Guest:I could, but then that would immediately create a huge power gap, I realize that Sonic is an imba for the MGA world.
I made him a winner so everyone would think they just didn't notice.
If I follow the scenario from the show, then the gap would be VERY huge, enough so that the other contestants would realize it.
Cheese: Thank you.
Guest:It's Generations Sonic, I'll just make references to different games and shows here and there.
All the festival participants lined up in front of the huge, bright red gate that served as the start for the obstacle race.
The air was tingling with tension and anticipation. Sonic, taking his place in the crowd, scrutinized the starting area. His gaze stopped on the narrow passageway that led outside the gate. The passageway was incredibly cramped, clearly not designed for the simultaneous passage of so many people at once.
"Eh, reminds me of the past... only without the lost cities."
"This is a start," he thought, analyzing the situation.
"If everyone rushes to the exit at the same time, it's going to be a monstrous jam. It won't be a race, but a real meat grinder." He imagined the picture: so many students huddled together in a narrow aisle, losing precious seconds and wasting energy fighting for space.
It wasn't just running, but a real tactical game, where you had to not only have speed, but also be able to anticipate the actions of your opponents and choose the right strategy.
"First test, and immediately such a trap?" - ran through his mind. It looked like an attempt to weed out a large part of the participants at the start, without even giving them a chance to show their true abilities.
A smirk stretched across Sonic's face.
"So, this is going to be interesting," he muttered, preparing himself for an unpredictable and exciting race.
Of course, he could easily break through the narrow passageway first.
His speed allowed him to do so effortlessly. But where was the fun in that? Where was the excitement?
He decided to slow down a bit, limiting his speed, and observe his classmates and the other participants. It gave him a chance to evaluate their skills, strategies, and abilities. It was also a great opportunity to understand how this race worked, what obstacles lay ahead and how best to overcome them.
Winning the race was a matter of technique for him, he could win it at any time, but now he wanted to get something more than just another first place. Now he was interested in the race itself, its unpredictability and the opportunity to evaluate his rivals, because the real victory is not just to finish first, but to enjoy the process, to demonstrate his skills and show himself in all his glory.
Three green lights went out, and in an instant all the participants rushed forward to the narrow exit. As Sonic expected, a real crush began.
The students were pushing and kicking, trying to make their way forward, but the narrow passageway would not let everyone through at once, creating a chaotic crowd. Sonic, watching this scene, felt a slight disappointment.
"So what kind of spectacle is this?" - he thought.
No interesting rivalry, just a goofy crowd.
He decided it was time to inject some drive. He needed to give them an incentive, get them moving. Sonic nodded to himself, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
"Time to get ahead and show them what real speed is all about," he decided, getting ready for the dash.
Sonic sprinted forward like a fired arrow, accelerating to unbelievable speed. He easily jumped over the jostling students and began to climb the wall, intending, like an acrobat, to deftly grab onto the ceiling of the narrow passage and leap through the chaos below.
But the moment his feet left the wall, he felt an icy coldness piercing him, as if a thousand sharp needles were digging into his skin. Everything around him exploded with a blinding white light, and the world, for a moment, seemed to freeze in a white flash.
When Sonic, stunned, opened his eyes, he saw that everything around him was covered with a thick layer of ice. He was surprised to find himself frozen to the ceiling, hanging upside down like a bat. He tried to move, but his ice-bound limbs wouldn't obey.
"What the hell is this?!" - ran through his head as he looked around, trying to figure out what had happened.
Sonic, hanging upside down and trying to free himself from his icy captivity, noticed Todoroki striding forward with confidence.
"That's it!" - Sonic thought.
"So his quirk is ice!" Everything fell into place now.
Sonic also noticed his unusual hair - white on one side and red on the other.
"And the other half is apparently fire," he suggested. That explained his unusual appearance. As Sonic analyzed the situation, he noticed his classmates rushing forward, deftly sidestepping Todoroki's trap. Most of them, thanks to their quirks, were able to overcome the icy obstacle.
"Well, at least someone didn't dumb it down!" - flashed through Sonic's mind, though he was slightly annoyed that he himself had fallen into this trap. But he wasn't going to give up, and his brain was already starting to generate options on how to break free of the icy captivity and get back into the race.
Sonic, hanging upside down, was already starting to feel dizzy from the rush of blood to his head. He didn't waste time trying to find a more elegant solution, but simply started pounding the ice with his hands.
His gloves, though they reduced the force of his blows, but at the same time, thanks to their special properties, reduced the effect of the cold on his skin. Still, due to the combination of these factors, he fiddled with the ice trap for several seconds. The cold shackles did not give in so easily, and Sonic had to put in considerable effort to break through the ice.
Finally, Sonic managed to break free of the ice trap. Free from his shackles, he plummeted downwards without a second's hesitation.
Because he could not build up inertia, his fall was not smooth and controlled. The force of gravity pulled him downward with double the force, and he slammed onto the icy surface with a thud. Pain shot through his body. He felt his legs buckle from the impact.
"Ah!" he involuntarily burst out as he tried to get up.
"How humiliating!" - flashed through his mind. He realized that this was an extremely ridiculous situation. His ridiculous fall certainly didn't add to his confidence. Sonic breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the passageway was empty and there were no CCTV cameras in sight.
"At least no one saw," he thought, rising to his feet and shaking off the ice chips. Needed to pull himself together and catch up.
Sonic, trying to ignore his aching back from the impact, jerked forward, leaving the poor souls stuck in the ice behind him. He quickly passed the crowd and began to pick up speed, trying to make up for lost time.
Suddenly, up ahead, giant, intimidating robots appeared on the horizon. They looked so huge and powerful that Sonic thought for a second:
"Is that Eggman's?!" He squinted his eyes, trying to get a better look at them. But at that moment, the loud voice of the announcer rang throughout the stadium, and Sonic realized his mistake.
"All right, contestants! It's time for the first real challenge! This is... Robo Inferno!" - proclaimed the announcer, and his words echoed throughout the stadium.
Sonic, rapidly approaching the robots, noticed a massive wave of ice covering them.
"Todoroki, the devil doesn't waste any time," he thought as he assessed the power of his opponent's quirk. It was truly impressive.
Sonic ran up to the rest of the contestants already frozen in front of the robots. He saw the giants breaking through the ice shackles and starting to fall, creating a dangerous situation. Without wasting a second, Sonic pushed away anyone who stood in the path of the falling robot with lightning speed, dragging them to safety. Kirishima was among the rescued, covered in a dense layer of stone, apparently he had activated his quirk for protection. Next to him was another metallic-skinned student, he looked quite surprised but unhurt.
"Good, at least someone knows how to react quickly," Sonic's mind raced.
After pushing everyone to safety, he faced a new problem. The fall of the giant robot had caused a huge cloud of dust to rise up, covering everything around him.
He lost his bearings for a moment, but immediately gathered himself, realizing that he needed to move on.
Many huge red eyes looked at him through the shroud of dust. He realized that there were more behind the first row of robots!
"Is there more of these!" - Sonic thought, feeling the excitement overwhelm him with renewed vigor.
Without wasting a second, he used his crowning trick, the Spin Dash. He curled up into a tight ball and began to spin rapidly in place, gaining tremendous energy. His spinning was so fast that it seemed as if he had turned into a blur.
Many students, including those who had just gotten out from under the ice, watched stunned. The commentator, noticing Sonic's unusual actions, immediately started commenting, marveling.
"Unbelievable! Look how he's gaining momentum! What on earth is he up to!" - he exclaimed, as if anticipating a spectacular performance. But no sooner had the commentator finished his sentence than Sonic, like a cannonball, burst from his seat, leaving only a swirl of dust behind him.
He crashed into the leg of the huge robot like a torpedo and began to smash through the metal body, climbing higher and higher to the mechanical giant's head, leaving a mess of mangled metal behind him. As it flew out the opposite side, out of the robot's head, it left behind only a pile of smoking debris and a lifeless robot.
"That's it?" - he thought, smirking slightly.
"Even Eggman's weakest robots were a far greater challenge than these tin cans."
He looked at the defeated giant, and a slight boredom read in his eyes. Without wasting any time, he dropped onto the robot's arm and began to slide down like a snow slide, enjoying the fleeting pleasure. Finishing his descent with a spectacular somersault, he landed on the ground with ease, ready to continue the race.
"Guess I'll have to have a little fun on my own," he thought, preparing himself for more adventures at this, as it turned out, not so difficult festival.
And then, as if out of the blue, came the voice of the commentator, who, amazed by what he had seen, commented emotionally on what had happened:
"Wow! Amazing speed and power! It looks like Todoroki has a serious competitor! This young man, with incredible agility, has just demonstrated his skill!" Sonic, upon hearing those words, involuntarily smirked.
It was certainly nice to have your strength noticed. But before he could really savor the moment, there were loud explosions from behind him.
It was Bakugo, blazing with anger and shouting at the top of his voice:
"Hey, bastard! Don't think I'm going to lose to you! I'll show you who's the best around here!" Sonic grinned even wider.
"That Vulcan needs to temper his fervor," he thought, but he just threw it over his shoulder:
"Heh, well, well, well, Vulcan, try to catch up to me at least!" With those words, he picked up speed, leaving behind a furious Bakugo and an enthusiastic commentator.
Sonic, picking up his cruising speed, quickly shortened the distance to Todoroki.
Soon he was already running side by side with him, and with a cheerful grin, like an old acquaintance, he waved at him.
"Hey, Todoroki!" - he shouted, saying hello.
"How's the race? Not bored out there by yourself?" Sonic, with his usual casualness, wasn't about to have a silent race. He wanted to have a little fun, and at the same time watch the reaction of his silent rival.
In response to Sonic's greeting, Todoroki, without saying a word, immediately unleashed an icy attack on him. Sonic, dodging the ice projectiles with agility, stopped right in front of Todoroki, turned his back to him, and started running backwards as he continued on his way.
"Hey hey Todoroki, what's with the disrespect for your guest?" - Sonic shouted cheerfully, while maintaining his trademark smile.
"That's not how you do things, didn't your mom teach you that saying hello is polite? Or is that your method of introductions, throwing ice in your face? " Sonic continued to run backwards, taunting Todoroki and trying to keep up his speed, showing that the ice didn't scare him in the slightest.
At his joking lunges, Todoroki only gave him a look full of icy hatred.
His eyes seemed to exude frost and contempt, as if to say, "Shut up and stay out of the way."
"Is he really that vulnerable?" - Sonic thought, but he didn't have time to consider it properly before the ground beneath his feet treacherously opened up. He abruptly felt his body begin to fall. A huge hole appeared as if out of nowhere and gaped beneath him like a black abyss. He instinctively thrust his arm forward, and Sonic barely managed to grab onto a sharp rock protruding from the edge of the hole. His body hung over the abyss, and adrenaline instantly shook him up like a cup of strong coffee.
"Gee!" - he exclaimed to himself, hanging over the precipice. "What kind of a set-up is this?!"
And then, as if on purpose to heighten the atmosphere, the commentator's voice rang out:
"So, dear viewers! It seems that our race favorites have made it to the second test! And, as you can see, it is... Canyon! The contestants will have to show all their agility and skill to overcome this difficult section!" Then, after a little silence, he added, with a note of regret in his voice:
"Alas, it seems that our promising newcomer, Sonic, has had a little difficulty. He's now hanging over a precipice, and from the looks of it, it's going to take a lot of effort for him to get out of this situation." The commentator took a breath and continued, already with more enthusiasm:
"In the meantime, the son of the hero Indevor, Todoroki, continues to lead the way, showing his strength and coolness!" Sonic, hanging on the rock, heard the commentator's words and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He saw more and more students taking advantage of his hiccup and bypassing him.
"No way, that's no good!" - flashed through his mind. He wasn't going to be left behind. Looking around, Sonic noticed that there were earthen columns stretching upward along the edges of the canyon like giant fingers. A grin blossomed on his face. "Great!" - he thought, and, pushing himself off the rock on which he was hanging, he began to leap from one column to another with lightning speed, like an acrobat jumping from one window to another. With each jump, Sonic moved closer to the edge of the canyon, demonstrating his agility and speed while ignoring the growing excitement among the spectators.
Once out of the pit, Sonic looked around. The canyon was indeed huge, and there was no easy way to run through it. But Sonic wouldn't be Sonic if he didn't find a solution. He looked at the pillars sticking out of the ground like bridges leading to the other side of the chasm. Smiling, he decided to use them as support.
"Since that's the case, we'll just jump over!" - flashed through his mind, and he pushed himself off the edge and began to fly swiftly from one pillar to another. Sonic, like a mountain goat, deftly and quickly moved across the improvised bridge, without slowing down.
Finally, Sonic, jumping from pillar to pillar, deftly made his way to the other side of the canyon. He landed on solid ground, shook off the dust, and exhaled with relief. But before he could savor the moment, the commentator's voice came again:
"So, dear spectators! Our participants have successfully overcome the canyon and reached the last, final test! And that is... Minefield!" Sonic squinted his eyes upon hearing these words. "A minefield?
And as if reading Sonic's thoughts, the commentator added:
"And no need to worry, participants! The mines certainly look intimidating, but they're not deadly! They'll just give you a little surprise!"
Sonic, clearly catching the commentator's words - "the last challenge", realized that the finish line was just around the corner.
"I'll be damned if I, as the fastest living creature, am going to lose this race!" - flashed through his mind. He was holding back, of course, and not showing all his might, but he wasn't going to lose to anyone. He rushed forward with such speed that his silhouette was barely recognizable. In the blink of an eye, he was at the edge of the minefield.
Sonic, with incredible ease, flew into the minefield like a released arrow. He ran without paying the slightest attention to the mines exploding behind him. His speed was so fast that the mines did not have time to react.
He spotted Todoroki and Bakugo up ahead, fighting.
Grinning, Sonic decided to have a little fun. He deliberately ran beside them, causing the mines to explode right under their feet. The blast wave threw them upwards, causing them to shriek, but Sonic, meanwhile, was already far ahead, rushing towards the finish line like a rocket. He felt that the victory was already in his pocket, and nothing could stop him.
And so, Sonic already heard the commentator, surprised by what was happening, exclaimed:
"Unbelievable! What kind of madness is this! Why are so many mines exploding? " Sonic, listening to his enthusiastic remarks, couldn't hold back a smirk. He was so fast that no one could realize that he was the one making all this commotion. A mischievous idea popped into his head.
"Hehe, let them break their heads," he thought.
Sonic decided to finish in silence, not drawing too much attention to himself. He thought it would be funny if no one noticed his arrival, Sonic quickened his pace, preparing for a silent triumph.
And so, like a silent wind, Sonic crossed the finish line without anyone noticing.
He quietly and stealthily walked over and lowered himself to the ground behind Nemuri, crossing his arms over his chest and watching the events on the big screen with curiosity. He watched with interest as the other participants traversed the minefield. Suddenly, there was a deafening explosion on the screen, causing all the spectators to freeze. Sonic raised an eyebrow, surprised by the power of what had happened. As it turned out, it was Midoriya, who took advantage of the blast from the mines like a catapult to make an incredible leap forward, taking the lead.
"Wow!" - Sonic thought to himself, looking at the kid with admiration.
"Not only is he brave, but he's also pretty darn resourceful. " Sonic smiled, anticipating further events to come. He realized that his finish would not go unnoticed, and soon everyone would find out who was really the fastest.
After a long minute filled with excitement, Midoriya finally crossed the finish line. At the same second, there were loud claps like thunderclaps, colored confetti flew into the air, and the stadium erupted in applause and cheers.
Sonic, who was watching with a slight condescending smile, saw tears welling up in Midoriya's eyes, overflowing with joy and relief.
The commentator, as if waking up from his stupor, solemnly announced:
"And the winner of the first stage of the festival is... Midoriya Izuku!"
At that moment, Sonic couldn't help himself and stood up to his full height and loudly proclaimed, drowning out the cheering noise of the stadium:
"Well, finally! What took you so long to dig up there?! I'm bored already!"
After his remark, Nemuri literally stared at him with eyes full of amazement.
She clearly didn't understand how he ended up behind her. Most of the people present had a similar reaction - they couldn't believe that someone had managed to finish before the winner was announced.
Midoriya, who had just received congratulations, also turned to Sonic and, pointing his finger at him, mumbled something, trying to figure out how he had gotten here.
Nemuri, noticing everyone's confusion, immediately looked towards the commentator's booth and, loudly announced:
"Hey, we need to watch the slow motion! How did he even get here?" At the same moment, breathing heavily and radiating disappointment at their loss, Todoroki and Bakugo approached the finish line. They were clearly out of sorts and probably didn't notice what was going on around them, busy digesting their defeat.
Todoroki, though hiding his emotions under a mask of cold calm, still gave himself away with a look. His eyes met Sonic's and cast a brief but obvious beam of latent dislike. The icy calm faltered slightly, giving way to a barely perceptible but palpable irritation.
Bakugo, on the other hand... his reaction was far more violent. Without even trying to restrain himself, he began to swear openly, sending Sonic a stream of curses interspersed with angry shouts. His face flushed, his fists clenched, and his entire being screamed rage. The difference in the reactions of the two opponents was eloquent and amusingly contrasting.
Meanwhile, the rest of the competitors began to pull up to the finish line.
While they were recovering, the teachers scrutinized the finish line tape. And, as it turned out, the slow motion footage did indeed capture the quick blue blur that had swept past the finish line moments before Midoriya exploded.
The commentator, watching the footage, was shocked by what he saw. Stuttering and struggling to choose his words, he finally announced:
"And-so... after careful review of the tape... the n-winner of the first stage is... Sonic!" The stadium fell into a deafening silence for a moment, and then exploded with a new wave of shouts and applause mixed with bewildered cheers. All eyes were now on the mysterious blue runner who had so skillfully managed to outrun everyone and finish before everyone else.
So, after announcing Sonic as the winner, Nemuri approached him with a soft smile, congratulating him sincerely:
"Congratulations on your victory, Sonic! That was just incredible!"
Her eyes glowed with admiration.
At that moment, a little guy with purple hair appeared next to Sonic as if out of thin air. He turned sharply towards him, started pointing his finger at him, his face contorted with anger and... bloody tears flowed from his eyes.
"Uh, who's that?"
Nemuri, confused for a moment, immediately pulled herself together and replied:
"Ah, that's Mineta. He was in your place before you got here. He seems to have a quirk involving sticky balls...".
"Sticky balls? Crying blood? What a world..." - Sonic thought.
Suddenly they were interrupted by his classmates. They surrounded him in a tight ring, excitedly discussing his incredible speed.
"That's crazy, Sonic! How do you run so fast?" - exclaimed one.
"That's your quirk, isn't it? Super speed?" - asked another.
"You're just lightning fast! I didn't even see you whiz by!" - added a third. Some started comparing him to Iida:
"He's fast too, of course, but you've outdone him! That's actually something with something!".
Mineta's muttering, which never translated into intelligible words, was drowned out by the clamor of classmates discussing Sonic's incredible speed with amazement and admiration.
"Well, guys, I told you I'm not just a hedgehog."
He said it as if it explained everything, without, however, revealing a single secret.
Sonic, who was enjoying the confusion of his classmates, was suddenly pulled out of his musings by Midoriya, who squeezed through the crowd and stared at him with burning eyes.
"Sonic-san, what does your super speed have to do with your hedgehog appearance? Is it some kind of special mutation? Or maybe you're using the force of friction? What if I add to it..." - he began to pepper Sonic with questions, his mumbling growing quieter and slurred, his eyes glittering with a fanatical gleam.
Sonic felt slightly embarrassed by this intense scrutiny and began to slowly back away. Luckily, Uraraka and Iida arrived just in time.
"Hey Midoriya, give Sonic a break, you're going to torture him now!" Iida on the other hand, as collected and polite as ever, stepped forward and addressed Sonic:
"I apologize for Midoriya's behavior. I'm very curious to know how you trained your quirk? Did you use any special methods, endurance training or special speed exercises?" He looked at Sonic seriously and interestedly, waiting for an answer. Sonic, breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking around at the trio in front of him,he answered Iida's question with a casual smile:
"Well, you know, nothing much. Just been running around a lot." He shrugged, pretending not to give it much thought. Sonic's answer clearly disappointed Iida. His face expressed unconcealed bewilderment and slight sadness at such a simple and uninformative answer, but like a polite and well-mannered man, he didn't insist and simply nodded, accepting the answer.
However, their dialog was interrupted by the appearance of Bakugo. He approached Sonic, burning him with a look full of rage and dislike.
"Look at me, shit!" - he growled, looming over Sonic. Sonic, not at all embarrassed by Bakugo's threatening appearance, looked at him with a slight chuckle and leaned back nonchalantly, asking jokingly:
"Oh, what's wrong?"
Bakugo, hearing Sonic's mocking words, froze for a moment, his eyes throwing lightning bolts. Fury was boiling inside him, but he tried his best not to let it get to him.
Giving Sonic an icy, contemptuous glare, he gritted his teeth:
"It was an accident, shit. And it won't happen again! I'm going to win!" With those words, turning on his heels, he promptly left, leaving behind a trail of displeasure and threats. Sonic, after seeing him off with a glance, only grinned.
"Good, let him get ready," he thought, and then shifted his gaze back to Iida and Midoriya.
At that moment, everyone's attention abruptly shifted to Midnight. She, with a flick of her whip, achieved absolute silence. Her voice, resounded throughout the stadium:
"All right, contestants! This is the moment of truth! Only 42 of you will make it to the second stage! It's time to find out about the next challenge - it's the Battle of the Riders!"
Midnight's announcement caused a wave of discussion among the participants. She, after taking a short pause, continued:
"In the second round, the participants will have to team up in teams of a maximum of four people. You will need to choose a leader and line up in a so-called 'chariot' for him! On the leader's head will be worn a patch with the sum of points earned by your team in the first round!"
Her words caused a storm of emotions. Everyone started looking around, thinking of potential allies and game strategy.
Midnight, taking the tension to the limit, summed it up:
"So, the student ranked 42nd has only five points, and so, on the upswing..." She paused meaningfully, casting a fleeting, guilty glance in Sonic's direction.
He immediately became wary, sensing a catch. Finishing with a slight hesitation, she continued:
"... and the first one to arrive has ten million!" The stadium exploded with a rumble like the roar of an impending storm. Surprised exclamations, shocked whispers, and anticipatory shouts blended into a single cacophony.
"The purpose of the competition is simple - steal the armbands from the other teams to get their points!" - she finished her speech with a spectacular swing of her whip.
Sonic, feeling the weight of other people's gazes on him, felt as if he was enveloped by tentacles. He realized perfectly well that he was now the most desirable target for everyone, like a tidbit for a hungry pack.
He saw the greed and predatory anticipation in the eyes of the other participants. In an instant he went from winner to target, and that... he liked it.
"Ten million points, then..." - he thought, squinting his eyes.
" Well, let them try to get them."
write your opinion,I see your desire and realize that I am trying not in vain,I myself to be honest did not really like writing this chapter...well,the second half,as for me I finished too quickly and it...nu you get it.
Any idea who Sonic will team up with?