43(A/N: REALLY big disclaimer here! I do not own Chris, Danny, Helen or Frances, they belong to the creators of Sonic X, and I obviously do not own the original sonic characters, nor ever will . But I also do not own the two chao Swift and Miles or the idea of the chaos morpher, they belong to KingdomRider92 from his story Sonic Chao Chronicles: First Lap, really great idea there, check it out! In fact it is required to read that before you read this, as this is a kind of sequel, I know it is still in progress but it just inspired me so much that I had to write some thing, so this is my version of what might happen next. I have made some tweaks of my own, so it is going to be AU from the original, but I hope you like it! And also I am sorry for the short prewritten chapters, they will get longer!)
Chapter One: Introductions
The hover board sputtered and I knew it was dead; I mentally kicked myself for the umpteenth time that day. Why today? Why! I hate this piece of junk! I pondered as I picked up my hover board and hot footed it to school. I made it just before the tardy bell and slumped into my desk at the back of the class. I flicked my swatch on and started to journal
Dear journal,
Nearly late again! Well at least this time it wasn't entirely my fault. The stupid board died on me! It was close, but I managed to avoid detention by a hair. I'll update you later. Today is going to be a long day.
From: Terry Marquee
I had to finish the end of the entry whispering because the teach was doing attendance. So I did what I usually do on a normal Friday morning, zoned out. I was wondering if there was a way to get out of this attendance probation I was stuck in, thanks to the 'rents. (well all you out there in the reading world would sure like to be brought up to speed, right? well that's what I'm here for. I'm Terry Marquee, and this is 100 years in the future, 2110. the thing I called a swatch earlier was the Sol Multi-Purpose Watch Mark 2, but most of us teens call it a swatch. It is kind of like something out of a video game; it has G.P.S., built-in personal computer, day planner, video-phone, and so much more. I live in a normal city in America. And go to a normal high school. The whole world has become completely electronicified, that being the case, there are some problems that come with it. The first to come with the swatch was that you couldn't transfer data with the mark 1, so on the mark 2 they made an S.D. card slot. SD's are how everyone transfers data to any electronic device. And all SD's come with virus-bashing data cards that help humans deal with small singular virus threats. Well, there you go, all up to speed. Now I have to stop breaking the fourth wall and get back to the story!) Anyway, I was sitting at my desk thinking about how to get off probation when my friend Lina Quint tapped me on the shoulder.
"Nice outfit today Terry!" she squealed. Ever since we met, Lina has been trying to school me in the ways of fashion, which I continually resist, but today I did wear something a little more figure flattering than usual. I wore a white baby tee with a design that said "looking for trouble", some skinny jeans with heeled boots, and a blue headband to keep my oily black hair (dyed) out of my face. My face... well I didn't think it was anything to be proud of, but Lina always said I had potential. It housed some soft blue eyes, a small rounded nose, a petite mouth and tons of freckles. Lina was the complete opposite, the girly-girl she is. She was wearing a yellow sundress with a white headband and (of all things!) purple converse, along with lots of jewelry. Her face was completely freckle free, with fresh spring green eyes and some pretty voluptuous lips along with piercing red hair; she was no girl you could ignore. We were best friends as long as I could remember (cliché!), but I guess opposites attract (also cliché!). We started talking for a while since our history teacher wasn't looking.
"You should be more careful next time Ter, that was close" Lina whispered
"I know, Lin, but my board died on me! I had to run the last six blocks!"
"I thought your dad fixed the darn thing!"
"So did I" we quit the conversation right before Mr. Mendez turned around. He addressed the class.
"ok class I want you to get with a traveling buddy for the field trip today, be paired up within three minutes or I will choose for you!" you could see a silent shudder make its way throughout the classroom at that thought, and so we all rushed to partner up. Me and Lina picked each other of course. We sat back down since we sat next to each other anyway and continued to talk.
"Why do we need to partner up anyway?" I asked "we are just taking a virtchi-trip"
"Well we have only used the device one other time so I guess he wants us to be safe, or it is school policy, which I doubt. Besides, we'd end up together anyway, right?"
"Right" I said absentmindedly as I tried to remember the last time we used the virtchi-machine. You didn't even leave the school grounds, the class headed to the gym, and we put on the helmets and boom! Away you go. The previous time we used it was went to the site of one of the civil war battles, and I remember a complication with someone virtually fainting on the battlefield. I guess that was the reason. As the class up and left the room, the door and windows automatically locked like usual. And we all headed to the gym.