Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Invasion ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Mikey B23 here!! I don't own Sonic the Hedgehog! Or Sega!!! Don't sue me!!!!! Mikey B23 out!!!!!!!!!............

Ch. 3

Michael was running through Eagle-Eye, traveling through the cities different sectors, running through the desolate sector of Eagle-Eye to rendezvous with his gang friends, especially Chris, whom he had a symbolic friendship with.

It was Chris that saved Michael from Robotnick when he was first born (see first fic, its on FF.Net...forgot what it was called...Oh well...) and it was because of this that the friendship between Michael and Chris grew so much.

"Yo!! Chris! Hows it hangin?!" Michael ran up to Chris and gave him a slap on the back. "Its been awhile since we last saw!" Michael said his hello's to the others as well.

"Mikey!! Hwos it goin?!" Nick asked Michael, who was a good friend of his.

"Doin great! Tikal just had a baby and Amy is expecting any day now!!" Michael said.

"You got ya one?! You dog you!!" Greg shoved Michael on the shoulder with his elbow, making Michael chuckle some.

"Well, things are certainly looking up for Tikal...but, I have a question to ask..." Michael looked at Greg, who was the physical type of echidna.

"Yeah, whats on your mind, Mike?" Greg asked.

"Just the other day, I was at the chao day-care when it got caught on fire...I don't have any ideas how it could have started...that building is not possible to just catch fire...it would have to be arson...I was wondering if you might know something..." Michael said.

"Sorry, no can do there, buddy...I don't know anything about it...if I did, I would gladly tell you...sorry..." Greg truly didn't know.

"Hey, its ok, the thing is, I just want to find out who tried to kill those chao...they are precious creatures and I feel like each of them is my own child..." Michael said worridly. "I want to find this person, and get my hands on that person's throat!!!" Michael changed from calm to aggressive.

"I know how ya feel, I just hope you can find out who did this..." Greg said, leading Michael to where Chris Gloria was. "Pretty sexy, huh?" Greg was showing Michael Gloria, who was ONE HOT Hedgehog! "Well, you like what you see?!" Greg was blushing some.

"She's beautiful! I will say that...,but, what would Tikal say?" Michael said this and Greg led Michael away from her.

"You are right...I'm sorry..." Greg said. Michael said his goodbyes to Greg and the others and ran back to Tikal.

"I hope he finds out who did that deed..." Rick said.

"He will...he most certainly will..." Chris said.

<Meanwhile, near Michael's house>

"Man, I can't wait to tell Tikal what and who I met!" Michael was all smiles...until he got near his house, to find that it was ablaze just like the daycare. "WHAT?!?!?! NOOOOOOOO!!!" Michael ran as fastas his legs could carry him, arriving in less then two seconds.

Michael ran through the house, avoiding the flames, but found no trace of Tikal anywhere.

"Tikal?!!?!?!?" Michael looked everywhere, but only found rubble on the ground.

Michael noticed a note attached to Tikal's car, which had been nearly destroyed, it read:

"Dear Michael,

We have your precious Tikal, if you want to ever see her again, then you better showe up at the Mystic Sanctuary, with your shoes, and give them up, any resistence will be tolerated by killing your girlfriend, NO TRICKS!!!!!! You have 72 hours to find this place!!! If you are even 1 second late, then your precious girlfriend will be terminated!!!!

To Kill Always

Prof. Pegasis

"DAMNT!!!!!!!!" Michael tore the note apart and ran towards the Mystic Sanctuary...wherever it was...

End ch. 3

Whats gonna happen to Tikal?!!?!? You'll just have to wait and see!!!!!

Mikey B23 out!!!!!!!!!!!.......................

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Are you still reading this?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?