StH2:tRoM:tS-AS Script One- Part One -
The agents of GUN have gathered to celebrate Shadow's one-year anniversary as an agent. Everyone is dressed in all of their finery and are laughing, chatting, eating, and dancing the night away. Up in one of the balconies, SHADOW and the COMMANDER stand surveying the scene like a pair of hawks.
COMMANDER Are you excited?
SHADOW Why does everyone keep asking that?
COMMANDER It's a big night for you.
SHADOW How? The invitations didn't say anything beyond 'dress formally and be in the reception hall at eight on an empty stomach.' <---- italics indicate slightly higher pitch
COMMANDER Speaking of which, you'll be pleased to hear that we got some of your favorite restaraunts to cater. Colonel Chang's Taco Italiano and What the Fudge?
Shadow the Hedgehog 2: The Revenge of Maria, Ch 1 Shadow paced down the dark yet familiar corridors of the long abandoned space colony, ARK. His dark fur bristled with the warmth of being back where he was created, but beads of sweat threatened to seep through his thick white gloves- he was furious as to why he was up here once more. It was miraculous that he was granted clearance to serve GUN this time, as many of the other agents deemed his involvement unnecessary- dangerous, even. Some claimed that Shadow would use the colony as a weapon against GUN to take revenge on the events that took place here a mere fifty-one years ago. This theory was ridiculous- Shadow had gotten that out of his system a long time ago. Granted, these were the same people who refused to accept him as an agent to begin with, but it would be nice if he could go on a serious assignment without having to be escorted. It was clear as to why the Commander insisted thatShadow the Hedgehog 2: The Revenge of Maria, Ch 13 years ago in Humor More Like This
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The next thing he knew, he began to hear voices. It scared him, at first, and he called for his mother in a panic. When he told her about the voices, however, she gave him a puzzled look and shook her head. She didn’t believe him; after all, what kind of kid his age gets voices in his head? He tried shrugging it off and went to get his birthday present: his starter Pokémon.
“What do you want to name your starter?” the professor asked, smiling as the boy took hold of the Charmander’s pokeball.
Both of them shared a puzzled look. “That’s a…strange name,” he said, “But if that’s what you want to name her, then by all means call her that.” He shook his head in reply.
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