YW3: Well guys, I finally got a new chapter for you all... (Sees everyone asleep.)
YW3: Hey, get your butts up! This story is running again! Come on now!
(Everyone comes too and looks at YW3.)
YW3: Right. Very good. Now, I think you guys will like this chapter. I took extra time to get it right; well, not that much, but still. I think you people will enjoy this one.
(Sonic barges in.)
Sonic: Is that right, well, after I saw what you wrote,I don't like what it's leading to. People, I'm telling you...
(YW3 places a hand over Sonic's mouth. Sonic mumbles complaints.)
YW3: Yeah... never mind him. He like to think ahead of the story. Just read for yourselfs, and tell me what you think. Thanks guys. I promise I'll be updating more often.
(Walks out, dragging Sonic behind.)
Two cop cars sat parked outside Cream's house the next day.
In he room, Cream sat on her bed as a police medic bandaged her arm.
Standing by the door watching stood vanilla, Sonic, Tails, and Amy.
"What happened Vanilla?" asked Amy, concerned.
"I don't really know. One minute, I heard her screaming, the next, I come in to find her with those marks on her arm."
"This is getting serious," Tails said.
"Yeah," Sonic said with concern, "First the two at the lake, now Cream."
"We really need to get the guy who did this and put him away," Tails said.
Everyone turned their focus back toward the young rabbit.
Beside Cream, a police medic was finishing up wrapping her arm in bandage. And beside him, Chief Hodder was standing over the scene, eyeing the little rabbit with a mixture of sympathy and curiosity, as well as suspicion.
"I got nothing, Kane," came the voice of another man as he walked into the room.
He was tall, skinny, and in his mid fifties, with a thinning hair line. He was Detective Robert Englund. As he walked into the room he pulled of his white rubber gloves and placed them in a bag with other detection equipment. Black lights, equipment to dust for prints, etc…
"This whole house is clean," he said as he put his stuff away. "No sign of any prints other than the family's, no sign of forced entry, it's damn strange how this little girl could've been harmed by anyone unless the person was inside the house already."
"What are you implying?" Vanilla suddenly said with an anxious tone, staring with wide eyes at the detective.
"Not implying anything, Mrs. Rabbit." Englund said coolly. "I'm simply saying that it's damned odd how your daughter could have been injured like that when there's no sign that anyone broke in to the house or left even the slightest clue of carrying out the crime."
"Be that as it may," Chief Hodder jumped in, "I don't think we should jump to any conclusions. At least not yet. Not with a confirmed killer on the loose in the area."
He turned to Cream, as he did giving a motion to the medic to clear out.
"Now cream, I know you've been through a lot lately. I think we all have. But I need you to tell us once more what this bad man looked like."
Cream sat there, clearly still very shaken. She silently watched the medic pack his things and leave the room, then stared around the room from Chief Hodder to Detective Englund, to her mother. Here eyes lingered on Vanilla the longest.
"Cream?"
The little rabbit looked back at the police chief. He was kneeling beside the bed now, his expression a bit softer from what it was before. Cream glanced once more at her mother, who gave her a gentle nod. Cream took in a deep breath. She was still very shaky and it was clear this was hard for her.
"Well, h…he was tall, he had on weird brown hat…a red and green sw…sweater…"
She paused and took a long breath.
"And…he…had…claws. Long…sharp…claws."
She stopped. Tears started forming in her eyes. Vanilla, sensing a crying fit coming on, rushed to her daughter's side.
"It's okay sweetie," she said reassuringly. "Nothing's going to happen to you. You're safe now. These men just want to help you. They want to catch the man who hurt you."
"I…know that…mother," Cream managed in between sniffles, "I'm just…afraid."
With that, she broke down into her mother's arms. Vanilla hunger her daughter tightly and gently rocked her back and forth.
"Shh…. It's okay. It's okay."
She turned to Chief Hodder.
"I think you gentle men should go. This is all a bit to much for Cream right now."
Hodder was hesitant, but he slowly nodded. He turned to Englund and motioned for him to pack up and move out.
As he waited, he walked up to Vanilla.
"Mrs. Rabbit, while I can't tell you who did this to your daughter, I can promise you that we will still work to find out."
Vanilla nodded solemnly. "Thank you chief," she said quietly.
Hodder nodded. He turned towards the doorway and headed out. He walked past Sonic and the others slowly.
Sonic glanced from the chief to Cream and back. His face suddenly took on a determined look, and he turned and followed Hodder outside. Amy and Tails realized what their friend was thinking, and followed after him.
Outside, Detective Englund was getting into the passenger seat of the car, while the Medic was moving his equipment into the back of the second car. Chief Hodder walked into the dirt driveway from the front door, Sonic and company trailing close behind.
"Chief," Sonic addressed. Hodder slowly turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"I want to help you catch the guy who's doing this."
The chief looked at Sonic like he was insane. He didn't say anything for a minute. He didn't feel anything needed to be said.
"Do you have any idea of what you're saying?" he asked, coolly, without any other remark.
"Yes, I do."
Hodder sighed. "Sonic, I understand that you like being the hero, but I think you need to let the city police handle this one."
Sonic's eyes widened in surprise. Usually, the police were more than happy to allow him to help. Besides, it was usually him who did the job in the end anyway.
"How can you say that? It's not about liking to be a hero. I do what I do for the people of Mobius. I…"
"Look. We're dealing with a hell of a big threat here. This isn't one of Eggman's tricks. This is a murder-spree in progress. I don't want to risk you or any of your friends running into this guy and ending up like that poor rabbit, or worse."
Sonic opened his mouth to protest, but Hodder put a hand up.
"Don't say anything. It's for your own good that you stay out of this one."
"But you told me yesterday at the station…"
"Things came up, Sonic. I think that this change of plans is for everyone's best interest."
Sonic was a bit caught off guard. He wasn't sure how to take being ordered to not help people. The police usually welcomed his service.
"Are we in understanding, Sonic?"
Sonic slowly looked back at the chief. He figured that there was no use in arguing the matter farther, at least not yet.
"Yeah, sure. I understand totally.
"Good."
And without another word, Hodder turned and walked toward the police cruiser and got in.
In the car, detective Englund sat in the passenger seat as Hodder got in the driver's side.
"Do you think he'll listen/" Englund asked.
Hodder glanced through his rearview mirror at Sonic. "Knowing him, no. But if he does decide to jump in, he'll have to deal with G.U.N, not us."
"That's the part that confuses me the most here," Englund said. "That G.U.N would so quickly find an interest in what so far is turning out to be nothing more that a murder spree. We used to solve stuff like this a while back before Sonic came along. We could probably handle this on our own."
"And we basically are. And by we, I basically mean you and me, seeing as we're the only two people in the department G.U.N hasn't replaced with their own people."
"Yeah but still. There must be something about this whole thing that's pretty damn important for an organization as reserved as G.U.N to suddenly become so heavily involved."
"Well I don't know what to tell you. All I was told was that 'this had far great repercussions than we could imagine', and to tell Sonic to stay out."
"Still fucking weird."
"Yeah, but it's really out of our hands."
The two men went silent. With a final glance at Sonic, Hodder started up the cruiser's engines.
Sonic just stood on the stoop outside the house, not sure how to take what just happened. His friend slowly came up around him.
"What was that all about, Sonic?" tails asked.
"I don't know little bro," Sonic said, confused. "I mean, the police told me not to step in this one. My help was refused for the first time."
"How could they do that to you!" Amy interjected sternly. "Don't worry Sonniku, I'll go talk to that police chief and knock some sense into him!" In the blink of an eye, Amy was standing there with her Piko-Piko hammer, ready to mess up Hodder's cruiser. But Sonic put an hand up.
"Come on Amy, violence won't get us anywhere."
As the blue hero stood there, he slowly turned around and glanced back into Cream's house, where he saw Vanilla walk hand in hand with Cream into the living room. He sated at the look on Cream's face as her mother sat her down in the lounge chair. She looked to be in total shock as oppose to her usually cheerful composure.
The more Sonic stared, the more saddened he became. This was one of his friend sitting there in pain, pain that Sonic was starting to fell as well.
Suddenly, the hedgehog's face hardened.
"Sonic?" Amy asked, a little intimidated at the sudden look on her hero's face.
Sonic didn't reply. He quickly turned around and glanced at the police cruiser, which was now pulling out of the drive way and onto the main road, followed by the medic car. Then they both sped away.
Sonic clenched his fists.
"You know what," he said in a frighteningly cold voice that spook his friends, "Forget them. I'll get on this case weather they like it or not."
"Sonic, are you okay?" Tails asked.
The hedgehog turned to his buddy, and a smirk crossed his face.
"Just fine, little bro."
He looked out at where the police cars went.
"It's just that when someone hurts one of my friends, they hurt me just as much. And I don't care if the president of the planet himself told me not to; I'd stop at nothing to find the guys responsible and put them away for good; for ever."
Tails and Amy stared oddly at Sonic, who turned to them and smiled again.
"And trust me," he said, 'I'm determined to do whatever I can to solve this mystery."
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Deep within the forests of Mobius, the peace and tranquility usually shared by the wiild life was disrupted by the roar of jet powered engines as the egg mobile roared through the think underbrush. Below the vehicle hung what appeared to be a cage of sorts. It was to dark to see what the cargo was, but big enough to see that this was no small load.
The craft came to a large clearing and came to a stop, hovering above the ground with the cage dangling below it. In the cockpit, Eggman looked down at his cargo with a sinister grin.
"Well my boy," he said, in a frightfully cheerful tone, "here's your stop."
He pressed a button and the cage was released, hitting the forest floor with a crash and bursting open. And out of the mess, slowly, walked Jason Voorhees, regenerated into his classic appearance. He wore the blue work shirt and pants, a burlap supply belt around his waist containing various throwing knives and other objects, and a large machete in a sheathe strapped to his side, and on his hands black leather work gloves. But of course, on his face was the crowing feature; an old hockey mask, (A/N: Think part 6/Jason X) a red triangle square on the forehead.
And Eggman or course had added his own features to further improve the beast. Jason's right arm remained metal, as well left leg, and where Jason's bad eye once was, there was a mechanical eye, linked to egg man's computers, so he could see what Jason was seeing, and give Jason commands if he desired.
Eggman laughed evilly. "Mobius, say hello to Jason Voorhees, new and improved; ten times as deadly."
Jason slowly turned around and stared up at the man who to him was still a total stranger; and one who Jason wanted to eliminate.
"What is it Jason?" Eggman sneered, "Not sure of what to make of all this? Okay, let me help you."
He pressed another button on the control panel and immediately an beam of light shone down straight onto the ground, and spread and morphed into a hologram of Sonic.
"This," Eggman said, "Is your new enemy. Sonic the Hedgehog. This is why I have taken you in. I want you to make sure this creature ceases to exist!"
Jason stared down at the image, and tilted his head in confusion. "What kind of animal is this? I've never seen this before."
Eggman noted Jason's confusion and grinned. "Okay Jason, let me put it so you can understand. He is a bad person. And he needs to be punished. Him and his friends."
Immediately, more images joined Sonic. Amy, Tails, Cream and Cheese, to name a few. All of them were grouped together in front of Jason.
"Jason, these people need to be taken care of. Kill them, Jason. Every last one." Kill them!"
Jason's head suddenly shot up, his eyes wide. He seemed to be staring off into space. In his head, eggman's words began to echo in his brain; "Kill them!", "Kill Them!" Slowly, the voice changed and morphed, until it was not eggman's voice he heard, but that of his mother's.
"Kill them Jason," the unpleasantly kind sounding voice said. "Do it for Mommy!" "Kill them all!"
Jason suddenly snapped back to reality. He glared at the holograms before him, and suddenly, in a show of intense rage, drew his machete and swung a level shot through all there necks. The images simply fluttered, then faded out.
"Eggman, seeming to enjoy the show, laughed evilly. "Yes, yes indeed Jason, that's what I want to see."
He lowered his ship so from where he sat he was eye to eye with Jason.
"Hear me Jason, if you do this, I will reward you. I can make it so that you can be with your other for the rest of…whatever your lifespan happens to be."
Jason slowly turned to Eggman. He had clearly understood what was said. His eyes narrowed and stares a hole right into the doctor, and Eggman returned the look, trying to show that he was un-intimidated. In reality, he was scared out of his wits, being this close to such a monster.
The two seemed to stare at each other for a long moment. Then, Jason, with a very slight nod of his head, turned and walked off into the woods, leaving Eggman in his ship in the clearing. As soon as Jason was out of sight, he relaxed and let out a huge sigh.
"Whew! That was nerve wracking. I intend never to get that close to him ever again."
He turned and looked in the direction Jason went, and slowly, a grin crossed his face.
'Look out Sonic, this might be one foe you will find very hard to get by."
He began to chuckle, and turned his craft around and lifted off into the sky, the chuckle growing into intense laughter.