Team Sonic was a band of heroes bent on protecting their island (and sometimes the world) from the forces of evil-until the day that Lyric the last Ancient put an end to their heroism for good.
Blue, (Ryan Reynolds) the son of Sonic and Amy, joined...
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My bro, Knucklehead, went out shopping while I stayed home (which was very rare for me to do) and sat in our room listening to Jordan Ferrét music. Brother, let me be your shelter. I'll never leave you all alone. I can be the one you call when you're low. The song sure got that right. I'll NEVER abandon my brother. Brother, let me be your fortress when the night winds are driving on. I'll be the one who lights the way, bring you home.
Knucklehead's always watches over me like that. He's a good successor of dad. I miss him a lot. When I'm thinking about this, I hear rustling outside my window. I pause the music, grab one of my boomerangs, and quietly walk over to the window. When I do, I see a Weasel Bandit hidden in a bush.
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And where there's one Weasel Bandit, there's bound to be more. I see another one hidden in a tree.
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Yep. Super dumb hiding spot. And, yeah. What a challenge for me. (Note sarcasm)
I set my boomerang down on the table and grab my staff, one of my main weapons of choice.
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"I know you're there!" I call out.
They all jump out, except for the tree spy, who's stuck in the tree. "That's the consequence!" I tell him. "And, by the way, before this starts, who wants to run away?"
One of them lunges at me with a dagger. I dodge the weapon and hit the bandit with my staff. Another points a gun at me.
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I spin my staff around to deflect the bullets until his ammo is out. Then he points a taser.
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When he shoots it, I catch the end using my speed and agility, spin around, and throw it at him, back firing his weapon. Another one takes out two taser-sticks, puts them together making a staff, and charges.
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Yep. Typical Lightning Bolt Society. (I kid you not. That's where they work) He strikes downward at me and I deflect it with my own staff. He then strikes to my left, but is prevented again. I jab at him in the stomach and strike upward at his jaw, knocking him out cold.
Then I take their weapons and saunter back to my house like nothing ever happened. I add my newfound weapons to my collection, (which is why I'm known throughout the village as 'the Arsenal Echidna') and calmly call 9-1-1 saying, "hello, can you take these knocked out, petty, weasel bandits off of my hands please? They're pretty annoying." "Sure thing." Says the cop. "Thanks!" I say, hanging up. Then I go back to listening to my music like it never happened.
