Another chapter is here. I really wanted to follow up the previous chapter with something exciting, and here it is. Enjoy and don't forget to give a review.

A blue blur raced along the streets in Station square.

To everyone who was out on the street, it was usual to see Sonic the Hedgehog on his afternoon run. Every now and then the lightning fast hedgehog would stop to say hi to a few people, then he was gone in the blink of an eye, back on the run again. For him, it was also usual.

After a couple hundred times around the centre of town in just a few minutes, Sonic decided to take his run to new heights. He made a sharp turn and darted up the side of a huge skyscraper, up and up, till he was on the roof.

He stood there for a long moment, enjoying the cool wind and the incredible scenery.

"Man, what a view," he said with a grin.

He turned and took off, this time running a bit more casually, leaping from roof top to roof top.

It didn't take him very long to realise that something had begun following him. There was a buzzing sound, far off but getting louder as it got closer. Sonic wasn't the least but suspicious though. He knew that the sound could only be coming from the little Tornado II, the airplane belonging to his little buddy, Miles "Tails" Prower.

He slowed up a bit even more so that the plane could catch up to him. In a few minutes, the plane was flying beside him as he leaped across the tall buildings.

"Hey Sonic!" The Orange fox said, waving.

Sonic gave a big smile. "Hey little buddy. How you doing?"

Tails oddly didn't smile back. Of course, he was glad to see Sonic, but there was a much bigger matter on his mind.

"I need to talk to you," he yelled from the cockpit. "Let's meet in the park."

"What's going on?" Sonic though. Looking at his friend, he could sense something was wrong.

"Will do buddy," he said. Though it was clear that he was now bothered as to the state of his pal.

The Tornado banked away from Sonic, and the hedgehog made a sharp turn in the other direction, toward the edge of the tallest building in the city. From his viewpoint on the Tornado, Tails caught a glimpse of what his friend was doing. And he knew what would happen next.

"Sometimes," he though, "he's way to much of a daredevil."

Sonic leaped off, arms spread out, soaring like a bird for several seconds, as he stared at the street far below. Then, with a grin, he angled himself into a dive, going straight down.

He went into a spin dash before he hit the street, and almost instantly changed direction and shot off down the street, blasting around city blocks and weaving through cars at impossible speeds. In less then three minutes he was in green grass of the park that rested at the centre of the city.

He stopped on an empty park bench and lay there, hands behind his head, staring around at the trees.

"Shouldn't be too much longer," he said to himself. After about a minute or so, the sound of the plane could be heard coming in, as if on cue.

In the sky, Tails banked the plane over a long strip of grass and gently brought it down for a soft landing, making sure not to harm the city's well laid out scenery.

He taxied the biplane over to a spot shaded by a large tree and shut down the engine. He hadn't even climbed out of the cockpit when Sonic was suddenly standing right next to the plane.

"What's up Tails?"

"Sonic," The little fox said with urgency in his voice as he climbed down from the cockpit. "Sonic, Something really bad has happened."

"Well it must be," Sonic said with a grin, "if you had to interrupt my daily run."

"Sonic, this is really serious. Have you seen the news?"

"No, why?"

"Something horrible happened at Never Lake yesterday. Two people were killed."

Sonic's grin disappeared. His expression suddenly became very concerned.

"A murder? Tails, are you sure?"

"Yes. It cam on earlier, and I had to let you know."

Sonic stood there, confused and in slight disbelief. Mobius was a peaceful planet, with the exception of Eggman's stupid exploits, but there was never any sign that anyone would ever have the mind or the motive to kill someone.

"I don't get it. Who would do something like that? Not even Eggman is that low."

"I don't know, Sonic. I didn't catch all of the report. Once I heard, I came out to look for you."

At that moment, another voice yelled out in their direction. "Sonic!"

Sonic and Tails turned to see Amy and Cream running toward them, trailing their bags og clothing behind them. As she ran up to Sonic, Amy tossed her bags aside and embraced him. "Oh Sonic, I'm so glad to see you."

Sonic stood there and smiled sheepishly. "Heh…hi Amy. Nice to uh, see you."

He glanced at Tails, almost as if he was gesturing for some help. Tails just shrugged.

"Oh Sonic, Amy continued, "Something bad happened. Me and cream were in the mall shopping for cloths for our picnic later, Well, I did more of the shopping, but anyway, we were in the mall, and we walked by this TV and they said that there was a murder at Never lake…"

"Whoa," he said as he pushed her away, "Just take a deep breath and calm down."

Amy realized what she was doing and got a hold of herself. "Oh, sorry. Guess I got carried away."

"You're telling me…"

"So you guys heard about the murder to?" Tails asked.

"It was the worst thing I ever saw," Cream said. "Their bodies…" The young rabbit shuddered. "Who would do that to those poor people?"

Sonic became even more concerned. "Cream, you saw it too?"

"They showed the bodies on TV," Amy said. "It was horrible. We were both scared out of our wits."

"I don't want a bad person to hurt me!" Cream suddenly blurted out.

Everyone turned and looked down at the young rabbit, who was on the verge of tears. And it wasn't that hard to believe. At her age, if you see something like that it'll scar you pretty well.

Sonic knelt down beside her and put a hand over her shoulder to comfort her.

"Now cream, there won't be any bad people coming to hurt you. This was just something that got out of control, and it won't happen again. You don't have to worry."

Cream stared up into Sonic's eyes, and the hedgehog could see just how scared and shaken she really was.

"R…really?" she asked.

Sonic glanced around at Tails and Amy, both with concerned looks on their faces as well. He turned back to cream and gave a smile. "Yes Cream, really."

The little rabbit wiped her eyes and smiled back. Sonic nodded, then turned to Tails.

"Tails, why don't you fly Cream back home. Let her mother look after her until we can figure out what's going on."

"Good idea, Sonic."

Tails walked over and helped Cream to her feat, and together they walked back to the Tornado.

"Sonic," Amy asked, "What are you going to do?"

Sonic shook his head. "I don't know. The best I can do is try to talk to the people at the morgue and Captain Hodder to see if there was a clue as to who did it."

"But the report was on only about an hour ago. They couldn't have acted so fast."

Sonic opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, there was in intense blare of sirens and horns racing down the street. They both turned around just as an ambulance followed by two police cars raced down the block outside the park.

"Well," Sonic said, "Either someone very important broke an arm, or that would be the victims of the incident."

They watched as the motorcade turned a corner and disappeared, the sounds of their sirens gradually becoming less intense as they moved away.

"Amy, I want you to go with Tails and Cream. I'll chase down that ambulance and see if I can find out anything."

"But…"

"Just go. I think the safest thing for you is to be around others you trust, just in case something happens."

"Oh Sonic…" She ran toward him and planted a small kiss on his cheek. "Be careful."

Sonic stood there for a minute, in a slight state of shock. His face turned a bright shade of red before he shook the spell of and realized where he was and what he was doing.

"Uh…yeah…I will. Thanks Amy."

He shook his head once more to clear it out.

"Now you'd better get going."

Amy smiled and nodded. She walked over to where she had thrown her bags and began to gather up the cloths.

Sonic turned to Tails, who had jumped into the cockpit and was getting ready to start the plane up.

"Get them home safe, okay little buddy?"

Tails turned and nodded. "Will do, Sonic."

Sonic nodded, then turned and looked in the direction the ambulance had gone.

Juice 'n Jam time."

With that, he darted off into the city, leaving a small cloud of dust where he was standing.

As he ran down the street, he looked up in the sky just in time to see the Tornado gaining altitude above him. He gave thumbs up as the plane banked off away from the tall buildings.

Up above, Tails looked down at his friend and returned the thumbs up. Behind him, Amy and Cream were watching as the blue streak darted through the city blocks into the distance.

For the moment, Sonic himself was only thinking one thing.

"Who could do something like that on Mobius. And why?"

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Deep within the bowels of a secret laboratory deep underground, Dr. Eggman sat in front of a computer console, scanning through special files. The banner on top of the huge screen read: G.U.N Criminal Database.

Eggman scrolled through various records of some of the worst criminals ever listed, on Mobius, and from other times in history. Beside each name, there was a photograph of the person whom the file described.

As the doctor scanned the files present through, his attitude become more and more frustrated.

"Damn, none of these people have any remote similarity to the man I found at Never Lake. It's almost like he doesn't exist!"

The Doctor glanced at several names as they passed.

"Thomas 'Leatherface' Hewitt…Definitely no.

He scrolled down to the end of the list. He couldn't believe how short it was.

"Damn it, all these guys are lightweights compared to the one I picked up. I can't find anyone with a decent enough match!"

He banged his fist on the console out of anger. "How hard is it to find a man with his physical attributes?"

He sighed.

"Maybe I'm trying to hard."

He glanced at he monitor at the list. He noticed that the people on the screen had no more than a 3 star rating. Not very dangerous by Mobius Standards.

"Then again, maybe I haven't looked hard enough."

He went back to the keyboard and opened up a search window. In the small box he typed in "Maximum danger rating."

Instantly, a new list popped up on the screen. It was much shorter than the last, and everyone on it had a total of five stars to their name.

"Let's who we try in here…"

The doctor looked at the picture next to the first name. It showed a man in a dark blue work suit, wearing a dirty white hockey mask.

"Jason Voorhees huh? Okay, let's se what you've got."

He clicked on the file, and a whole list of information on Jason Voorhees popped up. The first thing Eggman noticed though, was the basic information at the top.

" 'Born 1976, on Earth Prime. Exact location unknown'…my God, I've got quite a relic here."

As he scrolled down, the doctor took in everything he read. " 'Supposedly died at age 11…reported alive years later; responsible for the murder of several teens in the camp Crystal Lake area. Shack found in woods contained relics of his decapitated mother'… Hmm…almost like a shrine."

The doctor read more and more, and as he did, the information seemed to keep getting more intense. But it was what caught his eye next that nailed him.

" 'Reported responsible for over…200 murders…Good God, this man was twisted! 'Attempted to be killed by means of hanging, electrocution, drowning, and FBI sting operation…'"

Below that line, there was one sentence of bold writing: All attempts reported failed.

Eggman sat there for a minute and tried to take it all in.

"This was one hell of a sick man. If only there was some way to prove that this man and the person I found are one in the same.

It was than that the doctor noticed a link at the bottom of the file: G.U.N photo archive.

"Oh well. Let's see what this man really looked like…"

He clicked on the link, and several ancient pictures of Jason flashed across the screen. In one he wore a sack over his head, the other, a hockey mask with read triangles along the cheeks and forehead.

He scrolled down to the bottom of the list to the last two pictures. When he saw them, it took his mind a minute to register what he was seeing. Then, his eyes widened in shocked realization.

On the screen were two pictures of Jason, side by side. One was of him in his work suit and a torn straight jacket, a machete raised high in his hand. But the other picture showed a man, his chest, right arm and left leg covered in steel plating, his face replace by a chrome mask. He clutched the same machete, in almost the same position.

The doctor slowly put two and two together. "My…God…"

The caption below the second photo read: Last know shot of Jason Voorhees, sent through a distress message from the Space carrier Grendal to the Space Station Solaris, both having lost transmission to G.U.N HQ about month ago.

Eggman was in shock as he reread the passage.

"It's him! but how...?"

He stared at the two pictures. The position Jason stood, the way he held the machete, everything was almost exactly alike.

"Somehow…" he said slowly, "This monster lived to this time period…

He stopped as it finall hit him.

"And I…I have him."

His shocked expression slowly faded and was replaced by a sinister grin.

"I have him alive…here…on the planet!"

He began to chuckle, slowly building into a hideous laugh.

"I have this monster…Jason Voorhees!"

As he continued to laugh, he leaped out of his chair and walked toward a thick steel door on the far side of the room.

The other room was dark, but with a quick push of a button, Eggman saw just what he wanted to see.

In the centre of the room, there was a huge holding tank, filled with some sort of clear fluid. Inside this tank floated the monster, Jason. On either side of the tank, Metal arms moved over the reaming metal parts oh his body, restoring what was lost in his fll to the planet. His cold red eyes remained unmoving, locked on the grinning face of the doctor.

"You," Eggman said, "You are exactly what I've been looking for."

Jason's eyes narrowed. The doctor slowly approached the tank until he was no more than a foot from the glass, the grin never leaving his face.

"You, Jason," he said, "You are the weapon I need to finally put an end to Sonic the hedgehog once and for all!"