Sonic Universe

Blaze continued to look outside. Everything was so complex around here. In her and Silvers time, everything was in ruins. Now, seeing everything together and not in ash was a breathtaking sight. Especially at night. Even with all of the lights and magnificent skyscrapers, Blaze kept on her usual emotionless mask that conceals any display of emotions.

After a while of not saying anything, the silence in the small bakery was starting to get to her. She started to tap her heals to the ground making a steady click, click, click through the silence of the bakery. Blaze continued to look outside and caught a glimpse of what she thought was the cobalt hedgehog Sonic but he was a little too far away to really be sure. She also took notice of a red cat and a police man. She didn't really take any notice into them either.

Blaze stopped tapping her heals and turned her eyes toward the ceiling which was emanating the sounds of someone walking around on the top floor. The night was taking a toll on her as time drew nearer and nearer to midnight. She let out a small yawn and turned towards the city once more. Then a thought passed her mind. Where will she stay?

She had no earthly idea where Amy’s place was nor where Sonic was and she was still debating on whether or not who she had just seen was him. She wasn’t going to stay in the bakery all night, that’d just be weird. She frowned and she turned towards Laylin. “Hey Lin? Do you know of any place that I can stay at just for the night?’ She asks carefully, picking her words a bit loosely but orderly as if trying to say the right thing.





Micah walked along the sidewalk of the big city. His eyes were trained on the sidewalk below him avoiding any contact with the people around him. He never wanted to come to the city. His uncle forced him here so he might get some friends since all of the people in his town he didn’t really care for because he already knew all of them. But here, he didn’t know anybody. Everywhere he looked someone knew. He and his uncle had fought about going to the city but his little cousin Cody was so excited about going to the city that Micah stopped complaining and accepted the facts that nothing was going to change his uncles mind.

Cody was everything to Micah. He was the only thing he cared about really. His uncle was trying to reach to him but Micah refused to accept him. Cody was a very little 5 year old black and white hedgehog. He though, unlike Micah, was mostly white with black speckles on his quills, muzzle, and chest. Micah stopped suddenly when he saw the commotion at the bakery. About a second later he felt something bump into the back of his leg and the older hedgehog turned around and saw his little cousin.

“Oof! Why did ya stop?” His little cousin said. Cody’s gaze then fixated on the police cars that passed by. “Oooh…” Cody says in realization. Micah chuckles and turns toward the bakery. He didn’t want to get in the mix of things and the police cars were headed the same way he was going so Micah turned around and walked the opposite direction. Cody followed.

They continue walking. Micah was still new to the whole city life so he was still getting familiar to the sights and right now, he had no idea where he was. Micah started to get a little worried when dark came and Cody just kept his mouth shut. They soon came across two felines. Micah gulped and told Cody to wait here as he approached both of them just before they were about to leave.

He opened his mouth a bit but no words could come out. Eventually though they did. “D-do you t-two kn-know where Central city M-mall is?” He says as he looks at the ground. He knew how to get home from there but just the thought of a guy asking for directions to girls made him blush lightly.

Luna turned around when she heard a voice behind her ask in a stuttering manner, "D-do you t-two kn-know where Central city M-mall is?" She gasped for a moment before pointing at him and saying, "Are-are you Shadow The Hedgehog?" She had seen a few pictures of him in the past when he'd saved the world with Sonic The Hedgehog and wondered if this hedgehog with long black, loosely hanging quills, goggles, and a strange gray jacket and pants was really who she hoped it was.

"If you're Shadow The Hedgehog I need your help." she pleaded lowering her hand. "My father fell into a mine and I need to find someone who can help me rescue him. The feline behind me is named Sparx I was hoping she could help me with my problem, but I'm pretty much allowing anyone who's got the time to do so to help me. I just really need to find Sonic though or someone of his equal to save my father."

She smiled and purred as she leaned forward, "Are you a scared cat or up to the challenge I offer you." She noticed the black and white spotted hedgehog next to him and wondered if Sonic The Hedgehog or Shadow had any younger brothers since the one she saw was pretty young for a hedgehog.

She looked back at Sparx and voiced, "Sorry for maybe interrupting any thoughts you might have had, but do you think these two need help too or are they walking around to help people? I don't think it's everyday someone comes up to you and asks for directions. I've never had it happen to me before." She scratched her chin and hummed for purred for a moment while turning her head back around. "Then again, it's not like I live here in the city as I might have already indicated. You two ever heard of the Mystic Cave? If so, then you're perfect for what I want you to do." Luna smiled again and her tail swished back and forth nervously as she waited for a multitude of different answers for all her various questions. One thing she'd noticed since she'd gotten to the city is that she spoke a lot more than the city dwellers, well, some of them, but she figured that was due to her countryside upbringing.

Dextetta turned her head to face the two Hedgehogs who were addressing her. She had no idea how to answer the black one's question, but the all-too-familiar blue one's question would present less difficulty.

"There has been an attack here that appears to have been perpetrated by the Tails Doll," the android said, pointing to Officer Hanson's lifeless body. It was probably the best answer she could give. She didn't know why Sonic was in the city, or that her superiors were apparently after him. Her mission was originally to gather data on the Daft Punk Wannabe Robots, but this Tails Doll incident created a diversion. These two Hedgehogs were probably going to be another one since she couldn't help but try to answer their questions.

Meanwhile, Private Simms was on the radio with his superiors, explaining the current situation and how it was keeping them from keeping tabs on those robots. "Dextetta thinks it was the Tails Doll. This could be bigger than a couple Daft Punk wannabes who just trampled someone."

The Commander's voice came through on the other end. "Understood. If it's a rogue robot out on a killing spree, it should take priority over those mystery bots." The Commander's response was punctuated by the click that indicated a closed connection.

Simms gave a sigh of relief. He wasn't going to get stuck scrubbing toilets in the men's bathroom. While his synthetic feline partner was engaged in conversation with the two Hedgehogs, he kept an eye out for the Tails Doll. He enlisted with GUN to protect people, and protect he would. His right hand was placed firmly on his holstered military-grade pistol. He was ready to whip it out and blow the "doll's" transistors out as soon as it showed itself.

The police cars gave a slight hum as their radios were fiddled with, the electronics fritzing without the notice of anyone. That is, until it moved to the personal radios. Then the GUN Communicators. They all gave the feedback-hum, before playing a song of twisted origin; the words as innocent as a child, spoke through the sounds of Hell. The tempo was slow, paced like a Demon's ragged breath, the sounds of shrieking acting as a piano, a low hellish moan acting as bass.

Can you see? The sun is shinin' on me
It makes me feel so free, so alive
It makes me want to survive
And the sky, it makes me feel so high
The bad times pass me by
'Cause today is gonna be a brighter day...

As the sound continued, a psuedo-fog rolled over the crowd, causing disorientation, friends becoming silhouetted masses within the gray. The officers now all had their guns at the ready, hoping they were ready for whatever this thing was...

"Can you feel the sunshine?"

Private Simms whipped around, giving a shot into the night. Nothing...but that voice...Oh God...Simms swallowed, his gun not in need of cocking. "False alarm!" He shouted, alerting the Officers that he was but startled. He walked a little bit forward, nearly tripping on the deceased Officer Hanson. He swore, gaining his footing again, before calling out. "Officers, headcount! Who's still here?" He was entreated to silence from the Officers. "This is Private Simms! Headcount!"

A scream echoed back. A sound of sliced flesh and bone; a rolling sound and a large flop. Silence.

Another scream, something about zombies. Three shots. Silence.

Another scream, this time fading up into the air, before becoming loud again. A crunch and splat. Silence.

Whispers. Sobbing. A voice: "I'm worthless...worthless...I'mworthlessI'mworthlessI'mnothingI'mnothingI'MNOTHING! A shot, muzzled by a mouth of flesh. Silence.

Private Simms refused to shudder, but his mind nonetheless made the lethal mistake of becoming defensive of the soul. He prayed a Hail Mary, giving the motion of the cross upon his body, before scooting his careful way over to his right, thankfully making it to Dextetta and the hedgehogs. "Fuck if I know what this thing is, but tell me it can be overloaded, Dextetta." He hesitantly put away his gun, opting to pull the Taser from Officer Hanson's corpse. "Can I short-circuit it with this?"

Knuckles pushed his way through the crowd uncertain what was going on at the moment with everything. He just figured he would watch and find out later when everything came out and was done with.

(I can't post this week and next week. I've been caught up in a lot of things and am busy with some finals. I will try to post again by Friday and I am sorry I have caused such a huge delay in things.)

The fog was thick; thick enough to affect even Dextetta's robotic eyes. The loud music, which sounded like Satan's rendition of an old pop song, caused her to become a little disoriented. She could barely hear her partner's voice through this booming noise, and she could barely make out his words. All she knew was that he was trying to ask a question.

"Private Simms, I can barely hear you. Can you repeat your question please?"

"Can I fry this freaky thing's circuits with my taser? Does it have enough power?" Simms asked, hoping he was close enough to the android that his words could pierce the disorienting mockery of music.

"Oh...The taser....Will it have enough power?" she repeated, hoping she heard at least some of the sentence.

"Yes. I need to know, Dextetta, and I need to know NOW!" Simms was getting panicked. This devilish music, this thick fog, and the screams of pain from cops all around him, were starting to get to him, and he could tell by the shakiness in his partner's voice that they were getting to her too.

Dextetta searched her database, fighting through the disruptive effects of the Tails Doll's otherworldly attack.

"Can you feel the sunshine? Does it brighten up your day?"

The song sounded like it was being played on a tape deck with a low battery, and these distorted vocals were accompanied by what sounded like the screams of tortured souls. Dextetta wouldn't let this get to her. Her partner depended on her, and she didn't want to let him down. She continued to search, hoping that one of those horrible screams was not the sound of Simms getting his throat slashed by this demented doll.

Nothing...No data. What would she tell Simms? Her best option was to tell him that she didn't know. "I am sorry, Private Simms," she replied, her voice shaky and barely audible. "I do not have data on that." This wouldn't help him. She knew it.

"I don't need to tell you you were wrong."

These words, sung by an old boy band, had been distorted to the point of being torturous, especially to an android whose sole purpose was to give information on Eggman's machines in order to help her comrades in GUN. The last thing she wanted was to be wrong.

Simms sighed. Dextetta wasn't going to be able to help him. She probably didn't know the answer to his question.

"Only one way to find out," he said to himself, turning the taser on to full power and thrusting it into the doll's side. He hoped for the best.