Yeah, sorry about the shorter chapter earlier. I'll try to make this one much longer, but I can guarantee that the next chapter will have at least 2,000 words or so.

Anyways, last chapter, Silver and Alot went into Pesill Forest in order to obtain the first Chaos Emerald that lies on its beach. Alot, noticing Pesill Forest is dangerous, warns Silver about the upcoming danger. However, neither are feeling anything right now due to unconsciousness, and

-door opens-

Erm, who are you?

Why I'm Phoenix Wright, of course. How could you not know who I am?

...because this is Fanfiction. Where everything is text. I can't see sh*t here.

Huh. Well, that's a shame. Anyways, whatcha doin' there? Writing a fanfiction?

Yyyeeep. Kinda wanna get back to it. Anyways, guys, here's chapter 8.

Ugh. It's dark. Really, really, really dark.

Seriously though, who would want to knock me and Alot out? I mean, so far, all Alot did was fight a couple of Puritans...and lost.

Wait, I think I see some light! I bet we're on the beach!Or just in the middle of the forest. Hanging. On a rope. Over some handmade harpoons. The handmade harpoons look lovely, by the way.

Since I didn't have anywhere to go, I decided to get a good grip of my surroundings. Nobody was actually here, just some torches lit and the lovely looking harpoons below our feet. Alot's still knocked out. He'll love the harpoons. I know I did. I looked around a bit more and I still didn't see anyone. I tried using my psychokinesis to get us out of here, but my hands were tied down and I was incredibly groggy to boot. Alert, but groggy.

"Ah, so yer awake are ya?"

I heard someone say. They had a southern accent from the sounds of it. (Since when did Mobius have southern accents? LOTS OF PLANETS HAVE A SOUTH!) I looked around a bit more to take a look at my assailant, but I couldn't see him. Logic stated that he could only be right behind me.
Sure enough, he was. He was a wolfish looking figure, standing on hind legs and wearing a jacket. He was pretty big, about the size of a human, maybe bigger. His fur was matted, and he wore some sort of bandana over his muzzle to prevent me from seeing his mouth. I think I read enough stories to know that under that bandana is either a scar or some deformity, like half his mouth is glued together or something.

"Right then, so let's get this here started then. Name's John. John Vesker. I'll be killin' y'all tonight."

"Uh, does hedgehog really taste that good? I don't think it's really worth killing for, in my opinion."

"What? Nah, man, I don't eat things like that. See, thing is, your boy and his man messed up my guys pretty damn well. So..." He pulled out a pocket knife, smoothly feeling the blade it has, like it's some sort of ecstasy to touch it. He continued, saying, "I'm gonna mess you up pretty well."

"Wait, you're a Puritan? You can talk?

"Heh, course I can talk, kid. Believe it or not, but us Puritans are actually pretty intelligent creatures. Plenty of us make our own packs and stuff, but the thing is, we're all one big pack. Call us a larger army if you will. In fact, I would say I rank something along the lines of a general. General John Vesker...I like the sound of that...think I'll be using that from now on."

"...gulp." Yeah, not a good day. Really, REALLY not a good day.

"But before I do turn you into what'll look like roadkill, I want to wake the one responsible for this." He went over to Alot, pointing a knife at his stomach. "Hey. Kid. Wakey wakey." Alot still looked sound asleep. Damn, the guy's a heavy sleeper. Wonder if he takes meds for it. "Come on kid, I know you're not dead. I can hear you breathing, along with your heartbeat. Heightened senses and all."

That's when I heard something. Something that sounded like an increasing noise. Something very, very, very fast...oh, right, I need to get rescued by the BOTH of them. This is embarassing.

"Silver!" I hear the voice say. The hedgehog that had shown up looked like-okay, why am I trying to put any buildup to this, you already know this is Sonic!

Because, again, it wasn't bad enough to just be rescued by Shadow.

Hmm. Seems pretty interesting. What do you plan to do so far?

That, Wright, my pal, I can't tell you. See, other people can read this story as well, and I don't want to spoil it for them.

Might as well try and catch up myself when I get a chance.

Yep. Anyways, guys, I will say the next two chapters will be full of action. Trust me, I have more plans than Silver getting his ass kicked around. With all that said, I'm the Silver Keyblade, and I'll see you next mission!