Sonic x Knuckles - Cover Story
(Translator Note: This was an older translation that seemed to get lost to time, but I found a half finished file I made and decided to punch it up a bit. I am not coming back to tumblr, but wanted to fix this and the Tails story just for archiving the Cover Story translations)
It was a normal afternoon on a sunny day on Angel Island.
In the middle of the jungle full of massive trees, various speices of moss, and other creatures and plants was Knuckles. He was looking everywhere for something. So much so that he was digging up the ground everywhere around him.
Suddenly, Sonic jumped over and sat on his head.
āHey, Knuckles! What are you doing?
āSonic! What are you trying to pull!?
Sonic had seen Knuckles furiously digging into the ground and thought he would go and say hello. However, knowing how Knuckles would react, Sonic couldnāt help teasing him a bit.
āCome on! Anybody would want to play whack-a-mole with an echidna whoās constantly popping in and out of the ground!ā
āWhatād you say?!ā
Knuckles leapt up and swung at Sonic; just barely missing him.
It was hard to tell if they were fighting or just playing. But this went on for a while.
āYou didnāt answer me no matter how many times I called out to you. Itās not my fault you didnāt notice I was here!ā
āShut up. Tsk, you never change.ā
Once they both got tired of goofing off, Knuckles caught his breath and talked about the dream he had seen.
In his dream, he saw long lost ancestors dressed in tribal garments.
They said they wanted to give something to Knuckles as he was a decendant of the Knuckles Clan. They said it was deep in the jungle.
āI canāt explain why, but I can feel something around here. I know I can.ā
Knucklesā eyes were filled with determination as he looked around.
It wasnāt just his knack for treasure hunting. There was a clear pressure from his being the last echidna that could be seen on his face.
āAlright, that sounds pretty neat! Iāll lend a hand with your little treasure hunt! āCause thatās what friends are for, right?ā
āWhat are you yapping about? Donāt act like weāre good buddies. Get off my island!ā
Knuckles then threw out his fist and started another outing of roughhousing between the two of them. However, Sonic tripped over something while evading Knucklesā attacks.
āOuchā¦!ā
āHa! You deserved that!ā
Knuckles let off a huge smile. But, the second he did, something started shaking deep in the earth below.
From all of the shaking, a secret door opened up in the ground. From it rose a miniature altar. It was the same stone that the Mystic Ruins were made out of.
It seemed that whatever Sonic tripped over was a switch that opened it up.
A small stone box was on top of the miniature altar.
āYou know you have to thank me now, right, Knuckles?ā
āYeah, thanks a bunch for falling over and making yourself look like an idiot.ā
While barking his insult to Sonic, Knuckles opened up the box and found a pair of gloves inside, but they had heavy, sharp nails. These were his ancestorsā combat cloves.
āOh, I see. Now you can really rev things up in your little battles, huh? A typical present for a fighting family like the Knuckles Clan, huh?ā
āā¦ā
Even though he found the treasure, Knuckles remained silent as he closed the box. He didnāt have a rebuttal to Sonicās insults which surprised the Blue Blur. He smiled as he clenched his fists.
āI donāt mean to speak ill of my ancesotrs, but these glovesā¦ these hands that I have now. These are more than enough. As long as I can protect whatās most important to me then thatās all I need. Besides, I always come up on top no matter who Iām fighting! I donāt need something fancy like these ancient gloves.ā
Knuckes definitely had a temper and was rough around the edges, but when it came to his desire and duty to protect the Master Emerald, his own abilities were more than enough.
Noticing this, Sonic had a change of perspective. He didnāt realize Knuckles had this side to him, but after hearing him speak so honorably, Sonic couldnāt resist teasing him again.
āRight, right. Using devices like this really isnāt your style! Itās your pure power that keeps all of our enemies out of our way. Aināt that right, Knucklehead?
āā¦Who are you calling Knucklehead?ā
Knuckles started putting on the ancient glove and took steps closer to Sonic.
āWait, didnāt you just say you didnāt need those!ā
āShut your mouth! Come back here!ā
Once again, whether they were playing or fighting, nobody could tell. But their antics could be heard for a long while within the jungles of Angel Island.
