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Don’t you dare touch them!
A blink, and then there she was. Cecily, almost like a knight in shining armor, or sorts. How ironic, he thought, spitting blood sideways onto the pavement. Ugh, was he missing a tooth?
“Ya bloody.. don’t be stupid here, luv. You’re not–” A wince came to him as he attempted to rise from his position on the ground, an arm slung around his waist. “This guy isn’t going to listen! You’re bonkers, so just get down!”
(redactedking) -> “Busted.”
“That’s his NAME?” Hyper gasped in awe.
Snickering, the yellow hedgehog nodded with a wide smirk. He hopped back onto the bench. “Uhuh, Azimuth. Sometimes I used to call ‘em Azzy for short.”
Tiny legs excitedly wiggled. “That’s a cool name! Do you have a name?”
“Course I do! It’s-”
“Hey, I remember you!” they then blurted, climbing over their sibling’s shoulders with a smile to point to the man. Super sputtered, realizing he’d said a well kept family secret out loud.
“It’s the double anomaly kids!” Elias exclaimed happily, his arms crossed with a smirk as he looked over the two. He was well aware what he’d just heard was a secret, from the tell-tale sputter of the older of the two, and he could recall Sonic had been fervent on that being his name as a young child.
How odd that the hedgehog was named after the direction of a compass bearing.
Hm.
“It’s nice to see you again! Hope you’ve forgiven me for that little incident,” he chuckled, looking at the shorter hedgehog before raising his gaze to Super. He wondered what the older entity’s name was.
Elias mostly would’ve snickered if the smaller one hadn’t been knocked onto the pavement. A twinge of remorse visible on his face as well as clear confusion. Either someone had put something serious off in his burrito or something really weird was going on with Sonic. Not that he’d know.
“You..I..” the squirrel shook his head, eyebrows still pinched, befuddled, “I’m sorry. I know I have no right to be asking questions here, but..”
He glanced back, as if making sure this wasn’t some prank by Shard or the like. It wasn’t clicking. He could definitely tell these two were a derivative of none other than Sonic The Hedgehog, and they looked like his super forms. So either:
A: Some really creepy fans who had perfected the look.
B: Sonic’s really distant cousins who somehow looked like his super forms ..
C: Some other separate force he was unaware of.
A part of him wanted to believe it was A, but these two didn’t have anything up with them except that they were tinier. How on Earth..?
“How do you two exist?”
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The young red panda began to huff, chasing her annoyingly persistent assailant through the fields and down the road. At this point she was fuming, fur raised.
“You cheap bastard.. didn’t anyone tell you its pathetic and lowlife to be stealing from others!? I’ll shoot you with one of my arrows if you don’t hand over that emerald and my brother! Get back here, you jerk!”
Blinded by her temper and hellbent on getting her hands on her brother’s kidnapper, Cecily fails to see the squirrel in front of her and ends up crashing into him.”
“Owowow…okay.” That didn’t go as planned. Rubbing her head, she looks towards the person. “Oh–oh my Chaos! I’m sorry, Mister–er–Sir!”
Now, Elias was heard of hearing, but he wasn’t bloody deaf.
Though, somehow, he wasn’t able to dodge her. Knocked to the ground, startled, though not injured, he started registering the context of the fury-filled yells of the young panda in front of him. That old “play hero” part stirred somewhere in him.
“I’d love to get into a conversation about my apologies later, ma’am, but I think there’s something more important,” the former king hurriedly blurted out, rushing to his feet before grabbing her by the hand to pull her up. It’s obvious this is something serious– and it seems emeralds are involved. Gosh, he really hopes that’s not a Chaos Emerald.
The panda attempted to gather herself, frantically organizing her notes together, notes that had…rather illegible handwriting but some were legible enough to see huge footnotes regarding areas about portals and recent earthquakes happening. “I–I’m sorry still.” She bowed her head apologetically. “I really should’ve kept my eyes more open but–um important, yes,important.” Granted, Cecily could have a hellish temper when provoked and didn’t trust easily but this young man seemed alright. Still, she had to keep moving. With her baby brothers life at stake and her echidna friend’s emerald being exposed to the wrong hands, she couldn’t afford letting anyone else get involved.
Gathering up the last of her things, Cecily finally meets the squirrel’s eyes. “I really do hope that you are alright and I’m sorry myself to cut this short myself but there’s a man on the loose with some very important things. So, I have to go. Bye-Bye!”
She began to hurriedly walk away.
“Oh, of all the-” A curse came from him as he struggled to grab his footing, attempting to go after the young panda now hurrying away from him. What weapons did he have on him? A quick scan over his person was in order.
A warp gun, the Sword of Acorns, sheathed, mind you, and his wallet. He was armed. Eugh, he was most certainly going to have to help, now, since he was capable. What a hassle for him, hm?
The footnotes had certainly caught his attention. Earthquakes. Portals. Specifically the portals part, he thought, looking down at his warp gun as she grew farther and farther away from him. No matter the distance, he could set the coordinates and do his thing in no time.
With a shake of his head, he shot the ground, a portal opening up as if swallowing the few feet of ground it stretched across whole. No more hesitation, he thought, and jumped in.
On the other side of the warp was the side of the building. The.. thief, he assumed, continuing to run just as he hopped through and.. kicked them. Really hard.
@redactedking
Continued from here
It was definitely a change of pace for him to actually ACT like he was a defenseless and inexperienced fighter that wanted to join the Freedom Fighters in this zone. Although he already showed that he was quite the Freedom Fighter in his usual zones, he didn’t really want to just come up to this Elias and say that he was his kid from the future and so it was necessary that he take things at a slow pace before trying to reveal who he was…
That didn’t mean he enjoyed the ass-kicking that the alcohol-smelling squirrel was doing to him though.
Forcing himself from the ground to stand up and picking up the training stick that they fashioned just so that he can have a weapon to use against Elias, who was fighting him unarmed for that matter, so that he can prepare to attack at the other once again.
“You really have to be someone before all this” said Rex as he gripped the stick like a sword once more, trying to wait for the right moment to lunge towards Elias “Town sentry? Bodyguard? Freedom Fighter Volunteer-” in the middle of his sentence, the prince suddenly moved towards Elias in an attempt to attack him resorting to ‘creative’ tactics just like how an annoyed and frustrated trainee would in his case although he didn’t move all that fast to begin with.
Though still somewhat oblivious, Elias did have a feeling the younger was hiding something, however, he didn’t dwell on the fact for long, dodging another attack easily from the seemingly untrained kid before him.
A chuckle came from the former king, pulling the lie he always told when questions such as these came about.
“I’ve taken taekwondo,” he dodged to the left at a particularly good move, at least for the rookie, “and sparred with a few others. I’ve always had a fascination for swords-- and I have.. a friend, who,” he stopped, only for a moment to gather the full thought, “who helps me with combatting skills.”
Most of it was a partial lie-- he’d taken taekwondo once, he did enjoy swords, and he did have a certain robot friend who’d given him his most important weapon-- the warp gun, but he’d learned only dimensional tactics from his friend.
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@redactedking
The young red panda began to huff, chasing her annoyingly persistent assailant through the fields and down the road. At this point she was fuming, fur raised.
“You cheap bastard.. didn’t anyone tell you its pathetic and lowlife to be stealing from others!? I’ll shoot you with one of my arrows if you don’t hand over that emerald and my brother! Get back here, you jerk!”
Blinded by her temper and hellbent on getting her hands on her brother’s kidnapper, Cecily fails to see the squirrel in front of her and ends up crashing into him.”
“Owowow…okay.” That didn’t go as planned. Rubbing her head, she looks towards the person. “Oh–oh my Chaos! I’m sorry, Mister–er–Sir!”
Now, Elias was heard of hearing, but he wasn’t bloody deaf.
Though, somehow, he wasn’t able to dodge her. Knocked to the ground, startled, though not injured, he started registering the context of the fury-filled yells of the young panda in front of him. That old “play hero” part stirred somewhere in him.
“I’d love to get into a conversation about my apologies later, ma’am, but I think there’s something more important,” the former king hurriedly blurted out, rushing to his feet before grabbing her by the hand to pull her up. It’s obvious this is something serious-- and it seems emeralds are involved. Gosh, he really hopes that's not a Chaos Emerald.
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