This is one of the best of my numerous Sonic fanfics, and is updated fairly often, so I decided I may as well post it here.
This was started... quite some time ago, and originally for Fanfiction.net, just for the record. It has my fanchar alter-ego, the Sabre, in there too.
D/S: I do not own Sonic, or any and all related trademarks. I do, however, own all original characters, equipment and concepts in this fanfic. Anyway, TO THE STORY!
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…it has been 200 years since Sonic, his friends, and other heroes made their mark on history defending the Earth from all threats to it…
…now, Sonic and his crew survive in legends, stories, and some historical fact…
…it is an age of galactic exploration, where interstellar ships have dropped drastically in price and training requirements, causing a new wave of explorers, traders, wanderers and whatnot to spread out across the stars…
…you would expect someone like Sonic would happily join them…
…it just happens, someone did…
Four figures trudged along the bottom of a canyon on a dark, distant moon. Surprisingly, there is oxygen, and the climate is well enough for Earth life to survive with minimal support.
“Are we there yet? We’re going too slow, I’m bored…” says a young male voice some may find familiar.
“Shut up already, Junior…” says a serious, somewhat stressed female voice with a hint of command.
“The signal seems to the strengthening,” says another female voice. “We’re getting very close, so we shouldn’t be long.”
“Great.” Says the first voice.
The four continue to trudge along the flat bottom of the dark-hued moon. Then, they come into a widening in the cavern, with light. The light reveals the four figures.
One, the leader, is the commanding female. She appears to be an amalgamation of several species- the quills of a hedgehog, the wings of a bat, and the tail of a fox. Her quills and fur are green, and she is wearing a captain’s uniform. Written on the uniform is her name- Captain Amelia Thorn.
The other female is a young lady fox, wearing a field vest and glasses and holding a small scanner device- obviously some kind of scientist. Her name is on a tag - Vulpis.
Another figure, the one who stayed quiet, is an orange echidna wearing a tattered mechanic’s uniform and a pair of goggles. His name, barely discernable from the grease on his outfit, is Crusher.
The last one, who complained, is a blue hedgehog- and the perfect likeness of Sonic. But for a stylish combat vest, he could easily be mistaken for the ancient hero. Even his parents noted his similarities to the greatest legend of all and gave him a name to match- Sonic Junior.
“It looks like the light’s coming from over there!” said Sonic Jr, pointing to a brighter glow coming from around a corner.
The four ran over to the source of the mysterious radio signal. They stopped when they reached it and could not help but stare.
A huge opaque block of ice shaped like a cylinder stood in the middle of the wide part of the canyon, radiating light and reflecting its surroundings. Vulpis was first to spot a console on the bottom, and ran over to it.
“Hmm…” she studied the buttons and lights, and then looked at the ice block. “This must be a cryogenic suspension block! And by the look of this equipment, over a hundred years old.”
“I wonder what’s inside.” said Amelia.
“There’s only one way to find out!” Sonic Jr said excitedly. “Vulpis, have you worked out how to defrost this thing?”
“Hold on a sec…” the fox said as she checked over the controls. “…the date on this says it was frozen 200 years ago!”
“That was about the age of Sonic…” said Sonic Jr.
“I dunno,” said Crusher, the first words the mechanic had said since landing. “Who knows what or who could be in there… might have something to do with your namesake, but I don’t know if it’s wise…”
“I agree.” said Vulpis. “This is a large personal unit, it could contain anyone.”
“But if we don’t try, we’ll never know!” said Sonic Jr. “And I hate never knowing!”
Vulpis goes back to the controls. “Good point Sonic, and this could be the archaeological find of the century!” But then she hesitates. “Uh, if it’s all right with you, Captain?”
They all turn to Amelia, who thinks for a moment.
“Well…” she begins, to two pleading pairs of eyes and one indifferent. “All right, but I’d better not be held totally responsible for whatever happens after we defrost it.”
Sonic Jr cheered, and Vulpis set to work. “A few buttons there, a switch there… There, I’ve done it. It’s set to defrost.”
Steam began to burst forth from the block as it converted to vapour, designed to wake up any occupants intact. It also clouded all visibility as after 200 years, the cryogenic block fulfilled its purpose and reawakened its inhabitants in a new age.
After a few minutes, the steam cleared, and the occupants of the block could be seen by all.
What they saw shocked them.
Two dazed figures facing each other. One was a human male in his late teens, fairly tall, wearing a white military shirt, blue pants and several weapons on his ammo belt. Sonic Jr recognised him instantly.
“That’s… the great hero Sabre… who fought alongside Sonic…”
The other figure was far more ominous. A three-metre tall cyborg who towered over Sabre, covered in weapons and devices, the only human features visible were his mouth and part of his face. What emotion you could find wasn’t pleasant. It was Amelia who recognised this one.
“Cyberlord…” she said, fear quelling up in her voice. “The great technological tyrant, arch-enemy of Sabre…”
Both shook off their cryo-induced daze, looked around, then locked eyes with each other. Two enemies. Hero and tyrant. Warrior and overlord. Techno-knight and would-be king.
Cyberlord looked around, briefly checked the spaceship crew, and levelled his guns at Sabre.
“Now…” he said, in a chilling mechanical tone. “I believe I was just about to destroy you once and for all…”
“Don’t count on it, buddy.” responded Sabre, as he moved into attack position and levelled his laser sword.
And yesh, there is more- this is an EPIC fic, ladies and gentlemen!
Well, it's short, but you've got me interested. :3
I'll read more if there is any more. Is there any more? If so, where? Because I'll read it. Hmm... I think I said that...
Anyway, it's well-written, that's nice. And the characters looks like they'd be good, but it's hard to tell from one chapter. I liked it.
LOADS more, my friend, and I'm still writing it...
Cyberlord took a millisecond to check his arm guns were fully functional. Then he opened fire.
Sabre back flipped away from the blasts which destroyed the end of the capsule floor he was standing on, then span his sword to deflect a dozen more shots that came his way. Cyberlord responded by firing off half a dozen small missiles at the warrior- Sabre flipped out his blue laser pistol and, in a blur of shots, hit and destroyed each one- with two shots to spare. The remaining laser shots hit and destroyed Cyberlord’s missile launchers. The warlord growled as he ejected the useless remains of his launchers and stepped back, while Sabre reloaded.
As Sabre quickly replaced the small energy capsule that powers his gun, he looked over at the spaceship crew that had released him. He saw the lady in command, who reminded him of someone he used to know, an echidna mechanic, and…Sonic?!
Then his eyes caught the lady fox. Young and beautiful, but those glasses gave her a vulnerable look not like another, similar fox he had also once known. Sabre’s eyes met hers for a moment… Then she spoke. Shouted, actually.
“Look out!”
Sabre’s distraction nearly cost him his life- he barely ducked the energy blast which singed the top of his dark, bushy hair. Cyberlord chuckled as his energy cannon folded back into his left arm. “Never could resist the ladies, could you Sabre?” he taunted.
“You jealous or what?” snapped back Sabre as he ran in for a strike with his sword. Cyberlord activated the red blade on his right arm and parried the blow. For a few moments the blades flashed and whirled in the air as Cyberlord defended against dozens of lightning-quick blows from the warrior who lived up to his name.
A counter was too slow, energy flashed, and Cyberlord groaned in pain as his right arm was severed at the elbow (revealing it to be fully robotic). The cyborg lashed out with his left arm, but Sabre blocked it with a kick and slashed Cyberlord’s chest, leaving a large, smoking, sparking gash. Sabre stepped back, and the cyborg growled as he steadied himself. “This is the last time, Sabre.” He said with anger and menace. “Wherever we are, whatever time we happen to be in, I’ll find a way to get rid of you for good…”
Thrusters popped out of the cyborg’s back and sides, a helmet popped up over Cyberlord’s head, and the warlord lifted off the ground, out into the stars. Sabre watched him until he disappeared into the void of space.
“Don’t count on it, flyboy.” He muttered.
Then Sabre turned to the four who had rescued him. “Thanks for the defrost. Sorry about the cyborg. Guess it had to happen sometime.”
“So, you’re telling me you tricked Cyberlord into entering the cryo-capsule with you, then set it to freeze you both and eject?” said Amelia, after hearing Sabre’s story.
“Yep,” said Sabre. “It was the only way I could stop him. Sonic and his lot were barely holding out against Eggman and his cronies, the League were taking on those crazy mercs and Cyberlord had ‘bots coming from every direction. I had to find some way to disable the psycho before we all got wiped out, so I used the cryo-capsule he’d gone and stolen from me.”
“You sacrificed yourself…” said Sonic Junior.
“I had nothing to lose.” said Sabre casually.
They were sitting in the rec room of Amelia’s ship, a light cruiser named Star Thorn. The captain had allowed them to bring Sabre aboard, while Vulpis directed the cargo robots that brought the remains of the cryo-capsule into the cargo hold for later study. Then a door whizzed open and Vulpis stepped in.
“All right, I’m finished with the capsule. Sabre… I thought you had better have a medical examination, please come with me…” said the fox, a bit shyly.
Sonic Jr chuckled as Sabre followed Vulpis through the door.
“HOW many uni degrees have you got?!” said Sabre, gobsmacked.
“Four,” said Vulpis, modestly. “I got a degree in astrophysics when I was twelve, high-energy technology when I was fifteen, nanotechnology and molecular science when I was seventeen and general medicine when I was nineteen. I’m a very fast learner.” She quickly explained to the stunned warrior sitting on a bench in the medbay.
“Must be.” said Sabre. “I guess all that makes you pretty handy on a ship.”
“Actually, Amelia was the only one who would have me after I asked over a dozen captains. Crusher really does more, he’s an ace mechanic. Can you roll up your sleeve?”
“Sure.” Sabre pulled up his right sleeve just enough for Vulpis to get a blood sample, using a small, strange device that extracted exactly a millilitre, but Sabre stopped just below the tattoo on his right shoulder. He had enough questions to answer as it was.
“Thanks. This’ll only hurt a bit…”
Sabre was completely desensitized to pain after a short but intense lifetime of fighting, but he did feel a pleasant tingling as the lady fox’s hands touched his skin. After a moment, Vulpis took the sampler over to a computer and inserted it into a small plug. Sabre looked at the place where the blood was taken, and was surprised to see that a small film of liquid the sampler had dispensed after filling had hardened over the wound, quickly healing it. “No viruses, blood cell levels normal…” said Vulpis, reading off the screen. “…everything’s pretty much okay… Wow. You seem to be in excellent health, Sabre, and a remarkable physical specimen…”
Sabre chuckled. “Well, I gotta stay fit to stay alive and appealing…”
“Uh-yeah. Also, I just want to check that shirt of yours for organic fibres of any kind. If they came from 200 years ago, the research potential is staggering…”
“Really?”
“Yes, if there’s but a fibre of Sonic’s fur on you, I can use it to check with Sonic Junior’s DNA, see if he really is a descendant of the great hero. Now just keep still…”
Before Sabre could ask exactly what she was doing, Vulpis picked up a scanning device and turned it on, projecting an indigo light on Sabre’s white shirt. The scanner buzzed when it found but a tiny fragment of hair, skin or debris, and Vulpis picked it off with a pair of tweezers. After a few minutes and checking most of Sabre’s body, she was done.
“Thanks!” said the fox, depositing the specimens in small test tubes. “I’ll have to fully check your clothes sometime…”
“Be my guest!” said Sabre.
Vulpis blushed furiously. “Uh, well, we’re done. Thank you!”
Sabre chuckled as he hopped off the bench. “Your welcome.”
This was written some time ago, before I had fully fleshed out what Sabre's character would be like... though it shouldn't matter too much, the crazy gunner just writes himself!