It was just another quiet day on Angel Island. For Knuckles, it was another perfect day. It was just him guarding the Master Emerald in peace. Time to relax and enjoy the peace. It was all perfect when…
“Hey, Knuckles!” It was that annoying voice that was so familiar to him: It was Daydream, his cousin. Knuckles jumped at the sound of his voice and gave him a glance off in the distance.
“Walker, what do you want now?” It always happened every week or so when he would wander along until he needed to ask Knuckles if anything interesting happened. His services were usually not needed all the time.
“I need your help.”
This was new. What could be wrong? He had to find out. He jumped off his porch and landed next to him. This time, he got a better look. It wasn’t Daydream. It wasn’t anything close to him.
“Who are you?”
“Oh, me?” The voice suddenly changed into a deep, threatening voice. “I’m you’re worst nightmare.”
Knuckles tried his best to fight it.
Within minutes, Angel Island crashed into the sea.
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