Sonic Underground: The Search for Aleena Chapter 2: Fighting evil by moonlight, a sonic the hedgehog fanfic

Sonic Underground: The Search for Aleena

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Chapter two: "Fighting Evil by Moonlight"

Prowess Manor

Later that night…

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Jake's POV

I walked through the hallways of what seemed like some kind of castle, which was lit only by the candles held in holders bolted to the walls here and there. I then came upon an elaborate-looking door, which bore an engraving matching the shape of my medallion. I reached out to open it, but as I did so, it slowly opened on it's own. When I walked through, I was suddenly in a wide, dark, blank space. I glanced backwards for a moment just in time to see the door dematerialize behind me. I knew now that there was no going back, wherever back was, that is.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted someone off in the distance. My eyes filled with tears once I recognized the woman.

"Mom!" I cried out to her.

She didn't notice me. Instead, she started walking away. I ran after her, tears streaming down my cheeks as I ran.

"Mom!" I cried again, quickening my pace.

Again, she didn't aknowledge my presence. She simply kept on walking.

It started to seem like no matter how fast I ran, despite her just walking, I couldn't catch up to her. Suddenly, I heard a voice. It was that of a man, but sounded elderly.

"Let go, Jacob. Your destiny is not with her."

I stopped running, then glanced all around, trying to find the speaker.

"Your destiny lies with the three children of Aleena, and their mother. When the time comes, you must be ready to protect them at all costs."

Suddenly, I felt something cold start to wrap around my legs. I looked down and saw dark, night black shadows start to creep up my legs, as if it was silk being swathed around me by a spider. The shadows quickly wrapped around my body, binding it together in a tight, shadowy cocoon. The shadows stopped once they had cover my mouth and nose. I yelled and hollared for help, but my cries were muffled by the shadows holding my mouth and muzzle shut. I also found that I couldn't breath from underneath my shadowy prison. Slowly, I started to succumb to suffocation as I gasped for breath that wouldn't come. It also seemed as if the more I tried to draw breath, the tighter the shadows squeezed, making it even harder to move or squirm.

I then heard another voice, this one more familiar.

"You must let go, Jacob."

Mother…

"Mmher!" I cried out, my voice muffled by my tight, shadowy bonds.

"Tears do not bring back the dead, my son." She continued, "You must learn to accept what has happened, and move past the pain and the hurt."

My eyes started to roll into the back of my head as I continued to suffocate.

I heard more words spoken, but they became mere murmers as I started to lose conciousness…

I jolted awake, sweat coating my fur like a salt-smelling glaze. I breathed in heavily, as if I really had been almost suffocated to death.

This was the fifteenfth this month time I'd had this dream, and I still didn't know why.

And yet, somehow…

I felt as though it was trying to tell me something…

Sally's Intro

My name is Princess Sally Alicia Acorn, and I am the last remaining member of the Acorn Royal family. I am also the leader of the Resistance against the Robotnik Empire, otherwise known as the Freedom Fighters.

My troubles started when I was only but three years old, when Robotnik turned his sights on my home, Knothole, home of the Acorn kingdom, whom happened to have been major allies with the neighboring Hedgehog kingdom. I watched helplessly as my mother and father were murdered right in front of me, and almost joined them if it hadn't been for Col. Stryker, who is currently one of my second in commands. He got me out of there to safety and acted as a sort of second father to me. Eventually, events took place that led to me becoming the leader of the Freedom fighters.

It was at that point, when I was made aware of the prophecy, as well as that my best agent, and biggest crush, Sonic, was a key part of it.

Since then, I focused most of our missions around getting things ready for the day of the reunion of the three children of Aleena, as well as for the uniting of the Council of Four.

And right now, I was personally embarking on a mission to seize key intel regarding an imperial satellite array that could possibly be utilized as a means to remotely roboticize someone anywhere in the world via satellite.

However, the intel we need lies within the mainframe of the fortress of the Regional bosses of Greenleaf Village, Sherrock and Gren Matoba, AKA 'The Not-So-Super Matoba Bros.', a pair of twin brothers who are two of Julius Robotnik's top mercenaries.

But, luckily, thanks to my friends back at Freedom Fighter HQ, I think I'll be just about fine during this mission.

After all, I am a professional Princess-turned Freedom fighter!

Submarine Drydocks

Black Skull Fortress

56 miles northeast of Robotropolis, 23 miles west of Greenleaf Village

That same moment…

A 17-year-old mobian girl swam through the bowels of the Jules River, dressed in a skintight diving suit that resembled a mobian seal in design, right down to the tailfin sheath covering her legs. She swam swiftly and silently towards the submarine drydocks that faced the river's mouth facing the Mobodoon bay. Once she reached the very edge of the dock, she leaned against the wall of the dock, then pulled out a foam softball from a side pouch, held it in front of her, then let go of it, letting it slowly float up to the surface. Then, she looked up and watched as a curious guard armed with a CZ805 rifle reached down for the ball. Acting quickly, she then grabbed the guard's arm, pulling him under, then pulled out a tactical knife and stabbed him through his neck. Next, she quickly swam up to the surface, then pulled herself up to the side of the dock, grabbed the guards rifle, then quickly took out the other two guards, all without notifying the rest of the base. Setting the rifle aside, she then pulled her tailbound legs up onto the concrete dock, then popped her oxygen rebreather out of her mouth, breathing in a breath of surface air. Next, she pulled down the zipper on the back of the suit, and slipped herself out of it.

Sally (Yes, I'm jumping the gun and saying that it's Sally. After all, I did just type her intro just earlier. Problem, officer?) then unizipped a backpack she was wearing underneath the diving suit, then pulled out a Walther PPK handgun and loaded an 8-round clip into it, and screwed on a silencer, pulling on the slide shortly after to chamber the first round. Next, she took the 'Seal Suit' and the rebreather and packed them all into the backpack, and pulling out in their place a different set of attire.

It was a cerulean blue skintight jumpsuit, coupled with a utility belt carrying various tools and equipment, as well as a holster for her gun, a tactical communicator headset (TactComm Headset), and, a pair of light blue boots.

She redressed, then, zipped up the bag, slinging it on her back, taking care to also dispose of the dead bodies of the guards she had just killed. Once all of that was done, she then switched on her TactComm Headset and tuned it's frequency to that of HQ.

"Davantry, I'm in." She spoke into it, notifying her contact that she had successfully infiltrated the base, "You locked on me yet?" "Oui, your highness," Said the voice of a young man under nineteen from the other end, "Uploading ze layouts of ze base to your MiniCom(1) as we speak." Sally pulled out a small device that resembled an old 2003's PDA, and turned it on to see the map of the entire complex pop up on the screen. "Cool," Sally said into her TactComm, "Now to make like Vector and, dare I say it, 'Find the computer room!'"

From there, she continued on through the base, being sure not to kill any guard unless there was no other option, until she came upon a room marked 'Computer room 4-C' Vector probably would have gotten a kick out of this mission. Sally thought to herself, stifling a giggle. She then slowly opened the door a crack and peered inside. There was but one guard sitting in front of one of the computers inside, thankfully facing away from Sally's direction. Silently, she opened the door the rest of the way, then gently closed it behind her. She then aimed her pistol at the back of the guards head, then fired, killing him instantly. She then ran over to the computer desk and pushed the dead guard out of the chair. Then, cracking her knuckles, she quit out of a video the guard was watching, then inserted a flash drive into the USB port on the computer, then went through file after file until she found what she wanted to find.

'Imperial Satellite Array, Designate: C.H.A.O.S.'

"Jenga." Sally muttered triumphantly as she uploaded the file unto the flash drive she brought with her. However, as she sat on the chair watching the upload, she didn't notice a guard slowly and quietly creep in, readying a line of garrotte wire(2). When the upload was at about 73%, the guard suddenly homed in and pulled the wire against Sally's throat, making her gasp and gurgle as she was strangled. She put the four fingers of her left hand underneath the wire as a means to buy herself some time to figure out a way to get this guard off of her. "Thought you could pull one over us, didn't you, Freedom Fighter?" The guard taunted her, watching as her face started to turn blue from asphyxiation, "I've already turned on the silent alarm, so even if you kill me, you'll still be swarmed by over a thousand armed guards." Sally tried to tell him something, but it came out as an incomprehensible gurgle.

"What's that, sweetheart?" The guard asked mockingly.

BANG!

The guard cried out in pain as he was shot in the knee by his own gun, which Sally managed to grab out of it's holster while he was occupied.

"Got your gun." She said, coughing and sputtering a little.

She then shot the guard three more times in the chest, killing him.

Honestly not the first time someone's tried to kill me that way… Sally thought, rubbing her sore neck. She then checked the download progress on the file, which was now at 87%. "Sally, Have you finished up yet?" Davantry asked on the other line. "It's still at 89%." Sally responded, "I'm gonna need some more time." "Well, time isn't exactly somezink you have right now," Said Davantry, "Zer is multiple hostiles headed right to your position." Sally glanced to the door, then back at the computer screen.

"How many?" She asked.

"About twenty." Davantry answered.

"Can you buy me a little time?"

"I can lock ze door."

"Anything else you can do?"

"Not really, no."

Sally looked at the download progress bar once more.

Downloading: 90% percent complete

"Shit…" Sally muttered. She then spied the rifle belonging to the guard that had been sitting at the computer before her. It was an MTAR-21 with an attached ACOG scope, and had a second magazine taped to the one that was currently loaded into it. She grabbed it, pulling on the loading handle to chamber a round. She then grabbed the frag grenades off of both guards that she had killed, and wired all their pins together so that they could be pulled all at once with the flip of a switch, attaching them to a long leather strap that came off of one of the guards' uniforms. Next, she glanced at the computer screen one more time, checking the download progress.

Downloading: 97% Complete

"C'mon…" Sally said frantically, glancing at the door every so often.

Downloading: 98% complete

"C'mon, dammit…"

Downloading: 99% Complete

"C'mon, you stupid, piece of shi-"

Download complete!

"YES!" Sally exclaimed. She then grabbed the flash drive and stowed it in a pouch on her utility belt. Next, she laid the IED (3) she had made on the body of one of the guards she had killed, then pushed the chair over to the center of the room, then climbed up into one of the vents, scurrying away from the room she had just left, just in time for the door to be breached by one of the guards who happened to have a shotgun on him. As the multitude of guards entered the room, Sally then pressed a button on her Cellphone, detonating the IED, killing almost the entire squad of guards that had went in there to capture her. She continued to climb through the vents until she reached an open hallway. However, her locator app on her minicomm told her that there was a large squad of Eggtroopers blocking her path.

"Hey, Davantry," Sally said into her Tactcomm.

"Oui, madame?" Davantry responded.

"How 'bout playing some music to lighten the mood?"

"… Which playlist?"

"'Battle mix 7'"

"Which song?"

"Surprise me."

She waited for a moment, then all of a sudden, Bad Reputation by Joan Jett started to play through the base's intercomm.

Sally then punched out the vent cover then jumped down, pointing the rifle she stole from the previous soldier, then said,

"… Come get some…"

She then ran towards them, firing a spray of bullets towards the soldiers, killing a few of them, then slid underneath them, and grabbed the HK416 rifle right out of the hands of one of them, then continued to fire both rifles, duel-wielding them like a boss!

Once she was on the other side of the squad, she then discarded the other rifle then ran,through hallways, up stairs, not stopping once until she reached her destination.

Once she was on the roof, she ran towards the edge, but stopped when she heard someone yell;

"Don't move, Freedom Fighter!"

She turned around casually to face her would-be 'captor'

He was Mobian, a bengal tiger in fact, 31 in age, with about the same height as a fully grown human, yellow eyes with a scar going down one of them, bright orange fur with black stripes, a short, blonde military buzzcut, and wore a Robotnik Imperial Officer's uniform with the shirt completely unbuttoned, showing his muscular chest, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to a little over his elbows, urban camoflage fatigue pants, black combat boots, duel machine gun bandoliers worn around his chest, and was aiming a Desert Eagle pistol at Sally.

He was also backed by over two-hundred armed guards.

Sally smiled, then put her hand on her hip and said, "Well, well, well, isn't this a surprise? I knew that Sherrock would put an idiot like you in charge in his and his brother's absence, Col. Bruiser." "Real cute, Princess," Bruiser scoffed, his brooklyn accent flairing, "But the jig is up. You have nowhere to go, sweetheart!" Sally glanced to the ledge, then back at Bruiser, then smirked and said, "… Wanna bet?" She then ran towards the edge and leapt off.

Surprised, Bruiser ran towards the ledge to see if Sally had fallen, but instead saw her pull a ripcord on her bodysuit, turning it into a wingsuit, allowing her to glide off into the horizon.

After a moment of just standing there and watching the intruder get away, he then said, "Well this can't possibly get any worse."

Of course, contingent with Murphy's Law (4), some of the outer buildings of the base, as well as the two large smokestacks portruding from the roof of the building he was on, exploded, killing pretty much all of Bruiser's backup in the resulting blast.

Now seeing his entire situation for what it now was, he then said, "Well, shit… The boss is gonna be pissed."

Freedom Fighter HQ

Rosskoe's Junkyard

Sometime later…

Sally entered the main command room of Freedom Fighter HQ, happily tossing the flash drive with the data on the satellite array in the air as she walked.

She was greeted by a few individuals, who were all happy to see that her mission was successful.

The first was a mobian German Sheperd dog, 62 in age, who was also an example of a 'tall' mobian, with brown fur and black markings, blue eyes with an eyepatch covering the left eye due to a gun-related injury he sustained during Robotnik's coup, short grey hair that was done in a crewcut, and wore a blue Mobodoon Royal Guard blue camoflage fatigues, black military boots, and had a Colt Python with an attached optical scope and laser sight held in a holster on his right thigh.

The second was a mobian tabby cat, 19, with bright orange fur and dark yellow markings, green eyes, short black hair that was parted down the middle, and wore a white 'French Ressistance' Band T-shirt coupled with a pair of blue jeans, cheap sneakers, and also had braces on his teeth. He sat at a computer console to Sally's immediate right of the entrance.

And finally, the third. He was a human, about 36 in age, with light skin, walnut brown hair that was medium length and messy and had a navy blue bandana worn around it much like Solid Snake's, brown eyes, scars on his face that went down his left eye, across the bridge of his nose, and two on his right cheek that formed an X. He wore a tan tactical vest underneath an olive drab trenchcoat that had shotgun shell holders on the right sleeve, and had an emblem printed on the back depicting a demonic skull with lightning bolts criss-crossing underneath it, Vietnam War-era tiger stripe camoflage pants, steel-toed combat boots, black fingerless gloves with brass studs on the knuckles, and had a Taurus Raging Bull revolver held in a holster on his right thigh, as well as a pair of Colt M1911s in shoulder holsters worn underneath his trenchcoat. He sat upon a couch that was part of a meeting area, fitting a muzzle break to a captured MTAR-21 rifle.

"Good to see you're alright, Sally." Said the dog. "Thanks, Stryker," Sally happily replied, "But I told you guys earlier that I'd be alright." "Hey, Sally!" The cat cut in suddenly, "So? What did you zink of the 'Seel Suit' I made you?" Sally opened up her backpack and threw the aforementioned full-body diving suit on the floor in front of him. "I swam like a fish, Davantry," She answered with a smile, "And don't even get me started on the wicked-cool wingsuit/catsuit hybrid you gave me!" Davantry smiled, then took a bow, saying, "Always a pleasure to make you such tres bien gadgets!" Sally giggled, then said, "Well thank you. That's sweet of you." "So," Said Stryker, wanting to get back to buisiness, "Did you get the file?" Sally then walked up to the huge computer console in the front of the room, then plugged the flash drive into one of the many USB ports on the console, then watched as the huge screen was overtaken by a multitude of files and documents. "We have everything we need to take down that array." She said, "Not only that, but we also have an idea as to some of Julius' other projects, such as something called 'Project: Surrogate' which whatever that is, we may want to take a look at it." She then yawned, then said, "Well, It's pretty late. I think I'll go ahead and hit the hay for tonight." "Very well," Said Stryker, who then turned to the human and said, "Commander Clash, would you mind escorting Sally to her quarters?" Clash nodded, then loaded a magazine into the customized rifle, then slung it under his shoulder and said, "Right this way, kid." The two then walked through the halls of the Freedom Fighter base until they reached a door that read 'Sally's room' Sally then opened the door and walked in, accompanied by Clash (With her permission, of course.).

It was a pretty big room, one big enough for a princess, who was in fact it's occupant! The walls were painted a lavender purple, there was a huge, four post bed with clear, pink silk curtains running around it that could be pulled around for 'privacy', a computer desk next to the west wall with a very expensive-looking desktop computer that sported a bright violet paint job on it, a long, pink velvet couch facing away from the door of the bathroom, a small drawer table made of mahagony that sat in front of the couch, bearing a small, flatscreen TV upon it, as well as an Xbox 720 and a Nintega WiiU Neptune, a stereo system set up at the east wall, next to the door of the bathroom, a beautifully crafted dresser made of ebony wood and painted violet that had an ihome on the tope of it, a vanity in the northwest corner made of the same material as the dresser, a fishtank sitting upon a mahagony stand sitting in the southwest corner with various fish inside it, as well as some pretty decorations inside it for the fish to swim around, a screen running alongside the dresser and going towards the right side of the bathroom door, a beautiful brass lamp sitting on a bedside table on the right side of the bed, and posters of various varieties decorating the walls.

Sally stretched and yawned, then walked behind the screen and started to undress, while Clash sat on the couch, holding his customized rifle in his lap. "You don't mind if I smoke, do you?" He asked. Sally shook her head. "I'd rather you didn't," She answered, slipping off her catsuit, "At least not in my room." She then slipped into a violet silk nightgown, then sat on her bed, fidgeting with a locket that her mother gave her when she was two years old.

"So, Clash…" Said Sally.

"'Sup." Clash responded, looking down the Hybrid sight he attached to the rifle.

"I heard that the reunion's gonna happen pretty soon."

"Your point?"

"Well, since they're about to meet up with each other, pretty soon we'll be able to help them locate their mother, and then before long, they'll form the Council of Four, and we'll be able to send Julius Robotnik packing!"

"Yeah, assuming that the kids can all get along, of course."

Sally looked up to Clash, perking her ears in curiousity.

"What do you mean by that, Clash?" She asked.

"I mean," Clash answered, setting the rifle down on his lap again, "That you're being slightly unrealistic. They're not gonna just meet up and instantly become loving siblings, no, they're probably gonna wonder who the hell each other is. Plus, y'know, there's also the possibility that one or all of them will end up arguing with the other."

"Don't you even believe in the legends?" Sally asked, pursing her lips.

Clash shrugged. "I do," He replied, "It's just that you're believing in an old 'fairy tale' ending for this situation. Realistically, when they meet up with each other, it's gonna take a long time before they're ready to take on Robotnik. They're gonna need time to train, bond, and develop their relationship with one another. Basically, if you want that big old 'storybook ending' you so childishly desire, you're gonna have to wait a long time, 'cause real life doesn't always work the way you want it to."

He then pulled on the loading handle of the rifle, then stood up. "Well, I'm gonna go hit the hay as well," he said, slinging the rifle over his back, "I'll see you sometime in the morning, Sal." Sally nodded. "'Kay." She said, "Goodnight!" Clash nodded with a smile, then said, "Goodnight, kiddo." He then walked out, shutting the door behind him as he did so. Sally looked down at her locket necklace, holding the pendant in her fingers.

It was made entirely of gold, and had an elaborate design engraved upon it. There was also a bright, blue heart-shaped sapphire imbedded on the front of it.

Now, since she was a child, and even today, she could never once open the locket. She could only guess as to what it's contents were.

She sighed, then turned off the lamp, pulled the covers over her and laid on her right side, staring at the wall next to the bed.

Someday, mother… she thought, someday, I'll learn why you gave me this locket, and why I can never get it open. She yawned, then drifted off into peaceful slumber.

She slept so soundly, in fact, that she didn't notice her pendant glow luminously for a brief moment.

To be continued…

(1) Mini Computer

(2) A french-made execution weapon used to kill via strangulation. If you've seen any James Bond movies, then you've probably seen one of these a time or two.

(3) Improvised Explosive Device (IED)

(4) Basically, if something can go wrong, it probably will.