Sonic Six Feet Underground

Prologue

Sonic is long dead. Sonic has been dead for thousands of years. My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace when Mr. Sonic kept balance between the Knuckles Cult, Ground Clan, Lava Country, and the Wind Children. I remember the funeral, just like it was yesterday. (Even though it was thousands of years ago) I see Sonya crying at Sonic's coffin. Manic is in the corner making jokes about how Sonic is dead, saying he could run faster than him now. Knuckles shows up late, holding Starbucks in his knuckles. "Hey, what's with all the sad faces in here, is this a funeral or something?" He said jokingly. Everyone looked at him. Tails mourns the death of his one popular friend, he can already feel himself becoming too obsolete and forgotten. Shadow rolled his eyes, wondering why he was here in the first place. He gets up and goes to Knuckles "Hey what's good at Starbucks?" Shadow said with edgy in his tone. "Um...no." Knuckles replied. "Alright." Shadow left to get Starbucks. I look around the Funeral, mad wondering why people aren't crying their hearts out. I look up above Sonic's coffin seeing a cross on top of a Mickey Mouse poster because they didn't feel like taking it down. I get up and leave, pissed off at the writers and the entire franchise for blatantly making crossovers that shouldn't be happening. I don't even know if this is the Sonic Underground universe or not. Also, Goofy from Kingdom Hearts 2.5 was there as well, he died somehow, the plot was ultimately cut from the final game, but all you need to know is that he's dead. This is how this all started...