Alright, so I kicked the attorney outta here. That's a bonus, maybe I can get some peace and silence for this chapter.

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The gods smile upon me today. Anyways, last chapter, Alot and Silver got captured by the Puritan general known as John Vesker. For those who are asking, yes, inspiration of the name came from Resident Evil's Wesker. Sue me. However, right before Silver and Alot were about to get the knife to the faces, everyone's favorite blue hedgehog, Sonic, comes in to rescue them!

Oh, another small update. I heard about a new Sonic game that'll be giving us a new hedgehog: Static. GET IT?! EH?! EEEEEHHHH?! Anyways, if this is true, and I like him, then I'll be implementing him in this story somewhere, assuming I don't finish it already. Which I might. You never know. I'm a mystery like that.

Anyways, achtung baby! Let's rock!

"Silver! And...uh, other dude!" Sonic said. Great, we're finally saved! And fortunately, it's by someone who I know will take this situation seriously-
"I'd ask if you guys would want to grab a bite to eat, but you seemed pretty TIED UP at the moment."

...really? Right now? Really?

"SONIC! GET US OUT OF HERE!" I screamed. See, me and being tied to a post, it's not a thing that I'm all over about. Maybe for someone else, but...not me.

"Right, on it!" Sonic prepared his ever useful spin dash, throwing a hit at John. He cut the middle of the rope, freeing me and Alot. Alot, still sound asleep, went falling to the ground, body lying face down-

OOORRRR he could just be landing right on his feet springing straight into action by leaping out at John with his kunai. Um...okay then. I won't complain.

"Heh. Not much for sleeping, ninja dude?" Sonic said, watching the show. John and Alot were fighting it out rigorously. Alot's blade would constantly clash against John's knife, sparks flying each time they hit. Alot, using his speed and size, ran behind John and swept John's legs, knocking him down. Sonic then immediately took action, spin dashing in place right on top of John. Me? I picked up some rocks with my psychokinesis and used them as ammo against John...what? Alot was fighting hard! I didn't want to get killed in the process!

John was knocked down for a second. Alot ran by me and Sonic to also get his bearings. I decided to ask him, "How exactly did you wake up so fast?"

"I never fell asleep to begin with. I've taken plenty of blows to the back of the head, so getting knocked out isn't exactly something that's easy for me anymore." Alot said. "After they knocked you out, John was carrying us to this place. I acted limp as to wait for the right opportunity to strike. Trying to fight him now and protect an unconscious you would've been impossible. When we were walking, I threw seeds outside his line of sight behind him as breadcrumbs, so that whoever could find them would hopefully help us. Guess it's your lucky friend."

Sonic, with a smirk, said, "Hey, what can I say? They smelled nice."

"Wait a minute. Smelled?" I asked.

"The seeds were coated with chili powder. I add them for the taste. Since it was too dark to be able to see the seeds, I figured that somebody would have to end up smelling them in order to follow them." Alot explained. I get it. And since Sonic is a big fan of chili dogs, it would only make sense for him to follow us.

John got up, looking straight at Alot. "Heh. Clever little bastard. That wasn't a bad move. I'm guessing Takama trained you then? It would only make sense." Wait, John knows Alot's mentor?!

Alot didn't really say anything about it. In fact, he seemed pretty poker face about the whole thing. If he didn't know that John and Takama knew each other in some way, he wasn't letting on.

"Tell you what. There's a beach down that way, only a couple yards. What say we take the fight there, where we'll be able to actually see and all that? I prefer a fair fight, after all." John said. Oh don't try to make yourself honorable now. You just tied us to a post and tried to kill us while we couldn't move!

Sonic, being oh so lovably cocky, said, "Heh. I can see just fine right here. How about we just have dinner in candlelight, wolf dude?"

Alot looked at Sonic, saying, "No. We should fight at the beach. The better eyesight will help us, and there will be less obstructions in the way."

I looked at Alot, asking, "And how do we know that we can trust him?"

"I did my research on Puritans a while ago. If there's one thing a Puritan hates doing, more than anything else, it's lying. It's their cardinal sin, and doing so can permit either banishment or the death penalty." Alot explained. "Also, there's three of us and one of him. And I don't know about you two, but I'm not one to fight that fair should someone else do the same first."

Hmm. So Puritans don't lie, huh? I might as well go with what Alot's saying. Besides, the beach will help us, and we DO outnumber him. "Alright then, take us to the beach!" I said.

John, giving a chuckle, said, "Alright then. Follow me. And stay close. I'm not going to rescue anyone that's lost." With that, John put his knife away and grabbed a candle. We then began heading towards the beach. I thought about the fight with John and Alot. The way John fought wasn't exactly slow for someone his size. He doesn't fight with the speed of Sonic, but he's not exactly a tank either. After all, he was able to handle Alot's speed with his kunai pretty well. Sonic's and Alot's speed should keep him on the ropes, but for how long? I doubt John could get tired easily. I need to think of a way to slow him down.

But before I could do that, the beach was already in sight. We stepped out onto the sand, looking towards the ocean. I'm not gonna lie, it was actually a pretty beautiful beach. The ocean rolled smoothly, and the sand was perfectly flat, with the sun shining on it at JUST the right angle. I tell ya, when I head back to the future, I'm heading here one day.

"Alright. We'll stand in front of each other. After that, it's 15 paces backwards. We'll throw our weapons in the middle of the ground. Once they hit, we rush for them, and the battle starts." John explained.

"Huh. A poli bataille, is it? That's the first I've seen a Puritan use that before." Alot said. What was that? A poli bataille? Never heard of it before.

"Oh, you know what it is then? Heh. You're more educated than I thought." John said. They both stared at each other in silence. I don't know why, but both of them looked...hurt, for some reason. We took our fifteen paces, then stood, with the wind howling behind us. John pulled out his knife, and Alot, his kunai. Both of them through the weapons dead center between us, with them sticking into the ground.

"Let the poli bataille...commence!" John roared, rushing for the weapon. We did the same, knowing one thing.

This was going to be one HELL of a battle.

Are you excited? I'm excited. I'm so excited for this. Trust me, I love fight scenes, and I'm always really specific with how I want them to go.

Also, poli bataille is French for "polite battle."

And thanks for the last review I got. Again, that was a real motivator there. I'll make sure to give you the best adventure you've had in your life.

I don't want to give away any details for now, so I'll see ya next mission! Take care.