SonicRanger-1

Chapter 11 - Intolerant When Kitty and the others arrived at the hanger, they were surprised by the scene. It seemed that some of the darks who went on the latest mission were there, but clearly it took a toll. Kitty spoke up as she looked over the group, now standing next to Soulvic by the entrance, “What happened?” Destraier turned to them, standing over a large crate in the middle of the hanger, “Oh, you’re back.” D-Spise stood next to him, “We got the drop, but…” He looked over at where D-Light and Triple D were, off to the side of the room with Dawn and Dusk, “It seems we’ve got another problem.” D-Light and Dusk looked surprisingly sickly. Dusk was in Dawn’s arms as he comforted her, while D-Light sat against the wall as Triple D gave him something to drink from a bottle. Dusk and D-Light almost seemed feverish. Soulvic groaned as he stood in the doorway, “Why do I sense a Black Star?” He scoffed, “Because if you are about to tell me that that idiot somehow got his hands on

P16 Aisho followed Reggie into what looked like a study, covered in shelves and tables of books, bottles of unknown substances, and papers. Reggie walked over to a long desk with a world map laid out over it. Aisho watched him, curious what was on his mind. Reggie finally spoke, still sounding cold and serious, but without looking back at Aisho, “We are… friends, right?” Aisho smiled kindly, noting the nervous hesitation in his voice underneath the coldness, “Of course we are. Though, I was starting to worry that you didn’t agree when you called me by my title a moment ago.” Reggie was quiet. He walked up to Reggie, “Reggie, you can talk to me about anything. If you just need a listening ear, I will happily listen.” Reggie placed a hand on the map, “...what would you have done?” His voice was gentle and soft now. Aisho could hear the worry and uncertainty in his voice, so he carefully considered his answer, “Well, when refugees would come to Emeralias for aid, I would usually

P15 It was late in the evening of the fourth day since renewing the treaty visitation. Things had been peaceful, and the Emeralians and vampires had grown rather comfortable in one another’s company. Conversations had grown casual, especially as Aisho and Devilish discovered just how little knowledge of the outside world even the Vampire Lord himself had. Mepholtius’s jaw dropped, “You don’t know what a mermaid is!?” Reggie only sipped his tea as he sat comfortably on the loveseat next to Max, who was sharpening one of Leon’s knives, “I’ve heard the name before, but I don’t know anything about them.” Max smirked as he mostly just listened to the conversation while Mepholtius spoke, “Wait, didn’t you used to travel? How have you never heard of mermaids?” Reggie shrugged, his expression solemn, “My travels… didn’t get me very far.” He looked into his cup, “In any kingdom I came to, I was either chased out or begged in private to leave by those who were too afraid to threaten me.”

Chapter 10 - Reconciliation Destraier found Soulvic outside sitting in the shade of a tree. His hood was over his head as he seemed to be smoking. Destraier raised a brow as he joined the quiet dark, standing at his side, “I thought you didn’t condone smoking?” Soulvic blew a long stream of violet smoke, “I don’t. I do, however, need to recover my strength, and this is one of the ways I’ve found to do it.” He held up the slender device, “It’s imbued with a chemical that seemed to strengthen our power. A little something an old college of mine created.” Destraier smirked, “Still have all the best toys, don’t you?” Soulvic scoffed, “Whatever gets the job done.” He took a deep breath of it before releasing a large stream of smoke again. Destraier sighed as he looked out at agents training behind HQ, “You know, sleep can restore your strength too, Soulstar.” Soulvic scoffed, “Too slow for my liking.” Destraier chuckled, “Which I know is translated to ‘I don’t like the idea of

Sonic Heroes - Next Gen Heroes and Villains The huge city of New Mobotropolis, which sits around the grand Castle Acorn, was as bustling as ever one beautiful summer morning. Hovering cars and other vehichles flew around on roads that ran along the ground, through special tunnels, or even reached up high into the sky past the tall skyscrapers of the city. Even the incredible castle was retro like the rest of its city, now in the colors of white and blue to match the skyscrapers that almost reached its height. Though, out in front of it was a reminder that the world of Mobius hadn't changed all that much. G.U.N. agents and robots were fighting with a large robot with Dr. Eggman's familiar logo on the front. Though, the doctor wasn't quite the same. In fact, Dr. Eggman wasn't the same at all. Dr. Eggman laughed from her eggpod, watching from high above, "You fools! You can't defeat my masterpiece!" She laughed as the robot shot missiles at the G.U.N. robots, causing

Chapter 9 - Infiltrated It was the next morning that Mepholtius walked into the hanger with a yawn to find someone already there. Soulvic was on his knees next to a rider, working with long, intricate black tools he got from Locke the day before. The agents still watched, though Meph could tell they were tired. No doubt they’d been awake watching him from a very early hour. Half of them didn’t even remember to salute the commander when he walked in, a couple even seemingly dozing off. Mepholtius walked up behind Soulvic, “How long have you been awake?” Soulvic continued to work, not even acknowledging him. Mepholtius rolled his eyes, “Just gonna ignore me, huh?” Still nothing. Mepholtius was curious now and went to touch his shoulder, but a black tentacle caught his wrist. He looked to see D-Spise walk in, having stopped him. He chuckled, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Unless you wanna get stabbed or blasted.” He gently pulled Mepholtius away. Mepholtius spoke as D-Spise let

Chapter 8 - Weapon Kitty shifted in the bed before opening her eyes. To her surprise, she was laying in the medical room of CIA HQ. She sat up in confusion, “What happened? How did I end up here?” She touched her head to find bandages wrapped around it. She thought back, “Did I get hurt? Why don’t I remember?” “That’s what happens when you hit your head; you’re likely to forget things.” Kitty looked to see Derek and Loki walk in. Derek smiled, “Glad to see you’re awake. You had us worried for a bit there.” Kitty smiled back, “Sorry for worrying you guys. Though, just what happened?” Loki sighed, “Seems you hit your head when Soulvic’s rider went down in a dogfight.” Kitty was surprised, “Wait, Soulvic crashed? They actually managed to beat him?” Derek chuckled, “Technically, no. He insists that his rider didn’t reboot as fast as it should have, so he couldn’t miss the laser that blasted his wing off. So, he refuses to let anyone count that as a loss for him, just a faulty rider

Chapter 7 - Rescue Before long, the team of flyers were making their way to the location Cyberhorn found, flying at top speed through the snowy forest landscape. Destroyer and D-Spise were at the front, while Lark Jam, D-Light, and Dawn were right behind them. Soulvic, however, stayed towards the back. Kitty spoke as she stood in the rider behind him, “How come you’re at the back?” She noticed the screens up on the glass like a computer. Soulvic scoffed from in his helmet, “Considering options. After all, we still don’t know what exactly this idiot is planning. I’m just looking over some possibilities.” He glanced back at her, “Also, I don’t want them to realize that I’m the better flyer here. Staying out of sight keeps me out of mind.” He turned his attention back to what’s ahead, “You don’t want Croy figuring out who I am. Not this soon.” Kitty had to agree, “Fair enough. Any ideas what he, or she, is up to?” Soulvic sighed, “Not yet, no. It can be difficult to bring my IQ down

Chapter 6 - Recruits D-Spise grinned as he opened the front door, “Yo, D, you home?” He and Kitty walked into the gorgeous manor of the famous model D-Light and his family. Kitty followed D-Spise in, “I wonder how old D-Light really is. We know Triple D is older than Jester, but not quite old enough to be good with a rider, but just how old does that make his dad?” “Don’t you know it's rude to ask someone their age?” They both looked up to see D-Light standing on the balcony, smiling down at them. D-spise smirked back up at him, “I thought that only applied to women.” He grinned at Kitty, “Then again, this is D-Light we’re talking about. Probably in a past life in the light world, he was one.” D-Light gave him a look, “Very funny. No, I have always taken male forms. I wanted to show men that they could be expressive and charming in their appearances too. Not fair for only women to have a sense of fashion and flair, right?” Kitty smiled, “So then, just how old are you?” D-Light

P14 That next morning, only the Emeralians sat in the dining hall. Devilish was quiet, barely eating as he was lost in his thoughts. Aisho had tried to help keep his spirits up, but he could see it was in vain. Even Mepholtius couldn’t seem to help, seeing as he was a little nervous about the whole thing too. However, it was Aura who seemed the most calm about everything. She insisted that things would be fine and that her brother was worrying too much, which Devilish gave her an annoyed look for. Certainly an ironic switch of positions from when they first arrived. Aisho had to admit it was odd seeing his aunt so… calm and relaxed. She also wore yet another dress, this one long and slender in a soft teal color that brought out her ruby eyes. She even wore a couple simple pieces of jewelry some of the vampire girls offered her because of how beautiful she looked in the dress. It was very strange to Aisho, and he was sure his father would have been just as curious of the change if