Kingdom Hearts is WIN. I just got the graphic novel of it today.

Disclaimer: See chapter two, please

Porker (C) Creators of Sonic the Comic

Some Naruto-related Jutsus, Kakuzu and Kakashi (C) Masashi Kishimoto

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Ch. 5: Stabbed

"Begin!" Aikara shouted, jumping to a safe distance so she couldn't get shot or sliced.

Being the fastest gunman alive, Nack pulled out his pistol faster than the blink of an eye. He shot the black warrior so swiftly that no one had time to react. Aikara moved closer, assured that the battle was already over. However, the black warrior suddenly vanished into a smoky cloud. Nack flinched, feeling a cold hand on his shoulder. He backfisted the warrior, but missed.

The black warrior threw a shuriken at him that Nack dodged by jumping. Exactly what the black warrior predicted. The warrior slammed the back of his katana on Nack's cranium, slamming him into the ground. Nack coughed, standing up. Firing a few more shots at the black warrior, one directly hit his shoulder. The black warrior landed on his knees, yanking the bullet out.

"Hate to admit this, but you're good, like a ninja," Nack complimented, a rarity of his own.

"Thank you, and your shot has improved," the black warrior replied like it was some casual converstation.

"Wait, what do you mean by my shot improved? Who the hell are you?"

The black warrior didn't reply, but performed an assortment of hand signs that I could barely follow. "Ninja Art: Shadow Clone Jutsu!" Two more figures of himself appeared, wielding two kunai.

The figures approached Nack with caution. I know a little about the shadow clones from Espio and Tomo. One hit, and they were done for. I hoped Nack knew that. Nack fired a shot at one, and it vanished. Nack smirked, firing at the other one as it vanished. Facing the leader, he realized the black warrior dissapeared as well.

"Ninja Art: Camo-Blend Jutsu!" the black warrior shouted, blending into the surrondings.

Nack closed his eyes. His ears picked up his footsteps, but lost them. He looked around, worry vivid in his crimson eyes. He breathed heavily, wondering whether he was going to attack from the right or left.

Suddenly, a hand sprouted from the ground and snatched onto Nack's ankle. Nack shrieked as he was pulled into the arena floor. Aikara walked forward as the black warrior popped up from the ground.

"What did you do?" the monkey asked, staring at Nack's head that looked away in utter humilation.

"The Art of Earth," the warrior explained.

I grinded my teeth. That was totally unfair! Nack has no experience in ninjutsu, but excellent gunmanship. It just doesn't equal up. What relinquished in my mind was that the black warrior apparently met us before. When he complimented Nack. Man, just who is this guy?

Tomo rushed to the side of the arena. "That's no fair! You can't tell if he's out of bounds!"

"Yes it is." The black warrior snickered at her simplicity. "All is fair in war. I believe a Hidden Leaf Village traitor would know that very, very well."

"H-how did you know about my-?"

"I know alot."

When Tomo was ten, she and Espio were offered to be trained by the Sharingan master, Kakashi Hatake. The mission was to get the one bell. The one who captured it would be trained. Tomo won, but Espio was chosen because he tried to help her while Tomo remained a stubborn bull. Tomo swore a vendetta and betrayed the village to join a super powerful man named Kakuzu. She was later thrown in jail where she met Nack.

Tikal rushed out. A look of anger was plastered on her face which was also rare. "It is completely unfair to do that to a person who can't use old magic, says the producer. Nack can still fight. Please, pull him out."

The black warrior's shoulders slumped. "The producer-san can die for all I care! I won!"

Aikara and Tomo pulled Nack to his feet. A crater was left in place. "You okay, Nack?" Tomo asked, looking frightful.

Nack nodded, and he glared at the black warrior. Now, he was all business. There was no more carefree feeling surronding him, but a cold eerie one replacing it. The weasel placed his regular pistol in his holster and took out a grenade. He ordered all the non-fighters out of the arena or get blasted off. All the women applied. Tomo stared at him, confused.

The black warrior unsheathed his katana. He rushed at Nack while Nack chucked his lit grenade at the warrior. With ease, the black warrior sliced the grenade opened, immediately defusing the explosion. Well, that's what he thought. On contact, the grenade exploded. Nack smirked, bouncing on his coiled tail just in case he escaped. But there was no chance of that, right?

Wrong.

Appearing from behind, the black warrior kicked Nack in the back of his head. Apparantly, he created a doppelganger in the nick of time before striking. Man, this guy is quick! He's like someone I knew, but who? Who could this person be that claimed to know me? I'm pretty sure he's not Shadow since he works for G.U.N and has no time for games anymore. And it can't be Madam Vanilla, that's a plain duh.

The black warrior snatched Nack's ear seconds before falling the weasel could collide with the cobblestone. "Pathetic. To think that someone who is a wonderful thief can't even harm me."

Growling, Nack attempted to kick the black warrior, but missed. "Shut up, freak!"

"Freak?" he repeated, the calm edge in his voice suddenly vanished.

The black warrior struck Nack hard in the face, and he flew backwards. Nack struggled to stand up, but a kunai was embedded into his shoulder. He cried out, gripping the knife. The black warrior's sunshine eyes danced around with madness.

"Freak? You dare call me a freak, hybrid!" he shouted, punching Nack in the face.

Nack froze, lying on the unforgiving ground. "What-what did you say?"

Under his mask, I bet the black warrior was grinning. "Hybrid. Your mother was a wolf, your father a weasel. Against all the laws of logic, you were...created." He bent down next to Nack, whispering something into his ear.

Nack snapped. He let out a cry of utter agony and lashed his the metal on the back of his glove at the black warrior, slicing his mask. It revealed a slimmer of a tan muzzle. "Shut the hell up! You've no idea what I've been through! Drunken father, weak mother, and a sister that wants you dead! You wouldn't understand how I felt with the weight of world on your shoulders, laughing!"

For an moment, everyone was quiet. I never saw Nack like this. So feeble, so weak. He was close to tears. Hybrid or not, Nack was still one of my closest friends. The black warrior had no right to backlash him.

The black warrior looked at the ground before bursting into laughter. "You're not only describing yourself, you are describing me."

"You?"

"'A sister that wants you dead.' Mine wants me dead over a little...incident I caused." The black warrior gazed up at me. "And you were just there to piss me off!"

I flew down with the Babylon Rogues at my side, including Stream. I glared at the black warrior as I stood next to Jet. Jet warned me to not do anything that would get us kicked out of the tournament. The others started to follow. Goby was whispering something to Amy, who nodded in response. Rector glared at Goby, warning him to not do anything stupid. Sonic snickered, happy it wasn't him for a change. Howl's eyes remained on the black warrior. He still wanted revenge for his wounded arm.

The black warrior stared at us before shrugging us off. However, he than noticed Durza, Bean, and Bark walk in. Bean had a cast on his wrist while Bark had bandages around his head. Stream quickly apologized for knocking him out, but he just snorted at her. Storm didn't take to kindly of that, but before he could do anything, Kiba calmed him down.

"My, my. The motely crew comes down from high," the black warrior murmured, aiming his sword at Knuckles for some strange reason. "I bear a grudge against you two, Guardian."

"How'd you know I was Guardian!" Knuckles demanded.

He pointed to the white crescent moon-shaped birth mark on his chest.

"...Oh." Knuckles blushed, earning him a few giggles from certain people. I think you can figure out who.

"Not that bright, are you?" Whip said, earning him a glare from Rouge.

"You really are stupid," Scratch added, but was instead smacked by Rouge. Whip silently thanked God that he wasn't hit.

At the same time, Nack shot the black warrior in the shoulder. "Revenge's such a pain in the ass, right?" He walked over to him, placing the gun on his head as the black warrior fell to the ground. Chucking, he added, "Not so tough, now, eh?" Before he had a chance to blow his brains out, the unthinkable happened.

The black warrior's sword levitated and stab straight through Nack's stomach. Nack stared dumbfounded at the sword as it remained motionless inside of him. Suddenly, it was pulled out and blood spilled. Gurgling, Nack held onto his stomach and fell to the ground. He was dying, and we all knew it.

Ignoring Jet's order to not do anything stupid, I flew out to the weasel-wolf and grabbed his hand. "Nack! Nack! Get up! Get up, please!"

He cringed at my voice, spitting up blood onto my gloves.

Finally feeling the nerve to move, Aikara shouted for immediate medical attention. A squad of medical crew rushed over and placed Nack on a stretcher. They were shouting things at each other. No one else moved. Not even Sonic or I. I just stayed there, staring at the warm trail of blood on the ground and on my hands. Bark and Bean rushed after Nack, but Bark came back for Tomo. Tomo was frozen, so Bark grabbed her by her wrist and literally dragged her across the arena to follow suit.

Range fluttered down next to me. "You...you should get that washed up."

I nodded, flying away from her. Cream tried to talk to me, but I refused to answer and rushed into the bathroom. The clean walls were against my sullied hands. What can of monster could stab someone like...

No. No, no, no, no. Not him. He can't be back, he couldn't be. I killed him! I killed him! Rodrigo the Crow! He stabbed Tomo just like that, but he couldn't use ninjutsu. But he could use the ancient Babylonian magic. I thought we could rid of all the Arks of the Cosmos. Did we? No, Jet kept one for safe keeping so it didn't fall into violent hands.

I slapped the sink on, letting to water draw away my sorrows. Someone came in: Howl. Howl stared at me. Behind him was Sonic and Rector. Jet and Storm followed in. He bent down to me, wiping away my tears.

"You aren't okay, so won't ask." The wolf placed a palm on my shoulder. I stared at his bandaged arm. "Do you know that man?"

I didn't reply.

"Charmy, what's wrong?" Sonic asked.

"What's wrong? Nack was just stabbed! Shit, he could be dead!" I shouted back at Sonic, who recoiled at my language. I usually never swear in public. I'm not even ashamed. I was too focused on my buddy.

The hedgehog's ears flattened. "Charmy, I lost a friend like that too. Before I met Tails, I was best friends with a person named Porker. He was a cowardly pig, but I managed to get him to enjoy life. But someone came one day, and killed him like that. Just like Nack."

"You're not helping," I retorted. I noticed that Sonic looked hurt. "...Sorry, Sonic, I just-"

"Take it easy!" Sonic said, patting my head. "Everything will turn out okay." He left, pushing past Jet, but gave him a disapproving glance.

Jet looked back at him, muttering, "I hate that hedgehog."

"'Ey, me too!" Grounder shouted.

"Get outta here!" Storm snapped, causing Grounder to run away. The albatross sighed and took me onto his arm. I sat on his shoulder, like always when I was angry or lonely or even sad. "Charmy, it's like what Sonic said. Fang-"

"I thought it was Nack," Rector interpoded, making everyone just glare at him. "What?"

"Nack will be fine," Storm continued. "That guy's will is the strongest of everyone's here. I'm sure Nack will survive."

I smiled, giving Storm a hug around the head. Feeling Storm's hand against my back made me calmer, but that image of blood is forever sullied onto my memory banks. Give the clerk in my brain a tip, and he'll replay Nack getting stabbed in slow motion.

Rector gestured to the door. "Everyone's waiting, and I think some guest wants to throw-" Before Rector could finish, Tails rushed in and began to puke in the stalls. "up. Tails, nasty!"

The fox remained in there for the next twenty minutes as we made fun of him. Tails just ignored us and went of with his team and Team Rose. With Cream. I was still having my crush on Cream, but she seemed so attached to Tails. I don't like to ruin couples, but maybe this once. Just once, she could notice me? Be with me for a change instead of that little Eggman?

Wave was calling for us outside. "The doctors and Raine said we could visit Nack. The wound isn't that serious, but Team Dynamite is kicked out of the tournament."

"That ninja fiend," Jet muttered, clenching his fists. "He knew he would win the entire time."

Wave wrapped her arms around Jet, hugging him. "I feel sick..."

"...I'll stay with you, Wave. You four can go on up." Jet stroked her head as the rest of us left. But for good measures, I asked Jet when the baby was due and was slapped on the head by Wave's wrench.

I flew on ahead as the others stayed behind to chat. Stream and Kiba joined us, along with Team Robotnik and Whip's team. They still hadn't decided on a name. Coconuts was plying for information about Dr. Eggman, but Dawg just stared at them and walked away with Goby. Whip chuckled before saying that Eggman was gone. Coconuts didn't believe him, but left in a huff. Scratch and Grounder soon followed. They began to agrue about who the leader was, and they all started to fight.

Stream looked at her feet. "I-I can't-can't believe he would do that..."

Storm stared at his sister. "St-Stream, who is that guy?"

Before Stream had a chance to reply, Bean burst out of Nack's room, shouting, "Chief's alive! Chief's alive!" Bean's nickname for Nack was Chief since he was the leader of Team Dynamite. However, Bean stopped on instinct when he saw Stream. He backed away from her and entered Nack's chamber. A few seconds later, he came out, allowing us to enter.

Tomo was at Nack's side. He wasn't awake. He was hooked up to all sorts of machines. Raine was hovering next to him, holding a clipboard. Bark was complaining about how slow the service was. Raine glared him before noticing us. She greeted us, but Tomo kept her eyes on Nack's lifeline. It seemed normal. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beeeep. Beep.

"What was that long beeeep?" I added, mimicking the beeping noise.

"Oh, no!" Raine cried, flying over to the machine. The beeping increased. Nack's chest heaved up and down. Raine fumbled with a fluid, deeping it into a container that lead to a machine that controled Nack's heart monitor. A few seconds laters, Nack's breathing returned to normal.

Tomo and Bark let out sighs of relief. They thanked Raine for her expert help since the other doctors refused to help a bounty hunter. Bark soon left to find Bean. Rector and Howl checked a few monitors on Nack's health. Stream flinched at Tomo's glare, like Tomo was blaming her for Nack's injuries. Stream looked down at her feet, guilt plastered all over her body.

Tomo sighed, looking away. "Um, Range?"

"My name is Raine, Tomo," Raine corrected, not sounding annoyed at all.

"Sorry, but will Nack-"

"He'll be okay!" Raine waved her hands excitedly. It was like she was happy to be working. "We are just lucky this place came with the proper equipment."

She giggled. Tomo giggling? Oh my, weird. I glanced over to Raine. She was beaming. The light above her made her look like an angel from Heaven. I blushed, glancing down. However, the male members of Team Virtex and Storm caught my blush. They grinned, nudging at me. I growled at them, biting at Storm's finger. He pulled away just in time.

"Try me, I dare you!" I yelled, flailing my fist everywhere, but than I hit Kiba. The panda growled at me, smacking me upside the head. I winced in pain, but Raine grabbed my arm and stabbed me with a needle. Some vile of green liquid awashed inside of me. I stared at her in utter shock.

"It's a potion used to make pain go away," the butterfly explained like a mother.

I smiled. "Thanks, Raine."

Nack groaned, opening his eyes. "Wh-where?...Tomo? Charmy? Team Virtex? Storm? Kiba?" He stared over at Stream. "Storm's sister?"

"Stream," Stream muttered, sighing. Her shoulders slumped in annoyance.

"Whatever!"

"Hi, gay version of Indiana Jones!" Durza greeted, but than Bean jumped onto him and they started to fight in the hallway.

"...Why can't I sleep with all this racket!" Nack snapped, holding his chest. He stared at his stomach. "...Stiches?!"

Raine smiled, twirling in the air. "Did them myself." The butterfly flew over to Nack, bringing out his cowboy hat. She placed it on his head, and continued to beam at his awe of the stitches.

"You okay, Nack?" Tomo asked, inching closer to him.

He nodded, but asked if he lost. The answer was clear. No one replied. Nack stared at the bandages on his stomach. Realization that he lost smashed him hard, like a kick to a guy's nuts.

"Nack, you did excellent work," Howl said, crossing his arms. He exposed his wound, carefully taking off his bandages. "That fiend slashed my shoulder. You last much longer than I did."

The hybrid smirked, his fang gleaming. Nack looked at his belt at that reside on the table next to him. I placed a hand on his belt, looking forlorn. Or like Shadow when he was going all emo.

"Nack..."

"Huh?"

"I'll get him for you. Don't worry."

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