I just realized that JetStorm is more canon that JetWave or StormWave. Ask me why in a PM, and I'll even send you pictures.

Storm: I HATE YOU, KIBA.

Kiba: I LOVE YOU, TOO, HONEY.

Honey (that cat from STF): Really?

Kiba: What the hell? Get away!
Honey: runs off

I own nothing, but Kiba. Other characters are (C) Sega, Sonic Team

Ch. 12: Memories of Angel Island Part 1

Kiba proved to be a valuable member after all: she actually shut Wave up. Kiba wrung her headphones around Wave's beak whenever she began to yammer on, but that always let up to her getting smashed on the head with Wave's wrench-o-doom. Honestly, I think those two girls argue more than Wave with Storm. There was something I didn't like about Kiba though: Kiba was always staring at me, like she knew something.Never had I confronted her about it, but I really wanted to.

Oh, did I tell you I got my own room? It's awesome! Well, Storm kicked me out of his room because I kept asking him to read more One Piece each night. Kiba moved in with him. She was supposed to get the room I was in, but she declined. Jet told me that Storm wanted to do the nasty with her. When I asked what the "nasty" was, Jet cringed and shoved me into my new room.

My room is sort of like Storm's, yet smaller. I had that dumb bed Storm gave me, but I got a neat desk with a closet. The room's paint color is plain white, like Wave's. Jet said that this was the guest room from clients that had to stay the night. My Chaotix picture was placed right next to my bed so I could never forget them. Yeah, how could I forget the Chaotix and our silly antics?

So here I was, lying in my bed, just waking up after yesterday's events. Glancing over at the digital clock on the desk, I gasped when it said six o' seven AM. Always, I yanked the covers back over my head and fell back asleep. Only to wake up an hour later at the same time. Finding it strange, I sleepily rose from my bed. Which was weird on its own. The earliest time I got awoke was ten AM when Vector ordered me to get the phone. Making sure I didn't make any noise, I walked, yes walked, up the stairs and into the kitchen.

Kiba was already there, a toothbrusth hanging from her mouth as she listened to music from her CD player. She was walking around in circles. The panda seemed to be in a daze, as she gazed over at me. Suddenly, she gasped and shut her music off.

"I-I'm so sorry. Did I wake ya?" she asked, bowing her head slightly.

"Nope, but you did a Vector."

"...A what?"

"A Vector. He always listened to music."

"What happened to him?"

Hanging my head low, I explained everything up to the point until I met her. Before I knew it, she lifted me up and hugged me tightly. I couldn't breathe at all as she nuzzled me against those things on her chest.

"Kiba, why is there an extra butt on your chest?"

Blushing, Kiba threw me at the kitchen sink, and I almost fell out the window. Thankfully, I used my wings just in time before the impact. Taunting her about her weight, I noticed Kiba picked up a kitchen knife. Hovering and ignoring the fact that my wings were buzzing, I zoomed above her as she tried to grab me. I never went back downstairs. If I did I might've woke up Jet and the others.

Slow at running, Kiba panted as she tried to keep up with me. Being a bad runner, she was like Storm that way. She stopped when she trapped me in a corner. Her headphones slipped down onto her shoulders. Raising the knife over her head, she threatened death at me. Gulping, I noticed Storm appearing and snatching the knife away from Kiba. Kiba growled at Storm, showing off her sharp teeth. Stopping when Storm smacked her playfully on the back of her head, she elbowed him back roughly in the ribs. Now, have to admit that Kiba is tough for a girl, but Storm could easily snap her neck in half with his huge hands.

"But, really, what's that on her chest?" I asked again, making Storm flinch.

"We-well, kid that's what you'll learn when you're older," Storm replied.

"No fair!"

"Yeah, well, you want to know what's not fair?" Jet asked as he and Wave stalked upstairs. "You guys make too much noise in the morning."

Storm apologized for us all, but I noticed him glance backwards at me. Kiba was staring at me again, curiously. I swear she was alleging me to pick a fight with the eightteen-year-old. Kiba quickly looked away and noticed Wave inspecting her.

"Awake so early, Kiba?" Wave asked coyfully.

"Huh? Uh, yeah..."

"What were you and Storm doing last night?"

Kiba and Storm reered backwards, saying that nothing happened. Those two are such terrible liars. Storm said that he explained the night away to Kiba about the Babylon Rogues history. Kiba nodded with every word profusively.

Jet flipped up his pinky finger, muttering, "Couple..."

Ignoring Jet, Kiba asked, "So, uh, anyone hungry?" Kiba gestured over at the breakfast table, and there were pancakes.

I liked pancakes, much more than dumb old waffles like Sonic. Immediately without much thought, I dashed over to the table and scarfed down my meal. And than I began to suffocate. Hacking up some pancakes, I ignored Wave making gagging noises.

Jet smacked me over the head. "You have no manners."

"What's a manner?"

Wave interjected, "It's a polite gesture."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Booooooring. You guys bore Charmy!" Taking the syrup bottle, I zoomed back downstairs and into Jet's office.

So, why did I bring the syrup bottle? Well, I guess you can say I'm going do to something very mean. Opening the bottle, I entered his actual room. Still the same, dark, and bleak room like the first time. Perhaps it was time to spice things up. Shaking the bottle, I hovered over Jet's bed. Something caught my eyes as I poured the contents all over Jet's pillow.

It was a pink letter in an envelope. Dropping the bottle onto Jet's bed, I tore the letter open and began to read. It was from some girl, but it was years ago. Days ago, Wave was asking why Jet was holding that envelope, but Jet denied everything for some reason. I began to read.

2/5/99

Dear Jet,

How goes it? My travels have been pretty swell so far. Your mother has been acting strangely lately. Whenever I ask her what's wrong, she just glares at me. Thunder and Web are on solo missions, but I haven't heard from them. How are Wave and Storm? Do they still bicker like the gods above? I have learned previously that in legend you will recieve some new members when you turn fourteen. Well, goodbye...my son.

Love your Father, Axel

On instinct, I dropped the letter onto the syrup. This was from Jet's father Axel? I couldn't believe it! But then I realized that the letter flopped onto the syrup. Gasping in utter shock, I grabbed the letter and groaned as the goop slipped onto my arms. Immediately, I flew over to the bathroom and nearly crashed into Wave as she was about to go in Jet's room.

"JET, WHAT THE HELL IS ON YOUR BED?!" the swallow screamed as I entered the bathroom.

Oh, shoot me! I thought, scared for my life.

Thankfully, I dove into the bathroom and locked the door just as Jet toppled down the stairs. Jet was cursing at whoever did this, while Wave was moaning about her pants getting dirty. In the bathroom, I noticed the writing on the letter just vanished like Espio's invisability jutsu. Cocking my head, I wondered why that occured.

Storm kicked the bathroom door down, and I hid the letter in a cupboard just above the sink. He waved his head for me to follow. Boy, I could tell I was in trouble when Storm held the door for me when I entered Jet's office. He left us alone.

Jet was sideways from me, appearing bored. He glanced over at me, angrily. My Extreme Gear was next to Storm's and Kiba's by the door. Kiba and Storm entered a little bit after the eerie silence between me and Jet. Storm's back was towards the door, as if daring me to try and escape.

Jet slammed his hand on his desk. "Charmy, why the hell did you dump syrup all over my desk?!"

Chuckling nervously, I managed to muster up my courage to reply. "Uh, well, I just it'd be funny."

"Funny!" Jet stood up, anger burning in his eyes. "Yeah, sure, funny. Of course, someone like you would say that."

"What's that s'pposed to mean!"

Jet shrugged miserably. "Oh, maybe because you're a selfish, spoiled brat!"

I didn't reply. I was spoiled? How can I be spoiled? Selfish, sure, at times I do amit I am, but spoiled? The Chaotix and I barely managed to pay the rent every two months! We could only pay for fast food, unless Madam Vanilla invited us to come over.

The hawk overlooked me towards Kiba and Storm. "I've got a mission for the three of you. I want you guys to venture on Angel Island and steal a few shards of the Master Emerald. Not the entire emerald, just about three or four large shards, Chaos Emerald sized."

Storm nodded and grabbed our Gears. He sent Jet a somewhat dissaproving glance that his boss didn't catch. Storm montioned us out and gave Jet a quick salute. The albatross sighed deeply, but noticed my sorrow.

Ingoring Storm is really hard. He'll poke you in the head, roughly, if you don't reply. Finally, I bit Storm's finger.

"GET HIM OFF!" Storm shrieked as he wailed his hand around in a desperate attempt to make me yeild.

Kiba grabbed her headphones from her shoulders and wrapped them around me head. She yanked me off with such force that I plowed into the bathroom. Okay, remember this is Kiba's fault. Wave was showering, and I was injected into the shower curtain, causing it to fall off over Wave and I. Wave and I both screamed. From outside, Kiba and Storm were gaping, but they were bawling with jeers when Wave kicked me out.

"But seriously, was that a butt on her chest? I don't think girls-"

"Charmy, shut up," Kiba ordered, blushing as Storm poked fun at her.

Exiting the airship, I followed Storm and Kiba in absolute silence as they rode ahead. Jet's words rang constantly in my head. Was I really spoiled? I managed to overhear Kiba asking Storm what Angel Island was.

"Well, it's like an island in the sky," Storm explained.

"An island? Does it float?" Kiba asked, adjusting her glasses.

"Yeah, I've only been there once, maybe twice."

"Wh-what's it like?"

Storm scratched his head as if thinking. He had this tranquil expression on his face that could bring bliss to anyone. "Kiba, it's like heaven. Technology hasn't plagued it or nothin'."

Blushing, Kiba nodded.

Smirking, I could barely resist the urge to make a snide remark. I noticed Kiba glancing back at me, than to Storm. Storm was doing the same. Finally, I caught sight of Angel Island.

Somehow, Storm was right about the part of Angel Island not being harmed by technology. I've been to Angel Island quite a few times, like the time Vector brought me over, we didn't meet Espio yet, when I was a few years younger. I'd estimate that I was about three at the time, maybe four. Vaguely remembering that Vector told me that he had to repent for his wrongs or some jazz similar.

"Charmy," Storm finally said after we began to travel along the huge trees and streams, "wasn't that red mutt still at Vanilla's restuarant?"

"Yeah, and it's Madam Vanilla to you. It's only polite to call a refined woman like Madam Vanilla madam."

"Ain't you grown up?" Kiba asked, tussing through her strangly ponytail.

Sticking my tongue out at her, I made a few silly faces which caused the others to laugh. Who's grown up? Not me, heck no. Not until I'm eighteen, that's when I consider myself "grown up". Right now, I like being a kid. You get to make teary-eyed faces that gets you whatever you want, you don't have to work so hard, and you even get free ice cream. But that's only of you try hard enough. Trying hard enough is when you know you're crying and throwing a fit. Vector knew that very, very well.

Maybe that's why Jet think I'm so spoiled. Vector always gave me whatever I wanted when he was...alive. Know what? I'm crying as I jot this all down. I noticed that I was really annoying whenever I cry. As I glare at Kiba who is laughing at me as I type, I realized that Jet was also spoiled since he was so overprotected as a child. That letter sort of gave the hint away.

The shrine was right ahead. Storm quickly explained to Kiba who Knuckles was and all that guardian business. We landed our Gears and hid behind some brush. Knuckles was back and lying cross-legged on the steps. Guess Team Dynamite got the boot. The echidna appeared to be asleep. However, something was off: Two figures were on the top step by the emerald. It wasn't Rouge or those two spirits that live within the emerald, Tikal and Chaos.

Interest got the best of me. Floating lazily ahead of Storm, Kiba dragged me back. The panda pushed me into into her chest, and I blushed as I was pushed between those things on her chest. Storm glared at me for some unknown reason. I sure didn't want to find out, so I wormed myself away.

Knuckles yawned lazily and stood up. We all ducked behind the bushes, but Knuckles didn't take notice. The echidna looked around and stretched. He was talking to the two figures on the top of the shrine.

After much waiting, the two figures stood up and began their descent down the steps. Taking a harder look, I noticed that one was a small squirell that had yellow fur and a reddish-tan stomach and muzzle. He had some flab under his arms, making him a flying squirell. The other was an armadillo with a red shell and black fur. In addition, the armadillo had yellow furred arms with the same colored stomach. Both of their eyes were black.

"Can't be..." I murmured to myself, fluttering upwards.

"Char-Charmy, no, come back!" Storm shouted in a whisper.

"You-you'll get us caught!" Kiba added in a whisper, too.

Suddenly, the armadillo gave out a short cheerful laugh. Too cheerful for my taste, but I remember someone so clearly that laughed like that. The armadillo began to rub Knuckles on the head whom shouted at the armadillo to back off.

Storm looked ready to strangle me. Storm never failed Jet, only a few occasions like when he lost to Knuckles at the Ex. WGP. The albatross grabbed my wings and dragged me down. He growled at me to stay hidden, to wait until the two departed.

"But Stoooorm!" I whined in a nasily voice, which attracted the three mammals' attention.

Kiba and Storm slammed their hands over my mouth, nearly suffocating me. Kiba noticed that Storm's huge hand was on her's. She blushed and shyly removed it from my turning-blue muzzle. I could tell Storm was blushing, too, since he gave a gasp and inched away. Oh, he liked it. That big albatross probably was contemplating ways on asking her out.

However, Knuckles, always being the sore, shouted, "Alright, Rouge, come on out!"

"Knu-Knuckles," the squriell stammered, "I-I don't thi-think it was that ba-bat..."

My word. That kid had to be the shyest person. Ever. Everytime word was almost stuttered! He's worse than Storm or Kiba! The squriell was fidgeting uncomfortably, like he was afraid or something. He gave a small gasp as the armadillo told him that everything was fine, and that Knuckles was going crazy.

"Am not!" Knuckles barked, shoving the armadillo. "I could have sworn I heard something."

"M-me too..." the squriell added.

The armadillo smiled. "Alright, then we will go check it out."

"Good choice, Mighty," Knuckles threatened.

"MIGHTY!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and zoomed over to the armadillo.

Mighty was shocked. It was Mighty! He was alive! He hugged me so tightly that my back could've broke. I wrapped my arms around his shelled head. Shelled is a word right? Well, for Mighty that would describe him. I was in tears, crying my eyes out.

Storm and Kiba revealed themselves, looking quite annoyed. On Storm's face, he actually looked jealous. Kiba nudged him a little and whispered something in his ear. He whispered back. He kept glancing over at Knuckles.

"How was the dress, Red Mutt?" Storm teased, making Mighty's, the squirell's and Kiba's eyes go wide.

"What dress?" Kiba asked.

"Shut up, you over-sized turkey!" Knuckles snapped.

Storm cracked his knuckles. Anger was dwelling on his face. When I managed to remove myself from Mighty, I noticed that Kiba became enraged as well. Guess that "over-sized" comment hit home with her. Storm and Kiba looked at each other for a split second before advancing towards Knuckles. Knuckles put up a defense stance, but Mighty held out his arm.

Storm told Kiba to yeild. "A-and just who are you?"

"Mighty, in case Charmy's yell wasn't loud enough." Mighty patted my head. He looked around, as if expecting someone. "Oh, meet Ray."

Ray was the stuttering squriell. He shyly reached for my hand, shaking it. Ray smiled and greeted my pleasantly.

"Dude, you really gotta stop stutterin'," I pointed out, making him flinch.

His large tail wrapped around his abdominuim. "Um, y-yeah, sorry."

"Stop it!"

"What?"

"Stammering."

Storm tapped my shoulder. "Ya know, that kinda goes for me as well, kid."

Mighty stared at Storm and Kiba. He cocked his head at me. "Charmy, where are the Chaotix?"

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Next: Memories of Angel Island Part 2

Cliffie, hah. If you want to know more about that JetStorm thing, PM ME. Not in a review because I'll forget who sent it. No really, I will. Oh and I apologize because this chapter was kinda rushed at the end, which is why it just abruptly stopped at Mighty's question.

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