SatAM Rewritten

Chapter One

 It had been ten years since the invasion of Mobotropolis, the polluted air, musked atmosphere, and matted grounds staining what used to be Mobius' most beautiful and abstract city. The only place that had seemed to be unaffected was a large, Great Forest.

The trees were lush, the leaves were plentiful, groves of plants decorated the ground and the grass was a healthy green. The only safe haven in what used to be Mobotropolis still remained strong, inhabited by a group of creatures (former citizens of Mobotropolis), the Freedom Fighters.

A blue hedgehog lounged around, next to a watering hole, with a remarkably clean waterfall calmly rolling over the top of the cliff. He steadied himself, having his fists balled up next to his sides, in a position ready to jump.

He waited for a burst of light, before long, with a ring along with it. Sonic dug his heel into the soil behind him, before fastly jumping forward, grabbing for a ring that slipped right into his hands.

The hedgehog quickly covered it up, with a white cotton cloth, drying the ring off. He carefully reached behind him, pulling his leather pack from his chest. The hedgehog steadily set his knee onto the ground, opening up the pack. He dropped the glimmering ring into the bag, slinging it back over his shoulder.

He glanced around him, fixating his eyes past the forest, beyond Knothole. It was the anniversary of the day that Mobotropolis was no more, a burden of a memory. Where his uncle of all people had fallen, such an important person to him. Sally's father fell. Everything just fell.

He sneered, in spite, kicking up the dirt below him. He sought that he had nothing else to do near the waterfall, turning off, making way for a route back into Knothole.

Sonic sped into the forest, in an incredibly and possibly inhuman speed, abruptly stopping mid-way. He was stopped by a female squirrel, clad in a soft blue, sleeveless vest, that went down to her breast, and the same toned boots. She had brunette fur and a lighter underbelly, with dark auburn hair.

"Sonic," she began, addressing the hedgehog, "where have you been?" She asked him, with a stern tone that put the hedgehog on edge.

The hedgehog wore a pair of white gloves, socks, and generic red shoes. There was a white stripe going over the pair of shoes, horizontally, and a pair of golden buckle on the sides of the stripes.

"Relax, Sal." He responded.

"How could I relax? We've been scavenging for months, looking for parts to try and rebuild our city, sitting like ducks in a dangerous situation, and you just go off and do anything, where who knows?"

"I'm fine, aren't I? That's all that matters." He said.

Sally stared at the hedgehog, eventually hanging her head and sighing. She held the side of her head, massaging her temples, with a disoriented look on her face.

"Tell me where you're going next time, please." She said, stressed.

"I was just going for a ring. Chill," Sonic began, removing a quite literal, golden ring from behind him in his bag. "Tails told me they were forming near the waterfall in the afternoon. Didn't want to be late." He said, with a boisterous tone.

Sally had nothing else to say, so she stayed silent, but still was annoyed with the hedgehog's antics. It wouldn't kill him to let her know where he was. "I am chill." She told him, emphasizing the word chill, bitterly.

She opened her mouth to speak, trying to say an example of what would happen if he didn't tell her where he went off to. That you could've been taken by Robotnik, or worse, killed. If she told him that, that would show him and teach him a lesson.