Disclaimer: I do not own the sonic characters, just the OC's
Chapter One: The Book in the Sand
Over a week has past since Sonic and Jet raced across the legendary Babylon Garden and retrieved the treasure of Babylon. The treasure turned out to be a magic carpet that was powered by the crystal box. Jet was currently riding the carpet through the Arabian Desert, testing it out. "Wow, this thing works like a charm." Jet said. Jet jumped the carpet off a small sand dune and performed several tricks before landing. "Though it doesn't perform as well as the Wind Rider." Jet said.
"How is the prototype gear performing out there, Jet?" Wave's voice came from out of nowhere. Jet looked at his new wrist communicator that wave built and said "it's awesome, but it's still nothing compared to your work, Wave." Jet said. "Of course, what did you expect?" Wave boasted. "You should really head back now, Jet." Wave said. "Ok, but I'm taking the long way home." Jet said. "Oh no, you don't. You are heading right back, this instant." Wave said. "What was that? I can't hear you." Jet said, pretending that the communicator was malfunctioning. "You better not cut me of, Jet! Jet!" Wave shouted, but Jet pretends not to listen.
"Man, she really needs to lighten up. I love her and all, but she can be a real drag sometimes." Jet said. "Did you just say that you...love me?" Wave's voice came from the communicator. it was then that Jet realized that he forgot to turn off the communicator, so Wave heard everything he said. "Uh...what I meant was. Uh...what I mean to say is." Jet kept trailing off, trying to come up with an excuse to explain what he meant. While jet was wrapped in his conversation with Wave, he didn't notice that he was headed to a rock wall until he hit it. Jet went face first into the wall and said "Yep, that hurt."
Jet pried himself from the wall and his head fell through the sand, burying it. "Oh, come on!" Jet shouted from under the sand. Jet pulls himself out of the ground and felt that something wasn't right. He then noticed a book in his beak and pulled it out. Jet looks at the cover of the book and found writing that was similar to the Babylonians, but different. Jet opened the book and found nothing but blank pages. "Man, this has got to be the worst book I've ever read." Jet said. "Since when do you read books?" questioned Wave. "I do read books!" Jet retorted. "Name one." Wave challenged.
Jet tried to think of one, but all he could come up with was a big blank. While Jet was busy think, a tall shadow loomed over from behind him and moved closer. Jet noticed the Shadow and turned around and gasped in surprise. Wave heard the gasp over the communicator and asked "Jet, what's wrong?" "Wave, you are not going to believe what I am seeing." Jet said. What Jet saw was the Babylon Guardian, returned from the grave. The Babylon Guardian was normal sized and actually had legs this time. It had become obvious that he had somehow escaped from his bottle prison.
"We meet again, Jet the Hawk." The Babylon Guardian said. "How on earth did you escape from Babylon Garden?" Jet questioned. "I have my ways. Now, Jet the Hawk, I will extract my revenge from you." The Babylon Guardian said. The Babylon Guardian advanced towards Jet, but stopped once he saw the book in his hands. "Ah. The book of 1001 Arabian Nights. I have not seen that book in over 3000 years. Well then, Jet the Hawk, since you defeated me in your home. It would seem only fitting that I defeat you in mine." The Babylon Guardian said as he snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the book in Jets hands began to glow strangly and sucked Jet inside of it in a ray of light.
Much later, Jet woke up and found that his surroundings have changed dramatically. He was no longer in the desert, but on a long stone pathway that looked endless. Jet got to his feet and asked "Where am I" Jet tried to use his communicator to contact Wave, but there was too much interference. "Wave, are you there? Come on, answer me!" Jet yelled, but it was all in vain. Jet then felt something hit against his foot and looked down to find a large golden ring. "Wow! Now that's what I call a ring! This puppy must be worth a fortune!" Jet exclaimed as he picked up the ring. "It is worth much more then you think." A female voice came from nowhere.
"Who said that?" Jet asked, looking around for the source of the voice. Suddenly, smoke came from the ring and a female human appears from it. The sudden appearance of the human surprises Jet and causes him to jump up and land on his back. The human was a red-headed female that wore Arabian clothing and golden rings on her wrists. Jet looked up to the human and asked "Who are you?" "Forgive me. I am Shahra, the Genie of the Ring." Shahra introduced herself. "Great, another genie. Just what I needed." Jet said sarcastically, already having enough trouble with the Babylon Guardian.
Jet got to his feet and asked "Ok, Shahra, where exactly am I?" "You are in the 1001 Arabian Nights." Shahra replied. "Is that some kind of movie I missed?" Jet asked. "What?! You've got to be kidding! It's only one of the best books ever created!" Shahra exclaimed. "Sorry. I don't read books." Jet said. "That is obvious. But it is a wonder how this book still exists." Shahra said. "What do you mean?" Jet asked. "Over 3000 years ago, an evil spirit named Erazor Djinn absorbed the powers of the book and was freed into the real world. And all that existed in the book was lost forever." Shahra explained.
"Maybe when the Babylon Guardian brought us here, he restored the books powers. But whatever he wants here obviously means trouble for everyone else. But not to worry for I, Jet the Hawk, will save the day." Jet said, raising his fist for a dramatic pose. "Hold on, you're a hawk?" Shahra asked. "Yeah. Why?" Jet replied with his own question. "Please, hold that pose." Shahra told him. Jet did what Shahra asked him as she summons a small scroll in her hands. Shahra opens the scroll and finds a picture of a person that looks exactly like Jet, only he was wearing Arabian clothing.
"Yo-you're him! You're the legendary wind hawk!" Shahra shouted in surprise. "The legendary wind hawk? What's that?" Jet asked. "Legend tells that only a hawk from another would, who controls the winds, can stop the Erazor Djinn and save the pages of the book from disappearing." Shahra explained. "But, aren't I a little late?" Jet asked. "There is still hope. I you were able to bring back one of the pages, then that means you can bring back the rest of them. Please, you must help, I beg you." Shahra pleaded.
"All right, I'll do it." Jet accepted. "You will?" Shahra asked. "Sure. I mean, all I have to do is show this Erazor guy whose boss. It might even be fun." Jet said. "Great. Now I have one last thing to give you." Shahra said. Shahra then creates a small golden ring and hands it to Jet. "Wear this on your finger. With it, you will become my master. As such, I am able to grant your wishes. Simple wishes, at any rate." Shahra explained. Jet places the ring on his finger and it clasps to his finger tightly. "Ow! Hey, not so tight!" Jet yelled.
"My apologies, o Master. But now, the contract has been sealed." Shahra said. "Contract?" Jet asked. "Yes. As master of the ring, I am now bound to protect you." Shahra explains. "That's nice and all, but I don't need any protection." Jet said. "Oh, but I would have to disagree with you, Jet the Hawk." A booming voice came from out of nowhere. Jet recognized the voice as the Babylon Guardian. Jet looked around for the former guardian, but is then almost knocked off the ground when the Babylon Guardian tries to punch him from underneath him, but Jet back flips to avoid it the attack.
"Man, that was close." Jet said. "So tell me, how do you like my world so far?" the Babylon Guardian mockingly asks. "This world does not belong to you!" Shahra shouts at the Babylon Guardian. "Ah, Shahra. It has been a long time." The Babylon Guardian said. "Ho-how do you know my name? Shahra asked in surprise. "Shahra. It has only been 3000 year since we last meet. Don't tell me you have forgotten about me already." The Babylon Guardian said. "What are you doing here anyway?" Jet questions. "I was had first thought of taking revenge, but then an idea hit me. I shall have my revenge, after you collect the seven world rings for me." The Babylon Guardian said.
Shahra gasped in surprise and asked "How do you know about the seven world rings. The only one that knew about them was..." Shahra trailed off. "Well, whatever these 'world rings' are. There is no way I would give them too the likes of you!" Jet yelled at the former guardian. "Who said I was giving you a choice." The Babylon Guardian said. Jet was wondering what the guardian meant until a small fire formed at the end of the Babylon Guardians finger. The Babylon Guardian shots the flame at Jet and lands a direct hit to his chest. A small flame was seen just above Jet's heart.
"What is this thing?" Jet asked. Now will you listening? Bring me the seven World Rings before the arrow of flame extinguishes. If you do not... your life is forfeit. Next, I think I shall collect the life of King Shahryar." The Babylon Guardian says as he disappears through the ground. "The king is the creator of the Arabian Nights and the main character of the story! Jet, we must save him before it's too late!" Shahra exclaimed. "Well, seeing as I don't have a choice. I might as well save the day and find these world rings before it's all over." Jet said as he and Shahra ran off to start their newest adventure.
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