Sonic the Hedgehog: Human Beginnings

Battle and Serious Irony

I didn't have to wake Jason up on Monday morning. We got up around the same time, and got dressed and were ready a little early, so we talked a bit as we walked.

"So, Washington High straight from first grade. Good thing we have all the same classes."

"Yeah . . . I think I have a locker by yours. It's at the end of the English wing, right?"

"Cool! That section of lockers has all of us—me, Amy, Miles, John, Scarlet, and now you and Eliza are with us too. Just to warn you, the first class, Biology, has a horrible teacher.

"Thanks for the warning," he said sarcastically. On our way to school, we talked a little more.

"Well, there is one more person who has a locker by ours, but we don't know if he happens to have a Chaos Emerald. He's new to the school this year. He and I are rivals in the video game world . . . and apparently, we're really good, too."

"That's interesting. Sounds like Sonic and Shadow rivalry to me," he joked.

"How did you get up to speed with this world anyway?" I asked.

"Well, I think the Sol Emeralds kind of helped make this possible, but every night I had a dream about what happened in the day in this world . . . I think it was from your point of view."

"Like a twin connection?"

"Sort of. I don't really care—just as long as I don't have the knowledge of a six-year-old. Hey, I put the Chaos Emerald in that mini-safe under my bed. Where did you put yours?"

"Somewhere where I can get to it if I need it," I said mysteriously.

"You're keeping it on you, aren't you?"

"I figure it's safer with me than wherever I could decide to leave it lying around. Hey Damon!" I called out, and he waved back. When Jason and I got to him, I realized that he looked horrible—he was paler than before, which was saying something, and he looked like he'd been crying a lot.

"Dude, are you alright?" I asked, concerned.

"Not really, but I'll get over it. Who're you?" he asked Jason.

"I'm Jason, Eric's twin brother."

"How come I've never heard of you before or seen you?"

"Let's just say I've been lost for a while . . ." I choked on a chuckle that I tried to hold down, and Damon looked at me oddly, but other than that, nothing happened.

"Nice to meet you. Can we talk privately at lunch, Eric?"

"Uh, sure . . . see you in biology." There was no real reason to stay, so we moved on. Mr. Namggerd seemed nervous, oddly enough, and when we started on our homework, he quickly left after stammering something about needing something from the teacher's lounge. I glanced at Miles and he shrugged, then passed a piece of notebook paper to me that read: Must have bladder issues. I swallowed a laugh and kept working.

Then I decided, as people gradually began to talk, that it would be an okay time to ask Damon what was going on.

"Damon?" I asked slowly. He nodded.

"All right. Last night my parents explained to me about my birth parents . . . yeah, I'm adopted, I've known . . . but . . . it's just been hard. At least I know now why I'm the youngest G. U. N. agent in history," he muttered. I blanched.

"What?" He paled.

"Oh, uh, I . . . you weren't supposed to hear that—"

"A little late for that. Since when were people our age allowed to work for that agency?"

"Since I came around. I'm the only one, been in it since I was seven, and I'm the Commander's second in command. You can't tell anyone—he gave me this scar for my 'disobedience' and that's when my mom pulled me from his training sessions. If he found out I told someone . . . I'd be gone from this school before you could say 'Chaos Control'."

"Don't worry. I won't tell. You've got nothing to worry about."

There was the explosion to worry about.

It happened so quickly that there were people running around screaming before I'd processed it. The windows shook loudly, the roar was deafening, and multiple small fires were lit throughout the room and hallway. I got up and locked eyes with Jason and the others, and we all hid behind lab tables. While people were in chaotic confusion, we changed quickly and followed the suddenly appearing robots, who were herding the students and faculty towards the gym. We were in our human forms, so as to blend in slightly, and thankfully no one came behind us when we hid behind the majority of the varsity football players. When the robots had seemingly reported that all people were present, a screeching came from all around us that nearly made my ears bleed. Gears grinded against gears as a gigantic metal spider came onto the stage, Eggman in it holding a microphone. His drones were everywhere, holding blasters, and glowing slightly on their heads.

As the Egghead himself began to make a speech, however, we were whispering our plans to each other (i. e., You'll take the guys on the left, you try and get everyone out, can you take out the spider's legs? I'll try to get the Doctor . . .) when someone interrupted me.

"I think we ought to have more people helping with evacuation." We all turned to the voice behind me, and I found myself face to face with none other than Shadow the Hedgehog, human version.

"What the heck?" I hissed.

"Look, we have to fight first. Yes, I'm a student here too. No, I don't know who you are, and I have no clue why we are real life video game characters. Let's deal with the situation at hand, and I'll find you outside on the picnic benches at lunch. Got it?"

"Okay . . ." And we agreed quietly: Shadow, Silver, and I would go after Eggman. Blaze, and Knuckles would take down the drones. Amy, Tails, and Rouge would help with getting people out. While we carried it out, I noticed that Shadow got blasted in the right shoulder but kept fighting. The others didn't have too many issues, and everyone was evacuated quickly. Eggman cursed at us the whole way through, and he got away (one of the robots got Amy. What else was I supposed to do?). And somehow we hid, changed back, and got into the frenzy of kids again with no one in particular noticing. (Although Elaine, one of the girls in our biology and English classes, well, she seemed to give me an odd look.)

No one was informed of the attack. We didn't have to worry about having gym class, but other than that, we were going to continue the day. All the fires were put out and the rubble generally pushed aside. I got the others and we went outside to the picnic benches for lunch to find Damon sitting there.

"Uh, hey guys," he smiled anxiously, "I'm kind of waiting for someone here . . . so . . ."

"And we're looking for someone here," replied Eliza. I paused and looked carefully at him, tapping his foot.

"Are you okay, dude?" I asked. He nodded, but I saw that he glanced at his shoulder for a nanosecond.

"I guess so." But I caught it and had my guess out of my mouth before I'd fully processed it in my head.

"I don't know. The blast hit you pretty hard, didn't it?" Everyone was staring openmouthed at me, but I continued.

"You're Shadow, aren't you?" He gaped but nodded.

"How did you know?"

"You looked at your arm when I asked." He sighed.

"Well, yeah. Then, if you guessed . . . all of you are a part of this?"

"Yes. It's just too ironic," said Eliza, a grin playing on her lips.

"Enough that I can guess who's who. Miles is Tails, Eliza is Blaze, Amy is Amy Rose, Scarlet is Rouge, John is Knuckles, Jason is Silver, and Eric is Sonic."

"Right on all accounts," I smirked. We discussed a few more things before Damon took me aside.

"Look, I can't tell you everything . . . but my . . . origin . . . is like Shadow's in a way . . . I don't know all the facts . . . but just letting you know." The rest of the day was generally normal but for the gossip. It was all about us.

"Amy is so hot," one guy said, "wonder if Sonic is really her boyfriend? I know I could show her a good time . . ." I growled under my breath at that one. But when we got home, and told our parents, I kind of expected them to know . . . but they didn't.

"What? And they didn't call us when an insane maniac attacked the school?" shouted Mom. Both Jason and I sweatdropped. If she knew we were fighting that insane maniac, well . . . it wouldn't be pretty.


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