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Chaos Rising	By : TerminusEst Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 1284 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Sonic The Hedgehog game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Introduction
Chaos Rising was originally intended to be posted chapter-by-chapter on the Sonic World message boards. Unlike my other fanfic, The Broken Mirror, Chaos Rising was originally intended to only be on SWMB until someone asked me to post it in an archive. Again unlike The Broken Mirror, Chaos Rising
features a feature common in SWMB fics: a very extreme Alternate
Universe setting. Like many SWMB fics, canon characters and events are
rarely if ever referenced in Chaos Rising and people wanting to see Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, et al will be disappointed. I put this in because I know there's going to be someone who will pop up in a review and way "BUT WHEREZ SONIK!111". To answer that question: He's not here. Sorry.
In
the tradition of SWMB fics, the characters are all either my creations
or those of other SWMB users. All characters not my creation are used
with the permission of their creators. Here is a list of the characters
borrowed from other people and the SWMB usernames of the people who
created them:
Lt. Commander Rex Christensen and Connie Christensen were created by Rex540.
Commander Riptos Calavera (and family) were created by Riptos Fujibayashi.
Lt. Daniel "Deathwish" Wishmaster was created by Tom.
Lord Admiral Kryche Akwarus was created by The#2RY.
Fiz was created by Fiz the Ancient.
Takeo Sekaro and Bookshire Draftwood were created by Chacron.
Lt. Skitz Anderson was created by PaintGamma.
Please note that this list is not necessarily set in stone. Changes will be made to this section if and when it is necessary.
A
warning to sensitive folks: This fic is comparable in intensity to an
R-rated movie. There is cursing, violence, blood, gore, and some sexual
themes (but no explicit material). I didn't rate it M for nothing.
Prologue: Distress Call
"Hear!

From this day forth

Are the heights of Horeb broken

And the sea of sulfur ice
And blasphemy!

In heaven's chambers

The souls had fled their halls

And closed was the book of life

And behold!"

--Arcturus - The Throne of Tragedy
Four
starfighters streaked across the space surrounding Orbital Station
Twelve near the planet Mobius, their engine trails streams of blue
fire. This was just another ordinary patrol for Commander Riptos
Calavera, one of many he had conducted during his twenty years as a
Mobius Navy fighter pilot.
"Calavera to OS 12. Nothing anomalous
on scope." There was never anything "anomalous" on scope. Even the most
intrepid pirates wouldn't have the gall to operate so close to Mobius.
Sometimes he wondered if all these patrols were a waste of time, but
then he remembered that those patrols were likely why there were never
any pirates around here.
"See anything, Rex?" he said over the comm link.
"Negative,
everything is clear," said Lt. Commander Rex Christensen, Riptos'
wingman. Rex was the best pilot in the squadron aside from Riptos
himself, confident and cool under fire.
"Why are we even out here
anyway? There's no action here. They might as well stick blue lights on
our ships and have us hand out speeding tickets," came the voice of
Lieutenant Daniel Wishmaster. Lt. Wishmaster, or "Deathwish" as he was
called, was cocky and exuberant, with an opinion of himself that far
exceeded his actual piloting skills. Still, he was a good pilot, good
enough to get into Riptos' elite squadron.
"Shut up, Deathwish," said Riptos. "If anyone wanted your opinion you'd be promoted to Lord Admiral."
"Hold
on," said Rex, an excited edge to his voice. "I'm picking up a
hyperspace jump signature. I've got a commercial freighter on radar,
just exited hyperspace. It's heavily damaged, with two hull breaches.
Damn, that thing's going fast. It's as if it's trying to get away from
someone."
"Life signs?" said Riptos.
"Four. They're sending out a transmission, signal is sporadic."
A garbled message reached Riptos' ears. A man was screaming unintelligibly over the sound of static.
"That guy sounds like he's in trouble," said Deathwish.
"No shit, Sherlock," said Riptos. "All right, boys, move in to intercept. Close to 2000 meters."
"Affirmative," said Rex.
The
four fighters quickly accelerated to meet the damaged freighter. As
they approached, Riptos heard another transmission, this time with a
stronger signal.
"Mayday! Mayday!" came the voice of the man who
sent the last transmission. "This is Adrian Spencer of t-bzzzt-eighter
Independence req-zzzz-ing immediate assistance. We-zzz-re under attack.
Requesting immediate fighter cover and escort!"
"This is Commander Riptos Calavera of the 17th Green Dragons. We are here to assist. Who is attacking you?"
"We
were heading back to Mobius when we were jumped by Earth fighters! I
swear it's true! Earth Republic fighters just came out of nowhere and
started shooting! We've lost our shields and three crewmen, including
the captain. I'm sure they're tracking us. Oh, gods, help us!"
"Calm down, sir. We're going to escort you to Orbital Station 12. Just sit tight. Are you sure Earth ships attacked you?"
"Yes! We got visual, radar, electronics, it all matched! The flight recorder will tell you everything."
"All right, just calm down and--"
"Reading
two more hyperspace signatures," said Rex. "Signatures match
specifications for Earth Republic Exocet-class fighters. They're
approaching the freighter on an attack vector."
"Engage the enemy."
"Are you sure? We could start a war by doing this."
"I said engage the goddamn fighters! I will not stand by and watch civilians die!"
"Affirmative. Moving in to attack."
The
Mobian fighters hit their afterburners, streaking towards the Earth
ships with particle cannons blazing. One of the Earth fighters exploded
as particle beams raked across its hull.
"Target eliminated," said Lieutenant Jeffrey Nilman.
Riptos
swerved just as an Earth fighter whipped by him to give chase to
Deathwish. He pulled up behind the bogey and fired off a precise salvo
of particle blasts, shredding the Earth fighter into a cloud of debris.
"That makes two down," said Riptos. "Form up on the freighter. Let's see what's really going on."
--
Riptos
sat across the table from the crewman who had sent the distress call.
Adrian Spencer, as he had identified himself, looked visibly
distraught, trembling somewhat and picking dead skin off his fingers.
He was a reddish-brown hedgehog in his early twenties with short spines
and bright blue eyes that were wide with fear.
"We reviewed your
flight recorder, Mr. Spencer, and it corroborates your explanation of
what happened. Analysis of the damage to your ship was consistent with
the effects of particle cannon weaponry. However, this raises the
question of what you were doing to get Earth fighters chasing you."
"I
swear we were doing nothing wrong! We were returning home after
shipping electronics equipment to Centauri IV. When we got to the outer
edges of the Mobius system, a couple of Earth fighters attacked us. I'm
no pirate. I work as a ship's hand every winters for a living. Review
my registration if you don't believe me."
"All right, I'll look at your records. Now tell me, from the beginning, what happened to you and your ship."
Adrian
ran his fingers through the spines on his head and reached back through
the past few hours, remembering how he came to be here, on a space
station, being interrogated by a Mobius Navy officer.
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