Sonic Eternal: Sonic-X

My name's Elizabeth Arts Leon. You can call me Ezi for short. There's no real reason for my strange nickname except that I don't like the name Bella, or Izzie, which can be short for Elizabeth. I have blackish-dark brown hair and my skin is a light shade of tan. I usually have my long and wavy hair pulled back since I don't like my hair is always getting in my face, although I do leave my bangs out that swish to the right side, however. I prefer wearing comfortable clothing sometimes rather than clothes that are in style and uncomfortable. I live in the world known as earth, which created the English language that thousands of us are used to, or at least familiar with. I like sports, and while I have to be aggressive to play, in the beginning, I was shy about everything… But enough crap about me. I have decided that the life before that day was far less interesting than after that day. Indeed, far less interesting.

Chapter 1

The bed I was rested in was quite comfortable. I remember falling asleep in the cold, hard-poring rain for some reason, then I was warm and dried safely in this huge room. I arose quickly in bewilderment of my unusual, fancy whereabouts. I had a blue silky rob on and my hair was let down.

"Oh, I see you've awakened." A voice aroused from the doorway. There was a stern man in a butler suit with glasses on standing there. His eyes were beady, and he was frowning.

"Uh, where am I exactly?" My tone was in a bit of a whisper. It seemed almost like there was something stuck in my throat.

"The master will be glad to know you're okay." He implied ignoring my question. I stared at him blankly.

"Um, master?"

"Mister Tanaka, is she awake yet?" A childish voice asked excitedly. I heard footsteps running up some stairs which indicated that I wasn't on the first floor. A boy ran up next to the butler with wide eyes; then he smiled. "Hello there!" He greeted me. He had brownish-gold hair that went up one way and down the other. He was wearing a red shirt over a long sleeved black shirt, and had jeans on. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Er, I think so," I mumbled, a little baffled by him. "Hey, where am I?" I tried asking again.

"You're in my home," He elucidated, "My name's Christopher and this is Master Tanaka." The butler bowed his head. "You were outside passed out in the rain in front of our house." Christopher walked over to my bed. "Do you remember anything that happened to you? Where'd you come from?" He sounded calmer now.

"Well, I can't live very far from here." I explained. "I think I was walking home in the rain; then I was here suddenly."

"Hm, that's odd." He commented. "Well, what's you name?"

"Ezi-I mean, my name's Elizabeth, but just call me Ezi."

"Okay Ezi! We'll help you find your home." He announced proudly.

"Thanks for all this, Christopher," I said with gratuity, "But I can't live too far away, so it won't be a problem finding my own way back home."

"Oh, are, are you sure?"

"Yes. Thanks anyhow though." I said smiling. His sudden thrill faded.

"Okay. Ella already cleaned your wet clothes for you, so uh, I guess you can leave whenever you want." This boy was getting to me. For some reason he sounded upset and I felt guilty for turning down his offer to help me more than he already had.

"Well, actually," I decided to enlighten him, "I AM pretty tired. Is it possible you could drive me back to my house?"

"Hey, sure why not!" His excitement was back. "Mr. Tanaka-"

"I'll have the car ready outside for you, Master Chris." He bowed before leaving the room.

"I'll have Ella bring in your clothes." Chris entailed.

"Okay." I replied flatly. I really just wanted to walk home myself. My mother was probably worried about me. "Hey Chris, what is this place exactly? You have a butler, and I'm assuming Ella also helps you out the way he does, so who are your parents?" I was really concerned. The only giant mansion I could think of that was close to my complex was a few blocks away and it was hidden behind some adobe homes. The mansion was a club though, not a house.

"Oh, well my dad's the CEO of an engineer cooperation, and my mom's an actress."

"What? Like she's in movies?"

"Yep!"

"Really, that's awesome! What's her name?"

"Lindsay Thorndike." Oh. I guess she's not a very famous actress; because I had never heard of her.

"Has she ever been in movies like with Johnny Depp or Jim Carrey maybe??"

"Uh, I've never heard of those actors before, so I guess not." He chuckled. Lame. I thought I had access Hollywood there for a moment.

"Mister Chris!" A scratchy voice from a woman's accent emerged from the hallway. A big woman stood at the door in an apron holding my clothes. She had short curly-cue brown hair, and was tan; her lipstick she had on was so obviously seen it looked ridiculous.

"I have your clothes for you sweetheart." She said kindly handing them to me.

"Thank you." I gratified again with a fake, cheesy smile. This was really creeping me out. I had never been in a mansion before, let alone where people were waiting on me hand and foot.

"I'll be downstairs," Chris toddled away as he spoke, "Come down when you're dressed! Okay?"

"Okay." I put my clothes back on; a rather big red T-shirt and jean shorts. Then I pulled my hair back. I skipped down the stairs before I noticed how fancy this place was. When I walked outside, there was a limousine waiting for me! I glared in incredibility. There was no way this was the car Christopher had intended to take me home in. The window on the back door opened and I saw Chris's head pop out.

"Ezi!" He yelled limitedly. "C'mon, hop in." The door opened and Chris scooted to the other end of the seat.

"Whoa…" Who cared if his mom was some lame actress; he was still filthy rich because of it! When I got in, Mr. Tanaka drove off the long lot right away. We scurried down the street and I looked through the tinted window to see if I could find any familiar land marks.

"Do you see your house?" Chris asked me after a few moments. I shook my head anxiously. Something was wrong. There had to be something wrong. Nothing looked familiar, and from where we were driving, it looked like we were in the middle of a city now. I lived in a more western area, so the only real closest place to my home that was similar to a city, could've been downtown.

"Chris..?"

"Yes?"

"Are you sure you didn't pick me up somewhere before you took me into your mansion?" I was getting nervous.

"Well of course. You were passed out in front of our gate so…" This wasn't happening. I had to calm down. None of this was making any sense.

"Okay then," I assured Chris, also reassuring myself, "we should go back to your mansion so I can use your phone to call my mom then. Sorry, it's just this area doesn't look familiar to me AT ALL." He stared at me blankly for a moment.

"Well okay then." Chris had Mr. Tanaka drive us back to the mansion. I felt anxiety bumping around in my stomach when he pulled back up to the house. "Go ahead and go in and use it, Ezi." Chris allowed. I didn't bother to thank him this time. I jumped out of the long car and ran to the double doors that were the front door. I raced in and headed to the kitchen on the right; there had to be a phone in the kitchen. When I saw it on the table I grabbed it and dialed my home phone number right away. Beep…beep…beep…

I waited for someone to pick up the phone on the other end.

"Hello…"

"Mom!? Is that you?!"

"…We are sorry, but the number you have dialed doesn't exist. Please check the digits you pressed and try again later. Thank you" WHAT? Now I panicked. I kept dialing the number, over and over again. I even dialed other peoples' numbers I knew to see if I could just call them, but every single time I got the same result.

"No. No, no, no, no, no, no…"

"Ezi? Is everything okay?" Chris walked into the kitchen slowly.

"What is this place?" I asked him, almost sounding half crazy.

"Huh? Whaddyah mean?"

"This place; this city! What's it called?" He chuckled nervously at the question.

"Ezi, don't worry about that; its still the same good'oil Station Square." I dropped the phone. My eyes were wide and just staring at him, terrified. "Hey, you okay?" He asked skittishly. "W-what's wrong?" I looked around the kitchen; at all the things in it. I saw the counter in the center of the room, the stove, the pots and pans hanging, the refrigerator with pictures and magnets on it… It all seemed normal. But it WAS NOT normal. This place, this city, this world… I knew right away it wasn't my own.

"Chris…" I muttered. I wanted to scream out in all my frustration. I knew for a fact, it just made sense to me, that I wasn't in my World anymore.

"Ezi..?" He waited for me to finish.

"I'M LOST!" I fell to my knees and started crying with my head thrown down.

"What? Hey don't worry, you're not lost Ezi, we'll find your home, I promise." He put his hand on my back. He probably thought I was some cry baby, but at the moment I didn't care. How was I supposed to get back to my world when I didn't even know how I got in this one? And better yet, why did I believe that I was in another world? Just because a place called Station Square wasn't a real place and all the numbers I knew didn't exist? Of course it made sense…

"It's okay." Chris kept assuring me. I sat on the floor crying for awhile, until Chris led me to the living room. "Sit here. Do you want us to call the police? Maybe they'll know where you're from." He might've thought I was crazy if I had told him my theory about my situation.

"Don't call the po-po," I warned him, "you wouldn't want it on your record. Just see if you can find my Mom. Her last name is Leon; first name Mariah." He nodded his head.

"Sure… But, what's your father's name?" He asked me. I looked up at him thoroughly.

"He's, not around." I mused. "But if his name comes up, his name's Terrance."

"Uh, right, got it." He must've thought it wasn't his business to have asked me of my father, since he raced out to get information right away. I was so confused. I was lost. I was lost and confused. After awhile of waiting for Chris, I decided to lay down on the couch. The night was appearing over the sunset, but I wasn't tired yet. I closed my eyes for a while, trying to think of where I was at before I ended up in front of the Thorndike mansion. I tried to remember… There was lightning…

"This is insane!" I heard an old man's voice arouse from the kitchen.

"Shhh! The girl is sleeping!" Ella disciplined. "Now, what's going on, Charles?"

"Well, our little visitor doesn't seem to have a file ANYWHERE!"

"Shh! What?"

"That's right," this Charles person said a little quieter, "I can't find her, her mother, or her father's existence in any file anywhere! It's almost like she just dropped outta no where…" I almost laughed. He was probably right, for all I knew.

"Well, we'll have to keep looking, won't we?" Ella insisted. They both waked the other way and I listened to their voices fade. I sighed and was about to open my eyes again until I heard more footsteps. Somebody put a blanket on me before they headed towards the stair case. I opened one eye to see Chris sauntering away from me. He had on blue pajamas; how original. These people, they were being so nice to me, but at the moment all I cared about was getting home. My thoughts might have drowned me to sleep if I hadn't heard the loud, enormous SPLASH noises that were coming from the pool in the back…

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