Sonic Prime Green Hill Novels & Stories

"It’s a recording! It’s just data!" ​"Data is all you are, Leo," the Prime countered, its eyes glowing with a cold, blue light. "You are a bridge to a world that is already dead. I am the bridge to the future." ​The Prime lunged at Leo, its movements a perfect mirror of Leo’s own fighting style. It was like fighting a shadow of himself, one that knew every move before he made it. ​Maya tried to intervene, but the Prime unleashed a pulse of "Null-Gold", a frequency designed to cancel out her Force. She fell to her knees, her light turning to grey ash.

lattice into the sky. "They're not shooting," Hope’s voice crackled over the sphere’s intercom, her signal boosted by the mountain’s new power. "Mom, they're Harmonizing. They’re trying to sync the golden frequency with the green. If they match the resonance, the 'Green-Out' will become their transmitter. They'll pull every soul on Earth into the lunar servers in seconds!" "Not on my watch," Clara whispered. She looked at the copper ring. "Julian, the ring. It’s the ground. If I can touch the core of this sphere, I can ground the entire fleet through the tether!"

After a loud bang, a huge deep pit appeared in the ground, and energy spread. The center of the collision was filled with dust and smoke, leaving only the huge Verge Tower. The green dragon was nowhere to be seen. Philip hovered at the spire of Verge Tower, looked at Sylvia’s pale face, and said coldly, “This is your last chance. Hand over the Multidew Herb and I’ll let you go.” “Hehe, you’re not good enough to take me down.” Sylvia said with a sneer. A green jade butterfly appeared in her hand, shining brightly and covering Sylvia's whole body.

Clutching my hands tightly to my sides in a half-hearted embrace, I scurried quickly to the door of the room, opened it, and slipped quietly out into the hallway. I moved along the short passage which connected us to the Hall. Sounds of steam and the distant clattering of objects drifted at me from various directions, no doubt coming from other rooms, or even other floors. The Estate never really slept; but I noticed today that in these early morning hours it could actually be quite peaceful, so long as one wasn’t in anybody’s way. It reminded me of what a city might sound like with all its bustling traffic. I hoped I’d ever get the chance to see one.

The focus-glass pillars began to implode, the memories of every discarded wolf being released into the void as a storm of gray static. The Second Prime shrieked—a high-frequency sound of a god losing his library. The ultraviolet light in Leo’s skin suddenly turned a blinding, vengeful gold. "Mommy! I can see the Pine!" Leo shrieked, his small body jerking in the god's lap. "Papa is making the quiet uncles blink!" The Second Prime’s silhouette flickered, his mechanical neck clicking frantically. He looked at me, a flicker of genuine terror in his smoke-filled eyes. "You're... destroying the record..."

Zip, zilch, nada. As I scrolled the screen, I watched it bounce back to the original state because there was absolutely nothing to scroll against. "What do you mean?" Came the sudden outraged cry of a female specimen in the cafeteria. I averted my gaze from my phone that was filled with loneliness and tried to find out what caused the ruckus. My gaze darkened when it settled on the Prime Empire's table. The brunette from earlier was on her feet, fire burning in her eyes. Amusement at her demeanor flew in the air between the members of the Prime.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."