Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Miles 'Foxy' Prower! ❯ Shades of Red ( Chapter 12 )

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Miles `Foxy' Prower! Chapter 12 “Shades of Red”

 

The wind blew from across the night sea… where good and evil once again clashed. The echidna's dread locks were blown every which way in a heroic manner… On his face was plastered a look of expectancy, hope, and maybe just a little worry.

 

“rrhgh… dammit.” He muttered, watching the small yellow light in the distance take a hit, again, “You'd better not lose, Sonic! YOU HEAR ME!” The guardian shouted at the sea, at the top of his lungs.

 

However, as far away as they were, it was unlikely that this could've been heard, even coming from the booming voice of Knuckles. He tried to look away. Suddenly he… thought he saw something.

 

A black, shady object, atop the pin of a skyscraper to his immediate right. He squinted at it, but it was already gone. He shook his head.

 

“All this worrying has got me hallucinating… Could've sworn for a second that was…nah.” The echidna chuckled. His face hardened, soon, however. This was not a time to be laughing about anything.

 

 

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Alfador smacked his fists together over and over, as he excitedly walked down the street, in the direction he knew he'd find the guardian.

 

The essence, sealed within the red emerald 2000 years ago walked the earth yet again… and he was going to make the best of it. He began to jog… then to run… then, showing off his amazing leg strength, he leapt onto a building, scaling nearly half of it with only that.

 

He climbed, using his powerful arms and legs. He could feel it… a powerful fighting aura was near… and he was getting ever closer… ever closer!

 

 

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Knuckles was pacing now, nervously. Generally, in the heat of a battle, the echidna was in a calm, meditative state… but something was wrong. He had… for a reason he couldn't quite explain, he had a bad feeling. Real bad feeling.

 

The worst part about all of this was, this was all his fault! He should be the one fighting that golem, not Sonic!

 

He began to remember all the good times they'd had…

 

(flashback!)

 

“Heya, knucklehead! Whatcha doin'?!” The speedy blue wonder asked an annoyed Knuckles.

 

“I'm protecting the Master Emerald…” He muttered, irritably. Sonic looked up to the sky, and a moment passed.

 

He then put his hands behind his spiky head in a laid-back way. He fell backwards until his body hit the soft grass of the beautiful Angel Island.

 

“But that's booooooooriiiiiiiiiing!” Sonic whined.

 

“Well, it's my job!” The echidna said, smacking himself on the forehead.

 

“…Well, your job…” Sonic started. He then yawned for what seemed like a minute, “…It stinks.”

 

Knuckles scoffed, moving down, next to his `friend'. He plopped down on the grass, beside the hedgehog, looking into the sky.

 

“…Somebody's gotta do it.” He said, trying to make a valid point, though beginning to question it himself.

 

“So why you?” The hedgehog asked, simply. The echidna considered the question for a moment.

 

“Well…I'm the last of my people… I owe it to them to carry on what they started.” the red one said, speaking his general view on `why' he did what he did.

 

“Hmm… that's lame.” Sonic said, rather bluntly. Knuckles fumed, really meaning that from the bottom of his fiery heart.

 

“Hey!” He said, jumping up and stomping his foot, cartoonishly. The blue typhoon just laughed.

 

“Hahahaha! Chill! I's only jokin'…” Sonic said, through his chuckling. Knux calmed down a bit, and sat back down. The two remained so horribly different, it was humorous.

 

“…You're strange.” Knuckles said to the hedgehog. Sonic only laughed a little more.

 

“Hehe. Thanks.” the blue one responded, winking.

 

“Weirdo...” The echidna said, though he was noticeably grinning as he got back to his feet, and began to walk off. Sonic only seemed to laugh a little more. He laughed too much those days.

 

“Uh… hey, Knuckles!” Sonic called suddenly. The guardian turned around.

 

“Can you uh… help me up…?” Sonic asked, holding his hand out, smiling. The echidna chuckled and turned around, and began walking away again.

 

“Get yer own self up!” He said, coolly.

 

“No! NO! Hey Knux! Come back! No, I'm serious, I'm really stuck over here! Knuuuuuuuuuckleeeees!” Sonic shouted, referring to his spikes, which were firmly wedged into the ground.

 

(End flashback!)

 

 

Knuckles couldn't help but smile at the memory… but he shook it off. That wasn't a good thing, he thought… he only had recurrences of a friend like that when…

 

He looked out to sea, squinting, as he almost felt that last blow himself.

 

…When they were in trouble, he thought.

 

Suddenly, something in him… an instinct, a gear in his head, a sixth sense, it just clicked, and the guardian felt his adrenaline rush… like a mighty waterfall, it hit him, the feel…

 

… of another presence!

 

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The shirtless, musclebound Alfador swung, with a sadistic smirk, trying to get a cheap shot in. To his amazement, though, his powerful fist was dodged, as the guardian flipped backward, landing in a fighting position, a good many feet away from him.

 

The Chaos Troupe's fist fighter pulled his arm from the building, where it had crumbled the stone beneath it. He grinned, as he popped his knuckles, loudly, analyzing the echidna up and down.

 

“…Hahaha… You're quicker than I expected… maybe I was wrong about you?” Alfador said, cracking his neck, and doing other various combat warm-ups.

 

“Who are you!?” Knuckles shouted, analyzing his opponent, as well.

 

This offender, he looked human… but that punch! The echidna looked down at the indention the mighty blow made on the building's top, where they were perched. A really nasty dent… this human… no, there was no way he was human. His fists could crush stone… an attack like that would break any normal person's hand.

 

“…Who am I? Heh!” The arrogant punk said. He looked like a younger human, but he was very tall, and quite buff. Knuckles saw danger in those blood red eyes.

 

The mystery fighter threw his arms out, and looked to the sky, as if he were king of the world itself.

 

“I… am Alfador, the powerful, you fool!” He shouted out, for the entire universe to hear. The echidna decided he really didn't like this wannabe's attitude.

 

Without hesitation, the mighty Knuckles charged his opponent, his fist cocked back, and ready to strike…

 

However, this `Alfador' was no novice when it came to defending himself, as he soon proved, his knee lifting into the air, connecting with the guardian's chin. Time freezes for a moment, as the red-haired bully grins, and grabs Knuckles by the neck, holding him in the air.

 

Knuckles was in a tiny predicament here… this guy had better range than he did… and he knew how to use it… that last blow wasn't that painful, but it succeeded in stopping his attack. Now the veteran fighter held him by the throat, his malice filled grin never fading.

 

This man was either a sadist, or he really, REALLY enjoyed battle. Knuckles didn't like it either way, and, in a desperation move to gain freedom from his grip, he slammed both of his fists into each side of the forearm that held him, smashing it.

 

“ARGHH!!” Alfador shouted, letting go of the guardian and wincing in pain as other hand shot onto his arm, rubbing it.

 

Knuckles, knowing he didn't shatter any bones, as he'd intended, took advantage of the opportunity by launching a wicked assault, a punch to the gut followed up with a jaw-shattering uppercut, which sent his opponent skyward.

 

The echidna turned around, and dusted himself off… No one had ever managed to get up from his double-header. He grinned, feeling victorious. He opened his mouth and felt the inside. He cursed.

 

“Bastard! Chipped one of my teeth!” He scoffed.

 

Suddenly, the red warrior was hit by a massive wave of heat, taken completely off guard. He staggered backwards, managing to turn around to see that the onslaught wasn't over.

 

“I'll break a LOT more than just that, you weakling!” The fiery aggressor shouted, as he battered Knuckles 2 more times with his fists, which were blazing.

 

This was impossible, the echidna thought… how could he get up from two punches like that…? Not only that, but he didn't seem even phased… just angered, fueling his powerful blows, which were each engulfed in an inferno that scorched his skin. It was all he could do to keep from falling down, and blocking maybe a tiny bit of the damage… this fighter…

He was even stronger than Rouge!

 

“Burn Burn BUUUUUUURN!” Alfador shouted, in an enraged battlecry as his last attack did serious damage to the echidna's eye…

 

“Agh!” Knuckles shouted, falling backwards. His gloved palm shot up to his eye, which was sealed shut… cauterized by the flame… It was on fire… and he couldn't open it… see out of it at all...

 

The red-eyed man folded his arms and laughed out loud, waiting for the treasure hunter to get up, so he could knock him around some more.

 

“Play with fire… and you get burned, you idiot!” He cackled. He seemed to be enjoying himself…

 

Knuckles jumped to his feet. Besides his eye… he wasn't injured that bad. He still had more than enough fight to give, and by the looks of things, it looked like he didn't have the luxury of holding any of it back. He wiped his lip, and put up his dukes.

 

“Bring it on, torch-head.” The sly echidna taunted, referring to the server's hair style. Alfador's features hardened into sheer insult, and his temper, again, took control, as his fist blazed toward him.

 

However, Knux was ready this time. This guy was powerful, but he was also a bit slow, as Knuckles made obvious by dodging, making his way behind the towering fighter. He quickly grabbed his leg and yanked it from the ground, swinging the giant around easily, intent on throwing him. He spun and spun, in a fine display of power, as his enraged opponent flailed about, shouting obscenities.

 

Knuckles carried this one for too long, however, and Alfador wised up, cocking his leg back, and kicking the echidna square in the head.

 

The effect of this action: both were sent flying in opposite directions, off of the building, and plummeting to the ground below. Knuckles quickly shook his head, and regained his senses, and dug his pointy knuckles into the side of a building, making a screeching noise all the way down to the highway below. He landed, and immediately began looking for his enemy, not about to get caught off guard a third time.

 

Alfador wasted no time and used no strategy, charging loudly from where he landed toward the echidna, his body enveloped with fire. At the speed he was rushing toward him, which looked like the hot-head's capacity, he could easily be dodged, with the right timing, but… Knuckles had to use his head.

 

He noticed a key difference between this fighter and himself. Alfador attacked solely with rage, and tactlessly swung his powerful arms, like some sort of berserker… Knux had a short fuse as well, but… never in battle. In combat, he was taught to be tranquil, and to use not just his fists, but his head in order to fight. He could tell already… and though he hated to admit it, this man was a better fighter than he was…

 

He was stronger, more merciless, and obviously had more experience… but the echidna, deep inside he knew he could win… he felt the blood, in his veins, the blood of his ancestors, he felt it boil… and he closed his remaining eye…

 

Alfador kept coming.

 

He opened his mind, and released all his thoughts, trapped within it… he placed his palms together, as if praying or some such thing… he felt his blood boil. Then it simmered… and finally, it became as calm as the see, flowing but silently, enough for you to see your reflection.

 

Alfador was almost upon him now…

 

His eye shot open. He remembered how he was taught to connect each battle to something symbolic… and as he looked in the fiery, hate-filled eyes of his nemesis, he found what he was looking for.

 

Alfador was a flame… a volcano, a burning ember, the sheer incarnation of rage… Fire… it can be doused with water. Knuckles calmed the sea storming in his heart. He'd counter the fiery assault… with a tranquil wave of defense.

 

The fire-engulfed server was a mere few steps away now, ready to pound him with his attack. The guardian readied himself. His motions had to be fluid, and perfect, like water. As the hot-headed aggressor raised his flaming fist to deliver a final blow to the tranquil, pre-meditated defender, time seemed to freeze for that one moment, capturing the true natures of anger and peace. Time did not freeze in reality, however, and it eventually resumed, as all discontinued things must, at a certain point.

 

“DIIIIIIEEEEE!” Alfador roared, lowering his fist, top speed, top power.

 

A loud sound, like a SMAT can be heard, as the echidna, despite having only half his sight, perfectly knocked the attack to the side… and, in one fluid motion, brought his counter attack to the enemy's chest.

 

Alfador's face twisted in sheer pain, then it went blank, staring off into the distance, as blood seeped from his lip. The echidna's palm, not even clenched, still rest on the area near his heart. As the server fell to the ground, motionless, it became more and more obvious that the sheer impact of the attack had targeted his heart, killing him from the inside.

 

Knuckles looked down at the body, and relaxed his tensed, burned muscles.

 

“…There's no way you can strengthen life-supporting organs… so if you get hit by that attack… you're going to succumb.” He stated, bending over, and feeling the neck for a pulse… He shook his head. Such a waste of good fighting ability.

 

“I guess you can't hear me, then…” He lamented. The echidna turned around, and tried to open his eye again… it wouldn't… his gut twisted when he came to a sudden realization…

 

He'd never be able to see out of that eye again.

 

End Chapter

 

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