Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Miles 'Foxy' Prower! ❯ The Enmity Thickens ( Chapter 21 )

Well, I promised you more Miles Foxy by the end of the week, and I'll live up to that!

 

Of course, I'm only SO fast, and by `the end of the week', I meant the end of my spring break, meaning Sunday. It's… uh, currently 6:13 AM on a Friday morning, (yeah, I'm nocturnal, haven't slept yet, but I'm just like that) but… well, who knows! It's not my style to plan things, so I'll just wing it.

 

Let's see where the story goes, ah?

 

“Miles `Foxy' Prower!” Chapter 21: “The Enmity Thickens”

 

“Fire in the hole!” Shouted the young GUN lieutenant, making a motion with his arm.

 

The battlefield, another gray, ruined city, erupted with noise. Thousands of pistols cracked like whips, bombs exploded in a mighty, thunderous sound that could only be described as loud, and frightening. Generals barked orders at their men, jet planes whizzed across the sky, leaving a tearing sonic boom in their wake… the noise… the commotion, the utter calamity… it only grew louder, until you couldn't tell what you were hearing any more… it all meshed together, until it was a huge, unbearable conglomeration of sheer terror… and all you know is it's noise… Was this the sound of chaos?

 

The sounds finally fade, though you still hear the horrible reminder of a ringing that the noise left in it's wake, regardless.

 

The dust covered faces of the young soldiers, willing to give their life for their cause, looked on hopefully, as the smoke cleared…

 

One soldier, a young, handsome man's eyes shrank, as he looked on in utter astonishment… It was not the look of what he had done… It was the look of what he was not able to do.

 

“I…It's…” He uttered, surrounded by the sound of a thousand men… shaking in their boots.

 

“Hahahaha… Foolish mortals.” Said the mighty titan, looking down upon them, unscratched by even their greatest weapons.

 

The mighty Master Emerald Titan, within which dwelled the fearsome demon Bacillus, held out it's hand, this simple motion causing every man, mere ants waiting to be crushed, flinch considerably. Though they were not cowards… being brave when their situation was so terribly hopeless… it was not an easy thing to do.

 

“Ah… The enmity is thick… Yes… Enmity is truly a malevolent, wonderful thing… It is the root of all chaos. It leads to anguish, then to anger, then to destruction, which in turn creates impurity, giving birth to true chaos. Hahaha… Hopeless human filth… Allow me to shed a tear to commemorate your impending doom.” Said the mighty giant. A moment passed… and from the glowing, neon green eyes of the Titan, dripped a single speck of water.

 

The drop splashed on the ground, before the army, whom stared at it, in confusion. But, foolish or not, all of them felt the ominous, evil feeling that only comes with pointless death, and…

 

As Bacillus pointed out, enmity.

 

Suddenly, the tear grew, and the men closest to it leaped back, and aimed their weapons at it, looks of pure horror etched into many of their battle-smudged faces. The water grew into a puddle, then into several puddles… It just kept multiplying.

 

The puddles bubbled ominously… seeming to boil. The troops backed up, looking at those in command of their unit, eyes questioning, but receiving only an equally unsure, confused look, rather than an order.

 

Then, something horrifying happened… The water, it rose, and took a bizarre shape… Each puddle began to stir, and rise in a similar manner… Until a familiar-looking liquid creature formed, this time in spades.

 

“It's…! It's the Chaos creature!” Said one soldier, remembering the water-like being, which had been all over the news years ago.

 

“…Chaos creatures!” Another corrected, terrified by the growing numbers.

 

The creature in front of the others, slightly bigger, tilted it's head, and looked at them.

 

A moment passed, and the two armies, one much larger, but still vastly intimidated, stared each other down.

 

“….YAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Came the rebel-like battle cry from a private, and immediately after, the rat-at-at-tat of his rapid-fire rifle.

 

The bullets wasted no time reaching their targets… and zipping right through them, before falling hopelessly to the ground. Another dragging, horrendously long moment of terror clawed it's way across the army, before the puppeteer spoke:

 

“This is but a small fragment of my power… I will enjoy watching it decimate you… Kill them.” At the very moment the order was given, the blops of chaos charged, and the troops of GUN were instantly divided and confused…

 

Some attacked, either in fear, or in bravery, though none struck any sort of weakness. Many fled, and others just stood their, shaking. The creatures… They were more than formidable… And, sadly, it became exceedingly obvious that the soldiers of Earth didn't stand a chance.

 

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Far off in the distance, upon a totaled building, stood a mysterious figure, speculating from afar. The wind blew his scarf, but his hood remained over his head, keeping the person's identity hidden. Under the hood, though you could not see the face, you could see the neon pink eyes flash, almost glowing. They narrowed, seeming to examine the mayhem that unfolded, and the giant amidst all of it. No emotion bar a grim sense of purpose enchanted the presence.

 

The mystery character pulled from his pockets, an odd, unidentifiable device, which he flipped open with his gloved palm. The creature's bodily structure was human, for the most part, but he wore a strange, unearthly manner of clothes, which looked like a mesh of ceramic plating and an adhesive material that hugged his body. It was some kind of suit, it appeared.

 

The device, similar in shape to a cell phone lit up, and projected a screen of light, upon which was the face of a beautiful, platinum-blonde woman. She looked human… the only noticeable difference were her ears, which were longer, and pointed downward.

 

“*fzzt* Wyatt, do you read?*crak*” Said the woman on the high-tech device's screen.

 

“Roger, just barely. This planet has poor reception.” `Wyatt' told her, pulling from his sack of equipment another device, similar to a laptop, but far more technically advanced.

 

“*snap*-k. What are your specs on the cause of the current flux of power on that planet?” She asked. He pressed a few keys on the strange device he'd set out to the side, and examined the screen.

 

“I'm doing a scan as we speak, be patient, Tiffany.” He told her, as he tapped a few more keys meticulously. He stared at the screen for a moment. “Oh, well this is interesting.”

 

“What did you find out?”

 

“Looks like we got a runner. Bacillus, a Valbozian. Looks like he escaped his sentence and fled to this planet more than two millinia ago. The tracking device they planted inside of him after he stood trial is still functioning, even after all that time, it seems.” Said Wyatt.

 

“So that's what that signal was… wait, two thousand years? What measure of year are you using?” She asked.

 

“Well, on this planet, it's called Earth by the way, looks like time for a year's measured in 365 twenty-four hour days. That's really not far off from the system on Lode.”

 

“That's strange… I don't recall reading or hearing anything about Valbozians having such a long life span. It exceeds more than two of ours…” She explained. Wyatt removed his hood, revealing short, yet unruly hair a similar hue of hers. Their eyes were the same pink as well, and they also shared the trait of long ears, but Wyatt had a black stripe on the side of his face.

 

“Well, maybe we got lucky. He's still got a huge bounty on his head, and by the looks of things, he must be an old geezer by now.” Said the young man, continuing his scan for more information.

 

“There's still a bounty after all this time? What is it?” She asked him.

 

“Half a million credits. This guy must've done something seriously illegal, by the looks of it.” He explained.

 

“It was probably murder, Wyatt, he's probably dangerous. Do you want me to materialize you a weapon through subspace?” She asked him. He looked at her as if she were crazy.

 

“SUBspace? What are we, heathens? That form of teleportation is way too out-of-date to work on a planet with such a high atmospheric pressure, Tiff, are you nuts?” He asked, rhetorically.

 

“Well, it's all we have at the moment, until we can earn enough credits to do some renovations to our tele-module, Wy, so you'll just have to bring that convict in to the intergalactic authorities if you want to upgrade.” She said, casting him a stern look over the screen. “Do you already have a weapon?”

 

“Yeah, I brought the Gravitic Pulse Cannon, no worries.” He said, though no weapon was visibly present.

 

“THAT thing? It's huge! Are you using a pre-existing subspace to store it?” She asked him. He shook his head.

 

“Yeah, but it's not a subspace, that's too unstable. I'm using gravitic space and a B.E. Switch. It's a lot more efficient than carrying it around wherever I go.” He explained to her. She looked angry for a minute.

 

“Where in the world did you get that kind of an upgrade?! How much did it cost? Not even the intergalactic police have gravitic space technology!” She lectured.

 

“Not standard issue, no, but the higher ranks use it.” He told her, seeming more laid back.

 

“It's ILLEGAL for a civilian to carry techs of that level on a planet with such a low level of development! And where in the world did you get a B.E. Switch attachment? How much did THAT cost? Binary Existence equipment isn't cheap, you know!” She said, continuing to lecture him. By his face, you could tell he was getting annoyed at this point with her.

 

“I can't operate the cannon's gravitic space without one, Tiffany. And I can't use subspace on this planet without causing an atmospheric imbalance, and I CERTAINLY can't lug that thing around with me on this rock, with it's ridiculous gravitational pull…”

 

“What? Is the gravity of that planet stronger than Lode's?” She asked him, seeming worried now. He was noticeably sweating, now that she was paying attention.

 

“Yeah, according to my scan it's about 1.25 times bigger than our planet, so it's gravitational field is that much stronger. I think I should be all right though, I'll get used to it.” Wyatt explained.

 

“Ok… Did you bring any shields?” She asked him. He shook his head.

 

“Just the emergency electro-magnetic units on my suit, why?” He asked.

 

“*scoff* I swear, Wyatt, you're so reckless! You may be on a less developed planet, but if the Earthling's are immune to the gravity there, they're probably physically stronger than you are, being a Lodian.” She said to him, explaining the dangers.

 

“Yeah yeah. The Earthling's look more or less like humanoids descended from primates, just like us, bar a few little differences. If they get hostile, I'll just tell them I'm an Earthling.” He told her, trying to make her stop worrying. She shook her head at him.

 

“You always make things sound so easy. What about the Valbozian? That race is notorious for it's intelligence and psychological control over inanimate AND animate objects… You could get in trouble, big time, if something goes wrong with your equipment.” She informed him.

 

“Well you don't have to jinx me, god. And I know what a Valbozian is, Tiff, I've been to Valboz.” He chuckled at her a little. “Jeez, you worry too much.”

 

“And you don't worry enough! Don't come crying to me when you find yourself in a jam, no shields to protect you.” She countered.

 

“I'll be fine.” He assured her.

 

“You better be. Ok… one last thing, do you have your communicator?” She asked.

 

“Can't live without one.” He said, holding the device up to show her. She nodded.

 

“Alright. Carry on with your extraction and try not to make too much of a clamber with that toy of yours. You're on a backwater planet in a whole different galaxy, you have to strive to keep a low profile.”

 

“I know, I know, I've done this a million times before. Wyatt out.” He said, closing the gadget he was using to communicate with her, and putting it in his rucksack, along with the rest of his equipment. He pulled the hood back over his head, and looked at the carnage in the distance one last time, before his body was consumed in light, and disappeared altogether.

 

 

 

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“Shoot… Looks like the Nano-Holo's really run out of power. I can't seem to boot it up.” Said the kit, talking to himself as he often did when alone. He rubbed his temples in frustration.

 

“I could've rooted out the emergency supply, but apparently somebody's tinkered with it… Probably Eggman.”

 

Nobody to answer but himself, he nodded his agreement.

 

The fox-boy paced about his workshop, mind hard at work on a means of destroying the titan. The first thing he thought of, of course was the Typhoon. B.O.O.S.T. was a formidable weapon, for sure, but he was skeptical if it would be enough. Even if he could get a lock, and empty all his ammunition into the titan, if it were to survive, he'd be toast. Also, from what he'd seen in the past, Super Sonic had more force behind one of his attacks than a nuclear warhead, and HE couldn't even defeat the giant.

 

“…Dammit, we don't have time to be indecisive, Tails!” He told himself, slamming his fist on his table.

 

Tails had seen the destruction the titan had unleashed upon several cities now, and as he was sitting here, thinking, he knew the beast was rending another city asunder. If they didn't stop him quick, he'd tear the country apart, heck even the world. Worried, the boy pulled from his pocket his master remote, and flicked his tv on. It was already turned to the news.

 

“…-nd the world is in a state of global urgency, as the giant, emerald-like being is, even at this very moment, tearing South Island apart. The best soldiers GUN has to offer are fighting, but as you can see, these strange, liquid like creatures that reports say…”

 

At that point, a film clip of said creatures came up, and Tails couldn't believe his eyes.

 

“Ch-Chaos!? How can that be…!?” The vulpine genius questioned, remembering the fight with the watery being long ago… He thought and thought, and his brilliant mind finally started to make sense out of it all.

 

“…So Chaos must've been created by Bacillus the whole time! Great, just great, now we not only have the titan, but an army of Chaos's to deal with!” He said, grumbling irritably as he tried to think of something.

 

“Well, at least this time they can't power themselves up with the chaos emeralds…” He said, trying to think positively for a change. He smiled rather hopelessly, and it faded as his head slumped.

 

“*sigh*… Something doesn't fit. Why did Bacillus send out only one Chaos all those years ago if he had the capability of doing this? Why…” He thought, and thought, and finally, his mind stumbled on something.

 

“…The hymn!” He shouted, eyes wide. He pulled out a piece of paper and started jotting random thoughts down, as he often did.

 

“I don't know the specifics, but it seems like the hymn is the key that both locks and unleashes whether, and in what amount Bacillus's power is present… and from what Armic said it's determined by the user's will… so… If Eggman released some of the demon's power by reciting the hymn, then somebody with pure intentions should be able to use it to lock it back up… right?” He asked himself.

 

He didn't really know the answer, but if the logic provided by Armic were true, and if he weren't misconceiving the information, it should work.

 

However, the boy was still skeptical. He didn't like running on theories that had high probability of being unfounded, but he found that he really had no other choice. He pulled out his cell phone and started dialing a familiar number….

 

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The sable hedgehog's eyes shrank as he shook his head in disbelief. What had happened? This was… a miracle? No, such things did not exist, he thought.

 

Shadow walked up and grabbed the boy by the collar, his eyes wild and questioning.

 

“What did you just do?” He demanded to know, calmly, but very grimly.

 

Everyone just stared, as Armic continued to smile, knowing he'd done no wrong. He held up the gemstone, which was now solid black, and no longer shimmered. A wind picked up, and, to everyone's astonishment, the thing turned to ash and blew away in the wind. He gave Shadow a very welcoming look.

 

“Please, I've done you no wrong… I know it hurt, but it was worth being able to talk again, was it not?” He asked. Shadow just looked skeptical for a second, then realized he was being unfair, and let the boy go. The hedgehog was silent for a moment, looking very deep in thought. He looked up after a moment.

 

“Forgive me, but I'd like to know exactly what you just did to me, and how you did it.” He said, his voice the same as it had always been, smooth, dark, and mysterious.

 

“I know, how in the world did you give Shadow his voice back, Armic?” Asked Amy, her eyes practically bugging out, still, at what she'd seen moments earlier. Everyone was still in a serious state of shock from the events that unfolded after the young immortal performed such an amazing trick. Armic only scratched the back of his head modestly, and smiled.

 

“Easy now, don't fret, I shall explain the phenomena. Actually, considering what I've already told you all, you should already know what I just did. Were sir Tails and his magic device present, he would've already figured it out, I gather.” He mused, seeming to look up to the fox's intelligence. He saw that nobody was humoring his rambling, so he just sweatdropped and cleared his throat, ready to explain…

 

Briiing. Briiiing.

 

Everyone looked around for a moment as the noise interrupted a much-desired explanation, and eventually they found the source…

 

Chris sweatdropped as they all stared at him. He pulled out his cell phone awkwardly, and looked at the ID. His eyes grew wide when he looked at it.

 

“Oh! I have to take this… I'll just uh… You guys go on ahead, you can tell me later.” He explained, answering it and walking into his tent.

 

Armic cocked his head, looking confused.

 

“Why would anyone carry such an inconvenient device?” He asked. Amy shook her head, and sighed.

 

“It's only inconvenient when people leave it on all the time...” She said. Most nodded, as the `fond' memories of countless movies and church services ruined because some jackass forgot to turn off their cell came flooding back to them. Armic didn't look as though he understood, but he cast the thought aside, for the time.

 

“Well, anyway, as I was saying… What you just saw was what is called Crystology. It's a powerful, yet fundamental form of magic that can be channeled through gemstones, or Crystals.” He explained. Rouge, who'd been paying attention more than anyone else during the parts of Armic's explanation that involved jewels, suddenly realized what he was talking about.

 

“Oh, now I remember… You said that the people of Crystal Kingdom had a sacred art of magic that was manipulated through the use of gems. Was that what you just did…?” She asked. She had been awfully sad to see the stone turn to ash, but she had to admit, she was fascinated. He nodded, happy that she understood.

 

“Yes my lady, it was. It's not that complicated really… Upon studies that our alchemists and runologists did long ago, certain symbols, or Glyphs, have certain capabilities when combined with specially grown gems.” He turned to Shadow. “The gem you just saw me use for that little spell was called a Gossip Crystal, used especially in cases such as yours. Back in the day of Crystal Kingdom, people used that spell for such a little thing as a common cough.” He added. Shadow folded his arms, impressed.

 

“…That's amazing. I suppose I should be thanking you, then.” He said, bowing just a bit. Armic scratched his head modestly.

 

“Oh, it was nothing really, Crystology's very easy to learn, but apparently it's extinct, since none of you've ever seen it.” He said.

 

Rouge's ears perked up when she heard him say that it was easy to learn, and she began to wonder…

 

Armic continued rambling on about it, regardless.

 

“The catch of the art is the fact that each crystal can only handle one spell, and there's also the difficulty of knowing what gem does what, what symbol it must be inscribed with, which glyph you should draw, what the glyph does, and all that. Not to mention the hardship of growing them…” He said, putting his little bag back into his pocket.

 

“Yeah, and that little rhyming chant thingy must be hard to memorize, too, eh?” Sonic added. Armic looked at the hedgehog for a moment, confused. When he realized what he was talking about, he laughed.

 

“Ahahaha! Oh that? No, no, that was just for show, I made that up on the spur of the moment.” He admitted, causing everybody to promptly face-vault.

 

Shadow's face softened and he shook his head, returning to his ever-serious self.

 

“Getting back to the matter at hand, I have something to say to you all. I came here because I heard Armic's explanation of the situation, and I think I have a pl…” He began, but he was cut off by Chris.

 

“Hey everybody! Awesome news! Tails has a plan on how to stop the Titan, and I really think it might work!” He shouted, unable to hide his excitement. Shadow grumbled irritably, but nobody noticed. He remembered only one thing about his voice… He didn't like being interrupted when he was using it.

 

“Bout time! What is it?” Sonic asked, not as ecstatic as the others were becoming, as he'd expected this of his genius friend, but still curious.

 

“Well, he says he wants to talk to Armic about it.” He said, holding the cell phone out to the boy.

 

A moment passed, and the Chaos boy just looked at the device, wondering what he was supposed to do. Before anyone else could say anything, Tails's voice could be barely heard from the phone:

 

“You put it up to your ear, Armic.” He said. Armic jumped a little.

 

“What manner of sorcery is this!?” He asked, feeling intimidated by the compact item.

 

“Armic, it's just a phone. It's a device that allows you to talk to somebody far away without having to visit them.” Cream explained, her smile reassuring him that it was safe. Reluctantly, the boy took the device, and held it awkwardly toward his head, facing his ear.

 

“H-…hello?” He said. Everyone in the group sweatdropped.

 

“Armic, you're holding it backwards…” Explained Chris, an apathetic smile on his face.

 

“Oh, sorry.” He said, seeming embarrassed as he flipped the gadget around the right way. “Um…Sir Tails?”

 

“Just Tails is fine.” The kit said on the other line.

 

“Oh, very well. You had something you wanted to tell me?” He asked.

 

“Yeah. I've come up with an idea for how to defeat, or at least weaken the Titan, but I thought I'd run it by you to see if it might really work.”

 

“Oh, very well, I'm listening.”

 

“Well…”

 

Everyone stared on as Armic listened to Tails's words, and pretty much only Cream could hear what they were saying, and Chris, who more or less already knew was just standing there, waiting for something to happen. Everyone else had the look of curiosity on their face, dying to know what the fox boy had cooked up.

 

Armic nodded several times, and gave Tails a little bit of feedback, until finally the boy scratched his chin, looking pensive.

 

“Hmm... I'd never thought of that… Actually, I don't see any reason why it wouldn't work, but then again, the hymn is a very powerful spell. I'm really not sure what will happen if we use it…” He said. Everyone's ears perked up, and became ever more curious. Shadow scoffed.

 

“Prower beat me to it. That was my plan.” He said, sourly, folding his arms. Sonic chuckled at him.

 

“Yeah, yeah, sure it was.” He teased. Shadow only looked at him bitterly, and then to the sky.

 

Armic nodded again.

“I agree, it's worth a try, but I have a bad feeling. We should be careful if we are to do that. But it's ok, I have a back-up plan.” He said, looking in Sonic's direction for a moment. Sonic cocked his head, but smiled.

 

Armic nodded once more.

 

“You'll see.” He told Tails simply.

 

After another moment, Armic looked around, and handed Chris the phone. He smiled.

 

“This era is so strange.” He said, probably referring to the technological advances. Chris smiled.

 

“Heh, if you think a cell phone is weird, you should see some of the gadgets Tails comes up with.” He said, reflecting on some of the good ol' days, when Tails was always inventing something new and interesting. Everyone looked at Armic.

 

“So what's the plan?” Rouge asked. He looked pensive for a moment.

 

“It's not that complicated, really…but… I think all of you should get some sleep, for the time being.” He said, noticing Cream's drooping eyelids. “I'll explain it to you in the morning, if that's alright with everyone.”

 

Everybody, more or less nodded, feeling sleepy after a night filled with surprises. Chris scratched his neck.

 

“Yeah, me and Cream haven't slept in the longest time…” He clarified, looking at the girl, who nodded. Sonic yawned.

 

“Sleep it is! If any of you wake me up, I'll vaporize you!” Said Eggman, stretching, and yawning, all the while trying to threaten people with his plasma pistol. Sonic laughed as he watched the doctor slink into the tent drowsily.

 

“Way ahead of ya, pal! Night all.” He said, going back to his tent with Amy's assistance. The girl walked Sonic to his cot, tucked him in, and promptly came out and went to her own tent after.

 

Bidding good night to everyone in the vicinity, Cream followed Amy back to her tent, Knuckles went back not long after Sonic, and eventually everyone had gone back into their tent, bar Rouge, Shadow, and Armic.

 

“Well… I guess I should go back as well. Shadow? Would you like to…” Armic began to offer, but Shadow cut him off.

 

“No, that's alright, you've done enough for me already. Besides, I don't sleep during the night.” He admitted. Rouge nodded, knowing she used to be the same way, nocturnal by nature.

 

With that, Shadow began to take his leave, seeming hurried, as he could feel the sunrise nearing them.

 

“Wait, where are you going?” Armic asked him. He turned his head back.

 

“It's complicated, I'll tell you some other time. Suffice to say, I wouldn't be caught dead in sunlight…” He told them. They didn't laugh, because they didn't understand that it was a joke. He frowned. “…You'll see me again tomorrow night… I'll tell you all about it then. Until that time, goodbye.” He said, walking off, in search of a good shelter for the coming day.

Before he could disappear from sight, however, he stopped once more, and turned around one last time, looking at Armic. “Thank you again. The debt shall be repaid, that I swear.” He told him. Armic only smiled and waved.

 

And with that, the raven hedgehog disappeared into the night.

 

Armic looked up at the sky, and Rouge smiled, looking up with him. She had taken a liking to the boy, to say the least, after all the things he'd done. A moment of quiet passed between them, nothing to do but stare up and count the stars. Rouge let out a long, deep breath, seeming relieved now that all the ruckus had passed, at least for the time.

 

“Just you and me now, eh?” She said, looking at him. Armic didn't notice until she said that, and looked at her. He smiled, and nodded.

 

Another moment passed, and suddenly Armic turned to her again.

 

“Miss Rouge.” He said. She looked at him.

 

“Yes, jewel boy?” She said, teasing him. He smiled at that, but then, he smiled at everything, it seemed.

 

“…I wanted to say… that you have a powerful Crystological force, much stronger than any of the others… It's even stronger than mine.” He explained. She looked interested and gave him her undivided attention.

 

“Crystological force?” She parroted, curious as to what that was exactly. He nodded.

 

“Yes, it's… well, it's complicated, but in short, it's a person's aptitude for channeling the power of gemstones. After you've been exposed to the art for a while, you can sort of sense it. Yours is the strongest I've felt in ages.” He said. It was quiet for a second, and he looked down shyly. “You'd make a fine Crystologist.” He added.

 

She chuckled, seeming flattered.

 

“Well, I've always had a certain love for pretty rocks.” She admitted. He laughed at her, and she grinned, her aquamarine eyes trailing from the sky to the ground, looking pensive.

 

Another moment passed. It wasn't exactly awkward, nor was it mellow or soothing… it was just silence.

 

“…Armic.” She called. He turned his attention to her, ready to help, as always.

 

“Yes, Miss Rouge?”

 

For once, the bat actually looked a tad shy about what she was about to ask him. She decided to try and be subtle about it.

 

“…So… you said that Crystology was easy to learn…?” She prodded gently, cautiously.

 

He looked at her, surprised at first, but then he just smiled. He could see in her eyes what she was trying to ask him, and he was more than happy to comply; it was his joy to help his new friends in any way he could.

 

“…I'll teach you.” He said.

 

End Chapter

 

Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Looks like Armic's gonna teach Rouge how to do a little magic! Do you think she'll be any good at it? And what of Tails's (well, it was technically Shadow's first) plan? Will it work, or will Armic have to cop out plan B? And what IS plan B, I wonder? (no, I'm not that stupid, it's MY plot twist, for god's sake)

 

And who in the world are these mysterious Ocs (yes, they're OC's… Hey, shut up, chill… you'll warm up to them… I hope.) from another world, and what are they doing here?

 

You want to know the answers to all of these horrible, horrible questions? THEN REVIEW, DAMMIT! Hahahaha!!

 

…No seriously, please? I need them. NEED… MORE…. (can you tell I'm REALLY tired of writing at this point? Yeah, I'm all burnt out…)

 

Ok so, yeah, I know adding even MORE complications isn't exactly going to help this story, but if you have a good sense of comprehension then there's no problem, right? It's not too confusing to me… and I want my readers to be on the same level of intellect as I am! Not TOO awfully hard, right? Heh. Yeah, don't answer that.

 

And yeah, I know, this one was kind of short, but It was practically a double-update! Gimme a break!

 

But anyway, here it is, as I promised, before the end of the week. Whew! I'm tired… Well, until next chapter… Be ready, it might be here sooner than you think! Sayonara!