Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Project: Blitz ❯ First Impressions ( Chapter 1 )

Tails bolted upright in his bed at hearing the horrendous explosion not too far away from his workshop, cracking his forehead against a plane wing which he had decided to build over his bed to save room in the workshop “WHAT THE CRAP WAS… *clang* DAMMIT!!” The young kit rarely cursed, however he made exceptions when he was scared to death by something not dissimilar to a field of anti tank mines exploding.

 

Meanwhile, in Tail's living room, Sonic barely stirred from his position on the sofa, a half eaten chilli dog sitting on his chest. Tail's bedroom door swung upon as he stumbled out, dragging some cargo pants on over his sneakers (yeah, I reckon he wears those in bed… for emergencies…?). Noticing that Sonic was still fast asleep, Tails, now more excited than scared, shook sonic gently “Sonic! Get up already! We have to check that noise out!” Letting out a low grunt, Sonic remained asleep. Letting out a sigh, Tails grimaced as he noticed the unfinished chilli dog on Sonic's chest. Picking it up, he hurled it towards the bin, missing his mark and splattering chilli over an assortment of machine parts. “Hey, I was eatin' that.” Tails spun round as Sonic grumbled, sitting up slowly “Come on, we have to see what happened!” “What happened where?” Sonic looked around, puzzled. Tails frowned at him in disbelief “You didn't hear it?!?” “Hear what?” Tails turned and pointed out of a window at a billowing cloud of smoke visible against the skyline. Sonic's eyes widened “Awesome! Well what are we waiting for? Let's go!” Tail's hung and shook his head, and began to follow, as Sonic zoomed out the door.

 

 

On arrival, Sonic had no trouble picking his way through the debris created by the explosion as many of the tree's had been reduced to small fires, which cast enough light so as to see where he was going. Tails, who was flying overhead and surveying the scene from above was the first to notice the injured person laying in a trench about 30 feet from the edge of the wood. Landing nearby he couldn't make out any features with the amount of light but he could see the rise and fall of the person's chest, indicating that he was still breathing “Sonic! There's someone alive over here!” Sonic ran over and knelt next to Tails “Who is he?” “How should I know? We should get him back to the workshop so that we can see how badly messed up he is.” Sonic was way ahead of him and had picked up the body into his arms “Ok. I'll get him back to your place. You call the others.” Tails nodded his head as Sonic sped off.

 

 

Several hours later, back at the workshop…

 

 

The injured guy was lying on the sofa, his right arm now in a sling, with Amy going to work on the gash in his side, armed with a suture kit, while Knuckles, Rouge and Sonic looked on at their new guest (Tails had decided to go back out and find the source of the explosion and he had also decided that calling Shadow wouldn't help matters at all.) The person had a hedgehog like appearance but it wasn't quite right. His quills were a lot longer and thinner than Sonic's or Shadow's and they didn't protrude backwards as much. They drooped more like Knuckle's dreadlocks. He sported a pair of extremely battered, loose fitting, baggy jeans with one leg missing below the knee, while the other knee featured 2 gaping holes. His torso was covered by a plain black shirt or what was now left of it. He was blue in colour, not like Sonic though. This guy was a very dark blue as opposed to Sonic's true blue shade.

 

Finishing her intricate stitching, Amy stood up and took a step back as the person started to stand and groan “Where the hell am I?” “You're in the mystic ruins, pal” Sonic cut in quickly before anyone else could answer “We found you down by the woods after some major explosion, you were messed up bad.” “No really? I hadn't noticed the crippling pain coursing through my body. Thanks for keeping me posted.” Sonic was taken back by this by this remark but before he could respond, Amy interfered “Hey! He just helped save your life. You can't talk to him like that!” “I just got blown the fuck up, so I'll talk to whomever, however I like.” Amy's rage visibly built up in her features; her fists tightened and her face contorted “WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!?” “Look, I'd like to see you get the shit kicked out of you, blown up and then fuckin' entrenched, and not be a tiny bit pissed off.” He turned to face the rest of the group, leaving Amy lost for words and staring at his back “By the way, I'm Blitz, pleasure to meet you all.”

 

 

Amy: Why does Blitz have to be such an asshole?

 

Me: You know he's based on me right?

 

Amy: Why are you such an asshole?

 

Me: Good question.

 

Sonic: Why does he have to be blue?

 

Me: Why not?

 

Sonic: But I'm the supposed to be the blue guy :[

 

Me: I care why?

 

Amy: Asshole…

 

Me (holding RPG): You were saying?

 

Amy + Sonic: ……………

 

Me: 0wN3D

 

 

P.S. Criticism is always welcome, hint hint… :]