Jake walked through the door of his house, throwing his bag to the floor, Melody following close behind.
"Mom! I'm home!"
"We got here first!"
"I know!"
"You're slow!"
"Shut up!" His brothers were always home first, considering their gift. Jake and Melody both headed for the living room, home of the couch, and the TV, perfect for two teenage mobians trying to forget about life in general. Jake searched around a bit for the remote, flicked on the television, and cycled through the various channels, weather, commercials, one of his dad's old TV shows, football game, which he did want to watch, but a glance from melody made him change the channel to the news.
"In other news, world-class thief shade the hedgehog was captured late last night, after trying to steal a chaos emerald from the GUN base in central city, after months of elusive hiding."
"You see!" Melody said pointing to the television. "That guy definitely has a worse life than you."
"Yeah, but he's a dirty thief!" Jake responded. "He deserves it for stealing so many things."
"Hey! Remember that he's only a kid, just like us." Melody said.
"Yeah, a kid with wings, jet shoes, and a criminal record longer than the world dictionary."
"You act like it's not normal for a mobian to have wings."
"It's not normal for a hedgehog!"
"So what, he's a hybrid! Tons of them go to our school; he's probably half hawk or something."
"No those are definitely bat wings, just look at how they're all leathery." A mug shot of the young thief appeared on the screen, his devilish wings clearly visible expanded behind him. Jake mentally noted how the convict was still smirking in the picture, like he knew they couldn't hold him for long. The TV reporter continued the news.
"In other news, Amadeus Robotnik released his revolutionary new hover module today, which is sixty percent more efficient then its processor. It seems once again, this brilliant inventor has redeemed the actions of his father, and proven to be a civilized, if not valuable, member of society. In a statement to the press, the inventor stated, quote, "My dream is to un-do the wrong my father has done, and help mobious toward a brighter and better future." un-quote. The new module will not be used until next year, but they are already being put in the planning of new methods of transportation and service."
The GUN agents opened the hard, iron door to the maximum security prison cell and threw the black and purple hedgehog in. He got up, dusted himself off and looked back at the guards.
"Good luck breaking out of this one boy" one of the guards said. "We've got HUDs here 24/7 watching you, you try anything funny, and they shoot. So don't even think about it."
They left, turned a few robots on, and locked the door…again…and again…and again, until about fifteen devices behind the door had beeped and clicked shut. Obviously, this cell had been made for the best of the best. Shade almost felt that the fact that all this security was necessary was almost like a compliment on his thieving skills. He reached for one of the gold rings on his arms, made to look like his father's inhibitor rings, but these were actually a devious disguise for a communicator. He pressed a few glowing spots and part of it flipped open.
"This is Shade. They've left. No visible bugs." He whispered into his wrist.
"That's not re-assuring honey, check the whole cell." A female voice buzzed out of the ring along with some static here and there. Shade sighed and pressed another button. Another part of his "ring" flipped open and revealed a small IR camera, which proceeded to scan the room. After a few seconds, it flipped closed and beeped.
"There, I checked the whole cell, happy?" he said to his ring.
"I only do this for your safety." The voice replied.
"Whatever," Shade replied rolling his eyes. "What do I do now?"
"Hmm..." The voice thought for a while. "Stay there for a while, don't try to break out or cause trouble, make them think you've given up on escaping." This plan didn't exactly thrill Shade. But he decided to follow it anyway.
"Okay, bye mom."
"Tell your father I said hi."
"You know he won't care."
"I know he'll act like he doesn't care." Shade shut his communicator and its beeping and glowing lights faded away, as if it was nothing more than a simple ring.