Skies above the Eastern Ocean

Daten City, capital zone of the Dante Archipelago located off the coast of Chun-Nan. It is known as a hot spot for tourists and vacationers with many fantastic vistas and popular beaches, while also being renowned world-wide for its thriving movie industry. Though many legends state that the city was built on a fault line between our world and the world of spirits, and that two guardians would be sent to defend it from any supernatural threat…

"At least that's what G.U.N.'s file on the city says." Tails yelled over the roar of the Tornado's high powered engine, "I've managed to track the energy signature from the scroll to here Sonic, all we've gotta do is find a match."

Blocking out the sun with his hand, Sonic scanned the skyline of the city, his eyes focusing on the two massive skyscrapers that towered over the rest of the buildings that made up Daten's concrete jungle.

"Gonna takes a while to track down two people in a city this big, lil' buddy." The hedgehog stated, looking down from his spot on the wing of the plane, "Any ideas on how we get their attention?"

Giving his brother a sly look, Tails quickly tapped something on his tablet, "I've got just the thing…"

Daten City, Main Street

On the main street of Daten, even stretching between the horn-like towers, thousands of spectators lined the sidewalks as cars, trucks, bikes, and vehicles of all makes and models parked in a starting formation.

Atop a rickety, wooden podium, a man dressed from top to bottom in a garishly orange and purple pinstripe suit cleared his throat before speaking into the microphone built into his cane, "ahem, Welcome back listeners! This is Mr. Pinstripe Suit, comin' at ya from the annual Daten City Grand Prix!"

After pausing to let the crowd cheer for a while, the man continued to gesture out to the line of cars, "Today, we have racers of all types comin' from all across the country, include Daten's own home grown heroines, the Anarchy Sisters! Give em' some love folks!"

Leaping onto the hood of the hot pink hummer that served as her vehicle, a thin, blond woman in a red dress stood to address the roaring crowd, "What the fuck is this weak ass clapping?!" she scolded, "We're the motherfucking Anarchy Sisters bitches, make. Some! NOISE!"

With her fists thrown to the sky, and a quick shake of her hips, the crowd erupted into a single, echoing chant, "AN-AR-CHY! AN-AR-CHY!"

As her sister hyped up the crowd, and got her footprints all over the car, a shorter, paler, and moodier woman dressed in a gothic skirt mumbled to herself from her spot in the passenger seat, "Sweet Jesus it's hotter than Satan's asscrack out here…" she complained, fanning herself with a strip of paper, "I sure hope ignoring today's ghost was worth the quick spank bank deposit you'll get from winning, Panty."

She held up the same strip of paper she was fanning herself with, the word "HEDGEHOG" written on it in a familiar font. Scoffing at her sister, Panty sat back into the driver's seat of her hummer, "Jee-zus! You never had this big a stick up your ass about ghost catchin' Stocking. What, did Garter offer some one-on-one 'crucifixion' if you caught the fucker on time?"

Stocking's already sunburnt face went a shade of beet red with fury at the idea, "No, you goddamn attention slut! I just wanna get a job done and go home, rather than huff exhaust fumes for 2 hours straight!" she yelled, "And explain to me again, how this goddamn rat race is gonna get you dick?"

Before Panty could get a chance to explain her plan, she was cut off by a loud CRACK and a massive gust of wind rushing by the hummer, "WOAH! Hold the phone folks!" Mr. Pinstripe Suit yelled into his mic, "I can't believe my eyes! The world-famous Sonic has decided to join us at the podium!"

Panty, only after yanking a large chunk of her own hair out of her mouth, managed to register what the announcer had said, "World-famous Sonic?! Excuse me?!" she shouted, crawling into the backseat to see the podium, "Who the hell is the little shit that just decided to commit suicide?!"

Standing tall (or as close to tall as you can for a Mobian) and proud at the announcer's podium was the blue blur himself, having borrowed the DJ's Cane-Mic for a quick speech.

With a quick twirl of the cane and a sly wink, he began to address both the crowd and the Racers, "Word on the street is, Daten City has some of the fastest cars on the planet, am I right?" The various drivers, baring the Anarchy Sisters, cheered at the hedgehog's compliment.

"That's what I thought," Sonic continued, shrugging his shoulders in an exaggerated manner, "So I figured, what better way to test your speed then racing the fastest thing alive?"

Stocking giggled as she looked at her sister, her face now a shade of solid red and what looked like steam starting to puff from her ears, "Wow sis, last time you were this passionate about a furry, it was in their hotel room…"

"So, here's how this is gonna work," Sonic explained, ignoring what sounded like two alley cats fighting in the background, "I'm gonna take the scenic route, really take my time, maybe even get a bite to eat. Whoever here get the closest time to yours truly, wins!"

With a quick dash to the front of the line, Sonic puts himself in a runner's starting pose, a smug smirk plastered on his muzzle as Panty glared at him from her spot in the pack.

3~! 2~! 1~! GO-!

With the sound of the starting gun, the blue blur sped off ahead of the pack, dozens of other racers following close behind. Coming up on the first turn, Sonic leaped over the divider, intent on following through with his plan of running through the city.

However, one lone hummer broke from the pack, slamming clean through the divider and rushing right after the blue blur, "Christ on a stick, Panty!" Stocking yelled over the sound of exploding concrete, "Who gives a shit some little twerp in a fursuit one-upped you? Let's just get back to the damn race!"

"It ain't about another race I can easily win, Stocking!" Panty yelled, her eye beginning to twitch, "It's about giving some yiffin' creep a taste of See-Through's bumper, so he don't upstage me- I mean us— ever again!"

Rolling around at the speed of sound down the streets of Daten city, Sonic pulls out a wrist communicator from under his glove, "So… tell me again how I'm supposed to find this energy signature, Tails?"

"I was hoping we could find it in that crowd, but there was far too much interference for some reason," said Tails, his voice crackling from the radio's static, "Maybe try checking some of the more populated areas, I doubt everyone went to see today's race- HOLY SHIT LOOK OUT!"

SMASH!

Before Sonic had time to question his friend's sudden cursing, the bulky, hot pink form of See-Through blasted through the front window of a nearby shop, nearly smashing the hedgehog with the front of its bumper!

"WOAH!" Sonic yelled as he jumped through the air to avoid the hummer's wide turn arc, landing and continuing his run on the nearby sidewalk, "Talk about a wide load! What was that for?!"

Instead of being met with any kind of answer, See-Through swerved towards the blue blur with the intent of grinding him to a pulp against the side of the buildings. Thinking fast, Sonic begins to run up the side of the wall just as the pink hummer smashes against it, chips of paint, bricks, and even a side mirror flinging off into the street from the hit.

Leaping onto the driver's side of the car, Sonic peeks his head over the door to address the blond driver, "Excuse me, ma'am," he states, putting his finger over under his nose to resemble a cop's moustache, "You are driving recklessly in a public area, please pull over to the- OOF!"

Sonic's gag was interrupted by the driver's fist colliding with his face, nearly throwing him off the side of the car before he was able to launch himself onto the hummer's roll cage, getting himself a good look at the furious blond driver, and the gothic passenger currently holding on for dear life.

"Now ladies…" Sonic scolded in a tone not unlike a kindergarten teacher, "If you wanted to get an autograph from THE Sonic the Hedgehog, this is not the way to do it."

"Sonic!" Tails' voice called out from the communicator, "My scanner's picking up the source of the energy, it's coming from them!"

"Panty!" Stocking said, holding up the scroll with still shaky hands, "The clue says we're looking for a hedgehog, and that's part of his name!"

"They're the ones we're looking for!"

"He's the one we're looking for!"

"Huh, I guess I should thank you for- AHHH!" Sonic's attempt at breaking the ice was thwarted by a quick slam to the break pedal, sending the hedgehog flying from the momentum. Rolling into a spindash and blasting off ahead of the hostile hummer, Sonic took the chance to speak into his radio, "I think they don't like me all that much, lil' buddy!"

The worryingly familiar sound of a gunshot rang out from behind the blue blur, a bullet whizzing past his ear and off into the distance.

"Well, what do ya know?" Panty said with a smirk, the weaponized Backlace still smoking from its first shot, "That little fuzzball is a Ghost after all!"

"When I said I'd rather be fighting a ghost," Stocking complained as she readied Stripes 1 & 2, "I didn't actually want that prayer answered…"

"Looks like they're kicking it up a notch," Sonic said to himself, his look of surprise quickly forming into a determined smirk, "I might as well too!" Curling into a spindash, Sonic boosted forward at Mach speed, grabbing onto a nearby street lamp and using it to hurl himself at See-Through!

But instead of the usual feeling of metal bending from his force, Sonic was sent sprawling backwards into the air! Looking down, he spotted Stocking, her two katana swords locked in a blocking mauver, a small but noticeable smirk under her otherwise bored looking eyes.

Curling back into a ball, Sonic launched a flurry of high powered homing attacks at the hummer, only for each of them to be blocked and reflected by the gothic swordswoman!

Taking the opportunity made by her sister, Panty fired a barrage of angelic lead at her opponent, one lucky round managing to nail the Hedgehog's shoulder, sending him tumbling backwards along with a pile of power rings to boot.

"Good distraction, little sis!" Panty called out, her sister responding with a roll of her eyes and a quiet "I could 'a taken him…" under her breath.

"Owwww….." Sonic moaned, his feet beginning to stumble from the sharp pain in his shoulder, "Tails, time for plan B!"

Before he could get any kind of response from his friend, the hedgehog felt the bumper of See-Through slam into his back, forcing him to grab onto the hummer's hood to avoid being flattened!

Feeling two sharp points jab into his neck, Sonic looked up to see the Anarchy Sisters, with him at their total lack of mercy. "End of the line, fuzzball." Stocking said in a dull tone, her sister's weapon trained on the hedgehog from the driver's seat.

"We'd give you the whole speech, but I've got myself a race to win!" the blond said, a look of smug satisfaction on her face.

"REPENT, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"

But before the two could deal a final blow, Sonic pointed behind him with his thumb, giggling all the while. Confused, the angelic pair looked up, only to see the Tornado flying towards the group! It's right wing scraping the ground as it played chicken with the hummer!

"FUCK ME!" yelled Panty as she tried to swerve her vehicle, out of the way, but it was too late as the bottom wing ramped See-Through onto it's side, freeing Sonic from Stocking's grip and sending the hummer spiraling end over end into the window of a nearby corner store with a resounding SMASH!

Jumping from the crashing vehicle, Sonic lands on the top of a street light, watching as the two angels manage to pull themselves out of the wreck.

"Sorry to ruin your fun ladies," the hedgehog groaned, his hand still gripping his injured shoulder, "But I'll play with you some other time. See ya!"

With one more pass of the plane, Sonic leaps aboard the Tornado's passenger seat, the biplane flying off into the sky, far out of the angel's reach.

"Well shit…" Stocking deadpanned, both at the Mobian's escape, their wrecked car, the fact that the race is a lost cause, and her stockings having had massive holes ripped in them, "So, what the fuck are we gonna tell Garterbelt?"

"Oh, who gives a shit what he thinks," Panty groaned from both humiliation and exhaustion, "Let's just get something to eat and go home…"

"For once in my life," Stocking said, placing a reassuring hand on her sister's shoulder, "I actually agree with you on something."

High above the skies of the Dante Archipelago, the Tornado skimmed below cloud level, it's red coloring beginning to blend in with the sunset.

"How ya holdin' up back there, Sonic?" Tails said, resisting the urge to look back at his wounded brother and focus on flying.

"That's the weird thing lil' buddy," Sonic said, the pain having left his voice a while ago, "It felt like getting hit with a real bullet, but there's no wound, no blood, and the pain faded as soon as I got the first aid kit out."

"What do we do now?" the young fox asked, "It's obvious that we're not welcome in their neck of the woods, should we just go back to South Island?"

It took Sonic all of 5 seconds to make his decision, "No. If I know Egghead, and I do, he already knows what's going on, and it's only a matter of time before he tries something."

Sonic looked back at the ever shrinking Daten City skyline, a look of determination spread across his tired face, "The least we can do is try and warn them before it happens, even if they are a couple of trigger happy broads…"