User blog:Dream Era/First Demo

SONIC

THE

HEDGEHOG:

X-ILE

DEMO

 SDC1998

SONIC’S  STORY

ACT 1

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif"; color:#C00000">The <span style="font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif"; color:#00B050">Irregular Hunter infantry <span style="font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif"; color:#C00000">checked and loaded their weapons one last time. <span style="font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif""> “Are you ready Miles?”  “  Ready when you are Sonic!” The mobile fortress lowered its cargo bay, and the hangers opened. The Tornado launched to the skies, while the foot soldiers leapt out into battle. The Imperial troops of the Robotnik Empire were activated, and surged forward to confront the inferior troops of the Irregular Hunters. Firefights pocketed the earth, while the skies erupted with fire. Above the clouds, Sonic gritted his teeth as he rode atop the Tornado, chasing down his nemesis once more. “I need to get closer Miles!” “I’ll try to get the sub engines to respond!” The S-Foil wings of the Tornado locked into an X-formation, and its engines whined as the Tornado closed onto the Egg Mobile to the point Sonic could step in. But that was not his mission. “Drop the critters Ivo!” Robotnik looked back, and pressed his craft faster. The radian processor exhaust roared in Sonic’s face, and the Egg Mobile kicked its speed up. “Open Fire!” “Right with you Sonic!” The Tornado spitted out bullets that rained on the shell of the Egg Mobile. Robotnik knew he wasn’t going to succeed this battle, and detached the Critter Capsule. “If you insist.” Robotnik sneered. “Cease fire! Miles, dip the wing of the wing!” The pilot complied, and Sonic ran to the other end. Summoning a golden ring, Sonic took in its energy, and released in a speeding, whirling ball of blades. The capsule was falling, and Sonic closed in. “Disengage!” Sonic uncurled, and extended his hand to press the release button. It all played in slow motion. His fingers uncurled, closing in, it skimmed the cover, no! His fingers brushed off the top, and Sonic lost aerial control over his body. Then he hit his back hard on something. The Tornado Wing had collided into his back, saving Sonic from certain death. Tails was reliable as always. Recovering, Sonic and Tails circled around, and attempted another shot. High above, Robotnik aimed his own guns at the Tornado, and squeezed the trigger. Two phazo beams honed onto the Tornado’s right wing, and hit its mark. The Tornado’s starboard side disintegrated, and the two hunters were sent diving away below the clouds.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif";color:#C00000">Elysia strode through the field, picking flowers as they appeared. It was rare that she got a moment like this, to enjoy the land of Falana as such. She bent down to pick up what looked like a white flower, but then, she dropped it. This wasn’t a petal. She parted the blades of grass in front of her, and before her lay a blue hedgehog. It looked like he had been here for ages, but common sense and a weak pulse told her this was recent. Cautiously, she extended her hand, and touched his forehead. No reaction. At first, he looked like road kill, beaten and flung about, but the shallow rise and fall of his chest told otherwise. She couldn’t look at him anymore, as his body was beaten to a pulp, and was barely breathing. But, her heart was saying something to her. She couldn’t leave him, and like that, she was frozen besides him. Then, a decision crossed her mind, one that would change this land forever.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif";color:#C00000">The blue hedgehog layed on her bed, resting from his obviously painful ordeal. He tossed and turned, whimpering in his dreams, from fear of being abandoned. Elysia had changed and was about to check on his consciousness, but his fear and mental turmoil saddened her. She sat down near him, answering back to his calls whenever one sprung. One nightmare always haunted him. He would suddenly begin to toss and turn, whimpering about being abandoned. <span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif"; color:#00B0F0">“Wha- no. Please, don’t leave me! I’m so alone. So scared. I…. I’m…..” <span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif""> Elysia pitied the hedgehog. He had been through something horrible. She touched his forehead with her hand, and he would stay silent, in suspense. “Have no fear. I am here to protect you. I don’t know what has happened to you, but you are safe with me. I promise.” The touch of her hand soothed him, and he fell back to rest. He breathed softer, the rising and falling of his chest growing smaller and smaller. Elysia watched him go to sleep, and she felt sorrow for him. No one deserved to be in the turmoil and fright he was in. Elysia eventually fell to sleep as well, and when the rays of sunlight shone through, Elysia awoke. She looked at the hedgehog, and her heart melted when he saw the innocence he had on his face. He was curled up, and was breathing shallowly. His hand was extended, as if trying to reach someone. Elysia took his hand, and placed closer to his body. “Please be alright.”

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif";color:#C00000">Sonic opened his eyes to a slit, as his body had recovered tremendously from the fall. Where was he? He was lying in a bed, with a warm blanket wrapped around him. Light shone through the window, marking the late morning. And he was not alone. Someone he didn’t know, was walking towards him. His eyes were blurred, and he didn’t know what to make of it. Friend or foe? His answer came quick, when the person stretched her hand out, and touched his forehead. Her presence was warm, and then, he recognized that this was the one who had saved him, as well as accompanying him through the night. She gently opened his eyes, and helped him up so he sat. His vision was cleared, and he saw before him a race he had not saw. She was well-built, and wore more traditional clothing, a top clothing and tight dressing, both colored a light blue. She had neatly combed hair, gently pulled back to form braids of purple hair. He tried to reach for her, but a cut near his shoulder seared at his muscles, and he felt pain. The girl’s face changed from cautious curiosity to large concern, and she touched his wound. Her touch made Sonic forget the pain, and she looked at Sonic with kindness. Then, she said, <span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height: 107%;font-family:"Baskerville Old Face","serif";color:#7030A0">“Hey, are you alright?” <span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif""> Sonic guarded his pain as he tartly replied, “F-fine.” She smiled, and layed Sonic down. “Rest a little more. I’ll go fix breakfast, ok?” Sonic tried to refuse such extraordinary kindness, but she had left the room quickly. Besides, Sonic couldn’t resist the temptation to sleep a little more. She later returned, with two bowls of some food Sonic hadn’t tasted before. She offered him one, and he picked at the food. He took a pinch of the food, and tasted it. Warm, mellow flavors battered his tastes, and he couldn’t help take rather greedy bites of the food. The girl took her time, and ate her food neatly. When both were finished, she said, “How was it?” “It… It was good! Great even! Ho-how did you make this?” She merely gave a smile, replying, “A lady’s secret, is her secret.” Sonic felt safe, as his senses told him he was not with a hostile. But he had to be careful. “So, who are you?” “My name is Elysia. I am a resident of Mudpot, inside the land of Falana. Who may you be?” Sonic responded by telling his name, and told of his story of chasing down Dr. Ivo Robotnik, getting shot out of the skies, and being awoken by her. Her moods constantly shifted throughout his tale, and when he had concluded, she whispered, “You poor thing. What on earth have you done to get so much trouble?” Sonic opened his mouth, but quickly closed it. He didn’t want to spread the war here. “Something no one deserves to be part of.” Elysia nodded. “If you don’t want to talk, don’t.”

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