Hi there

This is a Sequel to my earlier work, Entropy. If you want to understand this story fully, please read said work. I will try to incorporate much of the events as flashbacks so some might get the history behind this. If you're going to do so, please refrain from reading this straight away and head to Entropy, as this opening chapter has a lot of spoilers. However, I understand that it's quite lengthy so if you're too lazy too look back, just try to understand the gist of this story.

That being said, I welcome back loyal readers ready for the next installment.

Enjoy

Chaoskampf

1 – Waking Up

A voice came out of the blue, from the nothingness that trembled his thoughts. It was a paradox tone of the heavens yet breathed from a technological standpoint. His ears listened in to whom was speaking to him...

Of Wind, Rain and Lightning. Of Earth, Fire and Darkness. The world is sculptured by its own being. Adjourned for space and time and condemned for the consequences that follow. We sit in a cycle of hatreds, passions and heralded miracles. Brisk entries and and encore acts of kindness. For all wars that begin and for all wars the end mix in the brilliance of heroes and the terror of villains. The balance of death and rebirth, building a monument to all your sins, rejoicing, reliving, reimbursing.

For how this world has burned for 7 months under the crushing heels of a dominating dictator, his roar intimidating to all but the bravest of heroes, who stand tall. Those who have power...power beneath their feet, behind their backs within their hides. Power to bring change to every battle.. Change that is needed to culture, to cover, to evolve the world in tandem, rich in variety. Change that is inevitable for all of us. We experienced it, and you have too. We have watched the world burn. We cannot allow the world to perish. We mustn't let it crumble. We shall not let this bury life and existence itself.

You fought gallantly against those who desired your demise. And yet, those of your circle have fallen for the love the world you hold dear. We know your allies. We know your enemies. We know such truths that others are holding back and the manuscripts within the cities of old. Battles won but failed, lives saved but lost...every task had negative connotations.

Torn hearts and spirits, intermingling with those who play war games with your soul. Your inner torment split over mental contradictions, past transgressions. A warped creature of proportions greater than a negative sun. The Dream Shifter played with the Dreamer, becoming the nightmare that your reality is today. It was terribly wrong and uncalled for such drastic measures. There will be time where that justice is upheld for you. For now, the Dreamer must make haste in his world, for the Dreamer is his own Dream Shaper.

But you cannot shape the dream just yet. In order for your reality to be shaped, you must be fit of mind, body and spirit. For all attributes taken, you can start on the birth of renewal, collecting what needs to be collected, and destroying what needs to be destroyed. They are stains on this Earth! You must eradicate them! For time is running short, and the dark one is on the just course for total devastation. We need you to succeed. We need to you to be there. They want you to be there. This must come to pass or else you will have nothing left...but to protect ashes and dust of the world you called your own.

You are the designated Protector of this Earth. However, you will not be able to do it alone. For another needs your guidance, and you for they. Together...your lights will shine higher and brighter, blinding those who seek better for their selfish remnants. For they fail to know that the truth was interwoven secretly within the readings...I let you know for your own better...to heal you...to show you. But for now...we need you to wake up...

We need you Sonic...for the story is incomplete.

His consciousness was low as her felt the poundings of nearby explosion. As his senses were dragging back to his brain, his touch irking at the feeling of water swimming around in his fur. It wasn't the problem not allowing him to stand. It was cold...still colder than what it had ever been before.

His hearing returned from nothing, to a slight hollow and ruffling, muffled bunch of sounds. Mostly wind and breaking objects from the distance. Normally he would react, but still, his body did not move.

His taste re-evolved from nothing to something bitter, yet. It was dry from what ever had been on his mouth, leaving a disgusting aftertaste. Flapping his tongue about again, it was the only that seemed to be moving.

His sight...took the longest to come back. Trembling, his eyes darted from side to side. That same damn brown hue that he had grown sick of had taken over, with spots of red and other various colours scattered about...mostly blue otherwise.

His smell, dusty...moist. No real scent to be had other than burnt paper and wood, possibly rusty metals as well. Possibly combined with his taste really. None too pleasant.

It took some time for him to get back up on his feet and look around. He made sure he didn't step on any glass that appeared around him, as he rubbed his head. His legs were a bit wobbly, forcing him to lean on a nearby wall to prevent himself from falling over. Breath was needed back, but it didn't take too long until it did. Eventually, given with stretches and small exercises, the recovery was remarkably fast, since he'd been isolated from everything for ages. Looking up, he could see the gray clouds floating across that peaked through the broken roof. Something must have happened here obviously.

His last memory was getting sealed inside the Chryo Chamber and Amy's face. Last thing he remembered was her sadness at him having to be imprisoned for misdeeds that were completely out of his control. His mental state was shattered beyond repair, but...for this while, what ever it was, it allowed him to gather strength, mending the sensitive glass that resembled his sanity and formed it back together. He felt in his normal ways again, only slightly more cynical and the fraction of guilt that'd been taken out of the larger piece he'd carried.

He remembered this room well...the shackled platforms of iron, the air vents ensuring the coolness followed and broken down computers that monitored his specs. Dark in all its bleakness, walls of grey and black. Crumbled glass. He was lucky they allowed him his shoes to be on...but he failed to collect if they ever took them off at all. For what memories he did possess, there were some that weren't brought as soon as he tried to think about it, missing pieces if you will.

A gust of wind brought attention to a broken wall, allowing him out of the Chryo room and into another room. Not much difference to the Chryo. It seemed opened. He picked this out has GUN's Metropolis Branch, situated in the heart of Metropolis itself, known as Grand Metropolis. The breeze blew about, the hollowing sounds rather haunting. Sonic himself stalked across the remains of the headquarters in his humble company.

By the time he got down to the bottom floor, he walked outside in the open. As with what happened to Westopolis and Central City, it had been laid waste with attacks from all corners. Demons...robots...Buildings nearly flattened and debris everywhere, confirming the grey skies from earlier. A chilling silence failed to send chills up Sonic's spine but he was wary.

Smashed hovercars, torn clothes...pieces of scrap metal, cardboard, more glass. It looked more like a junk yard if anything. It was rather lonely, like the other cities' fates had regressed into. The wind kept it's own business in the order of creepiness but Sonic continued searching. Where would he go? What would he do? How...how did it all happen? From when he was frozen he wasn't aware Metropolis was going to get attacked and thought it's defenses were pretty good. But...it looks like he was too late. The only thing left to do now was to find some semblance of society. And possibly find who ever did this.

He took more trips down memory lane, remembering the event where Eggman had fused himself with Abbadonia, as per his surprising plan. The battle, ruthless where Sonic's rage manifested in excrutiatingly ugly ways. But...Sonic couldn't know for sure the truth of it. Not at this rate. He remembered the battle with the giant purple mecha robot that was called Echo Uniform One and The Boy. But then, in his head came soft whispers that trickled throughout his subconscious. Words that he held onto slightly whilst frozen, his mind completely sealed in darkness. It wasn't all bad, at least it allowed him to think for himself, sorting out priorities and so forth. Sonic knew he wouldn't have gotten out anytime soon, for he knew what he did, cursing himself for getting to the stage, when he should have much stronger to refuse. But...he'd slipped once, a domino effect occurring and leading to the Blue Blurs downfall.

For now, he mustn't stress too much. His brain was still waking up at this point, the recollections part of the game. Rubbing his head, his right eye starting to ache slightly. Touching it, felt...odd. Stopping, it came to him that he still had the bionic eye from the battle with a freaky version of Tails that he'd rather forget. He kicked a random plastic bottle as he walked, trying to make sense of it all. If he could then fantastic. But it was mostly impossible.

Taking a deep breath, he looked around for a direction to go. Since the city was destroyed and the streets practically vanished underneath and above, as well as the fact that Sonic couldn't tell if it was night or day due to the thick dark clouds, there was no sense of north, south, east or west. So he began to look around for a map, standing or otherwise.

At least he was running again, parading through cracked under-roads and jumping over dangerous areas. He peeled down streets and skidded around sharp corners. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Majority of the cities maps were on holograms, much to Sonic's dismay.

He spent several hours running around, barely recognizing anything at all. What ever battle this was, he hoped the others escaped and are safe and well. If anything, they would ensure evacuation was imminent. All those years in fear of Eggman allowed GUN to make protocols and procedures if ever the worst should occur.

"Man...how am I gonna get out of here?" Sonic asked himself.

He sat down on what was left of a fallen bench, looking at the rubble covering a former restaurant. Gathering his thoughts, Sonic tried to think of a plan to find something or someone.

"If I was a survivor, where would I be?"

Sonic should have listened to those meetings and GUN Protocols instead of leaning back in the chairs and not paying attention by playing games on his phone. They bored him to death but right now he could really use them.

Or the Ring of Memories.

The thought came about of that mysterious artifact, one of many needed to ensure Abbadonia's destruction. The ability for the wearer to look into emotionally packed auras or, "Time Scars" and look into the past of the area they were in. He joked to himself whether or not the Ring could handle the travesty that had happened. Still, it would be nice to have it again, to at least know what went wrong and where they all went. He supposed this was part of his punishment.

He shook his head. There was no need to keep thinking like that. He was still a fine, young capable hedgehog who did better well on his own. Quick witted strategies was all he needed. Maybe. Doubt wanted to cloud his mind but Sonic willed off to some stupid subconscious theory. He started running around, searching. Then when he was done with that eventual failure, he speed as fast as he could to the outskirts. It was all he could do at this time. He went passed something of an odd orange colour, halting himself, and moonwalking back to have a better look. By the time he got there, it was gone. Ignoring it, he went onwards. He kept running along, unaware that the orange figure was standing behind him as he speed off.

He skidded to a halt when some unusual bright colours caught his eye. He walked closer. It appears the figures were searching for something in the rubble. They were at least twenty meters away from Sonic, who had trouble making them out.

One was tall, green and solid, with a tail. Another was shorter, purple skin with a curled tail. The last was small, flapping it's insectoid wings in its yellow, black and orange design. Sonic smiled.

"I tell ya, we must've been in this city several times already...why do they need this...Umbra...Umbre?" Said the green one.

"Umbadextrine." Corrected the purple one.

"Umba wumba! So we gonna find it here?" Asked the yellow one.

Sonic knew them as Vector, Espio and Charmy respectively. He walked forward to greet them, only for a black hole to open up in front of them, a swarm of demons he remembered crawling out, attacking the trio. Sonic made a stern face, before charging in to help them.

Charmy dealt with the EggStumpWings, ugly looking legless gargoyle things with long moustaches, trying to swat them with some bag that he was carrying. Vector punched EggCrawfangs, demonic dogs, in the face, taunting them as they came near. Espio, in his swift, ninja ways made flips, kicks, punches, used shurikens to destroy the annoying goblin like EggImplix, with their trickster ways. Like the EggStumpWings, they had mustaches as well. Sonic briefly snickered, before punching their lighs out with a series of thrown fists and feet, dodging swipes and fire balls until all were knocked back into the whole from whence they came.

Dusting his hands, the hole shrank and vanished. Sonic approached the three with his hands on his hips.

"Well...long time no see!" Sonic remarked.

Vector smiled as he cracked his knuckles. "Yes indeed!"

Despite the misery, Sonic was finally glad to hear another voice. Any voice would be perfect, and these three automatically fit the bill.

Team Chaotix

The Detective Agency that had become more than itself over this past time. Their wear was different, wearing all black mostly with a small logo, displaying a gold ring with a rose on it, with some writing Sonic had to look into at a later time. They sat around, talking to each other. Sonic could see it in their eyes, with the happy expressions on their faces placing up a well-worn facade, only failing with the sadness that dwelled within, as cliched as that sounded.

In their words, they were here to search for a chemical called Umbadextrine. It was in fact a specific part of a medication that Amy's sister Asher had been producing for the survivors in their encampment back at the Garden of Rosales.

Sonic remembered the Garden quite fondly. It took up one third of the space situated in the circle of mountains within the cold northern parts of Holoska, while the rest was just hills and grass. The ruins themselves were quite the spectacle, growing one of the rarest plants in existence: Abbadonia Roses. Red Rose. Blue Thorns. Even though it was said that they were only growing in this place, originally called Muriel's Garden, named after the explorer who found it, Sonic discovered they were growing in a variety of places, namely around the Door frame shape Portals in several places around the world. Rosales had beautiful former houses and the like, one main street that from an old vision used to celebrate parties on, and at the end sat the tall Temple of the Prophets, one of the treasured occupants of the Garden, a resident of the House of Rosoideae, the Pink Hedgehogs of Amy Rose's ancestry, that were often guarded and protected by Sonic's ancestors, the Stupilites.

It was history that...became hard to die for. After the events that spurned Tails eventual death at the hands of a corrupted God, to the events that twisted himself beyond all meaning, took a turn for the worst. But now, for Sonic who was slightly mentally more capable, he could look back and pity himself, or move on and find something constructive, (or destructive) to do.

Vector welcomed Sonic back into the fold, exchanged looks with Espio. Something was up as they muttered, Sonic demanding to know what was going on.

"Hey guys, I know it's cool to back n' all, but what exactly are you doing besides this? It's obvious that you're clammering about somethin' I don't need to know about." Sonic complained.

Vector faced Sonic, then muttered something along the lines of "Should we tell him?" to Espio. Sonic crossed his eyes, giving looks to the pair, while Charmy flew about in his ignorance, singing some random song about the Umbadextrine. Vector sighed.

"I know this is gonna sound strange Sonic..." Vector started.

"Indeed so." Said Espio.

Vector rubbed his head, seemingly flustered. "You see, uh...well, we kinda...sort of...might of...uhhh Espio...HELP!"

Espio facepalmed, then turned to Sonic. "What Vector is trying to say is that...she knew you were waking up."

Sonic rose an eyebrow. "She knew? Who's she?"

Vector's and Espio's eyes darted to the ground. "It's best if we don't talk about it here." Warned Vector.

Espio nodded. "Yes. They have eyes and ears everywhere. We must return back. All will be explained to you."

Sonic shrugged and stood up. "Well, what are we waitin' for? I was getting bored of this place..." He said.

Sonic followed the Chaotix out of the Metropolis Ruins and eventually out into the open, where one of the Jetcopters had landed. That same symbol appeared on the sides, scraped out from where the former GUN logos were. They were three, with humans with their rifles aiming towards Sonic in their hastiness, sitting on the side Jetcopters, with a lone one in the middle. Sonic believed their actions to be justified for his own reasons. Nonetheless, Vector had to calm them down, announcing that he was on their side. Sonic failed to say anything, and jumped on, Espio giving indication to high tail out of here.

They flew way above the clouds, Vector flying it. He'd taken some training with Vanilla and become a great pilot in his own right. Espio fiddled with one of his ninja knives, Charmy grinning with his optimistic attitude as he played around with a ball. Sonic was glad some things remained unchanged.

They arrived at Rosales, not much had seemingly changed from above. Still the same old Ruins sitting on top, but an instinct told something was indeed different. Originally they had gone through thick clouds, but to Sonic's surprise they parted uphead, the slight tilt indicating they were there. Sonic watched as the Jetcopters slowed down and took back the shape into their helicopter forms and slowly descended downwards into the fields.

Looking closer, the fields were filled with a farm of sorts, with shacks and tents surrounding the gardens of what appeared to be growing vegetables, being tended to by human and mobian alike. The farmers looked up as the Jetcopters landed on white circles with a dash in the middle. All of a sudden a square formed, the land lowering, revealing these parts as lifts, going into the underground.

It had an earthy look originally, with simple lights brighting the area. Horizontal iron doors quickly slide open, revealing a more shafty, metallic clad and blue lit area, finally arriving in a gigantic cave full of Jetcopters. Hundreds of soldiers wearing their uniform and pilots in their own flocked about, either tuning up or restocking, making orders and refurbishments, which Espio mentioned was the Flight Deck Sonic stepped out of their one, and properly looked around. Mobian and Human soldiers around them stopped what they were doing, staring at Sonic, the sound of releasing hydrolics and steam were the only things that rang in Sonic's ears, feeling the pinch of their eyes. They were neither happy, sad or angry, from what Sonic could see.

"Why are they staring at me?" Sonic wondered.

Vector started walking. "Hmmm...lemme think...you've been gone for months...no one has seen or heard from you since then..."

Espio walked beside Sonic.

"Vector is indicating that they are surprised that you're still alive." He explained.

Sonic nodded, smirking

"Well, it takes a lot to take me down. I mean a lot!" He said proudly.

They escorted Sonic through makeshift tunnels with many personnel walking passed in a rush, as if in preparation for something.

He was introduced to the new Tactical Response Room, or what they called the Bridge Deck. It was more tacky and less developed than the high tech ones back in Metropolis. Dingy, Sonic recognized the red headed O'Brien and the blonde Smith sitting around, their small smiles lighting up, aware that things might go awry around them.

Supreme Commander Rose sat in her chair as usual, barking orders. She hadn't changed much, sitting in her tight black dress, red heels, long pink quills and heavy mascara. Sonic guessed, that even though the situation was tight, dressing orders weren't She was in charge of the entire operation here like she was before, allowing to break the rules she herself enforced in others. Didn't surprise Sonic one bit however. He grinned.

"Commander Rose permission to speak?" Asked Espio as he bowed to her.

Commander Rose had her favourite habit in her mouth. "Yeah go on."

"We have come back from out mission from Metropolis and picked up something more valuable than Umbradextrine."

She snuffed. "What could be possibly be more valuable than that?"

Supreme Commander Asmos Rose. Mother of four, youngest being Amy Rose, one of Sonic's close friends. Harsh, mental but effective somewhat. Always got her way with "deals" followed by strawberry scented smoke. Her deep womanly voice that could make weak-willed males swoon. She knew how to play the opposite sex to her liking. Sonic didn't like her much, with the ways he heard how she treated her own daughter.

"You only need to look behind you ma'am." Sonic snarked.

Asmos was also known as Big Mama. Everyone called her that behind her back. She allowed those she liked to call her that name, like her children and several unnamed others. She uses it as a comforting, motherly toned name, but to all else it's more derogatory than that. Asmos turned around to lift a skeptic eyebrow.

"Sonic the Hedgehog...well...I suppose you'll have to substitute for now." Asmos said with a smug expression.

She left the situation to one of her subordinates as she walked them to her office. Much to Sonic's expectations it wasn't far. Gathering by its size, Big Mama had it arranged to her specifications, albeit a bit messy with papers scattered on the floor and the desk itself, with a rusty lamp sitting on the rugged wooden desk. Asmos sat on her big green leather computer chair, using simple nods to make Sonic sit down on the rugged dirty white chair.

"I don't sit in this room often." Asmos explained. She wiped the desk clean, shoving the papers on her desk off to her side, leaning over and clasping her hands together, looking at Sonic diligently.

"The situation is scruffy but we're managing. For now, we'll need all the resources we can get."

Sonic nodded. "I'll be glad to help. So...what's happening now?"

Asmos smirked. "Well, considering we've only just seen each for first time in months, I'll have to organize something for you. I will arrange a meeting with my joint Chiefs, for now I'll have Colonel Mjöllnir escort you to a spare room. I'm sure if you ask her nicely she will...explain things for you."

Colonel Mjöllnir? Oh right. Olly...whom Sonic discovered was Amy that one unfortunate time, during the Fusion of Eggman and Abbadonia. The Blue Blur still possesses a wad of guilt over that one. Asmos called Amy over the intercom, and no sooner than later, the Pink Hedgehog had come into the room, as Sonic looked at her from head to toe...

She appeared darker almost, wearing a black headband, light red eyeshadow that in Sonic's opinion looked weird, her quills a touch longer, the bangs that came out of her forehead hadn't changed. She wore a waist length denim jacket, with the symbol embedded in the left front chest pocket, wearing a tight black shirt underneath it. She had a matching denim skirt, with black three quarter tights, and white and red sneakers. Her gloves and the golden bangles were still there.

"Mjöllnir I need you to help arrange a room for Sonic and take him into the Spiral Cabins."

The look on Amy's face wasn't one of happiness or sadness, but she was rather apathetic to it all, her eyelids half drawn, her body language snapping up readiness otherwise.

"Come on." Said Amy, almost monotone.

Sonic followed Amy into the large Elevator at the front of the Bridge Deck. The Elevator itself riddled with dents and scratches suggested it was used a lot. She pressed a button, the doors closing shut and off they descended.

Sonic was confused about the silent treatment he was receiving. Amy didn't bother looking him in the eye, standing there, staring at the lift doors. He had to break the ice somehow.

"So uh...hows things Ames?" Sonic asked nicely.

"Terrible." Amy replied.

Her one word answer concerned Sonic, especially when she didn't expand on what she meant. How long was he gone for? He might as well ask that.

"So...how long was I out for? You know, since you last saw me?" He wondered.

Another silent moment, before Amy even bothered to open her mouth.

"From the time we sealed you and the time we fled Metropolis was one month. From then, to now, it has been seven months." She responded.

Seven months? Wow. That long? It left a lot to be desired. A lot of questions with multiple answers.

Especially for the fact that they left him for dead. He knew his crimes were unforgivable in the past, and he thought whether or not it was intentional to leave him behind. He knew it would have been Big Mama's decision. Also his mind was what major events had occurred during his great freezing time as he called it. Amy was being distant for starters. Had something happened with her he did not know. She seemed...different. She was before, but now...Sonic couldn't decide if she was better or worse than before. He'd hadn't seen her for ages, and they'd just met each other for the first time in eight months according to her. This was...puzzling to say the least.

The lift stopped suddenly, the doors shifting open, making their screeches. Walking out, the Spiral Cabins looked like an underground city, with homes dug inside the walls. It was more akin to a giant mine, that, literally spiraled downwards into the heart of the city itself. A mixture of technology and more environmentally friendly designs were developed. Hundreds of lift towers everywhere, with extension buildings made of left over metal materials. It wasn't clear how many lived here. From what Sonic could see, where they had been was original a cylinder spiral down, and half way down was the expanded giant cities all around. Lower still than the floored city level whirled around into the darkness, with only dimmer lights than the ones that were hanging on the cave walls, powered by cables that connected to each other, usually sitting next to doors.

"Of Earth. Of Metal. This city is the last thing we have left to consider a civilization." Amy said calmly.

"What you see here is the Spiral A Cabins. We have Cabins lettered A to M here. Housing thousands of people. We're still preparing N to Z, ready to house thousands more."

Sonic wasn't sure what to make of it, but seemed interested in the fast progress they were making. The buildings inside the giant mine-like caves weren't massive, but some were made to support the lifts as well. Small roads, not large enough for cars, were intermade with streets for the refugees. Some had pipes that shot up to the roof and beyond. There were a few support poles to make sure nothing caved in on them. They had people make sure of that.

They stood in front of the Spiral A Entrance to the Giant Cave, watching human and mobian creature alike wonder around in their salvaged wear and carrying equipment and supplies.

"This is Noiz City. The last place on Earth to house over 100,000 people and one of few left to defend themselves against Eggadon." Said Amy.

"Take a good look at it. You need to defend it at all costs."

Sonic examined it further. He felt sorry for these people. Innocent in all of this. He damned Eggman over and over again for his horrible inflictions on those who didn't deserve. He was ready when ever they were to take him down.

"Come...I'll take you to your room."

Sonic's room was in Spiral A. Apparently they were for more important personnel who worked for Big Mama directly or any other important allies. The rooms that had yellow labels on them weren't occupied. She took a key out of her pocket and flung it around her finger twice, before jabbing it into its look, pushing the door forward into the small cabin.

"It's not much." She stated.

Looking inside, there was the kitchen, the dining area and a door into the bedroom, as well as the bathroom next to it. Sonic shrugged.

"It's okay. As long as it has the comforts of home, I don't care. Like, I'll probably be with you guys most of the time huh?"

Amy didn't express anything as she took another key from inside, on the wall near the door frame.

"Most likely." She said, handing him the key. "This is yours. Keep it on you at all times."

Sonic nodded and put it away. "Gotcha...so when am I going to be updated with events."

Amy turned to the elevators ahead. "Big Mama has probably finished with the Chiefs by now. With your importance, you will be having a meeting with all them, then they will establish the forefronts."

Sonic was curious about Amy's tone. This was so...informative. Despite her emotionless behavior her intelligence seemed to rise dramatically. It also drew more concern for his friend. Something...had go on he was so certain of it. She was never like this before.

The air in these caverns was obviously a bit dusty and it tasted salty. At least the whitish tinge in the air was more hopeful than the depressing blue and brown hues he'd seen elsewhere. Within the Seven months since their escape, they built all this. He praised the building department for the quick work, and joked if they ever rushed and did sloppy work. Amy didn't respond in kind and continued walking him to the elevator. Strange, her sense of humor seemed to have vanished as well. After this, he'd have to a bit of investigating into the matter himself, but he needed a reliable and trust worthy source. These Chiefs...who ever they are, will shed light on past matters, but for Amy...he needed someone who's been close by her.

Tension welled as the sounds of the lift were the only things keeping the silence at bay. Sonic wanted to talk, joke around as per usual. But Amy was deathly still, only rocking slightly from the movement of the lift. Time will tell.

She lead him into a meeting room, long, white rectangle table with plastic chairs. Dark, with only over headed lights to give small brightness to the table and those who sat around it. He saw quite a few familiar faces as he sat down on one end. Big Mama Asmos sat on the other side, with a smirk on her face.

"Welcome Sonic...I trust Mjöllnir has shown you your room?" Asmos said in almost sweet tone.

"She sure did! I must complement you on your fine work Supreme Commander."

That smirk grew bigger. "Thank you Sonic. Now that you're here, we can now explain the situation to you."

It was nice of them to take the time out of their possibly busy lives to consult with Sonic. Especially with people he knew and knew well.

"We are the Rozen Resistance." Asmos announced.

"We are one of seven organizations in the movement against Eggadon and his ilk. You were learn the other six later on."

For now, she explained a brief history from the escape from Metropolis, to more recent times.

"We started constructing our base immediately which the Garden of Rosales was most certainly useful for us. It took us about two months with the help of every male, female and gifted child we had on our possession. With my guidance and those who I felt could lead the smaller packs well, we managed to place it in a livable condition. Precisely at fifty percent I might add. During the construction I set up factions within the resistance that could each deal with different but equally important matters. For example...Vector if you will..."

Vector stood up from his chair, sitting on the right side closest to Sonic.

"I'm the Chief of Outsider Resources. Our collecting of that chemical is part of the Chaotix network now."

Vanilla sat next to Vector, shot up from her chair, wearing some sort of formal uniform, grey in colour, several coloured badges on the left side of her chest and a skirt, her cute fluffy bunny tail popping out at the back.

"I'm the Chief of the Rock Wings, we are an air force provided either aerial assaults or aerial support."

Next to Vanilla was Andrew Rose, once handyman, now something else, his pink fur greasy, wearing over alls and a white shirt, his quills all scruffed up.

"I'm the Chief Engineer here. I pretty much helped design and construct this place, with some help of course."

On the other side, on the chair stood up a black wolf...or Cyber Wolf if you will in her magenta sleeveless top and blue skirt. Sonic remembered her as Glitch the Hacker.

"I'm the Network Chief, interlacing and communicating with the AI's of the other organizations, as well as keeping them connected throughout." She boasted. "No need to be jealous."

Next to Glitch was Asher. Her smile indicated she was the more optimistic of the lot.

"I'm in the Chief of Medicine here. I'm in charge of your health here." She stated, wearing her lab coat and all. Sonic smiled, then focused on Amy, who sat beside her mother.

"I'm in charge of the Primary Strike Force, sent on missions to hunt certain things down if they seem too much of a threat to a survival." She explained.

Explains...something. He'd have to find out later. For now...he had to understand fully.

"Over time you'll get to know the rest of the groups we're working with. We occasionally get visits and calls from them when it's important. For now, we focus on three things."

"Sustain, Save, Survive." Amy reiterated.

Asmos nodded. "We have to Sustain the community, Save as much as we can and try to survive...those three things make up the Rozen Resistance motto."

"And give hope to those who have none." Said Vanilla.

It seemed plausible with reasonable goals in mind. He suspected a lot more involved however. It was just general experience and instinct there were possibly other exchanges and deals, ordeals made behind the publics back. Still, it didn't seem like it was going to be too hard for him to help out.

"We've discussed amongst ourselves and I think it would be necessary for you to serve under Amy's Primary Strike Force." Asmos followed up.

Amy glared at her mother. "And you were going to discuss this with me when?" She argued.

"Sonic is a valuable ally. He knows Eggman better than any of us. And I expect you to use him efficiently." Asmos pointed out.

Sonic could tell Amy wasn't too happy with this. She wasn't told before hand or even negotiated with. The negativity spouted from her head. Did she not want Sonic helping her out?

"But Big Mama..." Amy tried to argue, but her mother cut in.

"You have your orders Mjöllnir. I expect you to follow them to the letter. Or you'll end up like your older sister."

Amy looked down. Funnily enough Asher's face changed dramatically. Something else for Sonic to find out. There was so much he missed out on. He needed to catch up.

The rest of the meeting was brief, but it only told Sonic where certain things were in the city, and partly that Knuckles was alive and well, sticking to defenses on Angel Island, helped out by Shade the Echidna and Neptune. Sonic was relieved, his little Probie friend, wearing a special originally GUN fitted suit with a strange helmet that had two large spikes coming out of it, the ever circling as if zooming in and out green tinted inbuilt goggles, the infamous, three fingerclaws on each hand, with the rest of his body seemingly normal, if weren't for the fact that no one had ever seen him out of his suit. He never talked much, only communicating through expressions

They also talked about. The Garden of Inari or "Steampunk City", the home of the multi-tailed foxes from where his buddy Tails was born. His grandparents, Moore and Corrine Prower, lived there, with Moore's Morgan Freeman like voice and Corrine's general niceness earning them respect, Moore's day job as a Clockmaker, as well as being the Fox God Shrine's Caretaker.

Sonic flashed back with Tails being corrupted by a Fox God that called itself the Demisune. It transformed Tails into a monstrous nine-tailed Kitsune, whom eventually recollected himself and somehow destroyed the Demisune. Not too soon after, a brighter, nicer Fox God came into place, helping out when the floating continent, the Garden of Voi, had lost all it's Chaotic Energy and made it's descent. Both Agent Drainer, with her special absorbing abilities and the Fox God itself, prevented total devastation to the city, with the continent now resting in the once giant chasm behind the Fox God Shrine.

But now they were up in the cold northern parts of Holoska. It was strange, considering where they were had peaceful weather, not too cold and not too hot. Down in the caverns was slightly chilly due to the air conditioning, but it didn't bother Sonic much. He was told with his designation of Amy's assistant, that it revolved on running around a lot, which put a lot in Sonic's favor. But one thing he was told to look out for was random demon encounters. According to Big Mama, they usually spurt out of nowhere, sometimes hunting for large amounts of Chaos Energy.

The entire complex was charged by various devices using the intelligence of collected engineers. Andrew Rose made quick note of it, and applied it directly. Unfortunately it made them a target, which forced them to go underground. There was still a large signal, but they had enough protection to prevent potential invasions. To what extent and how they were going about was unknown to Sonic, with Big Mama and the Chiefs refusing to divulge that information. Sonic only shrugged, not really worrying as long as everyone was safe. It wouldn't part of Rozen for nothing...

Amy's missions involved quite a few things, which had to kept secret for their sake. Most had their own secret ops but this was only between the stoic hedgehog and her mother. After the meeting, Amy lead Sonic to her Special Ops room and locked the door. The room was quite humble, but with corkboards everywhere, pinning papers across the walls and a simple brown desk with a lamp above. This reminded Sonic of Big Mamas office, but a little cleaner. She sat down on her chair and resumed with goldenrod folders of paperwork, with a word in big red letters marked, confidential stamped on top. There were quite a few of those, with a room behind it full of filling cabinets with special locks.

Sonic sat down on the chair across. It was awfully dark. No windows, and there was only the light on above Sonic and the lamp on Amy's desk. It looked like she didn't abuse her office like her mother did. Like it was mentioned, it was a lot cleaner...and smelled fresher.

"So...what're we doin'?" Sonic asked, leaning back on the chair and putting his feet up on the desk.

"Three and a half months ago, an incident occurred whilst on one of our renaissance missions, somehow the Chaos Emeralds have scattered themselves again."

Sonic cleaned his ear with his pinky. "Why doesn't that surprise me...and lemme guess, Baldy McNosehair wants to collect them again?"

Amy crossed her arms. "Actually no...he's shyed away from collecting himself. It's his daughter Elise who's more of a problem."

Elise? Oh right. Sweet, talented Princess Elise, also formerly known as Agent Hyperia of the Sons of Solaris. She was optimistic, much a little crazy from memory, a party girl who would often have a little bit too much to drink. Only when it'd been revealed that she was Eggman's daughter did she sway in the opposite direction. She was better off not knowing, her sanity jumping the shark. With the accident that burned half her face, and losing several limbs only boosted her craziness.

"She's buried herself away with Eggman's Robots, learning the family trade while repairing Eggmanland and reconstructing it into Egg Girl Land." Amy continued.

Elise was just as narcissistic too.

"So...we just gotta find the Emeralds alright?" Asked Sonic.

Amy nodded. "Yes. I believe they will be our only chance against the pair of them."

Sonic smiled. "Great! It'll just be like old times!"

Amy's cheek twitched. She stood up in a huff and looked away as she went to the door.

"We won't be doing anything until tomorrow. So feel free to wander around...I think you should go find your friends. They would appreciate the fact that you've returned safe and sound."

That slightly bugged Sonic. "I'm your friend aren't I?"

Amy blinked. Her expression remained still and emotionless. "You're my partner Sonic. We leave for the quest of the first Emerald tomorrow. I expect you here at seven am."

Sonic just stood there. This was awfully cold of her. "Alright...until then!"

He took a trip down to the Underground City with Amy on his mind. He had no idea why she was acting like this. She was stable before but at least she got angry or sad or happy at times. This was going too far with the extremities of her stableness. Still...she wasn't doing anything methodically wrong. For now he was still going to keep an eye on issue, as well as settling inside his new home.

The cities streets were usually coddled by the civilians in their torn, dirty clothes, constantly patched up. Some of these people were once well off in their lives before this, now they had practically had nothing but each other and the clothes on their back. They tried so hard but in the end, Eggman's domination of the entire planet threw it all away. It was extremely depressing, but he heard the mutters as he walked around, aware that he had eyes darting on him. He didn't mind, in fact he kinda of expected it. He usually got that sort of attention all the time, so Sonic had gotten used to it. Giving a friendly smile, wave and hello, they reacted with surprise, some with fear. Again, a lot of these people had lost so much. They needed a pick-me-up.

He walked passed an alleyway, then walked back after seeing a familiar human boy and a red headed girl. They both wore heavy jackets and jeans, the brown haired boy sat down, the red-headed girl stood up leaning against the adjacent wall. Sonic walked down, springing in his welcome.

"Hey guys!" Sonic said with a smile.

The boy looked up, and a wave of joy overcame him as he jumped up and hugged Sonic.

"Sonic!" The boy cried.

Sonic struggled, trying to prevent himself from getting strangled. "Good to see you too Anchor."

The girl walked forward, her hair up neatly, fringe and a scowl on her face.

"So you're Sonic..." She said, her tone harsh.

Sonic looked at her. "Heh...Anchor is this your girlfriend?"

Anchor freaked out. "What? N-no! This is my friend As- I mean, Pilot Carmine."

Sonic nodded, lending a hand out. "Pleasure to meet you Carmine."

Carmine reluctantly shook hands with him. "Likewise chump."

Anchor smiled nervously. "We thought you were dead."

Sonic chuckled. "Me too...then I thought it was too boring so I came back to life."

Carmine rolled her eyes and crossed arms. "No one likes a smart arse Sonic."

Sonic laughed, giving thumbs up. "Don't worry...I'm a Hedgehog...not a donkey."

Chatting amongst themselves, they caught up on recent events. They didn't do much, Big Mama hardly let them do anything. Anchor was small, nervous boy with low self-esteem. He couldn't shake off the fact that even before he'd met Anchor, he knew him from somewhere. Both Anchor Carmine owned giant robots, Echo Uniform One and Echo Uniform Two respectively. One being a giant purple robot with green detail and the other a giant robot with four white eyes. Carmine seemed feisty at first glance, matching her brilliant red hair. She had Anchor under her heel, which amused Sonic greatly.

They seemed to be assisting the Resistance in the form of using their mechas, but when not doing that they appeared to go to one of the makeshift schools down the road for the surviving children, the same place where Cream attends. Apparently Vanilla had asked them personally take care of her, becoming fearful for her daughters safety and health after she'd been in a coma for an unspecified amount of time. But Anchor mentioned that because of the efforts of himself, Vector and Amy they'd managed to gather ingredients for a special medicine that helps wake people up. Sonic smiled, glad that Cream was okay.

"So...who else is here? Is Milo around?" Sonic asked.

Anchor nodded. "Yeah...he's the Assistant Engineer to Amy's brother."

Sonic nodded. "Ah okay. Mind telling me where his shop is?"

The human teenagers directed him in the opposite direction, a cluttered and messily made contraption built against the cave wall with a single elevator next to it. The roof, made of metal sheets, and lights decorated and chimneys shooting up the cave roof. Sounds of cranking gears, shanks and clatters meant someone was home. Sonic knocked on the door, the sounds coming to a halt.

"Just a minute!"

Out eventually came out the tall gaunt fox, elder brother to the late Tails, wearing slightly torn jeans, runners, green jacket and white top and goggles on his forehead. The look on his face was seemingly smug, being more snarkier at times than Sonic, forcing Sonic to lift his game.

"Well...isn't it the Blue Blur come back from his long trip?" He said with a smile.

Sonic smirked. "Ah Milo Prower...good to see you haven't changed one bit. How're ya hanging?"

Milo nudged, rubbing his hands on a oily towel. "Brilliant Blue. Come inside!"

Inside reminded Sonic of Tails immediately. This techy thing obviously ran in the family. The lab was riddled with desks, lamps and appeared run down, but it had lit up gadgets everywhere, cables and cords on the roof, some littered on the ground. Milo chucked Sonic a stool, and went back to soldering one of the said gadgets that Sonic couldn't figure out.

"So...what have you been up to since I've gone? I see they didn't lock you up either." Sonic inquired.

It was true. Milo was tricky to figure out, his allegiance varied, doing certain things to his own benefit. It was mainly to the machinations of the evil psychic Hedgehog Morpheus that he was forced to do the evil he did, due to Morpheus threatening the life of his girlfriend.

"I've been aiding Andrew in the Engineering department. Underneath this very lab is a series of machines that utilize the air conditioning, the warmth, water supplies and most importantly, electricity."

Sonic nodded. "I must say I'm surprised you got it all up n' running in seven months!"

Milo shrugged. "We had a lot of help. Andrew is not the perfect engineer...but he's a good designer..."

Sonic crossed his arms. "Why weren't you made chief then?" He asked, confused.

Milo snuffed. "Take a guess..."

Sonic almost forgot Big Mama's favoritism with her children, putting them all into leadership roles. Minus one.

"Heh...you make a good point." Sonic commented.

Milo finished tinkering with a small gadget and put the goggles back on his forehead.

"So...where did they shove ya?" Milo wondered.

Sonic looked around, examining the lab. "I'm with Amy in some strike force team."

Milo laughed. "Baha...I knew you would be shoved with Pink. You know she broke up with Shadow?"

Sonic's eyes widened. This was new. "She what?" He said with surprise.

Milo smirked. He seemed to have this affinity to pair Sonic and Amy up for some reason, Sonic discovered that when they were at the wedding of Vector and Vanilla, Milo giving some advice and making Sonic dance with her. But this new insight became intriguing to him, perhaps knowledge into why Amy was the way she was.

"Yup...they split alright. So she's available if you know what I mean..." The sly fox said with a wink.

Sonic rolled his eyes. "Is that why she's become Miss Grouchy?"

Milo put his hands into his pocket. "Pff...probably...actually she's been like that for...like, ever. Since before the break up...I dunno if it was the cause...but she's extremely focused."

Back to square one. He needed to know more.

"She's been head strong into the case. She was fierce before but even for her it's way out of character. Is there anything else that happened that might have made her snap?" Sonic queried.

Milo rubbed his chin. "Ummm...well there was a rumor going around...something surrounding the Chaos Emeralds. Actually...the best people to ask would be the Chaotix."

The Chaotix? Why them?

Milo swirled his twin tails around. "So...you're gonna see of you can cheer Pink up?"

Sonic put his hands behind his head. "Maybe. I dunno. I was thinking of investigating it."

Milo laughed. "Haha...you're not even here a day and you're eager for adventure. Well, if you need any help...or love advice..."

Sonic quickly got off the chair. "I think I should be fine thank you Milo..."

Milo was right but Sonic brushed it off as nothing. He felt he was being too paranoid or was overreacting. Amy's personality wasn't causing problems, it was only bothering him because he was used to her more happier persona. He hoped she wasn't doing it because of him. Sonic sighed...deciding that he should rest for a while. Being cooped up inside a tube for eight months wasn't entirely comfortable, sitting in darkness and a blank mind. He returned to his cabin and sat on the edge of his bed and contemplated.

This world had gone to hell even before he was imprisoned. Each city went one by one. And Eggman had become extremely deadly and a very dangerous opponent. It left a lot to be desired on how GUN handled the situation. It might have been beyond their specialty, especially when it was usually just Eggman to worry about, a rampaging, cunning demon that cut through cities with her hordes was unexpected. Staring at the blue iron walls, Sonic began to grow deep in thought, whether this could end or if it could not.

He quickly got bored of the underground and needed some sun. He took one of the nearby lifts to the surface, seeing the sun still shining upon them. People on their gardening gear tending to fruits and vegetables, plants and the small wooden huts that were in neat rows. The breeze was brisk, but nice, Sonic allowing the sun to breath into his fur. Heavenly, so it seemed. He could wonder around, but personnel with rifles were guarding the perimeters of the ruins, a spot of mystery afoot. But the survivors weren't disturbed, but they were happy. This sense of security, seclusion from the outside world was guiding them through the dark and difficult times. He could see Big in the distance tending to what appeared to be a patch of tomatoes as Froggy bounced about. Good ol' Big. Along side was his girlfriend Honey the Cat, sunbaking in a bikini. As long there was no panic, it was good. The Resistance was appearing to be appearing to keep the survivors healthy and in a state of calm, no worries overshadowing them. It looked too perfect.

As Sonic stood there, a single light pink petal floated passed. It was odd, as it came from the direction of the ruins. But they were guarded. The breeze that followed was too obvious to the fact that it was calling to him. He was wanted.

Sonic followed the wind, around the ruins. The guards weren't really doing their job. Some chit chatted with fellow guards, others picked their noses...some were asleep. It was really too easy for Sonic to tip toe then speed past, heading to the main thoroughfare.

He stood at the end of the main street, looking at the cream coloured bricks that lead up the Temple of the Prophets. Two cherry blossom trees had grown on each side, their roots had taken over the steps that lead up into the temple itself. Several fell off, blowing in Sonic's direction, swirling around him in their magic, before rising up and fleeing. Looking down, then up. He returned his gaze to the temple. As he walked towards the Temple, he walked passed old building ruins, hearing random chimes as more cherry blossoms had grown in the alleyways that he wandered by. A lot of trees, the chimes soothing his ears and the entire street had this sparkle, shine and glow to it, like the work of a divine, this beauty wonderous to behold. It was more glamorous than when he visited it the first time, the cream coloured ruins held a frivilous history. Butterflies flew over, bewildering Sonic, one of the butterflies, a small purple one fluttered down, as if greeting Sonic, before joining back with it's buddies in the sky. He was certainly imagining that this time he was sure.

He walked up the steps, hearing childrens laughter. Not that he minded it, it was odd but he was hallucinating. There was an outer force at work that he imagined it not to be the treacherous work of Abbadonia's Fury. That potent scent that affected everyone, particulary Sonic's kind, the blue hedgehog or what they were called back in the past, the Stupilites. But unlike Abbadonia's Fury, these weren't causing violent visions that often haunted him when he was affected. These were sweet, kind, offering their light to his heart.

He lifted his head to look at the great big set of double doors with the Rosoideae markings riddled on them. The memories floated back from when he first came here. But these doors weren't here originally. There was something different about the temple this time. The columns were decorated with chimes, the source of the music. He pressed his hands on the double red doors that arched up the top and pressed them open, with a large churning sound proceeded a gasp from Sonic's lips.

"Woah."

The Temple was refurbished. The floor made of new white with red patterns, the roof sealed and repaired, the walls resorted to their original sleek marble state, with Amy sitting with three individuals on individual matts, with a the throne looking odd, with some sort of mechanized machinery behind it, rounded in shape and connected with cables and cords and smaller ball shaped appendages, with light blue lights dotted on them. Amy sat on her knees, with three Pink Hedgehogs in Light Blue, Green and Yellow dresses, clasping their hands together and whispering some unusual language. Amy's eyes opened first, seeing Sonic in the distance.

"I don't remember inviting you in here." Amy said, annoyed.

"Well it seemed like there was a party going on...and you know how I love parties!" Sonic said mockingly, doing some slight breakdancing. "Don't make your surface smooth if you don't want me showing off my moves."

Amy didn't show any expression. Instead, a nice calm voice played over instead. "It's okay, I invited him in."

Sonic looked around. "Don't tell me you're using that freaky Prophety stuff on me now..."

"I'm not." Amy said calmly, pointing behind her. "Its the computer."

Sonic rubbed his head. "What computer?"

"Me..."

A bright light appeared on an unusual cylindrical projector, with small wisp like orbs circling around it. It then transformed into a shapely hologram in the shape of a young mobian girl wearing a red hood over her head, unable to properly see the rest of her face but he could see white ears popping out from the top and the lower part of her muzzle. The rest of her body wore a loose full sleeved red dress, as the palms of her hands were laid low and connecting to each other, as if in full prayer. Amy motioned to it.

"This is L.I. Stands for "Little It." It's an artificial intelligence we installed that works in tandem with the Maria AI on the ARK, as well as syncing with Master Emerald on Angel Island, and the Inarian Legendary Tree in Steampunk City...and Glitch."

Sonic nodded. "Well that's a relief. Thought you gained some sort of weird mind talking power."

Amy shook her head. "No...I can't use those anymore."

More interesting news. He really missed out a lot didn't he?

"Why not?" Sonic asked, curious.

Amy looked down. Obviously something must've happened. She didn't want to tell him, but her body language and eyes hinted at it.

"That is classified." Said L.I. , her voice calming yet still part of its technia echo.

"As is this. Supreme Commander Rose would not allow you to access this Temple."

Sonic crossed his arms. "Yeeeeah...well, I helped myself here. And Amy, you're my friend so I gathered I would have been allowed in here anyway."

If Amy had any ounce of emotion left in her, she would facepalm. Instead, her eyes burned with annoyance, not showing anything else.

"It won't affect you in knowing or not knowing. I would prefer to keep that to myself." Amy said calmly.

Sonic groaned. "So I'm guessin' what ever took your powers away took away your personality. I liked the old Amy better..."

The Blue Blur could feel the piercing stare at the Hedgehog from afar. He was most likely not welcome in here anymore. But if he doesn't press the issue, Sonic felt the problem would worsen and she would become a complete robot, worse than Eggman's.

"Anyway..." Amy started, diverting the subject. "While you are here, I can tell you we have a partial location of the first Chaos Emerald."

Sonic smiled. At least this was a positive find. "Great...where is it? I'm raring to go!"

Amy didn't respond. Instead, L.I. spoke in her place.

"When the Emeralds scattered, they didn't just scatter across the world. They scattered across time. I'm currently processing particle energies and attempting to contact a well known Time Traveller duo. Once the process is complete, I will prepare for their arrival, and Amy will be waiting for them."

More help the better he supposed. Time traveling shouldn't be a problem. After all he'd already had some decent experience. This was going to be fun.

"Sounds cool. You know what would be twenty percent cooler? Actually knowing where we're going first." Sonic said obnoxiously.

Amy gave him the stare again. She was working that pierce pretty hard.

"We'll discuss this once the travelers come here." Said Amy.

Sonic groaned. He didn't want to stay in one spot, one good sign that his old personality was back. Whether it was a good thing or not, his priority was to run now. Like he always had.

Sonic was forced to wait as Amy left to get the travellers from the now functioning Portals. Somehow they managed to get them working without the use of the Sphere of Abyss, a powerful artifact that can create warp holes to a place of your desire. Turning the clock back to four thousand years ago they used it as public transportation to many kingdoms around the world. Sonic would not be questioning this at all, if his life depended on it. Maybe later.

Sonic tried to think of who these travellers looked like. Freaks. Survivors from the distant future. He wondered if they'd developed different abilities or nuked themselves to death. If it's any worse than now, he'd like to hear it. Still, it was depressing to imagine it in it's sorry state.

He heard whispers as Sonic waited patiently, he looked at the girls in the circle where Amy was. He wandered over. He'd seem them before, but they looked more patchy with bandages and so forth. They were Rosoideae females, ala, Pink Hedgehogs that looked similar to Amy in fur and quills, but more skinnier and bonier.

"They are the Wisers." Said L.I. "Mjöllnir found them lying them in a distant desert by themselves, dying from thirst. She had brought them back here and had her sister Asher help her nurse them back to health. It appears that Eggadon does not need them anymore."

Sonic nodded. They looked a bit malnourished but there was an assortment of fruits in a bowl nearby and canteens of water. He sat down on Amy's futon as he waited and examined them all.

"Hello ladies." He said, donning a dirty but playful smile. They looked up, yellow, light blue and green in their corresponding colours, looking at Sonic. Although the green clothed girl appeared distant.

"It is you Sonic." Said the Green One. "It is me. Ese the Mizaru."

Mizaru? Oh the Wisers. Now he remembered. Despite the fuzzy memory, from his own the Wisers were a group of Assistant Seers to the Prophets that served the House of Rosoideae. But wasn't Mizaru the name of a Wiser?

"The Wisers successfully joined with the Psuedo Wisers, making the Prophet transition complete." L.I. Explained. "As a result, they have knowledge, power and conjoined memories and personalities. They will be useful to us in the coming battles."

The other two, the yellow clothed one and the light blue clothed one, were Pekas the Iwazaru and Hera the Kikazaru respectively sitting on their futoons and leaning on their comfy cushions. Mizaru was blind if he could recall properly, Iwazaru did not speak whilst Kikazaru could not hear, but together they could combine their abilities even stronger, ensuring powerful advisors.

Then came their leader, the seventy second Prophet, Shizaru. Cryptic character at best. But she failed to show up for some reason. Shizaru had originally appeared to Sonic as the Prophetess with words that he failed to understand and would keep secrets from everyone and primary character to a past event known as Hell's Sundering, involving her, Gabriel (Sonic's ancestor) and Abbadonia. Details were a bit light, but in general it was mainly to seal Abbadonia away, costing Shizaru's life in the process and maybe Gabriel, Sonic was still a bit fuzzy on that detail however.

But this L.I...she seemed...mystical, apparent to replace Shizaru. But at least they would help on their known quest to collect the Emeralds throughout the time stream.

Moments later Amy came back with two individuals Sonic became surprised at seeing, although he shouldn't have been as as he put the pieces together. One was a spiked white furred Hedgehog and the other, a purple furred and clothed cat. They both smiled as they walked in on each side beside Amy, leaving Sonic grinning in return.

"Silver the Hedgehog and Blaze the Cat. Shoulda known." Sonic joked.

Silver nodded. "In all honor, we're here to help." He proclaimed.

Blaze followed. "Yes. For all our futures. Not to mention...our dimensions."

Hey guys! Me again! Like I said at the start, welcome back to loyal readers and to potential new readers. As always, I'm open to questions and reviews. Before anyone asks, yes it is still Sonamy with a few extra ship teases thrown in. However, I have some good news for Sonamy fans: I do plan to have extra Sonamy in this time for those unsatisfied with my first story. I have big plans for those two as well as several others.