Over a year late… I have hit an all time low. On your behalf, of my fans, I am truly sorry. I'm in my freshmen year at college, but that no excuse. I made a new year resolution to write more, and now I starting (Sloth, thou are my sin!) I wish to say that I have started on the next chapter, but… I made you wait too long already, so I gonna give you a short but important filler chapter. Not only that, but I will try to improve the grammar and spelling in the pervious chapters. By the way, I sort trying to use the stories from both Archie and Sonic X.
Retcon.
The Ancient Walkers floated in their void, chanting words again and again in ancient tongue (or at least whatever floating masks used to talk with.) Since the creation of Mobius, the three have always protected the planet from the natural forces that who scoured the planet. Their power is as great and mysterious to that of the cosmos, though law bounds them from directly interfering lives of Mobius, they can make 'slight alteration' to them, such as a slight change of personality, or one's memory.
As Jules and Chuck fly back to their home at Knothole, a strange feeling came to their minds.
"Uh, Chuck," said the supersonic hedgehog, "What did we do for the last couple of days?"
"I-I," spurted the elder brother, "I don't remember. Last thing I can remember is seeing a floating island."
"I seem to recall that I was gold colored and was fighting a giant mammoth thing at some point."
"Maybe we been flying too long over seas, over minds are starting to play tricks on us. We're lucky enough to not crash this far."
"Yeah," replied Jules skeptically, "Mind tricks. That what it is…"
Angel Island: Shrine of the Master Emerald…
Locke mediated under the glow of the Master Emerald, and soon enough, the Acient Walker's magic spell took his memoies of Shadow, Jules, Maria and his entire adventure of earth away. But as powerful the Ancient Walkers are, they are not the divine supreme. The energies of the Master Emerald had mange to save at least a fragment of the Guardian's memory of his time on ARK, though not the time or the place. Locke had retain his interest in the concept of genetic grafting and the exposure to Chaos Energy that was demonstrated for him the ARK. Perhaps this could be a key to improving the line of guardians with the next generation…
The Ancient Walker's work has been done. The unnatural events that occur have been removed the most indulged minds.
"You certainly pull a lot of strings to retain the 'natural' order of things." Said a voice.
"Merlin Prower." Said the Ancient Walkers in Unison, "Show yourself. You're constant fetish of using the invisibility charm is useless agianist use."
And in front of them, a young bright brown fox with a red gotee dressed in a blue robe appeared before them. He simply gave a sly smile, "It's a just a habit. I am going to act behind most of the scenes for the future guardian and my future nephew."
The Ancient Walkers were not amused by their acolyte's attitude, "You have a disagreement with our methods, Prower?"
"I just saying that the Black Hedgehog may be to some use to your great plan-" But the fox magician was interrupted.
"He is an unnatural creature. His future and powers are unseen our foresight, he as great a threat as Mogul."
"So is the Chosen One. You're willing to trust the safety of the entire existence of everything in a mere child's hands but can't trust a disciplined teenager being free?"
"We have seen plans he past and future, Shadow will disrupt everything that we had laid out for the new generation."
"I've seen them too, but is this really necessary?"
"As long there are no interruptions in our plans, Shadow the hedgehog will be die saving the earth from Prof. Gerald's madness."
"And what of Black Doom? He will return one day. And the only who can match him in power is Shadow."
"The heroes shall dispose of him, we for see it."
"And out pure curiosity, what if Shadow manage to survive and encounters Black Doom?"
"Then everything shall be displace. We have seen countless possibilities and outcomes, all of them depend on Shadow himself, he could save the planet or destroy it."
"So Shadow can be of use for good!"
"The chances are too great! SHADOW MUST DIE! WE HAVE SPOKEN."
And in their angered state, the Ancient Wlakers sent the fox-sorcerer back to his home. They know deep down it was not heir nature to do any creature, but it has to be done. The Ancient Walkers were the ones who guarded the safety the Mobius for eternity, they know what is needed to be done.