All right whatever, I lied. I'll update when I feel like it, but for now, let's just get to the story.

Knuckles sat there, shivering, and glaring at the suddenly evil ground. He looked up to see the Master Emerald, which was currently shimmering gloatingly at him. He had created a sort of bond with the Master Emerald, or at least, he liked to believe that he did, and it was currently saying something along the lines of: "Heh, loser…"

Knuckles just continued glaring at it and said, "Yeah, you're just going to float there and let me freeze, aren't you. You don't lift an emerald to help unless it's your own shimmery beauty in trouble. Jerk" If possible the Master Emerald glowed even more condescendingly after that. "Yeah, it's official, this island… sucks!" Knuckles was mostly angry at the sudden bouts of invisible flames that had been taking his island by storm lately. It was so strange; flames weren't usually so invisible, but he supposed that there was nothing that he could do about it.

Knuckles took another look at the strange girl that had been piloting the aircraft. She looked no older than 15, and yet she somehow had the aura of a very wise and experienced person. She was currently unconscious on the evil ground, as he was unable to find any shelter due to the invisible flames, about which the Master Emerald was now gloating gleefully.

"Oh shut up! Lousy temperature resistant glowing emerald… Anyway though, I should really get my priorities straight. How am I going to make sure that she's not hurt? I'm not exactly doctor of the year." The Master Emerald gave an aura of "No kidding." as a response. Knuckles grimaced as his own response and decided to check to make sure nothing too life threatening had happened, and she would know what was otherwise wrong with herself when she woke up. She was wearing a shirt that only came down to her midriff and a white and red skirt that came down to about her knees, though both had been torn apart from the rather one-sided battle. As such it was relatively easy to check for injuries without in dignifying her. Surprisingly however, despite being a magnificent creature of beauty, he felt no mating desire for her, even when he convinced himself that to be on the safe side, he had to lift up her skirt to make sure that her upper legs weren't broken. He thought that this was interesting, but he decided that coming to the acceptance that he was the last of his race had made him sterile, and pushed it to the back of his mind. Of course, it would be just at this time that the newcomer decided to stir into consciousness.

She yawned, then coughed up a bit of blood and slowly came back into reality. One of the first things she noticed was that her skirt was being lifted up by a strange red echidna male who seemed to have suddenly realized what a compromising position he was in and was frozen in shock. However, she took no notice of the awkwardness of the situation. She just collapsed back onto the evil ground and groaned in pain. After a minute of awkward silence, through which the echidna still had not moved, she asked, "Do I have an injury or what? How long are you going to hold my skirt up like that, I'm getting a very unpleasant draft." The echidna suddenly seemed to come to his senses and quickly dropped the clothing. He quickly stuttered to explain.

"I-I-I- this wasn't-I'm not-I mean I-I…" She cut him off from making a further fool of himself with a soft smile.

"Heh, it's no problem, you were checking for injuries, right? Or do you find some sort of pleasure in taking advantage of unconscious little girls?" She couldn't resist teasing him; the situation was just too funny. He however, didn't seem to think so, and became even more flustered than before.

"What-no I-I wouldn't-I would never- I…" She again cut him of, this time with a giggle.

"Oh please, calm down Knuckles. You know I know that you don't think of me that way." He perked up at the word "Knuckles."

"How do you know my name?" She looked confused for a moment, then smiled and said: "Oh right, I guess I didn't tell you yet. Knuckles, you're my brother."

"Brother, what do you, huh, wait, you're- and, now I recognize you, I knew you- but no, you're gah! Information overload! Information overload! System restart!" And with that, Knuckles valiantly… fainted. Yep.

"Oh great, I though I was supposed to be the one who needed to be taken care of."