Jet and the Secret Rings Chapter 11: Final Chapter, a sonic the hedgehog fanfic

JET AND THE SECRET RINGS

I dedicate this chapter to my mentor, Kiba Sniper, and my new friend, Onix Attack for supporting this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own the sonic characters, just the OC's

Chapter Eleven: Final Chapter

"No longer am I the Babylon Guardian. I am, once more...Erazor Djinn!" Erazor Djinn proclaimed. "Oh, come on! There is no way that my luck is that bad!" Jet complained. The biggest shocker of all had come to Jet. The Babylon Guardian was really the Erazor Djinn that he had heard many terrible stories about. Erazor Djinn held up the crystal box and gave a smile that sent chills down Jet's spine. "3000 years, I have waited to escape from that shell and thank to you, I now have all the pieces of the puzzle." Erazor Djinn said as he threw the crystal box at Jet. Jet caught the crystal box in his hand and looked to Erazor Djinn with anger in his eyes. "So what if you're the Erazor Djinn from the stories. That doesn't mean I'm still going to give you the rings!" Jet shouted. Erazor Djinn unsheathed his razor and said "I'll carve you to pieces until I find them." Erazor Djinn said. "I'd like to see you try." Jet challenged. "Then prepare for your doom." Erazor Djinn said.

A circle of flame surrounds Erazor Djinn before he grew fifteen feet tall. "Let's end this. I've been waiting to end things with you for a long time!" Jet exclaimed. "Then we will! I will shut that beak of yours permanently!" Erazor exclaimed. Erazor Djinn first attacks with his razor vertically twice, but Jet moves to the left and then right to avoid the attacks. Then, Erazor Djinn tries to swipe at Jet horizontally, but when the razor reaches Jet, he just disappears. "What where did he go?!" Erazor Djinn questions. Erazor Djinn then hears a whistling sound coming from his razor. Erazor Djinn looks over at his razor, only to be pounded in the face by one of Jet's fans and be knocked to the ground. "Hah, you're going to have to do better then that!" Jet shouted as he jumped down in front of Erazor Djinn.

Erazor Djinn gets back up and then disappears in a puff of black smoke. Erazor Djinn reappears over thirty feet away from Jet. "Come, Jet! And Face me!" Erazor Djinn shouts. No problem!" Jet shouts back as he pulled out both his fans. Jet charged at Erazor Djinn, but then Erazor Djinn charged at Jet with blinding speed. Erazor Djinn was too fast for Jet to attack at was swiped clean by Erazor Djinn's razor. Jet fell to the ground on his knees while clutching the severe wound on his chest. Erazor Djinn stopped another thirty feet away and says "Give it up, Jet! You can not hope to defeat me!" Erazor Djinn proclaimed. Jet got back to his feet as Erazor Djinn charged at Jet to deliver the final blow. "It over!" Erazor Djinn shouts. Thinking fast, Jet used the power of the soul gauge and shouts "TIME BREAK!" Time itself had stopped which gave Jet then perfect opportunity to strike. Jet jumped in the air as time resumed. Jet clutched both of his fans together and delivered a critical blow to Erazor Djinn's head.

That final blow made its mark as Erazor Djinn fell to the ground in defeat. "N...no...This isn't possible!" Erazor Djinn said, refusing to believe he had been defeated by Jet. "Give it up, Erazor! You've lost!" Jet shouted. Erazor gets to his knees and transforms into a puff of black smoke. The smoke then disappears behind a door on the other side of the room. "Jet?!" Shahra calls out. "Ah, I'm okay. I'm still..." Jet was cut off. "That door. What is it?" Shahra asked. "I don't know." Jet replied. Jet looks over the door and notices that the door held seven different colored ring-shaped holes in it. "There must be some sort of... Offering we need to make." Shahra said. ""When the seven rings that control the worlds are gathered, the portal between worlds shall open." We've got the seven World Rings. This must be the door that they open!" Jet concluded.

Jet places the seven world rings in the proper places and the door vanishes. Jet and Shahra pass through the door and find some kind of throne in the center of the room. And sitting on the throne was Erazor Djinn himself. "You just don't give up, do you?" Jet said. "You've brought me all seven World Rings. Well done!" Erazor Djinn said. "Hey, of course! We're such good buddies, after all!" Jet joked. "Shahra! You have done well in using him to gather the rings. Now, give them to me!" Erazor Djinn commanded. "Hey, hold on! Aren't you going to do something about this?" Jet asked as he pointed to the flame on his chest. "Shahra, please, quickly! Let us rule the world together!" Erazor Djinn said. Shahra started floating towards Erazor Djinn with the seven world rings. "Shahra, stop! You can't do this! Think about what will happen!" Jet yelled. "I'm sorry. I have no choice... I just want to be back with him." Shahra said. "No! As Genie of the Ring, I command you! "Do what you truly think is right!" Jet commanded. Torn between Jet and Erazor Djinn, Shahra collapsed to the ground.

"Shahra!" Jet calls out as he ran to her side. Then, the seven world rings began floating around Erazor Djinn. Prayers - Sadness - Rage - Hatred - Joy - Pleasure – Wishes. The seven hearts that make up the stories. These are the seven World Rings that bind these pages together!" Erazor Djinn said. "Wha?" Jet said in confusion. "But the life of the collector of the rings shall be offered up in sacrifice as the key for that control." I offer up YOUR life, Jet the Hawk." Erazor Djinn proclaims. Erazor Djinn pulls out his razor and lunges at Jet. Just as he was about to strike Jet, Shahra jumps in front of Jet and takes the hit. "Shahra!" Jet yells in worry. "Jet... I'm... sorry. I knew... all along... I knew what would happen, and I still got you involved." Shahra apologized weakly. "It's okay. It's not your fault." Jet said to her. "Did I change my destiny? Did I keep our promise?" Shahra asked. "Shahra! Grant me a wish! I wish for you to not die and to go back to the way you were!" Jet wished desperately. "I'm so sorry, Master. I... cannot grant..." Shahra couldn't finish as her life was taken and the ring on Jet's finger shattered.

"Hmph. In the end, such is the weak power of a Genie of the Ring." Erazor Djinn said. The seven world rings enter Erazor Djinn's body and forces him to transform into a misshapen monster. "I am Alf Layla Wa-Layla. I AM the Arabian Nights. I will be its new creator! I will remake this world and this reality in my own image!" Alf Layla Wa-Layla said (I am just gonna call him AL for now on). "You...your nothing but a monster. You killed Shahra and I will make you pay!" Jet shouts in anger. Suddenly, Jet's crystal box floats above his head and envelopes him in a flash of light. Jet's entire body changes to a crystal color and his five head feathers stand straight up. With the power of the crystal box, Jet had become Shining Jet. "It can't be! It's him! The one that imprisoned me 3000 years ago!" AL shouted. "I am going to put an end to you!" Shining Jet proclaims.

The palace then transform into a black dimension with AL in the center of it. "I am...the creator! The stories of this world are...mine!" AL claims. "If this is your world, then it's a world I don't want to be a part of!" Shining Jet shouts. AL starts off by creating sparks of purple electricity and throws them at Shining Jet. Jet avoids the attacks by moving side way at impossible speeds. As Jet drew closer to AL, AL uses his razor tail to swing at Shining Jet at a rapid pace. While Shining Jet dodged the first few attacks, he was not able to avoid the rest and was sent back over ten feet. "You really think you are a match for me!" AL yells. "We'll just have to find out, won't we?!" Jet yells back.

AL then creates a several blue whirlpools in his multiple hands and threw them at Shining Jet. Shining Jet did nothing to avoid them, but instead he held out his hands and created a large typhoon in his hands that blocked all of the whirlpools. "Very impressive! But it will take a miracle to avoid this next attack." AL said. Al then creates a large ball of energy in his hands and threw it at Shining Jet. Seeing that there was no way of avoiding it, Shining Jet grabbed with his hands and tried his best to push it back. "It's no use. I can't do it." Shining Jet thought. "You can do it, Jet. I believe in you." Shahra's voice rang in his head. With a surprising amount of power, Shining Jet reeled back his foot and kick back the energy ball to its creator. "No! This can't be happening!" NO!!!" Al yells as the energy ball destroys him. "Your tale is finished, Erazor! Next time, try writing a better story!" Shining Jet yells as the dark dimension returns to normal.

When the room returned to normal, Erazor Djinn was lying on the floor, defeated, and Jet was sitting on the throne in front of him. Jet took notice that the flame on his chest had disappeared. Erazor Djinn gets to his knees and says "I shall not be defeated! If you defeat me, I will simply return, again and again! I am immortal! I cannot be vanquished!" Jet then pulls out the red and gold lamp Shahra gave him and shows it to Erazor Djinn. "That can't be!? That's...the" Erazor Djinn said in shock. "The genie of the lamp is supposed to grant three wishes, am I right?" Jet asked. "I will never grant any wish from the likes of you!" Erazor Djinn said. "Hmm! My first wish. Bring Shahra back to life!" Jet wished. A red beam of light leaves the lamp and shoots Erazor Djinn directly in the chest and forces him to grant Jet's wish.

Shahra's ring reappears on Jet's finger and Shahra rematerialized next to Jet. "My second wish. Return the Arabian Nights to the way they were, so that the world can have its stories again!" Jet wished. Erazor Djinn was shot again and the books words left his body to return to their original place. "My third wish." Jet was cut off by Erazor. "Hold on, Jet. Think about it. You have one wish left. You could use it to become the wealthiest person in the world. Imagine, all the treasure in the world, yours." Erazor Djinn tried to bargain, but it didn't work. "Sorry, Erazor. But I won't be bought. My third wish. Erazor Djinn! You shall live out the rest of time, trapped inside your lamp as you were in the days of old!" Jet wished and Erazor Djinn awaited his fate. But nothing happened.

"Uh...Jet." Shahra said. "Let me guess. The lamp is gone isn't it?" Jet asked. "Yes." Shahra replied. Jet looked in his hand and saw that the lamp was really gone. "Now to rid of you, forever!" Erazor Djinn shouts as he grabs his razor and swings it at Jet. But before it could hit Jet, Erazor Djinn suddenly disappeared in a puff of black smoke. "Did we win?" Shahra asked. "I...think so." Jet said, unsure if he won or not. "It's finally over." Shahra said. "Not yet. Shahra, I have one last wish." What is it, master?" Shahra asked. "I wish I was back in my world." Jet wished. "Of course. I will miss you, Jet" Shahra said. "Me too, Shahra." Jet said. And with a snap of her fingers, Jet disappeared in a flash of light.

Jet woke up and found that he was back in the Arabian Desert, only it was night time. "Whoa. What a ride." Jet said. Jet then noticed that Shahra's ring was still on his finger. "Keep this, Jet. As a token of my thanks." Shahra's voice echoed in his mind. "Thanks, Shahra." Jet said silently. "Jet, are you there? Jet?" Wave's voice came from his wrist communicator. "I'm here, Wave." Jet said. "Jet, where have you been?! I have been trying to contact you for hours!" Wave yelled at him. "Wave, have I got a story to tell you." Jet said as he looked at the Arabian Night book. Using her magical powers, Shahra changed the cover to show a picture of Jet and the title 'Jet and the Secret Rings'. With a smile on his face, Jet grabbed the magic carpet gear and flew back home to Wave and Storm.

In another part of the desert, Black Doom was waiting for something. Suddenly, a black hole appeared in the ground and Black Doom's mysterious master appeared. "So I take it, Erazor has failed?" Black Doom asked. "Why don't you ask him yourself." The mysterious person said as he pulled out Erazor Djinn's lamp and started to rub it. In a puff of black smoke, Erazor Djinn fell to the ground on his knees. "You have failed, Erazor Djinn." Black Doom said. "Who said he failed." The mysterious person said. "Huh?" Black Doom and Erazor Djinn questioned. "I never expected you to win, Erazor. All I wanted for you to do was to free yourself from you shell. Now that the there of us are together, there is only one more person needed to complete our little group." The mysterious person said. "And who is this last person we need." Black doom asked. "Let's just say, this is going to be a hell of a time." The mysterious person said as he gave a spine chilling laugh.

Seven Rings in Hand

Make-believes reborn
Myths, in mind, re-thought
Question all that's known
Legends blurred and torn

No such thing as fate for those who speed
A path out of time instead of just living it
So many things erased before they begin
Hopes un-dream instead of what could have been

Fortune fades like words in the sand
Just like that, it's nothing, it all just seems
Nothing, it all just seems
Fortune shines with seven in hand
Back to fact, make real of all that seems
Make real of all that seems

Seven rings in hand
Speed through nights with feet in sand
Seven rings in hand
Wonders all under command
Seven rings in hand
Wild with just one single hand
Seven rings in hand
Arrowed hearts catch fire now

Make-believes reborn
Myths, in mind, re-thought
Question all that's known
Legends blurred and torn

No such thing as an arrow through who dreams
Hopes may burden, but forever last to give in
So many things need a push or pull to begin
Un-free to move unless another hand gets in

Be it all the same, it's never the same
Just like that, it's nothing, it all just means
Nothing, it all just means
If all as is, then it's never as is
Back to fact, make real of all that seems
Make real of all that seems

Memories that dance
Fairytales in trance
Know what to believe
Nothing's up to chance

Make-believes reborn
Myths, in mind, re-though
Question all that's known
Legends blurred and torn

Seven rings in hand
Nights with feet in sand
Seven rings in hand
Seven rings in hand

Make-believes reborn
Myths, in mind, re-though
Question all that's known
Legends blurred and torn

Seven seas in hand
Speed of sound through sands
All our hopes and plans
In one single hand

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