Adventure

Chapter 5:Meeting Hanna Sophia. Floyd’s heart sk

Chapter 5:Meeting Hanna Sophia.

Floyd’s heart skipped a beat as he leaned his head closer to the door. The muffled sounds grew louder until they formed a pattern—three knocks, gentle yet insistent. He took a deep breath, his fingers hovering over the handle. The anticipation was thick in the air, and he couldn’t help but wonder who or what was on the other side. The curiosity was too much to bear, so he swung the door open, revealing a human girl with the most enchanting brown eyes he had ever seen.

Her hair, dark brown as the dryland, fluttered around her face, framing her smile that was as bright as the moonlit night. “Heeeell-” she began again, but Floyd closes the door abruptly. The sudden movement left the girl on the other side looking puzzled. He opens it back again, his nerves slightly frayed.

“-llo!” She finished her greeting, her wave lingering in the air. Floyd closes the door again, his instincts screaming at him to protect the secrets within his home.

“Hey, Branch?” Floyd called out, his voice echoing through the dimly lit corridor of the bunker.

“What..?” Branch grunted from the shadows, his eyes still not fully adjusted to the sudden influx of light from the open door.

“The Human Animal Shape-shifter is at the door,” Floyd explained, his voice low and urgent.

Branch’s eyes widened in the shadows. “What?!” he exclaimed, his body tensing up. He had heard the legends of humans with the power to transform into animals, but never in his wildest dreams did he think he’d meet one.

“The who?” Clay questioned, his curiosity piqued.

Floyd looked back at Branch, his expression a mix of fear and fascination. “What should I do?”

Branch took a moment to think, his mind racing. “Uh, well, don’t let her in!” he warned, his voice a mix of urgency and uncertainty.

Floyd decided to disregard Branch’s advice once more and opens the door for her.

“Can i speak now?” She asked with a grin, raising an eyebrow at the closed door.

“You can.” Floyd nodded, stepping aside to let her in.

“Hi, i’m Hanna. Hanna Sophia. It’s nice to meet you, sir.” Hanna introduced herself and stepped into the bunker, her eyes widening in amazement as she took in the surroundings. The space was a cluttered mess of mechanical parts, tools, and various contraptions, but she saw beyond the chaos to the passion and creativity that had shaped it.

“Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your song on a stage show and I just couldn’t resist! What a performance! I didn’t know you had a reference of that song but it’s made by ‘Yoasobi’!” Hanna said, her laughter filling the room as she remembered the lyrics to ‘Idol’.

“What a nice voice.” Hanna added, looking around the bunker. But, Branch aims his stick at her, his eyes gleaming with suspicion.

“Not so fast!” Branch growled, emerging from the shadows with a stick pointed at Hanna like a spear.

“Tu patética monstro criatura (You pathetic monster creature), i know your game and I’m not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy talkshow craplord!” Branch snarled, his stick shaking slightly with the weight of his accusations.

Hanna chuckles, and uses her finger to lower down Branch’s stick. “Mister, if I wanted to hurt anyone here, I would’ve done so already…” She grinned widely, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Branch and Floyd stared at her, their expressions a mirror of each other’s fear.

“No, silly! I’m here because I want to help!” Hanna exclaimed, stepping closer to Branch, her hand reaching out to touch his stick. Her touch was warm, and there was a strange energy that seemed to emanate from her fingertips.

“Say what now?” Floyd’s ears perked up, his eyes narrowing at the human’s audacity.

“I’m here to help,” Hanna repeated, her voice steady and calm. “I heard about your band, and I know you guys are looking for something… something special.”

Hanna trails Floyd into the main room of the bunker, her eyes taking in the chaotic arrangement of tech and parts scattered around. “Wow, you guys are really into the DIY scene, huh?” She laughs, looking around.

“Uh, so… uh, what’s the deal with brown girl over there?” Clay referrred to Hanna, his curiosity overshadowing his fear.

Branch was shocked that his brother didn’t recognize the name. “Wait, you’ve never heard of her before? You’ve been here longer than me!” Branch asked incredulously.

Clay shrugged, his gaze still fixed on Hanna.

“The Human Animal Shape-shifter: one of the most powerful girl beings has ever seen?” Branch muttered under his breath, his eyes never leaving Hanna.

Clay shrugged again, his eyes glancing from Branch to Hanna and back again. “Eh, not big on politics.” Clay said with a shrug.

“Ugh.” Branch groaned and began to tell the story of Hanna, the human with the power of animal shape-shifting. “Years ago, Hanna Sophia discovered she could transform into various creatures at will. It was a gift, but also a curse. Humans feared her, ostracized her, and soon she found refuge among the animals of the forest. Her days were spent learning from the wolves, the crows, the bears—each creature had something unique to teach her about the world and herself. Humans started calling her “The Human Animal Shape-shifter”, as lazy as that is. Many whispered she was a witch, a monster, something to be feared. But she knew she was different, and she was determined to use her gift for good. But one thing’s for sure: She’s got a sense of sniffing out secrets like a wolf, and she’s as persistent as a cat with a laser pointer.” Branch narrates with a touch of admiration in his voice.

“Are you done? She looks like a cocoa cutie babe!” Clay chuckled, not catching the gravity of Branch’s words.

“Well, i don’t trust her! I only trust Poppy.” Branch stated firmly, his eyes narrowing at Hanna.

“To be fair, do you trust any woman? Any women? Women?” Clay smirked, poking fun at Branch’s well-known distrust of anyone outside their immediate group.

Branch grabs Floyd by the shoulders, his eyes burning with urgency. “Floyd, listen to me. You can’t believe this human! She isn’t just a happy girl! She’s a story writer! Pure good! She can’t be redeemed… And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we’re trying to do!” Branch’s voice was filled with tension, his grip on Floyd’s shoulders tightening.

Floyd looked into Branch’s eyes, searching for any hint of doubt. “I… we don’t know that! Look, I know she’s good, and I know she probably doesn’t wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance!” Floyd’s voice was earnest, his belief in second chances unshakeable.

Hanna is looking at the portrait of his grandmother, Rosiepuff. She couldn’t help but feel drawn to the warmth and kindness that seemed to radiate from the painted eyes. The colors were vibrant, a stark contrast to the metal and wire that surrounded them. She reached out to touch the frame, her eyes never leaving the image.

“To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can’t. It goes against everything I’m trying to do. Everything I believe in.” Floyd’s voice was soft but firm, his eyes never leaving Branch’s.

Branch sighed, his grip on Floyd’s shoulders loosening. “Just… trust me. I can take care of myself!” Floyd pleaded, his gaze unwavering.

“Floyd, whatever you do, do not trust her,” Branch whispered fiercely, his gaze flickering towards Hanna, who was now examining a broken gear with curious fascination.

“Don’t worry, I picked up one thing from John Dory! ‘You don’t take crap from other people!'” Floyd said, his voice carrying a hint of defiance. He stepped away from Branch, moving closer to Hanna.

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Chapter 32:Floyd’s revival. Sonic gets up, groan

Chapter 32:Floyd’s revival.

Sonic gets up, groaning. “Guess I had a bonus life,” he murmurs to himself, his voice barely audible amidst the chaos. The battlefield is a stark contrast to the lively forest they had been in just moments ago—now a canvas of despair painted with the hues of war. Sonic’s heart races as he takes in the scene, his eyes scanning the ground for any sign of Floyd. His breath catches in his throat when he finally sees him, lying still among the carnage, surrounded by the worried faces of their friends and brothers.

Heart pounding in his chest, Sonic sprints over to Floyd’s side, his eyes wide with fear. The smell of burning metal and scorched earth fills his nostrils as he kneels beside the lifeless form of his cousin. The once-proud Night Fury, who had fought so fiercely beside him, now lies in a crumpled heap, his scales dull and his breathing shallow. “Flo-Flo!” Sonic calls out, his voice cracking with emotion. “Oh, no, no, no. Floyd, can you hear me?” He shakes Floyd gently, his clawed hands trembling.

“Floyd, come on, wake up,” Sonic whispers, his voice choking on tears. “Please. Please, wake up.”

As he cradles Floyd’s head in his hands, he notices something peculiar. His cousin’s ear is chipped, a small piece of his once-perfect shell missing. The sight sends a cold shiver down Sonic’s spine. It’s a stark reminder of the brutal fight they’ve just endured and the reality that hits him like a ton of bricks—Floyd might not make it.

“No, please.. Please, don’t leave me.. I need you. C’mon, Floyd. Don’t go, stay with me, cuz,” Sonic begged, his voice thick with desperation. His ears drooped down, a mirror of his heavy heart. He pulls Floyd into a tight embrace, feeling the warmth of his lifeblood seep into his fur. The ground beneath them is cold and unforgiving, a stark contrast to the warmth of their bond.

Sonic cried into Floyd’s shoulder, his tears mixing with the dirt and blood. The weight of his cousin’s body felt so much heavier than usual, a stark reminder of the battle they had just survived—barely. Tails hovered nearby, his hands moving in a blur as he worked on a medical device. His face was a mask of concentration, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. The usually jovial fox had seen too much today.

Shadow watched from a distance. Despite their rivalry, he felt a pang of sorrow. Branch sobs quietly as he holds Shadow, his arms wrapped around him in a rare show of affection. The tension between them dissolves in the face of grief, their animosity forgotten for a brief moment.

John Dory, Bruce, and Clay stand in a line, their heads bowed in respect. They had fought alongside Floyd and knew the depth of his courage. Ember’s eyes are wet with tears, but she stands tall, her hand over her heart. Despite the pain, she knows she must be strong for her friends. But she covers her face with her hand, unable to hold in her sorrow any longer.

Light, the ancient guardian of the forest, steps forward, his eyes glowing with a gentle warmth that pierces through the gloom. He places a comforting hand on her shoulder, whispering words of encouragement that only she can hear. River, the stoic leader of the dragons, watches from afar, his own eyes filled with a silent torrent of grief. He had seen too much loss in his long life, and now he had to bear witness to the potential end of his son’s journey.

Hanna saw the hurt look in Sonic’s eyes and felt like her own heart was going to tighten from seeing how sad he was. She knew he had endured a lot of personal losses at such a young age, but to be losing Floyd like this, after just getting to reunite with him, was too much for even the Human Animal Shape-shifter to bear. Knuckles, shared a similar saddened state, his strong fists clenched at his sides.

Suddenly, something strange happens. As Sonic’s tears hit Floyd’s face, they don’t simply roll off. Instead, they seem to absorb into his scales, leaving a trail of glowing light in their wake. The light starts at Floyd’s chipped ear and spreads rapidly, illuminating his body like a beacon in the dark. Sonic’s eyes widen in shock, his grip tightening around Floyd.

Everyone noticed the sudden change, and the air grew still. The light from Sonic’s tears began to pulse, growing stronger, brighter. It was as if the very essence of his sorrow and love was being absorbed by Floyd, fueling a transformation beyond their understanding. The glow grew more intense, enveloping the entire area in a soft, ethereal light that seemed to push back the shadows of the battlefield.

“F-Floyd…?” Sonic’s whisper echoes in the hushed silence, as the light from his tears reaches Floyd’s eyes, now flickering open with a faint glow. The once-dull scales of the Night Fury begin to shimmer with newfound vitality, each one standing tall as if reborn. The light envelops him completely, casting an aura of hope where there had only been despair.

Floyd coughed again, his eyes fluttering open to reveal the vibrant glow that had replaced the lifelessness from moments before. He looks up at Sonic, the light in his eyes dimming slightly as he tries to focus on the face above him. “Sonikku?” His voice is weak, but there’s a flicker of recognition.

Sonic’s eyes light up with joy and relief. “FLOYD!!!” he shouts, hugging his cousin with all his might. The crowd around them erupts into cheers and relieved gasps, the tension in the air dissipating like fog in the morning sun.

His ears perk up and his tail starts to wag as life begins to return to Floyd’s body. His eyes, once glazed over with pain, now sparkle with a fiery determination that Sonic had never seen before. The light from Sonic’s tears has not only revived Floyd but also transformed him into something more powerful, something greater than they could have ever imagined.

“T-Too tight, Sonic.” Floyd gasps out a laugh, his voice hoarse but growing stronger with each passing second. The light recedes, leaving him looking healthier than ever before, his scales gleaming and his eyes alight with an inner fire. Sonic pulls back slightly, his eyes wide and his heart racing with excitement. “What…what happened?” Floyd asks, looking around at the stunned faces of their companions.

“Your…your tears,” Tails stammers, still in shock at the sight before him. “They contained some kind of energy. It’s like you’ve healed him, Sonic!” The crowd of friends and allies exchange amazed glances, realizing the depth of the bond between the two cousins. The power of their love and friendship had performed a miracle in the face of death.

Sonic winked back tears and managed a grin, his heart swelling with pride. “Looks like I had a little extra magic in ’em, huh?” He ruffles Floyd’s hair playfully, feeling the warmth of his cousin’s body against his own.

“Wellllll…… Maybeee….” Floyd chuckled weakly, a hint of his usual cockiness returning. “But I’m not complaining. Thanks, cuz.” He tried to sit up, but his body protested with a sharp pain.

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