Mobiazation: Sonic

Mobiazation: Sonic
- -6 Days since virus release –

“I swear if nothing interesting happens in the next few days, I will go run around outside in my boxers just for the heck of it.” I said to my friend while we sat down for dinner. Jack chuckled and dropped his silver tray on the table, making the food on it move slightly.

Jack and I had been friends ever since we both joined the Academy. He was a bit short, maybe 5’ 4’. Most short people I have meet had a temper, but he may be the nicest guy I’ll ever meet. Unlike most of the others here. Like RJ, he had a temper as short as he was tall. And that’s not very big. RJ and his ‘gang’ had been on my back ever since Jack and I got here. I had no idea why they picked on us, but they did.

“I’ll be sure to bring my camera.” Jack replied as he opened his coke.

“Bring one of those old fashioned ones.”

“Why?”

“Well, it’ll have to be daytime so the flash will work. You’ll just have to tilt your head the right way. “ I laughed. Making fun of Jack being bald was always fun.

“Hey!” He punched me in the shoulder.

“I was just joking..” I picked up my stale piece of pizza and took a bite. I cringed. Why couldn’t they have anything good around here? We might not be at war but come on; some edible food would be nice.

“Ugh, I should complain about the cooking. It’s horrible.” I placed the stale pizza back on my plate and pushed it away.

“Then what? It’s not like the General will do anything about it.” Jack replied, rolling his eyes at me.

It was true. What would complaining do? The General, just like RJ, hated my guts. I didn’t even know why! I mean, what is there to hate about me?  

“Yo’ Blue!”

I sighed. Great, RJ.

“What do you want?” I asked, turning my head to look at him. RJ was grinning at me.

“There’s a rumor going around that the General just got an important message form the King himself. And we all want to know what it says.”

“Wait till he tells us.” I responded coldly.

RJ shook his head. “That’s the thing, he wont. On the letter it said “Top Secret”. “

“What does this have to do with me?”

“Well, you’re the fastest runner out of anybody here. And we-“

“Wanted me to find out what was in that letter.”

“Exactly.”

I shook my head slowly. Why would I help him? But….my curiosity got the best of me. “Fine, later tonight. I’ll sneak over to his bunker and try to find out what I can.”

RJ nodded and smiled. “Good choice, Blue.” He hit me on my back and walked off.

Once he was out of hearing range I sighed. What had I gotten myself into?

Jack, who had been quiet the whole time, finally spoke up. “What’s with everybody calling you ‘Blue’?” He never was the guy who wanted to get into trouble.

“A week before you were assigned here, RJ and his group decided to play a ‘prank’ on the new guy, me. So they put paint in my showerhead. I was a light shade a blue for a couple days, and my hair was bright blue for a week.” I rubbed my brown hair. I’d never be able to get rid of that nickname. Jack chuckled and shook his head.

We both sat in silence for the next few minutes while we both ate whatever was edible on our trays. Which wasn’t much. After I had finished, I stood up. “I’ll see ya’ back at the bunkers.” I said as I began to walk toward the trashcan.

“H-Hey! Wait up, Shawn!“ Jack called as he quickly ran over to me. “Where you headed?”

“I’m going to figure out what is in that letter.”

“You’re really going to spy on the General?”

“Yeah, nothing interesting has been happening so why not.”  I dumped the tray into the silver trashcan. “Alright, see ya’.”

I walked off towards the door. Questions buzzed around in my head. Why would the King himself send a letter to a small Military Outpost in the middle of nowhere? What was in that letter? Was it good news? Or was War breaking out? I had so many questions, and I hoped I’d get some answers.

=====A few hours later====

After I left the Mess Hall, I made my way back to the bunker, where Jack, RJ, and I stayed. I switched my short-sleeved tan T-shirt for a black sweatshirt, and my camouflage army pants for some blacks sweats. I was almost when I stepped outside into the darkness of night.

I quickly made my way to the outer rim of the outpost, where most of the local forest was. From what Jack had told me, the locals around here called this forest “The Great Forest”. In the middle of this ‘great forest’ was a small town I’d visit every so often. The small town was called “ Knotthole” or something. I never really paid attention; I was usually to drunk too. That was the one thing I liked about Knotthole, they had a great bar.

In only five minutes I was there, at the General’s bunker. It looked like the rest of them, a green half cylinder buried in the ground, but his had a flag sticking out of the top near the front. “The King’s Flag” it was called, and it was only given to those who had won, and survived, the Great War. It had a single gold star on it. That single star showed he was a great fighter.

The windows were all dark and the door was shut. I cursed under my breath and retreated back into the woods, but not too far. I still needed to be able to see the bunker.

A half hour passed and I began to think he wouldn’t come back. But before I got up to leave, the General appeared along with Dr. Q, the outposts’ Surgeon. They looked like they were in deep conversation. Once both of them disappeared into the bunker, I quickly made my way towards it. I ducked down under the closest window, the one nearest the door, and waited.

“I TOLD YOU I DON’T KNOW!”

Well, it was easy to hear their conversation, the General was yelling very loudly. He almost sounded scared. Dr. Q though was talking in a low whisper; I could hardly make out what he said.

“…ke…..ow….no….need..”

“I know….but they should know…”

“Th…..ould..”

“But….you know what the letter said, I can’t tell anybody about the virus.”

Virus? What virus? I pressed my head against the cold green bunker to try and hear their conversation a little better.

“I….can….beli….he wou….do tha….da…Ju..an.”
“I worked with him too, he was a great guy. I still can’t understand why he’d turn on all of us though.”

“No….od…..ave…ues…..”

“That’s true…..Do you think we should tell them? They do deserve to know that they’re going to die.”

I froze. Die? We were all going to die? I unknowingly gasped, loud enough for the General to hear.

“Who’s there!?” He barked. I could even hear him begin to march towards the door. I scrambled to my feet and took off towards the woods. RJ was right about one thing; I was the fastest one here.

- -7 Days since Virus release-

My alarm clock blared at me to wake up and shut it off. But I just lay there on my bed, thinking about what had happened last night. I told RJ everything I knew. There was some sort of deadly virus that was going to kill everybody. He just laughed at me, telling me I was an idiot. I started to doubt what I had heard myself.

After ten minutes of just listening to my alarm clock, I sat up. My head hurt a bit, but I just ignored it and stood up. With a “click.” I shut my alarm clock off. 7:30 A.M. flashed in red on my alarm clock. “Too early..” I mumbled as I walked over towards the bathroom.

I shut the door behind me and looked in the mirror. Everything was there. Blue hair, green eyes, shirt, pants. Wait, /blue/ hair? I groaned, my short brown hair was now short /blue/ hair. I had a good feeling who had done this too.

“Your dead, RJ!” I flung the door open and stormed into the room. He was still asleep, or pretending to, I wasn’t sure. “Wake up!” I yelled at him and smacked the sheet where his head was.

“Ugh….What do you want?” He asked, half asleep.  

“Why did you dye my hair……” I couldn’t hold it back, I just had to laugh at him.

RJ sat up and looked at me with a confused look on his face. “What’s so funny, Blue? Besides your blue hair?”

“Y-Your….your hair…” I laughed, falling to the floor. Nobody had ever played a prank on RJ. I mean nobody.

RJ jumped to his feet and ran towards the bathroom. A minute later, he ran back out with a face as red as his hair.

“Who did this!” He yelled at me. I had finally stopped laughing by the time he had come back out.

“I..I don’t know.”

“Don’t lie to me!”

“My hair is blue, yours is red. Whoever did this got us both.”

Red glared at me but said nothing. I had a good guess he was trying to figure out who had done this to us.

“Well then Blue, your off the hook for now. But I’ll be back, once I find out who did this.” He turned around to leave but I grabbed his shoulder.

“We’d have a better chance finding out who did this if we both looked. I’ll check the Mess Hall, you check the other bunkers.” RJ nodded half-heartedly, I could tell he didn’t really want my help.

====2 hours later====

Nobody knew who had dyed RJ’s hair or mine. Even a few others had their hair dyed. Some were green, blue, and even blonde. Whoever did this was a master at pranks; I’ll give ‘em that. But the good thing was, my headache was finally gone.

I began to push the door to my bunker open when a loud “BANG!” sounded form inside. I swung the door open, ran in, and looked around to find what had made that noise. The only thing that could have made that noise was Jack, and he was standing near the wall rubbing his head.

“Dude, what the hell was that?”

“You’ve got to watch this…”

Jack backed up a few steps and, to my surprise, ran head first into the steel wall. The same loud bang echoed throughout the room.

“Yo-You…”

“No, it doesn’t hurt. I don’t know what it is but I don’t feel a thing.” He smiled at me and rubbed his head again.

I just stared at him. What was he doing, running in to a steel wall. I just didn’t get it. Then something else caught my attention.

“Uhm….Jack. Your head is red.” It wasn’t blood, or hair dye. I didn’t know what it was but his head was red.

“Oh, that. I don’t know what that is, I just woke up and it was like that. And uh…..you do know you’re a light shade of blue, right?”

“Yeah, my hair has been like that all day-“

“No, no. I mean your whole body. Your legs and face are light blue.”

I looked down and, sure enough, my legs were blue. Faintly, but they were blue. I swore they weren’t like that earlier today. I looked back up at Jack, and that’s when I noticed something else. He was faintly yellow.

“Dude, your yellow.”

“What?”

“Like my legs and face are blue, your arms, face, and legs are yellow.”

He looked down at his legs and arms, and then looked back up at me.

“I’m either passed out drunk on the floor of some bar or this is the strangest dream I’ve ever had.” Jack said with a worried sigh.

“No, you’re awake, and so am I.”

“What the hell, really…..Shawn? Shawn!”

n -8 Days since Virus release-

I slowly opened my eyes. I’m not sure what happened, or where I was, I just knew something was wrong. I tried to sit up but a sudden pain in my head made me lay back down again. “Worst headache ever..” I mumbled, shutting my eyes again.

The last thing I remembered was talking to Jack, then the world spinning around me. I must have passed out. But why? I rubbed my head while I thought. I felt fine before, except for that headache I had earlier. That wouldn’t have made me pass out.

“Oh, I see you’re awake.”

I cracked my eyes open a little to see Dr. Q standing over me. He had also had his hair dyed. Instead of white hair he now had yellow hair, but his hair didn’t look like hair. It almost looked like feathers.

“What’s up with your hair?” I mumbled. Talking made my head hurt worse.

Dr. Q scratched his head and sighed. “I don’t know…..others are like this also, even you.”

“Wh-What do you mean?”

“Oh, that’s right. You’ve been in here for the past twenty-four hours. Well, others have come in here complaining about headaches, aches, and severe pain in their backs. I treated them and they left. Just this morning I began to notice something; all of them had different color hair. And well….that got me thinking.” He paused and looked around, slight fear on his face. “ I’m not supposed to tell you this but…..there is this virus that Julian released onto the world. He said it would kill people, but I think it’s doing something much worse. It’s mutating people.”

I looked at him, not sure if to believe him or not. “Why….do you think it’s a mutation virus?”

“Well…….this might come as a shock but- well, see for yourself.” He backed up a little to give me some room to sit up. I looked at him but I sat up, ignoring the horrible pain in my head. That’s when I noticed something that scared me. Dr. Q was covered in yellow feathers, and he was shorter.

“Come on, you’ll have to walk a little ways.” He reached out with his hand to help me up. I took it and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I was still in my brown short-sleeve shirt and jeans; but my jeans went passed my feet. I jumped off the bed and winced when my head began to throb again.

“It might be strange at first but you’ll get used to it.”

At first I didn’t get what he meant, until I looked around. Everything was much taller than before. I groaned. I was shorter than before.

Dr. Q walked forward, and I followed behind him. There were a few other people in the infirmary with me; but nobody that I knew personally. They all looked the same; they all looked tired, confused, and in pain. Like me. But they stared at me, like I was some sort of creature.

We came to the far end of the infirmary, where a large mirror was. Dr. Q sighed and put his hand on my shoulder. “You wont like it….but there is nothing I can do.”

I turned my head to look at the mirror. There, looking back at me was some sort of short blue animal in a brown T-shirt and jeans that were too long. It had long quill-like things coming out of the back of its head that were also blue. Its face was even stranger. It had one eye and two pupils, which were green. I didn’t get it, was this some sort of joke?

I raised my hand to scratch me head, and it did also. I jumped it jumped. I raised my left hand; it raised its left hand. That thing in the mirror was me.

- -15 days since virus release-

It had been a week since the whole thing started, and it was kinda cool once you got over the fact we were all animals. When I mean we I mean everybody. Jack was now some sort of yellow and red armadillo. He’d even given himself the nickname Mighty. Even RJ was different. I guess he was now this extinct animal called an Echidna or something. He was now covered in red fur and his hands had two sharp points on them, like Wolverine. He even had a nickname, I guess since he looked different he wanted a new name. So now it was Knuckles.

I was, according to Dr. Q (who is now a duck), a hedgehog. Whatever that is. I didn’t have a nickname like the others. I couldn’t think of something that fit me.

Anyway, over the past few days we found out that some of us had powers. I could run really fast, so fast I left a trail of fire behind me. Knuckles had super strength and RJ was as tough as a tank, and almost as strong as one too.

The General, who was now a rabbit-like animal, told us about the virus only a couple days after all of us became…this. Some of us took it well; others not so well. I had heard somebody from the nearby town of Knotthole had committed suicide because of this. I didn’t really see what was so bad. I thought it was kinda cool.

- -17 Days since virus release-


I sat up in my bed and stretched. I had finally got a new name yesterday. Mighty suggested I’d be named Sonic, since I could create a sonic boom when I ran. So I stuck with it, it was a cool name. I even thought of a new name for Knuckles, Knucklehead.

I swung my feet over the side of the bed and slipped on my shoes. I opened my mouth to say something to Mighty when a loud boom shook the whole building. Mighty rolled off the bed and looked around, confused.

I ran to the door and pushed it open. The sight outside took my breath away. There were large dark navy blue robots everywhere, and they were destroying everything. Knuckles and his group were already out there, fighting robot after robot. I took a few steps forward and stopped. What could I do? I had no super strength like most everybody else here. I could only run fast. That wouldn’t be of much help.
“Move!” Mighty shoved his way passed me and into the line of fire. I called after him to wait, but the sound of blasters and screams of pain defend my cry.

That was the last time I ever saw Mighty.

The bunker I had just exited suddenly exploded behind me, sending me flying a couple feet. I scrambled to my feet only to see a red light directed at my face. I jumped to my feet and ran, ran as fast as I could. The sounds of battle slowly died away. I stopped to catch my breath. What was I going to do? I couldn’t go back, for all I know they might all be dead. I had to find somebody, somebody to help me.

I took off running again, this item it was towards the city. Hopefully my Uncle would have some answers.

The End….