Disclaimer: All characters belong to Sega/Paramount, OCs are to make sense of the plot. Expressed this, I will not have to clarify it in the other chapters.

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Green Hills, Montana

On a lonely road leading out of town, was a renowned and idolized sheriff doing his duty: Ticket motorist for speeding.

It would be an interesting and busy job if we were in the '80s where the heavy mining cargo traffic was fined for exceeding the speeding, but as they opened a special road for them, the Green Hill exit road became a ghost road.

Many times the sheriff wondered (N/A: and me too) why there had to be a speed trap if almost no one crossed that road, it's okay that only he had to be in rush hour (two or two-and-a-half hours a day). Anyway, meh. This is how the state is handled, the orders arrive from above and go decanting until they reach the town of almost 2000 inhabitants.

The sheriff fired the gun several times and unsurprisingly picked up a speed of 0 miles per hour, fired again and caught 18 miles per hour, something that caught his eye. He hit the gun because he thought it was broken, without waiting for him, a bumblebee came out of the gun sensor and started fluttering inside the police patrol, he with a form started scaring the bee, he didn't know if he was allergic to bees, but he didn't want to find out now either. Maybe later.

When the bumblebee came out of the vehicle, he pulled up the car window so no other insect could get in. The patrol communicator started ringing and he answered.

W: Officer Whipple reporting.

TW: -Tom smiled as he heard his friend's voice- Officer Wachowski reporting as well.

W: Have you caught any Formula 1s yet?

TW: -Giggle- No, just a bumblebee at 18 miles per hour.

W: -Whistle- I knew the autobots would be here any minute. Any reports?

TW: It is 12 hours with 11 minutes and 36 seconds, the ambient temperature is 69,8 degrees, the weather is sunny without probability precipitation, the atmospheric pressure is 651 hectopascals. Oh, you meant a police report? -Tom's view was hampered by a green light coming from the grasslands, he to cover that light placed a form on the windshield- Well, no, nothing relevant.

W: Well, same here. I'll communicate again when there is news, and with news I mean at lunch. Over and out.

TW: Ok, Over, bored and out.

Tom finished "informing" his partner Wade, as it was almost 1 in the afternoon, the sun was entering the phase of maximum brightness, Tom took out of the glove compartment of the car, the case with his sunglasses. He opened the case and discovered that his glasses were dirty with donut debris and blue hair debris, evidently caused by a blue creature during his hours of play, the officer cocked his head in disapproval and began cleaning the glasses with a special wipe.

He was distracted by cleaning the glasses until the speed gun began to record indecipherable values accompanied by multiple beeps. Tom believing it had gone crazy, restarted it and put back in its place. He came a surprise when he observed that the gun was still recording those strange meaningless values.

TW: Hey, Sonic! Is this a new trick?

He screamed down the car window, looked everywhere and there were no traces of that blue hedgehog that was always running at high speeds down the road. The gun was still flashing numbers. He decided to call Wade.

W: What's the matter, Tom? Finally a report?

TW: No, Have you seen Sonic today?

W: Ehhhhh, yup. He was running all over town, came to bring me a cheescake that I had asked for and said he had to do some shopping for you. Why are you asking?

TW: -He had his eyes fixed on the speedgun- Nothing, just parental responsibilities. -Cut-

He took the speedgun to inspect it, noticed that with certain movements the speedgun registered fewer numbers, but, as soon as he pointed at that green light that disturbed his sight, the numbers shot up.

It really was a very strange phenomenon.

Tom got off the patrol to go around him. What was there? Nothing (nature), who was there? No one, how many cars did he fin today? None. He watched both ends of the road, anyone could put a table in the middle of the asphalt and have lunch there.

He looked at the grasslands and something very bright caught his attention. Curiously, it was a green light located in the same place where he found Sonic's quill (which at the time he did not know), he went to the light to take it.

TW: Sonic began to change his quills for a green and brightest ones? My boy is growing.

It was what Tom thought first, he bent down in the grasslands to inspect that light, it was covered by different grasses, he expected to find a quill or a shiny metal, but nothing prepared him for this object.

This object was a bright green gemstone, it was well hidden among the pastures, so Tom plighted all the grass exposing a diamond-shaped gem, he took it with his hand completely stunned, the mysterious gem began to radiate an almost "magical" light, it did not burn, it did not hurt, yet that gem felt something very supernatural. It was really beautiful, it could captivate anyone with its brilliance and color, Tom the more he looked at it, the more it was shining.

What could that gem be? Why was it so bright? And what was that doing there in the middle of nowhere?

Tom got scared and threw that gem to the ground, he'd never seen anything like it in his life. The ancient transport of minerals on that road had left certain mining elements lost along the way (tools, coal, quartz, soil, rocks, among other typical mining things), the question was that now there was no such transport, so what was that strange gem doing there?

Tom looked at his hand again and again coming to the conclusion that it was radioactive, color betrayed it. Frightened, believing that radioactivity could kill him, he ran to the patrol's trunk to take a pair of pliers. With these pliers he took the gem very carefully and threw it into the trunk. He did not want to be anywhere near that object, but he could not leave it there exposed to anyone's reach, putting their safety at risk.

TW: Wade, there's been an inconvenience with my health, I'm afraid I'll have to advance lunchtime. Over, scared and out.

Green Hills Veterinary School

A loving vet was having lunch in her vet office. She is in charge of attending, teaching and managing in school, it is a strenuous job, however, as the school is located in a town of few inhabitants, the students are not many and for this reason, they learn fast since they also have other instructors in the school.

The sweet vet heard that they knocked on her door, rose from her seat to open it, but it didn't take because some sheriff quickly walked into the office.

TW: Hi love, I'm sorry I came unannounced. I'm in a bit of a hurry.

MW: Hi honey, let me kiss- -She wanted to approach her husband, but he dodged her-

TW: Nooo. I mean. -She looked at him strangely- You don't want to come near me, you'll have time for that later.

MW: Why? What are you hiding, Tom?

TW: Nothing, I'll explain later. Now, can you give me iodine pills?

MW: Y-Yeah. -She went to the x-ray room and brought a vial with her- There's something I don't understand, if you need iodine, why didn't you go to the hospital?

TW: Ahhh... Because, you know how hospitals are, they have you waiting almost 4 hours for cases without urgency. And this is urgent. -Whispered-

MW: I didn't know you had thyroid problems and you came to a veterinary center to help you.

TW: Ow, yes, what a disgrace. -He opened the door in a hurry and before he said goodbye he looked at his wife- Maddie, I love you too much, never forget it.

MW: Is something wrong?

TW: Nothing wrong has to happen to tell you how much I love you!

MW: Oh! -Smile- Then don't forget how much I love you too. -She throws a kiss into the air-

During the rest of the afternoon, officer Wachowski was dedicated to performing only an walking service since he did not want to get back on that "radioactively contaminated" vehicle where that strange gem was hidden in the trunk.

In addition, throughout the afternoon he has not stopped thinking that he was "radioactive" by having direct contact with the aforementioned mysterious gem, he has not let anyone approach him or touch him for fear of contaminating others as he has seen enough series and films to know what radiation poisoning is all about. Although, on the other hand, he was only being hypochondriac, because that gem did not cause him any harm, he did not feel sick and did not have any signs of superficial damage.

Maybe it's nothing, or maybe it is, or maybe it's not, or maybe, well, just maybe.

The end of his shift was approaching and officer Wachowski went to the police department to look for his stuff (and to say goodbye to his partner), he left the establishment with his backpack and with a megaphone in his hand, he went to the patrol that he had parked next to the police department, the funny thing was that he parked his vehicle there and wrapped it with "police line do not cross" police tapes, specifically so that no one came near (other than he lied that the patrol was broken and had to take it to the workshop). Since he is the respected town sheriff, no one would dare approach that taped vehicle.

Well, no one except two extraordinary beings who don't know the limits or, rather, know the limits, but ignore them anyway to satisfy their curiosity. And this was the case of Crazy Carl and his new sidekick, Sonic, the blue devil who by the way "blue devil" was the nickname he contributed to him.

Carl and Sonic were sniffing the police patrol trunk ignoring the polices tapes, Carl had his ear attached to the trunk, while Sonic was looking to open it without the keys.

This whole scene was observed by Tom who breathed a great sigh upon knowing what they were doing. Perfect, now he had two more patients to take to check the hospital, two patients not very collaborators.

Tom turned on the megaphone he had in his hand at full volume.

TW: Green Hills Police, you two leave the vehicle and put both hands on the back of your head!

Crazy Carl jumped out of the gout and proceeded to do what the sheriff ordered, Sonic on the other hand turned around without being too surprised.

CC: Oh, oh, officer, don't shoot, I wasn't doing anything illegal.

S: Hey Donut Lord!, I mean, Officer Wachowski, good thing we're going home! -Sonic wanted to get close to Tom, but he dodged him-

TW: No, no! Stay still Sonic.

S: We weren't doing anything wrong. -Sonic made tender eyes-

TW: Sonic, can you tell what you were doing in a closed vehicle? You can't cross a precautionary line.

S: Carl told me he was sensing an ancestral energy, I didn't believe him until I sensed it, too. We have a good reason to be here.

TW: No, you don't, -Carl sensed something in the trunk and came back very stupefied to examine it- Sonic, gingerbread, you know very well that when something like this happens you should notify me.

S: I know! It's that the Observer Carl- -Sonic was interrupted by Carl-

CC: Officer Wachowski, there's a miracle gem here in the trunk!

TW y S: Miracle gem?!

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If you are tired of the wack translation of google translate, here is the english version translated by me which is even worse!

Many of you suggested I translate this story as well, so here it is.

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