stop it! Stop, please!" I screamed as I clenched my eyes shut, trying to resist the pain.

Then, after a moment, after my beg, it loosened up.

I opened my eyes and stared at him, the doctor, straight in his eyes. Every part of my body ached, but I was lucky that I could still breathe well.

"I think you might be of some use to me." he chuckled.

"What do you want from me? I thought you simply needed the Chaos Emerald." I breathed, "And how do you even know my name?"

Well, to be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if someone on a street knew me. I mean, because I'm the daughter of the world's top designer. But I am astonished that Eggman knew me.

"I did some research about you when I discovered that you picked up my Emerald, that's how I know you." He answered, "It is actually true that I only need the gem, but there are so many reasons why I would need you."

"What are these reasons?" I asked.

"You'll know it soon enough." He answered, and the machine suddenly began to back away from my studio, "For the moment, enjoy the ride."

"No, I don't want to go!"

"It's too late, there's nothing you can do." He sneered, and the ship took off in the air.

This was really not my day. Not my day at all.

"Wait, stop! Let me go!" I screamed even louder, hoping that help might be on its way to save me. But seeing in what situation I was stuck in, my hope slightly shrunk little by little as we flew more into the sky. I looked down to see my house becoming smaller, until I couldn't see it anymore, hidden by the clouds we were flying over. The air was quite cool as we soared in the sky, but it was unpleasant to me that I was actually being kidnapped.

In the distance, there was a big ship, obviously Eggman's fleet. No doubt about it, that ship just looked the same like the one in the Sonic games I played.

We headed towards that ship and we flew over it when suddenly Eggman pressed on another button. There was a loud creek coming from bellow, so I looked down and saw on top of the ship a door that opened up horizontally, shifting the metal door from one side to another. Eggman's floating vehicle descended, gliding down through that opening when soon after that it landed softly on the ground. Then, the villainous doctor climbed down on the side of this machine, his feet setting down gently on the ground. Now I could really see how the lower part of his body was, he made a gentleman-like expression in some way, compared to the "Sonic X" TV series. But, despite that, he still does resemble like an egg to me.

-Oh yeah, speaking about me, I was still stuck in that mechanical hand of that bloody robot.

"When are you planning to let me go?" I frowned.

He turned his head to me and approached.

"Terribly sorry." He said, then made a sudden movement with his hand to his little ship, "You can let go of her, Zelta."

It opened its hand, then let me drop to the ground and because of him, I ended up landing on my butt. Oh yeah, nice landing, very smooth. Why not drop me from a higher place?

"Welcome to my fleet." He said, "Hope you're enjoying this place, because it will be your new home."

"What?" I gasped in shock, "I'll be staying with you? How long?"

"As long as I desire." He answered with a grin.

My chest felt so heavy at that moment and my heart instantly jumped. Me, stay here?

I tried to get up, but it was quite difficult, after having a robot squeezing me like crazy. In the end I still managed to get up on my feet, and as soon as I did, Eggman snapped his fingers. I heard loud clangs behind me and I turned around to face two giant robots. Both of them grabbed each one of my arms. I turned my head back forward in a spin, only to see that Eggman was about six inches away from me.

He ripped the Emerald out of my hand and sneered: "I'll take that."

"No, my Chaos Emerald!" I cried and struggled to get it back, but these two robots just wouldn't let me go.

"Well it's mine now." He said, grinning as usual, "Oh and by the way: Stealers keepers."

Ooh, how much I wished I could give him a kick.

Then, a thought came up in my mind, and it spoke out for me.

"But I really don't understand." I said, "Why do you still need me? I have the right to know."

"True, but I intend to explain you later, for you see, I have something else to do for the moment." He chuckled, looking at the Emerald that he held in his hand. He rolled his eyes to me and continued: "But here's a hint: it has something to do with your music."

I let my face do the expression from that dumb-sounding answer.

What?

He suddenly turned his back on me, lifted his hand up and said: "So little time, so much to do. Enjoy your arrival. Take her away."

The robots started to walk to the opposite direction of Doctor, pulling me along with them.

"W… Wait!" I exclaimed, facing clearly Egg-formed man as those robots pulled me from the back, "Let go of me!"

They simply ignored my voice and dragged me through a door, where everything became dark as soon as the doors closed.

I didn't know where they were taking me, nor could I see anything, because it was so friggin' dark. But what I did know was they wouldn't let me go until they'd reach their destination.

I realized then that behind me everything started to brighten up, and when it did, the robots threw me into a room. I crashed to the ground, face on the floor, hearing the sound of the door locking up.

I got up on my knees, but I didn't to get up completely, so I sat down. I was depressed and sad.

If I stay here, what will Mom become? And Jean? What's going to happen to me?

I was shivering in fear, frightened of what was going to happen to me.

"I don't want to stay here…" I said in a trembling voice, "I want to go home…"

My eyes began to burn and filled themselves up with tears, until my eyelids couldn't bear them all, and so, they all rolled down my cheeks.

Why me? Why did it happen to me?

"Mom…" I sobbed, "Jean…"

Would I ever see them again?

Would I ever be able to face them again?

I stood up and looked around me. This room was a bit dark, but bright enough to see how it looked like: grey metal walls, a bed and all the way in the corner-

What in blazes?! A guitar?! It's freaky enough to be in a metal room like this. But having a guitar in a prison? Now I even began to wonder if Eggs' normally used it.

Him? Music? I can't even imagine him sing. Oh man, and if he does, then I'll definitely have my ears covered by some nearby pillows. I don't even want to imagine how his singing voice sounds like.

I went to that corner and picked it up, an acoustic guitar, not a cheap one, it was playable. When I struck its strings, I really felt sorry for it. That guitar was majorly off-tuned, but anyway, it's fixable and that's what counts.

I went towards my new bed and sat down. The bed was okay, quite comfortable. I put then the guitar on my lap, and began to tune it up.

Once done, I played a bit of melodies from Sonic game series on the guitar, just to warm myself up a bit. Then, when I wanted to sing, I just sang out loud, not caring who or what might listen. I just simply wanted to cry through my songs as I played melancholic tunes with the guitar.