In the quiet stillness before dawn, a peculiar sensation washed over you—a feeling of something both familiar and utterly alien. Your eyes snapped open, and for a moment, the world around you was a blur of colors and shapes that didn't quite make sense. You blinked, and the blur coalesced into the unmistakable form of a hedgehog, lying in the cool grass of a serene meadow. But this wasn't just any hedgehog; it was you. You had been reborn into a world of speed, chaos, and adventure—the world of Sonic the Hedgehog.
Panic swept over you, you were just watching T.V. for God's sake!
The realization that you had become a character from your favorite childhood game was as sudden as it was shocking. You might as well know what you are now. You looked down at your new quill-covered body, a sickly yellow with grey pants. Hey, at least you weren't naked.
But then you felt something swaying behind you and you reached for it and confusion swept over you; it was a Pikachu tail, how . . .
You looked at your grey and red glovers that had holes to reveal your fingers and looked closer at your grey pants and saw one word in red text over the left leg: Jinco
You reached for your head while you couldn't see them, they felt too long' Pikachu ears, and one had two earings if he was feeling right!
Dread filled you, Pikachu features, Jinco pants, earings, Pikachu ears and tail! He'd been around the Sonic fandom block once or twice and knew these features that one must avoid: The Sonic OCs Sonichu and Coldsteel the Hedgehog; the lowest of the low and you were somehow both!
God Damnit you'd rather just be naked!
But alas, the universe had a twisted sense of humor, and here you were, a bizarre hybrid of a hedgehog and a Pokémon, dressed like a fashion disaster from a forgotten 2000s flash game. You cautiously stood up on your new, surprisingly nimble legs, the soft grass tickling your fur as you took in the stunning landscape of the meadow. The air was crisp and smelled faintly of mint and oak. You took a deep breath, feeling a strange energy pulse through your body. Your heart raced like a jackrabbit on a caffeine binge. This wasn't just any meadow; it was the iconic Green Hill Zone, the first stage of every Sonic game you had ever played, now rendered in glorious, high-definition reality.
The sun began to peek over the horizon, casting long shadows across the dewy terrain. You flexed your new muscles, feeling the power in your legs. The Pikachu tail swayed behind you, a stark reminder of your odd fusion. You took a tentative step and felt an unnatural spring in your stride. Before you knew it, you were sprinting at breakneck speeds, the wind whipping past your face as you left a trail of yellow dust in your wake. The world blurred into streaks of color, and you couldn't help but grin. Despite the horror of your new form, there was something exhilarating about moving so fast, so freely.
As you slowed to a stop, you noticed the curious stares of the local wildlife. A couple of chao looked at you with a mix of awe and confusion, whispering among themselves. You could hear the distant echo of a laugh that sent a shiver down your spine—it was unmistakably the laugh of the blue devil himself, Sonic the Hedgehog. You wondered if he'd be thrilled to meet his half-breed doppelgänger or if he'd be annoyed at the sight of you and assumed you were a faker. You hoped for the former but prepared for the latter, who knows where you were in what timeline.
You decided to explore Green Hill Zone and maybe find a mirror to get a good look at yourself. The nostalgia washed over you like a warm bath as you recognized every palm tree, every loop-de-loop, and every ring scattered about. You took your time, hopping onto springboards and grinding down rails, collecting rings with surprising ease. It was as if your muscle memory had transferred from playing the games to actually living in them. You felt a strange sense of belonging, despite the absurdity of your situation.
The vibrant emerald grass caressed your fur as you ventured further, and the sound of chirping birds filled your ears. It was a symphony of sights and sounds that you hadn't heard in years, not since you last played a Sonic game. The nostalgia grew stronger, and you couldn't help but feel a tear of joy roll down your cheek. This was your childhood come to life, and even with the Pikachu tail , stripes and ears and your Hot Topic look, you were living it.
As you approached a clearing, you caught a glimpse of a blue blur. Your heart leapt—it was Sonic the Hedgehog! The very creature that had inspired your love for this world was racing past you, leaving a trail of cyan dust in his wake. You watched as he looped around a palm tree with an elegance that seemed almost supernatural. His red and white shoes were a stark contrast against the vibrant greenery, and his eyes, those piercing blue eyes, glanced at you for a brief moment before he disappeared over the horizon.
You picked up speed, eager to follow him. You didn't know why, but something deep within you yearned for connection. As you approached the outskirts of the zone, you saw Station Square in the distance, its gleaming buildings and bustling streets a stark contrast to the serene meadow you'd just left. Sonic was headed there, and you couldn't help but feel that your journey was about to take a turn.
As you reached the edge of Green Hill, you saw a sign that read, "Welcome to Station Square!" in bold, gleaming letters. The anticipation grew in your chest as you realized you were about to step into the bustling world of Sonic's universe. The smells of the city—a mix of exhaust, freshly baked bread, and something vaguely chemical—were overwhelming at first, but soon became a comforting reminder of the games you'd spent hours playing. You took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to face whatever this new chapter had in store for you.
The realization hit you like a ton of bricks as you reached the bustling streets of Station Square. You were in the timeline of Sonic Adventure, the very game where E-102 Gamma met his tragic end. Your mind raced with the possibility that you might be able to prevent it, to save the robotic life that had touched so many hearts with its tale of redemption. But how? You were a mere hedgehog with Pikachu features, not some heroic savior. Still, you felt a fierce determination to try. That pure baby wasn't going to die on your watch!
The cobblestone streets were alive with chatter and the distant hum of machinery. The sun had fully risen now, casting a warm glow over the city. You weaved through the crowd, trying to blend in despite your peculiar look. You had to find a way to get to the Egg Carrier, the floating fortress of Eggman's creation, where Gamma's fate would be sealed.
But the easiest way to do that was to follow Sonic untill he meets Gamma on the carrier, right? So you picked up the pace, your Pikachu tail swinging behind you like a battle flag.
You followed Sonic's trail of dust into the heart of the city. His laugh grew louder as you approached a group of kids playing in a fountain. They squealed with delight as he shot past them, leaving a wake of bubbles and a trail of rings sparkling in the morning light. You couldn't help but chuckle, the sound of their laughter was infectious. As you drew closer to the center of Station Square, you felt the ground tremble beneath your feet. It was a sensation you hadn't felt since you played the games—the unmistakable presence of something powerful approaching.
Suddenly, the blue hedgehog skidded to a halt in front of you, a look of surprise etched on his face as he took in your unusual form. "Whoa, what's up, dude?" Sonic said, his voice echoing the cool, casual tone from the games. "You're not from around here, are ya? Also is it me or do you look familiar?"
You stuttered, trying to find words to explain your predicament. Before you could utter a syllable, a deep, ominous rumble drowned out the city's sounds. The fountain's water began to churn, and the children scattered, screaming as a monstrous creature emerged from the depths—Chaos. His liquid form took on a serpentine shape, his eyes burning with a fiery malice. The very air around him seemed to distort, as if reality itself was bending to his will.
Sonic's eyes narrowed as he recognized danger. "Nevermind later man!" And he rushed off, you simply sighed as you followed with a matching speed a bit after.