The Wind Wielder

The Wind Wielder

Everyone knows that Jackie the Hedgehog is a recent royal, taking her role as Princess of Winosa. But how did she get the crown? It wasn't at random, oh no; Jackie earned that crown. But what did she have to go through to earn it? [This entire story is told through Jackie's perspective, unless stated otherwise.]

published on January 1532 reads 17 readers 5 not completed
Chapter 1.

Prologue: News Arrives

It simply felt peaceful today; for once, we weren't threatened by Eggman. It's these rare days I love the most, knowing there is nothing that can ruin a day like this. And on days like this, my husband, Sonic, likes to take a run with Solene. Those two rarely get time together, and I wish they could more often. Just as I rarely get time to know my brother-in-law, Redik. And yet, today was a good chance to.
As Redik settles down, making himself at home like I said, I decide to prepare a delicious pot of tea, with a few cookies and biscuits on the side, and a small chocolate cake. Admittingly, I like red velvet as well; I think it goes better with tea. But I made chocolate just in case Redik didn't like red velvet.
And besides, you can't go wrong with chocolate.
I plate it all up on a tray, and carry it into the living room. However, my eyes meet not only with Redik's, but with Sonic's and Solene's as well. How are they back so early?
And then I see another person sat next to Redik. A male. He was a tiger, with a tanned muzzle and inner ears. He was dressed in a golden Knight's outfit, occasionally eyeing a scroll on the table.
I set the tea down and ask, "What's this about?"
"Miss Summersmith," the Knight stands up.
"It's Mrs, actually."
I normally don't correct anyone, but I kind of had to there.
"My name is Ceptor de Vasquo. I'd like to honourably invite you, and your friends, to a major tournament that is due to commence soon."
Tournament? What? What kind of tournament?
Sonic stands up. "What are you talking about? What tournament?"
Ceptor picks up the scroll from the table, and hands it to me. "All the details are in this scroll, my dear. I really hope we see you there. I'll see myself out, and please, have a good day."
And just as he says, he walks to the door by himself, and gently closes it behind him.
I just stand there, confused, as the others look at me.
"What was that all about?" Solene finally speaks after silence blows the room for a few minutes.
"Don't keep us in suspense," Redik adds. "Open it!"
So I do. And I begin to read it.

"Dear Miss Summersmith,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been deemed eligible to participate in our upcoming Wind-Wielder Tournament."

That was all I had to read to, in order to understand the situation.
"Wind-Wielder?" asks Sonic.
"Maybe this is only for people who can control wind," I reply.
For now, I'll need to connect the pieces of this puzzle as it happens, and it will eventually be completed.
I don't know what I'm getting myself into, but I'm going to find out.
"I'm joining," I say.
"You don't even know what this is," Redik says. "Why are you joining?"
"Things will make sense as they unfold in this. I have to see what this is."
"Makes sense," Sonic adds. "But promise me something."
I nod. "Anything."
"Promise me you'll stay safe."
Ouch... I really hate making promises like that. After all, I don't know what's going to happen.
But still, I look him in his eyes, mentally noting the goodness in his emerald pupils, and say, "I promise."
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toughwolf3
Nooo, it can't end like this! Make more chapters!!
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on June 11
Helldiver_Demon
I love the smell of great stories in the morning.
This is only the prologue but I love it already.
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on January 16
StapFollowingAnInactiveAccountThatsNotInUseOk
Are you putting other OCs in it? (Just asking)
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on January 16
Taesthetic
It's awesome so far! :O
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Lady_Artemis
thank you!
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