It was a cool and crisp night in the city of Station Square. The sky emulated with the heavenly glow of the full moon and the twinkling of stars. There wasn't a single cloud visible to ruin such a magnificent sight. However, since the city itself was so busy, even in the dead of night, the beauty of the sky was, somewhat, hard to notice.

Station Square was a big metropolis, filled with buildings, shops and everything one would expect in a city. In the heart of the city was an enormous park, where the suburbs were located on the outskirts of town. Although it was only 11:00 at night, the city was well lit, almost as if the city never slept. Many of the high-raised buildings lights shone with a yellowish color, while the street was busy with the headlights of cars and the glow of the street lamps. From a distance, the city was almost like the sky; a well-light and beautiful sight. However, there was a section outside the city that didn't have any light, making it one of the most eerie of places, by night, anyway.

Between the city and the suburban area of the city, there was a field that no one really went to, either by night or by day. By day, no one entered the field because of the beauty that it had; there were wild flowers of various colors and scents, the grass was fresh and green and the trees behind the field were healthy and filled with leaves. However, by night, no one entered the field because it was so dark and forest behind it added to the eeriness. Even with the light of the moon and the stars, things were hardly visible.

In the darkness of the field, all that could really be seen is the lights of the city over the horizon. The trees and the leaves beneath them were hardly even seen, but were heard with every little breeze that blew by. Many crickets chirped happily in the night, orchestrating for an audience they never needed. Although the field itself was somewhat brightened by the night sky, there was no light in the forest, making it the most terrifying area of the city during this time.

This forest was rich and dense. The top of the trees were so thick with leaves that it prevented the light of the moon from peaking through. Because of the lack of light, one would find it rather difficult to see anything, even the neighboring tree that was only a few feet away. Although there was an abundance of leaves on the ground, the inhabitants that lived there, if any, never made a sound. The only things that could be heard was the soft swaying of the trees from time to time and the rustle of leaves as they were, slowly, drifted with the breeze. Although the night was terrifying, even during the day, no one entered the forest, mainly because they were afraid of what they might find there. The near-dead silence that was there, both during the day and the night, could make, even the strongest and bravest person, begin to feel fear and doubt.

A rare occurrence happened that evening, as the breeze that blew past began to strengthen, swaying the tops of the trees and blowing the leaves around much harder than usual. As the breeze began to pick up more and more, the leaves began rustling, making it sound as if it were raining at that time. The wind kept picking up even harder now, causing the leaves to move into a strange pattern, almost looking like they were starting to spiral on the ground.

Above the thick tops of the trees, in the clear night skies, clouds began to form in a small group, right above where the leaves were. Much like the leaves, the clouds began to form a spiral shape, churning slowly in the sky. The clouds continued to spiral, lightning began to crack and thunder began to boom in regular intervals. The mysterious part about all of it was that it was happening all in one spot; there weren't clouds over any part of the city.

After several moments, the eye of the spiraling clouds began to open, forming a black hole in the center. From the hole, high above the sky, a silver-white figure began falling to the ground. As it fell, moving closer and closer to the trees below, the clouds that had been formed began to dissipate until there was nothing left. It looked as if nothing had happened at all for there was no evidence or trace of the strange phenomenon that just occurred.

The figure fell into the leaves from the trees, which was very fortunate for him; the leaves had broken his fall, avoiding any serious injury. From the leaves, he began falling to the ground. All the while, his arms were extended, as if he was about to grab on to something on his way down. However, his hands were balled into fists the whole journey. As he was but seconds away from hitting the ground, he opened his fists, activating a psycho-kinetic ability he had, preventing him from hitting the ground. Instead, he just hovered there for a moment, surveying his surroundings, his feet dangling a few inches from the ground.

He panned his head back and forth, observing the dark, dense forest he had landed in. He kept his breathing soft and his movements at a minimum, making sure he didn't attract any unwanted attention. After several minutes, he was pretty confident that no one had heard or seen his arrival. So, he unfocused his psycho-kinetic energy and allowed himself to drop. When he did, he heard the eerie and uncomforting tearing of his black and purple boots crushing the brown, dried up leaves beneath him.

The silver-white hedgehog continued to pan his head back and forth, wondering to himself where he was and where he should go. His golden-yellow eyes swayed from one side of his face to another, even though he could hardly see anything. When he turned his whole body around at a 180 degree angle, he saw a dim light on the horizon, or so he thought. Confident that the light was emulating from a city of some kind, he began walking towards it.

As he continued to walk, his heart began to race faster and faster with every step he took. He had never seen a place so dark or creepy, and, at this point, he was regretting that he had. The distant chirping of crickets, mixed with the sound of the leaves crumpling under him was boosting his fear levels through the roof. Therefore, he used his psycho-kinetic ability to levitate over the leaves. As he hovered over the leaves, he began floating towards the light, trying his best to avoid any trees that got in his way.

After a long while, he came out of the thick, dense forest and entered what appeared to be a field of some kind. Although it was still dark, he was able to make out that there weren't any more trees; the moon and the stars became visible and bright in the crystal clear sky. Feeling much more relaxed and calm, he allowed himself to drop on a bed of grass that was beneath him. Now that he was able to see a lot better, he knew the light ahead of him was definitely from a city. As a result, he continued making his way towards the light on the horizon.

As he continued to walk, he looked up at the moon-lit sky. As he did so, his eyes widened in amazement and his mouth opened agape. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen such a beautiful sight.

"What a remarkable sight," he said aloud, not stopping this stride, "I never thought I'd actually see a crystal clear night sky again. This is incredible."

Reluctantly, he averted his attention back to the path he was walking. By the sound of the crinkling gravel beneath his boots, he concluded that he was walking along a dirt path now. Eventually, the dirt path led him to a ridge, where he was able to see a really magnificent overview of the city. Like before, he moved his head back and forth, soaking in the beautiful sight of the city skyline.

"So, this is the city of Station Square, huh?" he asked, crossing his arms and smiling. "This is a truly amazing sight to behold."

Then, the smile on his face slowly began to vanish, as he remembered about why he was here in the first place. His eyebrows furrowed and his fists clenched in anger. Images began racing through his mind, causing him to begin tearing in the corners of his eyes.

"There's no time for sight-seeing, now," he said in a stern voice, "Right now, I'm here on a mission. I have to find that 'blue speed demon.' And, when I do...I have to kill him."

With that, he uncrossed his arms, nodded his head and began making his way down the ridge, towards the entrance to the city.