This is a short chapter. Since there are people requesting me to continue this, I have to comply. I was busy with my personal projects, such as my comics, my fanarts, and even a new Pokemon-related comic. By the way, I have heard of the Sonic Forces news, and the fact that they announced the Chaotix first and foremost along with the main characters surprises me a lot.
"So, you're not afraid that anyone would suspect you of being the fearsome gang leader that terrorizes their town all along?"
Vector and Espio are currently walking down the empty road. The two have been talking for a while; they have been walking out of their seat, then walked out the alleyway. Lucky for them, there was no one around who could have heard their conversation.
"Nah", Vector's nonchalantly reassured, "besides, if they do find out, they'll be no match for me."
"Fair enough", he commented, a bit uncertain. "With how you live under a sewer, it's a wonder people didn't put two and two together thanks to the stench. How do you live with yourself?"
"Oh, I've been living with myself a long time ago." He started to explain. "Ever since I was abandoned by my parents, I was put in a foster home. People were afraid of me, due to the reputation of my species. I also made a few friends, one of them used to be the only one who understand me, but then he betrayed me and I was left in the dust. I've started to commit crime and terrorize everyone since then, until they arrested me. Even in jail, they are afraid of me. Luckily for me, my two faithful friends, Knuckles and Mighty helped me escape and we ran away together. We somehow found this city and started to terrorize it in secret."
"Is there anything more to it?" Espio asked, a bit curious. "It felt a little incomplete to me. It's like you left out some details of your life or something."
"Oh, you don't even know the half of it." Vector told back.
"What's the other half, then?"
"That's fer another day. Why don't you tell your own story and why you ended up here?"
"Very well. I was an only child from a ninja clan. I started to move away from my family so I could start a new life in the west and learn more about their lifestyle. However, ever since I moved there, everyone was flaking around me, due to my ninja heritage. I even gained some fangirls in the process. They thought I was handsome due to my calm and collected attitude, even though I never saw myself as such, which surprises me a lot."
Vector stared at him, thinking.
They were right, you know, you are certainly handsome to me. Not to mention, you smell good, unlike anything I've smelled before.
Meanwhile, Espio kept his story going.
"I rejected all of my fangirls, one by one, and they were clearly disappointed or mad at me for that. One day, someone called me on the phone, asking me to go to the mayor's home. When I naively believe it, I saw his dead body lingering on the floor. I was so taken aback that I wasn't sure what to do. When everyone saw this, they thought I was the culprit and tried to arrest me and sentence me to death. I gathered the clues I could find and run away. The taxi driver told me about that city, so I decided to stay here for a while. As long as no one from that town can find me, I'm fine. I'm currently trying to resolve the mystery of the one who framed me. And I believe that I only barely scratched the surface. That means extra days of living in this impoverished city, working so I can pay my rent."
"Maybe," Vector snapped out of his thought and tried to help him a little, "that guy who framed you was a salty fangirl of yours who snapped and made her revenge."
This suggestion suddenly dawned on Espio. Of course, they could be among his suspects.
"For a brutish croc, you sure can come up with good ideas."
Espio ran away from Vector. He started to yell at him.
"Wait! Where are yeh going?"
"Home, so I can write down something. Thanks for sharing some information with me."
After Espio disappeared from the crocodile's eye vision, he sighed in disappointment.
"Man, I should have shared my music with him sooner."