Be Brave

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((Exerpt from a roleplay Dream and I are currently doing.))


I gotta get him out…………I gotta get……us out………..


No! No it’s not about myself! I must get him free, to freedom, now!!! At any price!!!!!!

I must get him out!!!!!


I must run!!!!!!


The pouring, relentless, driving rain was naught but a blur that blended with a figure, weaving through the forest.

This figure panted and heaved with agony, seeming to struggle for each and every breath as he sidestepped through the pines, narrowly missing cruel branches that wished to end his flight. His chest heaved greatly as the rain poured, the droplets pounding the dirt hard like thunder, mingling with the sound of his shoes squelching in the mud.

He blinked hard as everything before, behind, and around him blurred into grey, brown, and green masses, causing his head to swim with confusion as adrenaline rushed him onwards, and blood pounded painfully in his ears. He ran…….as fast as he ever had attempted before.

He jumped as he heard a round of gunshots behind him, followed by individual puddles of mud to go flying in the air, signaling that they had brought out the big machine guns….the ones normally reserved for Sonic himself. The bullets sent waves of ‘ pows ’ and ‘ pings ’ as they ricocheted off of trees and low hanging limbs, forcing the fleeing figure to duck his head as he cut a sharp corner to his left.

Frankly………the shots sounded dull in his mind as the only thing he heard was his shallow, rapid breathing, and the frantic beating of his terrified heart. He was ready to admit it. He was scared. He would be flat out lying if he tried to deny it.

Thunder crashed overhead, sending a fresh torrent down on the figure as he visibly scowled, wincing as he struggled to lift his precious burden. I……I have…….to get him away……..even if……..it kills me.

No sooner had this thought flashed through his mind when another torrent of bullets was sent peppering down upon him, the back of his heel stinging as one finally struck his left leg. He winced and looked up into the sky with despair as agony lanced up his spine, he turning a harsh right in a feeble attempt to shake off his pursuers, but with a wound, it would all too soon end in disaster.

A whoop of triumph reverberated throughout the forest, sending birds that were nesting safely in their homes against the rain fluttering frightfully into the air, “Woah ho ho ho!!! I got im’!!!!!! You won’t get away now hedgehog!!!!!!!!” The terrified birds cawed with anger, rain pelting their wings as they lighted back into their original perches.

The hedgehog was running nearly a quarter less speed than he had been at before….the machines were so close he could see the lights flashing on the fur across the tops of his shoulders and skinny frame. There was not much else to hope for…..not many more options, or roads for him to follow.


It was now, or he……..they both, were dead.

Limping in an awkward gate, the hedgehog flashed his blue eyes back once, a ravaged snarl plastered on his face as he cut through the trees at a furious, but slowing pace, dropping a speed every minute as hot blood trickled from the back of his ankle.

Looking down at the little one in his arms……..near broke his heart.


The hedgehog buried his face into the larger one’s chest fur, the larger one carrying him in his arms like a child. The light hedgehog’s ears were plastered against his head as he looked up into his injured friend’s eyes, terror written on his face as he franticly looked back……

……the mad scientist behind bellowed his rage to the hedgehog’s back, quickly mashing various buttons on his machine, sending several more rounds of bullets flying his way. It took all the strength left in him to weave out of their path, each time the rounds came getting that much closer to striking a fatal blow. His last.


In desperation, the hedgehog threw his left hand suddenly out to the side, screaming with effort as water leaped from the trenches he dug by his pounding feet, sending it flying into the madman’s direction as it collided with a robot that was hovering next to him. Hollaring in anger, the doctor watched as the robot sparked, spluttered, and flew erratically to the side, being sent helter-skelter into the forest, spinning wildly into the distance…..

The hedgehog couldn’t help but crack a smile at his feeble accomplishment, but it was just his fortune that another robot appeared, hovering, in the lost one’s place. He had escaped once……….and the Doctor was ready to finish him once and for all now.

The grey hedgehog’s eyes widened with exhaustion as he cut another corner, his panting intensifying as his fatigue grew. He knew he couldn’t keep up the pace for much longer, and he was slowing faster and more quickly than he had first anticipated. The only thing that kept him from altogether collapsing was his friend within his grasp………his best friend…………..


Weaving in and out of the trees was proving too strenuous, but it was his only way to keep out of the bullet’s deadly path. Then, he groaned inwardly and arched his back as the bullets peppered him again, sending one into the broad side of his left arm. Ignoring the dull, throbbing pain, and the scream of fear out of the bundle he carried who was terrified for his friend……..Mist kept running…………..




Until…….suddenly…………….


Mist turned and adverted his gaze to the doctor for a split second, his jaws opened in exhaustion as his chest tightened with agony, each breath a struggle as the rain scoured the land. The doctor jumped in his seat in his hovercraft as the hedgehog before him suddenly lurched.


Mist let out an unearthly wail of agony and pain as he crashed full, on into a low hanging limb that he couldn’t catch within sight until it was too late, sending his body into the air to the side as he went spinning into the ground. Pain blocked out every other sense in his being……

He and the younger one crashed heavily to the mud, the little one’s fall cushioned as Mist hurled him into the softer muck, forcing his body into a painfull, agonizing landing to protect his friend’s. Mist barely heard the small hedgehog wail his name as the grey mass dug furrows into the dirt, clutching his arm as he wailed with searing pain.

Tufts of hair were blown into his eyes as he glared daggers of hatred up at Eggman, who pointed all of his firepower at the wounded hedgehog lying helpless, clutching at his broken arm that was bleeding between his gloved fingers. “Now Mist……..you and your little friend have done your damage!! Be gone from me forever!!!” Mist spat venom into the air, the atmosphere nearly crackling with the spark of his rage, “Do with me what you will!!!!!!!!!!!”


Then he turned, wincing and closing his eyes with pain as he gritted his teeth, tears of agony beading in his eyes as he suddenly snapped his head up to the trembling figure several good feet away,

“Dream!!!!! Dream run!!!!!! Get away from here and don’t look back!!! Never, ever look back!!!!!! I want you to be safe!!!!” Dream shook his head, unable to speak as tears collected in his eyes.

Mist begged with pain dancing in his own eyes, now sobbing as he pleaded, “ PLEASE!!!! GO!!!!!!! GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!!”


Eggman chortled, “Make your last futile pleas!!!!!! They will all too soon be snuffed out!!!!!”


Mist’s head turned from the man, to Dream. As Mist looked into Dream’s eyes, his jaws fell open as their eyes locked. Mist panted, his entire body shaking with pain as he smiled weakly, “I’m gonna be alright. Dream……you’re the best friend a guy could have…..I want you to live for me. Get away from here,…..live. Find a way to stop Eggman! Promise me you will, because I KNOW you can!!!! You can Dream! You can do anything!!!”


Eggman smiled as he glared down the barrel of his gun.


Mist screamed, “NOW RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”








The birds flew back into the sky as the gunshot blared through the forest. As dead silence followed, thunder loudly cracked overhead, bathing the entire forest in a white hot light before disappearing.




This is a gift for a friend of mine, She's drawn a lot of amazing pictures for me in the past, and deserves more artwork in return ^^ Keep up the amazing work my friend~


This is a new painting style that I may or may not continue using. Depends on how many like it Also, I didn't erase the painting that overlapped the panels because....I just couldn't will myself too xD I kinda like leaving it there.


I'm not gonna say too much about this, and am just going to let you guys tell me what you think ^__^ Mist's skin got too dark in paiting, but it's nearly pitch black outside where they were, save for occassional lightning flashes overhead. Everything said with the blueish bubbles is Dream talking BTW.


Enjoy~


Mist and Artwork(c)
Dream(c)
Roleplay(c) and

And please, I worked too hard on this for someone to steal it. TT0TT I was up untill 2:30 in the morn almost.


P.S.

In the last panel, YES. Those are birds. ._.