Sonic Comics: Beginnings of a Plot Idea

Sonic and Sally had been playing tag when Sonic had tripped over something, not watching where he was going. “Hey, you’re not supposed to be here!” He growled, as he picked himself up, turning to glower at whoever it was.

“I think she’s hurt.” Sally knelt next to her, “Go and get Rosie.”

“You’re not the boss of me Sal.”

“Sonic!” Sally glared.

“Already going.” Sonic replied, and was gone and back in an instant. The poor nanny looking windswept and confused. 

“Sonic, what have you been told about… oh my…” Rosie knelt next to the unconscious Mobian. “She’s pretty badly beat up.”

“Can you help her?” Sally asked, worried, as Rosie put her hand on the Mobian’s forehead and Sonic hovered around the fringe, he wasn’t good at worrying and he wasn’t good at staying still so doing both at once was proving impossible.

“Sally,” Rosie decided, handing her a cloth, “Damp that in the Lake of Rings, Sonic, go and get Col. Stripes.”

“Yes Rosie.” Sonic shot off and Sally was back in a couple of seconds.

“Is she a robot?”

“She’s sick, and injured.” Rosie shook her head, “Robots don’t get sick.”

It took Sonic a little while longer to come back with Col. Stripes. The young hedgehog was in awe of the leader of the Freedom Fighters and he hadn’t wanted to just drag him away… “Who’s this?” He asked, noting that Rosie was looking after the female.

“She hasn’t woken up yet.” Rosie said, “But how many blue hedgehogs are in the area?”

“Sonic, did you have an older sister?”

“Nope.” Sonic shook his head, “I had a cousin, but he died during the war.”

The Mobian groaned and opened her eyes, attempting to sit up.

“Easy.” Rosie and Col. Stripes said at the same time, helping her without cutting their hands on her ridiculously sharp spines. “Who are you?”

“Sapphire.” The hedgehog said simply, “I’m a Knight of the Acorn Kingdom.”

“I’ve never seen you before.”

“You wouldn’t have.” Sapphire said, reaching behind her and pulling the Green Chaos Emerald from between her spines and wincing as her arm pulled. “I can promise that I’m not a…” The hedgehog tried to get to her feet, groaned and fell over backwards, unconscious again, the gem falling from her hand, glittering in the sunlight.