Welcome to Pootis Island

Chapter 3

Over a week has passed since his first encounter with Sonic since the second reset. He had vanished, which concerned RED greatly. He worried that Sonic could be formulating a plan of some sort, but at least nobody was killed...yet. But that didn't matter to him at the moment. After helping Sally get used to life on Pootis Island, he finally had some time to spend with Maka.

As they were preparing to go to sleep, RED suddenly got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen.

"Something wrong?" Maka asked, sitting up and covering herself with the blanket. RED stopped and looked back at her.

"Nothing. Just getting some water, that's all," he assured her, clearing his throat. Maka nodded and laid her head on her pillow. The demon smiled as he walked into the kitchen, reaching inside his fridge for a bottle of water. As he felt the cold water flow down his parched, boiling hot throat, his cell phone began to ring. Confused as to who would call this late, he pulled it out and seen it was Clay. He quickly answered it after putting his drink down.

"Its almost ten o'clock. What are you calling about?"

"You need to get here quick. I have something to show you," Clay told him.

"What is it that is so urge-" before he could finish, Clay hung up the phone. Groaning in annoyance, he went into his room and started putting on a fleece coat and a pair of jeans. Maka slowly opened her eyes as he was about to walk out the door.

"RED? Where are you going?"

"Clay called. He wants me to visit him. It's apparently urgent, so I got to go now," he explained. He rushed over to give her a kiss on the forehead before leaving. She waved bye to him, worrying about what was going on between the two.

After making up to the floor Clay was on, he walked towards his door. After knocking on it a bit, he finally opened the door.

"Made it just in time," Clay said with a smile.

"People are already going to sleep. What are you going on about?" the demon questioned him.

"Ah, nothing much. But I will tell you this. I have finally compiled a list of people that may be useful in our endeavors to stop Sonic," Clay explained. RED raised an eyebrow as he walked in the door, Clay closing it behind them. His TV was on a screen he had never seen before, and, as Clay picked up the remote, suddenly switched to a tab full of images of some of the inhabitants of this very island.

"Okay then...kinda creepy, but alright," RED joked. Clay shrugged as he began to show each image and telling him why he chose them.

"First up we got Seven. While he is slow, he packs a punch, and, being an android, he can't have his soul eaten by Sonic. Next is Aisha, a tribal warrior who's crystal bow is said to fell dangerous dark beasts. Darth Vader is a good choice, as he managed to do his famous choke-hold on Sonic, as you explained, so the Force does work a bit on the demon," he began. He continued to list the amount of people needed for the job, and RED took note. After Clay was done, a piece of paper was shot out of the mayor's printer, and landed directly into RED's open palm. It also had the people that Clay listed.

"When should I begin to look for them?" RED asked.

"I'd recommend starting as soon as possible, since who knows when Sonic will pop up," he told the demon. RED puffed out a bit of smoke before nodding his head. He prepared to leave before turning his head back towards Clay.

"By the way, can you do something for me?"

"Yeah, what is it?" the mayor responded.

"You should start working on your timing. I don't want to be called somewhere at almost bedtime, you here?" Clay nodded before RED walked out the door, fully satisfied knowing that the threat that is Sonic may end soon enough.

The next day:

The morning rolled around like a lazy person just getting out of bed. Maka rose out of bed, letting out a cute yawn before looking down at the demon beside her. He was still fast asleep. She smiled at him before slowly creeping out of bed as to not wake him up. As she got dressed, RED slowly cracked an eye open.

"Morning sleeping beauty," Maka joked, putting on a leopard pattern shirt.

"Yeah, yeah, you as well," RED said in a sarcastic tone. Maka giggled a bit as he threw the covers off him and got out of bed. After he put a pair of pants on, a frantic knocking came to their door. Confused, he rushed to the door and looked through the little peep-hole, only to find Sally with a scared expression. He opened the door, wondering why she is here.

"RED, you gotta come, quick!" she yelled.

"What's the matter, little one," he asked.

"Someone...someone is lying on the ground bleeding!" RED's eyes widened in horror. He looked over to Maka, who just entered the kitchen. A look of concern grew on her face as he walked to her and put his firm hands on her shoulder.

"Stay here," he told her.

"What's going on?" she questioned him, tilting her head a bit.

"I'll tell you later. I gotta go, bye," he told her, planting a kiss on her cheek before rushing out the door. Sally took hold of RED's hand as she directed him to the plaza. A crowd of people had gathered around the fountain, which worried RED to no end. After letting go of Sally, he pushed his way through the crowd to find...VIP, laying on the ground, a pool of blood around his body and a black scorch mark on his chest.

VIP was a respected member of Pootis Island, and was one of the few members that lived on the island before the "first reset." Nobody wanted to kill him, and nobody would've done so. He instantly knew who to blame.

"He's already begun."

He heard someone shouting, and he turned to see Clay. He was out of breath do to him being in not the best body shape right now, but that didn't stop him. He looked down to see VIP's lifeless body.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I can pretty well assure you that Sonic was responsible. The only person I could think that could do this kind of damage is Naruto, but he is married and probably doesn't want to fight, especially kill, someone of VIP's stature," RED told him. Clay looked around frantically as everyone was still mumbling and questioning who could've done this.

"Alright everyone! Go! Leave now, go back to your apartments or houses! Me, RED, and some others will figure this out, alright? You will get your justice," Clay told them. Everyone left as RED picked up VIP's body. A pair of wings sprouted from his back as he took to the skies, followed by Clay, who had to run to follow behind him.

Both RED and Clay barged in to Darth Vader's apartment, which shocked him and made him drop a graduated cylinder, which exploded the contents inside. The demon breathed in, sucking in all the smoke. It was at this moment Vader saw VIP's unmoving body.

"What happened?"

"Sonic, that's what," Clay told him. Vader let out a huff from under his helmet.

"Hurry, get him in the healing vat," Vader ordered. RED did so, putting him in the machine. As it closed its door, it began to fill with a bright green liquid, which levitated VIP's body as tubes connected to him. Vader began to type on a computer as RED and Clay began to discuss what Sonic may be planning.

"If Sonic is already killing people, then we need to work just as fast," Clay began.

"I know, but what if everyone starts blaming each other for the death of VIP? I mean, the island's inhabitants have gone peaceful, haven't fought each other to the brink of death in ages, and they don't even know who this Sonic character is," RED added.

"You do have a point there," Clay told him. He rubbed the bridge of his nose as RED began to formulate a plan.

"We've got to tell everyone about him, and we got to do it now or else a new era of bloodshed will be on our hands," RED told Clay.

"But they are not ready to know of the resets yet! We got to keep it a secret and get the team ready to find and destroy Sonic once and for all," Clay responded. RED planted his hands firmly on Clay as a bright light emanated from his eyes.

"The team can't be built if they are blaming and or killing each other! We MUST TELL THEM!" The room went silent. Even Vader was surprised from the outburst. RED wasn't usually like this, and Clay knew it.

"RED...okay, I'll do it. Just...calm down, alright?" he said. RED's eyes went back to their usual black as he marched out of Vader's apartment, slamming the door behind him with enough force to unhinge it. Both Clay and Vader looked at each other, both wincing at the anger RED seemed to possess.

"I recommend you go start on whatever speech you plan on doing...before he turns into some sort of Hulk-like monster," Vader said, trying to light the mood a bit. Clay could only nod as he took out a pencil and paper to begin writing. He also exited the door, but shouted back that he would send someone to fix his door.

Alright fellas, I'm gonna end it here. I'm sorry if this isn't up to your standards, but I hadn't written a chapter of this in a while, so please don't be too angry ;.;

BUT yeah, I finally got around to making another one. Of course, this is short because I ran out of ideas as to what else to put here. I hope you enjoyed nonetheless.

This is Sporedude135, signing off...