EPILOGUE
In a faraway kingdom, a fox laughed upon the throne of Khxor...
He could see new visitors coming from his precarious perch atop the Tower of 999.99 Souls, happily unaware of the fate he had planned for them once they made it into the hamlet of Falknor. He didn't get many visitors these days, but he always enjoyed it when they did. It wasn't often he got to practice forcing the mind-shattering power of Xykolp on a living being... of course, they eventually broke under the strain, and became just like all the other villagers, mindless, soulless and utterly boring. And it was a lot easier to destroy souls when he could roam freely, taking what he wanted... until that accursed hedgehog sealed him inside the tower. It had been nintey-six years since that fateful day, and even now the king cursed his underestimation of the hedgehog. But he would wait another nintey-six years if he had to, for eventually a visitor would break the Curse of Tag, and he would be free again. The fox lord settled in its throne as the visitors drew near. Soon, its time would come. Soon...
Aw, to heck with it. Let's get to the action.
EPILOUGE END

CHAPTER 1
I walked over to the gravestone embedded in the ground, and read the inscription for around the thousandth time(I lost count at 954).
Sonic the Hedgehog; A friend to some, a hero to all.
Everyone on Mobius knew about Sonic the Hedgehog. He was a legendary hero who'd done many great deeds in the fifty-one years of his life, such as convincing Ivo Robotnik to become good, sealing Mephiles in the Nowhere Dimension, and cursing the Tails Doll with a spell that stopped it from going outside a tower in some long-forgotten derelict of Mobius. He died at the age of 51 due to chili dog poisoning(although some suspect the general of the Army of Darkness, Dora the Explorer, no one knows for sure) and now his gravestone was one of the most visited sites on the planet of Mobius. However, most people were occupied on this Friday(hint hint: The Victoria’s Secret show is on a Friday in this month) and nobody would come see the grave, which was sort of pathetic. After all, how great a hero could Sonic be if he couldn’t lure people away from my fox mother prancing around in her underpants? I liked to visit the gravestone when it was quiet, though. It was only a short walk away from my house, and I found it helped me focus when I was by the gravestone. It had a sort of calm that set it far apart from the hustle and bustle of the rest of New Mobotropolis, which made it the place to go when I needed to practice my magic. “Cilin belit! Cilin belit! Cilin belit! Cilin belit! Cilin belit!..YES!!!” My efforts at casting the enlarged color spray spell had been rewarded by a cavalcade of dancing, multicolored lights the size of a large shed. This meant I’d finally mastered the maximum amount of metamagic available at my power level (which happened to be 12) and I was ready to start learning a new spell. For those of you who aren’t in the know, metamagic is an ability casters can use to power up their spells in various ways, from making it super-powerful to casting it in the blink of an eye. (Both of which I could do. I hope I’m not bragging too much.) That’s when it hit me. It was Friday night, and I was hanging around a gravestone by myself! I had to do something! Anything!

I blasted down the door of the evil cultists, yelling ”All right, cultists, the jig’s up! I know all about your Dora The Explorer worship! You’re going DOWN!!!” One of the little girls on the ground said “Mr.Pokol, why did you knock down our door while we were playing dress-up?” Oops.
Apparantly, the girls actually WEREN'T an evil cult sacrificing livestock to the forces of darkness. Fortunately, the good evil cultist hunter always has a backup plan. "Uh, girls, I'd love to explain, but my doodledum has goomaran, and I simply must edrodle over to alombe her. Bye!" As I ran, one of the girls yelled "Sorry about your doodledum, Mr.Pokol! Wait, WHAT?!?" I love double talk.

After that little...er...incident, I expected to just be able to go to bed. Unforturanately, my life revolves around Murphy's law. "HEY POKOL!!! WAKE UP NOW!! NOW!!!" Aand that would be Sally V, heir to the nonexistient throne of Acorn. Apparantly, the forces that aren't up at Acorn Castle had another job for me. Oh well. You put up with this kind of stuff for friends. "So Sally, what is it now? The Duke of Diamonds needs his toenails waxed?" "Well, he does, but forturnately, that's not the mission. Your dad's gone missing up in some hovel called Knothole. They were going to send out Team Checker, but I thought you'd want to get there first." No kidding. Team Checker only accepts the most incompotent adventurers in Mobius. They couldn't even buckle their shoes without a hero having to swoop in to rescue them. (I know from experience). If THEY went to save my dad, I'd never see him again. I shrugged. "Hey, why not? But I'll need to ask my mom. Don't worry though. I have a plan." Upon hearing those words, Sally split faster than you can say "Power r-darn,she's gone!" Why does nobody ever like my plans?

Thousands of watchers were glued to the screen watching a rather well-rounded* fox in lingerie prance on a glowing catwalk. Suddenly, a boy teleported on to the catwalk, yelled "HEY MOM! I'M GOING ON AN ADVENTURE! I MAY HAVE TO BRING A BAG LUNCH! JUST THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW! LOVE YOU! BYE!" and teleported away in a dramatic gout of sapphire flame. The flare caused the models to fall into the audience, blew up several neon signs, and gave thousands of Japanese boys seizures. Maybe that's why nobody likes my plans... Nah.
TO BE CONTINUED
*By normal standards. My definition of "well-rounded" is "spherical" which I refer to fat ladies everywhere as. And they thought I was complimenting them. Well-rounded chance.

Nice story! I'm gonna keep reading this ^v^.

CHAPTER 2:
Holy cow, I actually have a FAN! Anyways, back to where I left off... oh yes, saving my dad. How could I have forgotten that? Maybe I had more important things to do *cough Sonic Advance 2 cough*
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"Well" I said, rematerializing in front of Sally, "I told Mom without any major incident..." "POKOL!!! YOU GAVE HALF THE KIDS IN JAPAN HEART ATTACKS A LA POKEMON BANNED EPISODE WITH YOUR FANCY FLASHES AND YOU CALL THAT MINOR?!?!?" "Well, last time I blew up Madagascar... Take it or leave it." "You WHAT?!?!" "Umm... Nox tannik!" Suddenly, the power of my spell damped out the sound around me, cushioning me in blissful silence. (Sally's mouth was still moving, and I imagined she was trying to say something along the lines of "DON'T YOU CAST THE SILENCE SPELL ON ME, POKOL!!!!!" But hey, who cares?)
Well, I don't suppose me and Prissy-Face over there can go save Dad on our own, so I decided to go round up my other friends.
Oh, Pokol never bothered to describe me! I generally look uncannily like my great-great-grandmother, Sally I, with the same red hair, perfect form, cute little jacket, Shut up, Sally. This is my story.
I figured my friends, Alexis Rose and Karrne Sumoth, would be at the Groovy George's Disco Dance Club making out as usual, so I might as well look there first.
Oh, Pokol never describes ANYONE intresting! Karrne was this cute dragon boy with green scales, and his eyes were ever-so-romanitic pools of chocolate! Alexis was the great-great-granddaughter of Amy Rose herself! She has this luxerious pink fur, these almost-skintight body suits, ashy gray hair, and green eyes just like her moth-
Api belit!
AAAH!!! IT BURNS!!!!
Now that she's out of the way, back to our story.
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It was the middle of the night. the dragon boy danced with his hedgehog partner, eyes locked in a romantic-
FOOOOM!!!!
The door of the cozy establishment known as Groovy George's Disco Dance Club went flying across the room, propelled by an explosion of air, and nearly ducked Alexis. Karrne scowled. He didn't need to look to know he'd find his date's best friend, Pokol Da'Erran, standing in the shattered doorway. Great. What did he want now? "Pokol, doors have these things called doorknobs. We twist them, then we push and open the door." "That way's no fun!" Typical Pokol. Always busting in and dragging them off on his adventures, he had absolutely no idea what Alexis saw in him. Of course, that's it! An adventure! That disguting-
Hey! I heard that, Karrne!
human boy was dragging them all off on another one of their stupid adventures! Naturally, it HAD to happen during their date. Figures. Karrne scowled, walking over to Pokol to find out what he wanted...
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Karrne groaned. "Remind me, Pokol. Why did I let you drag me into this?" "Because of your obvious lust for adventure and your wish to spend time with me." "Shut up." I grinned in the backseat, hammering away at my Nintendo DS's screen (not literally, of course. That wouldn't make sense). I knew Karrne was a vital part of our team. We wouldn't have been able to do half the adventures without the fighter(though I'd never admit as much to him)and he'd do anything to be with Alexis, including coming with me on adventures. And I'm pretty sure he's actually beginning to like it. Meh, well. Even if he's gruff and hates my guts, he's old enough to drive, rescuing us from going the whole way on foot. I happened to look up, and said "Oh. We're here." Everyone instantly tumbled out of the small car, gasping for much-needed oxygen (Karrne won't let us roll down the car windows) and I managed to notice a rotted sign saying in bright red paint: "Knothole, original home of the Mobian revolution!" Of course, half the towns around here claimed to be the site of the Mobian revolution, so I didn't figure the sign meant much. If I'd taken the time to examine it closely, I would have noticed several ominous plot twists (read: Sign letters written in fresh blood, runnning recorder duct taped on back of sign) but for now the whole team stumbled torwards civilization, happily oblivious of the evil that rested in the remains of Knothole. But that's another chapter.
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The fox creature replayed the recorder his servants had recovered from the back of the town sign, amused by the mortal creature's idle chatter. They obviously had no idea it was here. Now, it just needed to lure the mortals to the Tower of 999.99 souls, and it could finally feast...
TO BE CONTINUED

Guess what: After two hours of Baator in the car with Karrne, who’s about as conversational as a large block of wood (no offense to all you blocks of wood out there) and I finally stumble towards civilization, it turns out that, well, you’ll see. Let’s just say the people there aren’t the best conversationalists either.I walked down the moldy dirt path (is that even possible?) in an attempt to find some sign of life in the barren shell of a city apparently known as Knothole. Eventually, I saw a light on in an inn-type building, with the shadow of a female fox visible in the light. I knocked twice on the door, and then kicked it in. No, I don’t have anything against doors; I just like making dramatic entrances. I walked into the room and tapped the fox lightly on the back. Apparently, I’d disturbed her sowing, for she put down a needle, spun around, fixed me with glazed, dead eyes, and hissed; “Leave this place! Leave this place! Leave, before you are doomed to lie here forever!” She then nonchalantly went back to her sowing. “Wow.” I muttered. “The people here are pretty touchy.” I then proceeded out the door to find my friends, hoping they had had better luck.
Karrne and Alexis were apparently making out and not obeying their orders to split up and try to find inhabitants, as usual, and to her delight Sally had managed to catch them at it. Rather than alert them to her presence, Sally sat back, grinned, and began counting. 3…2…1… Then, three things happened at the same time; Sally yelled “NOW!!!” Pokol suddenly appeared in the sky in a huge flash of energy and tumbled onto the ground into Karrne, knocking him down, and a man tripped on a banana peel 350 miles away. What? I didn’t say they would be related.
Well, Karrne and Alexis had run away and started smooching like I expected, but Sally had actually found out some information. Apparently, a merchant she found had said “Leave this cursed land, or the master of the tower will devour your soul!” So, now we just needed to find a tower somewhere… “I SWEAR, NOTHING WILL DETER ME FROM THE SEARCH FOR THE-Ooh, is that a muffin?” I scampered over to the muffin, ignoring the obvious exasperation of my comrades. The all-importance of muffins just hadn’t hit them yet. I examined the muffin closely. “Blueberry. Buttered. One bite. Whoever was eating this muffin definitely didn’t stop willingly.” See? Muffins have already become one of the most important hints to our investigation ever! But wait… “Hey Karrne, don’t we need to find a tower?” “YES, Pokol.” “Saay, think it might be that big one off in the distance with the ominous fog that’s emitting a faintly audible bone-curdling shriek?” “No, of course not. Keep looking.” Of course, I wasn’t going to listen to him that easily. I uttered three syllables and immediately transpositioned myself in front of the tower.
The fox creature gazed at the human backing up to kick the door of its Tower of 999.99 souls in. Of course, the door was far too sturdy to be annihilated by a mere kick, but that could be fixed easily enough. After all, it would be a shame to let something as simple as a door deter his new guests. Exerting its will to weaken the door’s wooden panels, he turned his gaze to the town square of Knothole, where his other guests seemed to be having considerable difficulty reaching his home. Maybe they just needed a little prod in the right place…
“ZOMBIES!” Karrne yelled, obviously panicked. “THERE ARE ZOMBIES! I HATE ZOMBIES!” It had been a relatively sudden occurrence; one moment the residents of Knothole were doing their strangely automated chores, the next they were shuffling after Karrne, Alexis, and Sally in a mob of, well, zombies. “ZOMBIES GRAB YOUR HEAD AND EAT YOUR BRAINS!” A voice from a little bit off called ‘Well, what do you know? Karrne sees dead people! Don’t worry, I can fix that. Shirak belit!” As Pokol (who did you expect, Ganondorf?) jumped into the air, he shot a blinding wave of light at the zombies, causing them to crumble to ash. He then gestured to the tower nearby and its broken down door, saying “You know, this was here the whole time. We could’ve just went here first and got to the adventure instead of wasting a chapter with exploration just so we could end this chapter with another cliffhanger.” “Fiine.” Karrne grumbled. “So” Pokol said, walking into the Tower of 999.99 Souls, “Who’s up for an adventure?
TO BE CONTINUED

And yes, I like cliffhangers. Because if I just had a chapter end nice and happy you could just stop reading and feel satisfied. BUT! If I end a chapter with a CLIFFHANGER, you have to stay glued to your seat to find out what happens next! I’m mean like that.

Nice! I like cliffhangers anyway.

Great story so far!

CHAPTER 4
The fox creature looked over the visitors from its throne, and laughed hideously in a terrible voice that only it could hear. Children! New Mobotropolis sent children against it! Was this the best the New Ambassadors could do? The better for it-it was always partial to children. They were easy to destroy, and their souls tasted so sweet…
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Karrne stumbled through the doorway and let out an overly enthusiastic cheer. “Yes… No more stairs… Yes…” “Noob” Pokol scoffed, and turned around to examine the throne. “Hey” Pokol called down the stairs to Alexis and Sally, who were still arriving, “someone left their doll on this throne!” Alexis and Sally rushed up the stairs from their resting position, instantly putting the pieces together. “POKOL! Don’t let it grab you!” “What do you mean? It’s a doll!” That’s when the Tails Doll sat up.
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Charlie Da’Erran, wizard extrordinare, walked into his house from his harmless game of golf. He had hit two holes in one, a reason to celebrate, and had stayed longer than he expected. “Hey, Rosa! I’m home!” His fox wife, Rosa Da’Erran, immediately rushed into Charlie’s arms. “Oh, Charlie! The ambassadors told me you had been kidnapped! Pokol’s out in Mobius…” “MOBIUS? That’s where the Tails Doll is! Why did they send him there!!” “You know how they work. They probably want to use him to destroy the Tails Doll.” “Well, I guess we just hope he comes home alive-wait, what’s this?” Charlie picked up a metal disk with a purple spiral in it off the table. “Rosa honey, how did this get here?” “Oh, that Alexis girl left it here… It’s one of those new fads. I’ve been seeing these around recently.” Charlie quickly ran into his office and telephoned an ambassador friend, requesting all the information the New Ambassadors had on the recent habits of one Alexis Rose. He had a sinking feeling that his son was about to face something a lot more powerful than the Tails Doll.
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The Tails Doll sprung off its throne, its black button eyes filled with reflections of horrors past, and floated towards Pokol, trailing necromantic energy. Pokol, realizing what the doll was, quickly prepared a lightning spell. “Sentak be-WHOA!” Alexis and Sally bowled into Pokol in their haste to reach the tower room, ruining his spell. Alexis charged right into the grasp of the Tails Doll, who immediately attempted to devour her soul, but Alexis brought her knee up and forced it to let go. The Tails Doll flew across the room, and righted itself after going about 20 feet. “OK” Pokol said, “Let’s try this again. Sentak belit!” Bolts of lightning arced from Pokol’s fingertips, but they fizzled out into nonexistience about a foot away from the Tails Doll. “Darn.” Pokol muttered. “Spell resistance.” He walked a few steps away from it and began to charge up a super-powerful dispel spell. Noticing Pokol’s actions, Sally stepped in front of Pokol and launched a number of throwing knives at the Tails Doll. The Tails Doll spun around and lazily raised its hand, causing the knives to clatter to the ground, and Karrne used the opening to impale the Tails Doll with his sword. It glanced at the sword sticking through its chest, backhanded Karrne, knocking him out, and continued to fight as if nothing had happened. Alexis held up some sort of disk and yelled “Gre-UGH!” as whatever she had been doing was interrupted by the Tails Doll firing a massive beam of force out of the orb connected to its head, almost blowing her through the wall. It then turned to Sally, who jumped over it and performed a kicking attack at the same moment Pokol cast his dispel spell, almost knocking the Tails Doll’s head off. The Tails Doll knocked Sally unconscious with a bolt of black lightning that jumped from its paw, and then hovered over to the throne, using the time Pokol needed to regain his energy from the spell to find a sewing kit and reattach its head. It then blasted Pokol across the room with black magic; however, Pokol’s magic defense was stronger than that of his friends, and the spell that would’ve knocked them out only injured him. Pokol groaned as the seemingly indestructible Tails Doll pulled the sword out of its chest , stitched up the wound, and advanced on him. It was almost like it was a living nightmare…
Wait.
It was a living nightmare! It must have been given its life and power by the subconscious of the hapless Sonic fans who constantly lived in fear of it jumping out of their television sets and killing them when they finished Sonic R 100%! And if dreams made it live, dreams could also kill it…“I DON’T BELIEVE IN TAILS DOLL!” Suddenly, the Tails Doll began to move slower, hesitating.“I DON’T BELIEVE IN TAILS DOLL! I DON’T BELIEVE IN TAILS DOLL! I DON’T BELIEVE IN TAILS DOLL! I DON’T BELIEVE IN TAILS DOLL! I DON’T BELIEVE IN TAILS DOLL!” With every repetition of the phrase, the Tails Doll seemed to become visibly weaker, fading away. Pokol walked up to the now slow as your grandma’s grandma’s molasses Tails Doll and said “Oh by the way, have you heard? I don’t believe in Tails Doll.” The Tails Doll crumpled to the ground, little more than a lifeless stuffed animal.
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Walking back through the village, Pokol checked the hotel he had found the fox in, to make sure his destruction of the Tails Doll (he had burned its remains with a fire spell, just to be safe.) had worked. Sure enough, all trace of population was gone, the souls anchored to the Tails Doll by their consumption restored and passed on to their eternal rest. The aura of menace that surrounded the village had also disappeared, transforming Knothole from a village in a bad horror movie to just another town burned out by the revolution’s battles. As Pokol prepared to leave, Alexis said “Hey, guys? There’s something I want to tell you.” “What?” Alexis’s shadow suddenly bulged and divided, the two parts of shadow that had been separated changing into one-eyed, clawed shadow monsters, which hovered at either side of Alexis. She then pulled out a metal disk with a purple spiral engraved on it and pointed it at the rest of the party as it began to crackle with unholy magic. “I want to tell you.” Alexis said, “that if you sacrifice the sorcerer boy to Mephiles the Dark, I will bless the rest of you with a speedy death.”

TO BE CONTINUED

CHAPTER 5
Pokol, objecting to the premise of being sacrificed (understandably) quickly teleported through the fabric of space-time and appeared directly behind Alexis, tapped her on the back, and teleported away again. As Alexis spun around to smite Pokol using the evil domain power, Sally tossed a few razor-tipped cards at one of the shadow demons, Joker style. The cards sliced the shadow demon in five pieces, which immediately turned into five new shadow demons. “WOW, Sally. That was REALLY helpful.” Pokol remarked. “Pokol, shut up and tell us how Shadow beat these things!” “Actually, he didn’t. He just had to keep blowing them up with Chaos magic.” “Well, that’s encouraging.” Pokol thought about that for a moment as Karrne attempted to break Alexis’ shield with his sword. “Well, when Sonic killed Solaris the spawn went away. Maybe we should focus on Alexis.” Sally, deciding to follow Pokol’s advice, charged Alexis, assisting Karrne in shattering the force shield. Alexis raised her holy symbol in the air and called “Great Mephiles, lend me your strength! Smite the infidels!” A bolt of black lightning arced out of her holy symbol and struck Karrne in the chest, causing him to stagger backwards. Sally groaned. “Oh, great. The Tails Doll took me out with that attack!” However, Pokol made a more optimistic observance; Sally had been knocked out when the Tails Doll used his unholy smite attack, but when used by Alexis, it only caused minor injury. Maybe Alexis had a lower caster level than the Tails Doll, he would have to capitalize on that.
I grinned, suddenly realizing what I could do. If Alexis had cleric training, then she was taught to be prepared against all rational forms of attack. But was she prepared for IRrational forms of attack? This should be good.

I quickly muttered “Packers tannik!” fabricating a Green Bay Packers jersey out of the air. I threw it at Alexis, who used her battle reflexes to catch it in one hand while fighting Karrne and Sally with the other, and yelled at the top of my lungs; “HEY, FANS! I HAVE A LIMITED EDITION PACKERS JERSEY! HIGHLY COLLECTIBLE! COME AND GET IT!” The bewildered Alexis was instantly trampled by thousands of rabid Cheeseheads* who assimilated themselves into a roiling mass, constantly fighting for the jersey I had fabricated. (It would only last for a day. Fortunately, I’d be far away when my spell ran out. Hopefully they wouldn’t recognize me on sight.) I pulled a plunger out of my pockets (which are way larger on the inside than the outside. Always useful.) yelled “DAAAAAAAAAAH!” and threw plungers at Alexis randomly. My plan was working perfectly.
*Green Bay Packers fans, for those of you who aren’t in the know.
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As Charlie put down the phone, his worried wife asked; “Charlie, is my darling going to be okay?” Charlie sighed. “Rosa, dear, I’m not going to beat around the bush with you. Our son is probably going to die out there, and even if he doesn’t, and he survives the trip home, the welcome wagon is probably going to be rolled out by deranged cultists.” Rosa sighed, thinking about her life with Charlie; her unlikely marriage to the geeky human wizard as a leading vixen in the modeling department, the good times afterward, and Pokol. Ah, Pokol! That door-blasting, half-insane, lovable hunk of human sorcerer! Even when he blew out half the doorways in the house, she still loved her son. And who needs doors anyways? Rosa sighed, cuddling up to her husband. All she could do was hope Pokol wouldn’t come home in a box. Suddenly, a giant banana doing the Peanut Butter Jelly Time dance blew down the wall. “Uh…” Charlie remarked, “Do I know you?” “NOPE!” the overenthusiastic banana said. “I just thought the story was getting too serious!” Charlie peeled the dancing banana and ate it.
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Karrne slashed through the shadow monsters with his magic sword; with Alexis distracted by a plunger sticking to her butt, she was unable to supply the divine magic necessary to revive them, and they harmlessly dissipitated. Sally, catching on to Pokol’s plan, pulled two nonanthro bunnies out of her cloak and put them on Alexis’ head; they multiplied like, well, rabbits, covering Alexis with fluffy bunnies. As she shrieked in distaste and brushed the bunnies off her, Pokol blew a horn, and the Spanish Inquisition appeared, yelled “DOWN WITH WITCHES!” brutally attacked Alexis, and disappeared, leaving her injured and beaten on the ground. “How… Alexis groaned. “I didn’t expect…” “NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION!” You saw that coming, right? The party restrained Alexis with duct tape, hopped into the car, and drove off, paying no attention to the shadow beast that materialized out of Alexis’ shattered holy symbol and followed the car into the sunset.
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Everyone in the car cheered as the car drove up to New Mobotropolis-and then stopped as abruptly as the car had, suddenly ceasing its movement. Getting out of the car and looking closer, Pokol used his knowledge of magic to see what the others had missed-a field of unholy black energy made solid, encasing New Mobotropolis in a shell of evil. “Guys.” Pokol said, inviting them to discover the blasphemous barrier for themselves, “We have a minor problem. In other words, we’re screwed.”
TO BE CONTINUED

CHAPTER 6:

Pokol tapped on the barrier and groaned. "It's a forcewall encircling the entire city. AND a dimensional anchor so we can't just teleport in. Seriously, NOBODY remembers dimensional anchor anymore! What kind of scary perfectionists ARE these evil cultists of Mephiles?" A strange combination of mmph sounds came out of the trunk, translating roughly to "I would tell you if you would take this **** duct tape off my mouth!" "Well" Sally said, "Why can't you just dispel it?" "Well I could" Pokol argued, "but it would take some massive energy source like the Chaos Emeralds to dispel a force field that big. Whoever made this had a huge caster level... wait... We could find Chaos Emeralds!" Karrne muttered "Great. This formerly slightly original fanfic has dissolved into another "FIND TEH COMPUTER ROOM!" quest." "Yeah, pretty much." Pokol agreed. "We've got at least two days before the townies realize they're being held hostage by evil cultists, so LET'S GO FIND THE COMPUTER ROOM-I MEAN 7 CHAOS EMERALDS!!!" "Wait." Sally remarked. "Somehow I doubt it'll take the evil cultists two DAYS to make contact with townspeople." "You'd be suprised."
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Zimbago Menace, head of the evil cultists, danced around the assembly room in his underwear shouting "HEY EVERYONE! LOOK AT ME! I'M AN EVIL CULTIST THATS HOLDING YOU ALL FOR RANSOM!" Nobody noticed. "Oh, you've GOTTA be kidding me!"
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Alexis quickly slid into a kneeling position as she approached her dread lord. The colossus of evil known as Mephiles the Dark’s voice boomed throughout the entire room. “SO, ALEXIS. YOU HAVE FAILED TO SLAY THE BOY. EXCELLENT. I HAD NOT UNDERESTIMATED YOU. I WAS AFRAID YOU WOULD SHOW THEM THE TRUE POWER I BESTOW UPON MY FOLLOWERS, BUT YOU DID EXCELLENTLY. THEY HAVE NO IDEA OF HOW CLOSE I AM TO ENTERING THE WORLD AGAIN.” Alexis grinned at Mephiles’ praise; she knew he was not the kind of being who gave compliments freely. “My task, master?” “FOLLOW THOSE FOOLISH MORTALS. MAKE SURE THEY ENTER THE CITY. ONCE THEY DO, BRING THE IBLIS TRIGGER TO ME.” “Yes, master.” Alexis hurriedly replied, and dived back into the temporary portal she had created. Mephiles, seeing she had left, collapsed himself into his true form- a sort of crystalline hedgehog, for those who haven’t seen him- and began to meditate, attempting to follow the progress of his star cleric with his mind. It was always a pleasure to see her advancing his cause heedlessly, though it did get tiring having to yell at her all the time so he would seem more imposing.
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They were halfway to Knothole when Sally suddenly said “Uh, Pokol, how do you intend to FIND the seven chaos emeralds?” “Well, I figure if we just keep driving, we’ll get them all dropped into our lap by a convenient plot twist.” “Makes sense” And so Pokol and his pals traveled into the great unknown once again, utterly unaware of the great evil lurking unseen inside the girl taped up in their trunk.
TO BE CONTINUED

CHAPTER 7
This chapter is in honor of Sonic Rapid Board day, as promised.
As the car puttered into a random town to find a hotel after eight hours of driving, Pokol was complaining constantly, but not for the reasons you’d expect. “JEEZ!!! We have 2 DAYS to save the MILLIONS of people inside New Mobotropolis from an insane cult, and you want to SLEEP!” “Uh, Pokol? The last time I checked, humanoids need to EAT, SLEEP, and BREATHE!” That would be Karrne, who as you may have guessed is the voice of reason in the group. “We don’t have TIME to EAT, SLEEP or BREATHE. We need to MOVE-huh?” Pokol’s “huh” was the result of a black van that was overly plain-except for the logo on the side, a spiky, purple spiral. “Hey!” Pokol observed. “That’s the spiral on Alexis’ holy (well, unholy in this case) symbol! FOLLOW THAT VAN!!!” Karrne reluctantly got back into the car and pursued the van.
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The driver of the van, glancing at the car he had been made to memorize for hours before starting his mission, excitedly contacted his lord via his specially prepared (read; energized with dark magic) two way radio. “Boss! They took our bait!” “Excellent.” Mephiles said, quickly switching his blasphemous gaze to lock on to the van that had comtacted him. “Hit them with everything you have, but make sure you don’t kill them- my chief cleric is in that car. Just use enough so they won’t think we want them to follow you.” The crewmates in the back, hearing the words of the creature whose evil they wholeheartedly devoted themselves to, quickly began to unload their peanut butter jelly.
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Karrne swerved the car hurridly to avoid the barrage of sandwich spreads. “GAAAH!! Peanut butter and jelly! How did they know I hate peanut butter and jelly?!” “Hey!” Pokol commented, making light of the situation. “It’s peanut butter jelly time!” Sally immediately put on her backseat driver routine. “Karrne, GET BACK BEHIND THAT VAN! And turn the windshield wiper on! A little PBJ never hurt anyone!” “But SALLY!” Karrne whimpered. “Peanut butter and jelly is SCARY!” “You have issues.” Pokol observed. “Fortunately, I have THIS! Take it away, Sally!” He pulled a large remote out of his pockets and handed it to Sally. “Pokol, what’s this?” “Remote controls for Karrne’s car!” “Pokol, do I want to know why you have a remote control for my car? “No, I can’t particularly say you do.” Sally quickly engaged the windshield wipers and moved back behind the van. Karrne whimpered, clenched his teeth and hung on to the seat behind him for dear life as peanut butter and jelly oozed down the windshield. Pokol said “You know, I just got this weird craving for bananas.”
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The cultist truck driver(for purposes of my laziness, I’ll call him Trucky) yelled at the worshippers unloading their biological weapon; “You’re running out of peanut butter jelly? Well, use a DIFFERENT weapon!... YOU ONLY BRANG PEANUT BUTTER JELLY?!” One of the cultists said “Well, we brought bread, too.” That remark visibly pushed ol’ Trucky over the edge. “Well,” the lowly weapon-unloading cultists argued, “You shouldn’t have made us pack our weapons during our lunch break!” Trucky groaned, made a peanut butter jelly sandwich, and picked up the wheel.
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He immediately ran into a tree.
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Sally pulled the car over, and Pokol jumped out the door as soon as he could and tumbled over to the van. Trucky fell out of the truck, obviously dying, though the source was not clear. “Whoa.” Pokol remarked. “What happened to YOU?” Trucky muttered “Mephiles… punishes… those who… fail him. Go… to… Skeleton Hill…” Then he died. Karrne, who’d been all too eager to get out of the peanut butter and jelly-covered car, said “What’s Skeleton Hill, and why do we need to go there?” Pokol plucked a slip out of Trucky’s hand. “Hmm… Pick up Chaos Emeralds at Skeleton Hill, 11:30 AM. Hey, *points out mountain made of giant bones in distance* think that might be a Skeleton Hill candidate over there?” Sally checked her watch. It was 5:30 AM. “Well.” Sally said, jumping into the driver’s seat (Karrne had no complaint, due to the fact that the passenger seat door was the only one not covered in sandwich spread) and said “Well, let’s go! To the convenient plot device-I mean, creepy hill of bones!”

TO BE CONTINUED

CHAPTER 8
As my team slowly scaled the mountain of bones, a dark citadel loomed from the impending peak of the mountain, made completely of black stone and with the despicable symbol of Mephiles the Dark slathered on the front in dripping purple paint. Is it just me, or has SOMEONE been watching too many horror movies? Ah, well. We’re going to get into their base and take the Chaos Emeralds, no matter how overly ominous said base happens to be.
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Alexis could feel the pulse of Mephiles’ greatest headquarters, the Citadel of Black Bones, pounding in her head. It welcomed her, invited her to bask in its blasphemous glory. That could only mean that her master’s plan had been executed perfectly, as usual, and she knew it was time to shatter the silver bindings that those fools she had associated with thought could hold her and go to her dread lord.
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I walked up to the stone doors, which were entirely black, like the rest of the citadel, providing a stunning contrast to the bleached white bone it had been built on. Pointing at the door, I said “Kapa porto!” Nothing happened. “So, these guys bothered to fortify their doors, did they? In that case… “Dolom kapa porto!” As it usually did, the doors were blasted off their hinges, twin slabs of ebony rock flying through the grand hall, where numerous clerics had gathered to discuss the dark arts. “So, Pokol” Sally asked, “think they might have noticed we’re here?” I responded to their question by jumping through the doorway, tumbling through the air to avoid various magics being launched at me, then yelled arcane syllables and punched the floor when I landed, causing a moderate strength earthquake to burn through the room. Most of the clerics fell on the ground, but a few stayed up. I pointed them out to Karrne. “Hey, Karrne. Those guys are the tough ones. Do your thing, buddy.” Karrne launched himself into the room, slaying three of the stronger clerics before they even had a chance to look up; unfortunately, the two clerics still alive managed to turn him to stone with a well-timed double hex lock. I gestured to Sally to handle the remaining clerics as I ran over to Karrne and turned my attention to chanting the break enchantment spell. By the time the minor clerics had risen, I had cured Karrne and Sally had taken out the last of the powerful enemies. Seeing their (apparent) leaders easily slain, the clerics ran away screaming at the top of their lungs. “Hah!” Karrne said. “Wimps.” “Interesting to hear that coming from someone who’s afraid of a sandwich.” “Shut up, Pokol.” “But if I shut up, there will be nobody to annoy you!” “That’s the point, Pokol.” I blew open the doors on the other side of the great hall (black as usual. Jeez, who did this place’s interior design anyways?) and walked in to face my next challenge.
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I stomped into the next room with my partners, ready to lay down the awesome- and immediately had a cage dropped on us. “IT’S A TRAP!!!” Sally yelled in an excellent imitation of Admiral Ackbar. Glancing around the room, where cultists typed constantly on laptops, I said “Well, look on the bright side. We found the computer room!” XD I took a little time to think about our situation. I’d thought those cult leaders seemed way too easy! We must have went up against the new recruits! The skilled cultists had probably fallen down on purpose to fake us out! And the truck we followed could have been leading us here on purpose! Well, we fell for that hook, line, and sinker. I turned my attention to the cell. It was made out of adamantine bars, making it almost impossible to shatter, but they made one mistake. They included a door. And there was never a door I couldn’t break.
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One of the cult leaders said “I would keep a watch on the prisoners if I were you. The human is notorious for breaking out of places, and the Master specifically requested him.” The other one said “Pah! That cage is pure adamantine! It’s impossible to break!” A pure adamantine cell door flew through the air and conked said cult leader on the head. “Told you.” the other cult leader remarked.
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I stepped out of the ruined cage. Breaking stuff, especially doors, had always been my specialty. All the cult leaders in the computer room turned to look at us, and prepared their magic. I set up a magic shield, grinned menacingly (at least I think I did. Sally says I looked like a hamster with ADHD) and started the real battle for the Chaos Emeralds.
TO BE CONTINUED
Yay, two chapters in one day! I suppose it is Sonic Rapid Board day…

CHAPTER 9
The clerics yelled as one "OH GREAT MEPHILES, SHOW US YOUR MIGHTZ!!!" and giant beams of evil began to arc from the ceiling at us. To make a long story short; RUN AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! So anyways, once we'd ran out of the citadel, I backed up against the wall and proceeded to promptly trip over seven very shiny objects. Karrne, noticing my discovery, said "Hey, Pokol. What are you digging up over there?" "Oh, just the Chaos Emeralds. Nothing major." "OK- wait, WHAT?!" The group rushed over to marvel at my discovery. “It’s so SHINY!” “Wow!” “It must have been there all this time!” “Mephiles’ group didn’t even know! “Or” I pointed out, “Maybe they did. They’ve been leading them into a trap with everything else they did, maybe this is a trap too? Although I must admit, the fact that they don’t explode on contact is encouraging.” So, we took the Chaos Emeralds and drove back to New Mobotropolis.
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Mephiles did his customary evil laugh from his hideaway in the Nowhere Dimension. “The fools are falling right into my trap! This is unbelievable! Six decades blasted away fishing for some gullible heroes to set me free, and these saps set up my line, bait my hook, and reel themselves in! Soon, they will undo Sonic’s binding seal, and I will walk the earth again! Of course, I’ll need to make some last minute preparations…
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As Karrne drove along the road, half asleep, and Pokol and Sally slumped down on each other’s laps in the backseat, completely asleep, a band of black-robed clerics cast a magic circle into being around the car and chanted a few syllables. The team traveled through the fabric of reality faster than the speed of light, appearing in front of the barrier, and the impact on the magic wall jerked the team out of their daze. “Well” Pokol remarked, “that was quick.” Taking out the Chaos Emeralds, he directed his will towards the shield that loomed on the horizon, which immediately broke under the strain of the legendary jewel’s supernatural power. Walking through the neighborhood, he announced “HAH! I am victorious! We have saved you all from a group of power-crazed evil cultists!” “We were captured by evil cultists?” one of the residents enquired. Sally quickly expressed her exasperation with a loud groan of disbelief.
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A more encouraging welcome wagon was presented by a Mrs.Schneedly, referred to by Sally as the New Ambassador who’d originally sent them on the phony rescue mission that started it all. “Oh, Sally!” she exclaimed, voice full of glee. “I heard about the Tails Doll and the Cultists! Are you all right, my dear? You know, it was that Mr. Ybarra who’d originally said Pokol’s father was missing. And the police just found loads of cultist equipment in his private gazebo! He won’t be getting out of jail for a long time. Oh yes, and Pokol! So good to see you alive! And you have the Chaos Emeralds! Come with me, we can put them in the city shrine.” “What am I, chopped liver?” Karrne remarked. The team followed Mrs.Schneedly (who’d hurriedly apologized for forgetting to acknowledge Karrne’s existence) and eventually came to the shrine. “Hmm, what’s this?” Pokol ran over to read an apparently blank slab, waving his arms over it. “Oh, don’t mind that.” Mrs.Schneedly said, “Run along now.” Karrne placed the Chaos Emeralds on the altar. He knew he would forever be remembered as the hero that returned the Chaos Emeralds. And Pokol had missed out because of some slab! Pokol suddenly blew in the doors (as you may have notices, he tends to do that) and yelled “KARNNE!!! DON’T PUT THE CHAOS EMERALDS ON THE ALT-Too late.” Mrs.Schneedly said “Oh, and I forgot to mention. I started practicing religion! “ and pulled a horribly familiar holy symbol out of her pocket. In a sudden blast of putrid air, Alexis was standing next to Mrs.Schneedly. “YESS! The master is free!” The altar instantly dropped away (Karrne had the prescence of mind to catch the Chaos Emeralds) revealing a dark portal, and a crystalline black and purple arm shot out of said portal. Pokol grabbed the Chaos Emeralds and said “Get GUN to distract Mephiles (because it, of course, was the entity rising out of the dark hole)! I have a plan!” “This should be good.” Sally complained.
TO BE CONTINUED

I bet you thought the story was over.

CHAPTER 10
Mephiles jumped out of the dimensional distortion, glancing around the room with disdain. “Ugh! Look at all these mortals! It’s going to take a while to purify this world. But my clerics will help, of course.” Glancing at Alexis and Mrs.Schneedly as if its greatest clerics were mere afterthoughts in its great cosmic plans (which, of course, they were) he added “Like you two. Good job.” Any rational being would have seen Mephiles’ hate for them and all of this world that had any trace of purity left reflected in his diabolical eyes, but Alexis Rose and the New Ambassador Schneedly were now so far off the deep end that their corrupted minds refused to see their dark lord as anything other than the best thing since sliced bread. “Now. I must fuse with Iblis to regain my full power, or another mortal fool may somehow manage to seal me again. Have you approximated the location of the Iblis Trigger?” “Why, of course, great lord of darkness!” Schneedly revealed. “It is currently running free, as a matter of fact. It was released quite recently from one Karrne Kalimara when he had a mental breakdown after being confronted by peanut butter and jelly.” Mephiles did his Mephiles evil laugh, and floated out the church doors. He loved it when a plan worked perfectly. Now he just needed to find Iblis…
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A loud groaning sound came from a nearby bush. “AUUGH! When is Pokol going to get back with the Salamathingamajiggy he was talking about? I can’t take much more of this! I swear, Sally knows EVERY CARD IN MY HAND, the cheating-“ “Uh, Karrne.” a feminine, fiery voice said, “It’s your turn.” “Oh, right. I guess fives!” “Go fish.”
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Villagers ran across the town and screamed in terror as Mephiles strode down the lane, his aura alone enough to kill weak-spirited individuals. Rosa Da’Erran, definitely not a weak-spirited individual, stepped directly in Mephiles’ path. “Look here, mister, stop leaving footprints that burn with dark fire behind you. I know it’s dramatic, but you’re ruining the pavement!” “It’s a free country. I’ll leave footprints that burn with dark fire behind me wherever I want!” “You’re getting away with it now, but I swear, I’ll have you in court for this!” Suddenly, Mephiles could feel Iblis’ energy. It was coming from a distance away. Ignoring the fox woman’s complaints (Do you have ANY IDEA how much it’s going to cost to pave over these footprints?!) he turned around and strode towards the energy source.
Karrne, in the process of handing over his jack to Sally, was jerked out of his concentration by a dark voice that seemed to shriek with the maelstrom of thousands of years of agony. “Iblis! What are you doing with these mortal fools? Now, join with me to conquer the world!” Iblis got up (well, being a sphere of raging fire, more floated up) and said “NO, Mephiles. I am NEVER joining with you again. You’re never home for our anniversary, you’re always hanging out with those shadow ghost thingies, and YOU LEAVE THE TOILET SEAT UP! Mephiles, it’s OVER!” Mephiles sighed. “Fine, I’ll take over the world myself! I don’t need your help! Storming off into the church, Mephiles called to his followers; “Now, my servants! We have work to do!
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Pokol skidded into the rest of the team’s resuming card game, holding a giant ring with the seven chaos emeralds stuck into it. “I got the Salamander Spirit Seal! Where’s Mephiles?” “In the church, no duh.” Iblis said. “Can’t you feel his power? It’s roiling out of that thing!” Pokol groaned. “Then the soul harvest has started! We’re out of time! We have to do this NOW!” With that, Pokol raced into the church building. “Is it just me.” Sally observed, “or does anyone else here feel utterly cut out of the information stream?
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Mephiles raised his arms. “Iblis has abandoned me! Its clerics have betrayed me! But I have captured its unfaithful progeny, who wove their souls into the power of Solaris, and thus into my power! They shall feed me in my quest to reclaim what is rightfully ours!” The clerics cheered from inside the church podium, a sound dimly heard by Pokol and Co. as they raced through the winding halls. “Uh, Pokol.” Karrne asked, “What’s the soul harvest?” Pokol answered “I listened to as many podcasts related to Mephiles as I could while I was looking for this thing, and I found out about his methods! He normally bonds with Iblis to ascend, but as part of Solaris, he can eat the souls of the clerics of Mephiles and Iblis to increase his power. If he eats 1000 souls, he’ll become a god, and from the looks of the invasion I saw out there he’s got more than enough to do it! I can bind him like Sonic did with this ring, so only a good creature who willingly brings in the Chaos Emeralds can bring him back, and I need to do it before he finishes the soul harvest!” With that, Pokol broke the door to the podium, careening into the mass of clerics.
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As I ran through the crowds of clerics, I could hear Mephiles boom “For serving me faithfully throughout their lives, Archbishops Alexis and Schneedly will be the first to be added to my power!” and I heard the archclerics mentioned whoop with joy, then have their voices abruptly cut off by the death of their souls. That’s when it fully hit me; these maniacs actually wanted to be used in the soul harvest. I wondered just how far they would go for Mephiles, then got an inkling of the answer. It wasn’t very encouraging. Racing towards the dark god, I yelled “Chrono dolom sentak belit arcana” slamming the monster with all of my power. It didn’t give him pause, but it did distract him, which was the entire point. Slamming the seal over Mephiles’ head, I spoke the one syllable of the binding spell and blacked out.
TO BE CONTINUED
EDIT:If you the reader suffer synthaseisia, I want you to answer a question I've thought about for a while; does suspense taste like cheese?

EPILOGUE

So it took me about a week to recover from my spell, fortunately I got filled in on current events. Apparantly, Iblis decided to join us mortals as some sort of bizzaro dino thingy with a huge nose (she says it's from one of the worlds she visited during Solaris' recruiting binge) Because Mephiles started the soul harvest with the followers close to him, most of them were effectively dead (Without a soul, a creature's body and mind still operate, but it would mostly just be an empty shell that wanders around randomly, bumping into objects occasionally and muttering incessantly. A creature killed by normal wounds would lose its soul, but its body and mind would stop functioning. On the other hand, a creature with no soul is essentially a zombie. It'll eat and drink anything it's offered, but if left to its own devices it will wander until it dies of thirst.) and the one or two that survived the soul harvest didn't put up much of a fight. Now that GUN knows the importance of the church, they promised they would put up a serious guard there. It took the clerics 100 years to destroy the seal to the point that Mephiles could start talking to them, and that was without any guard; with GUN by the church, Mephiles should be trapped for quite a while yet. Oh yes, and Iblis and Karrne started dating. Didn’t see that coming, did you? Sally’s busy too. After Mrs.Schneedly was revealed to be an archbishop of Mephiles and was killed, Sally was elected unanimously, making her the youngest new ambassador in, well, ever. As for me? I moved. Out of the galaxy. My parents thought Mobius was getting hectic, so they decided to get shuttled out of the Andromedia Galaxy and go over to Earth, the alpha planet in our neighbor galaxy, Milky Way. It’s a quaint little planet that doesn’t have a lot of the technology we’re used to (Most of them don’t even know they’ve made contact with “aliens!”) but that’s just the way Mom and Dad like it. Of course, I had to get a transformation scroll for Mom (it’s an all-human planet, or at least it looks like it is. Illusion is necessary for nonhuman visitors, because this planet’s scientists have a bad habit of cutting open any nonhuman being they find to check out the insides) but anyways, I’ve been living on Earth for a year now. I keep in touch with my friends via E-mail; Sally gives me the dirt on the government, Karrne sends me pictures of food items he’s made (Apparently Karrne started taking cooking classes, and he’s gotten pretty good at it. That would be useful if he intends to have a permanent relationship with Iblis, who has an irresistible need to add ten pounds of chili peppers into anything she cooks) and Iblis mostly sends me puzzle games. In return, I tell them about Earth, and sometimes I send them a video game I made using freeware I found on Earth. It’s not a bad life, even if I do have to use sorcery in secret. But back to the point. I’m posting the story of how I went from zero to hero in ten chapters here, because out of all the humans in this world, the ones who visit here are the most inclined to know the truth when they see it. Mom isn’t going to be happy about this, but I can’t keep my secret any longer. So I did a little research, made a quick trip to Mobius, and emailed my friends for their perspective on the story. Reading it now, I realize how much changed. I’ve gotten slightly more mature, Karrne went from hating me to being my friend, and my life made a drastic change. The authorities will probably find this soon, but I don’t care. You need to know the truth. The world needs to know the truth. This story may be over, but I know in my heart my story isn’t over yet. Read this piece of my story, and remember, if you fight for what you believe in, anything can happen.

THE END

Aand now for-I know you want it-BIOS!
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Pokol Da'Erran
D&D Attributes: Human sorcerer 20
Maple Story Attributes: Cleric 70
Age: Currently 13, 12 at time of story
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Appearance: Check my Avatar!
Abilities: Powerful magic, good at gymnastics and tricking people.
Weaknesses: Not very physically powerful.
Personality: Like Sonic, he's generally cool and laid-back, but can be very energetic when excited and has a fiery temper in the face of injustice. Tends to do random things occasionally, and would rather break down doors than open them (both metaphorically and literally)
Current status: Vacationing on Earth
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Karrne Kalamara
D&D Attributes: Humanoid (anthro) fighter 17
Alignment: Lawful Neutral, changes to Lawful Good later
Age: 21
Appearance: Dragon, green scales, rather burly.
Abilities: AWESOME FIGHTER FEATS! Signature move is the spin attack.
Weaknesses: Afraid of peanut butter and jelly.
Personality: Generally brash, tries to grab all the attention.
Current status: Engaged to Iblis
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Sally Acorn V
D&D Attributes: Humanoid (anthro) rogue 16
Alignment: Neutral Good
Age: 17
Appearance: Squirrly, brown, red hair, wears blue cloak where she keeps throwing knives
Abilities: Stealthy, fast, great aim with throwing knives
Weaknesses: Too trusting of authority, easy to fool
Personality: Motherly, authorative, demanding (clashes horribly with Pokol)
Current status: Youngest government official ever
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Alexis Rose
D&D Attributes: Humanoid (anthro) cleric 19
Age: 19
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance: Red fur, grey hair, pitch-black eyes, wears black cloak with purple spiral (holy symbol of Mephiles) on it
Abilities: Awesome cleric powers, command over darkness and evil
Weaknesses: Completely insane
Personality: Completely and utterly devoted to Mephiles (aka:nutty)
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Because for some reason I couldn't get my pals to stop rattling around in my head until I made bios for them, and I threw myself in for the heck of it.
By the way, I thought you'd be intrested to know I go on an adventure now and then. Who knows, I might even write about one one day!