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Project Miracle Ch. 13 - Fortress Island

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Project Miracle Ch. 13 - Fortress Island

At some point during their flight from the safety of Seaside Village to the bloody claws of GUN's Fortress Island, did Dylan fully realize just what was happening. His stomach churned subconsciously, fear rising in his thoughts. Everyone knew GUN, had heard of their massive military firepower, despite their stated mission of peace keeping. They succeeded in their public objective offensively at best. Since the organization's inception decades ago, a plethora of hideous secrets had leaked through the media: horrors of experimentation, nonchalance to murdering people, apathy to mercy. And there was no way GUN knew even the depths of its own corruption, so large as it was. The statement, "the left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing," was quite accurate. Partially, GUN had grown into such a behemoth because old things just tended to grow into unhealthy obesity. But, whenever challenged on some ethical ground, GUN claimed their operational size was required, as Eggman

Project Miracle Ch. 12 - Dark Poison

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Project Miracle Ch. 12 - Dark Poison

Chapter 12: Dark Poison They were yet to be called away, but Tails felt that this was, perhaps, the last night they'd have under the peaceful stars at Seaside Village. He was twiddling a cable around in his fingers, looking about, thinking if he was missing anything. One night of jungle camping didn't require much, but there was something he was trying to remember that they should bring if one of those just-in-case scenarios arose. Somewhere outside Sonic called, "Tails! You ready? Let's go! I wanna roast hot dogs!" "One sec, Sonic!" Tails thought strenuously hard and then—yes! With a snap of his fingers, he loaded a few syringes, coagulant, sewing wax and needles, gauze, a suction device, and rubbing alcohol into a cloth sack, zipped it shut, and slung the strap around his shoulder. Not like they'd ever gotten hurt on these expeditions, but Dylan was there now, and he still had hemophilia to deal with. Tails ran out of his workshop to the three awaiting hedgehogs. All of them had

Project Miracle Ch. 11 - Trusting

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Project Miracle Ch. 11 - Trusting

This had become too much for him. He couldn't help with Project Miracle anymore. Dylan had escaped and he was secretly delighted of it. Let the boy live however he pleased, without interruption from GUN or anyone else. In his mind, Jameson blessed those who'd taken the boy and the chaos emerald away. "Please, live happily," he sighed up at a sky of velvet black, with just hints of purple day whisking away. For years, he'd loyally worked for GUN, moving from one project to another. Project Miracle had been his latest consuming activity. Richard had impressed him with his sincere spirit. Save lives? That was better than working on bio-weaponry in the supposed name of defensive peace. Allured at the idea, he'd dropped his other interests and even stepped down a rank to join the man and his wife. All had been so well and good for those three years! Such hopes and such encouragement from the director. Then— He leaned on the railing of his third-floor apartment and absently watched the

Project Miracle Ch. 10 - A Day of Calm

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Project Miracle Ch. 10 - A Day of Calm

The last sample of red and golden blood slid through the tube into the patient’s arm. Machines set near the bed beeped steadily. The person laying there looked far healthier than they had in months, proving the worth of the chaos-infused blood. There was no doubt that their specimen’s blood had succeeded. Project Miracle was a success. “This is the last dose,” Isolena reminded an accompanying nurse. “I’ll inform GUN. Keep me posted on the patient’s recovery. They should continue to recover until all of the leukemia has been destroyed. And, send me the numbers daily about his white blood cell count.” The nurse merely nodded, writing down notes and instructions from the scientist. Like with others, the woman seemed intimidated by Isolena. She didn’t care. Once more visually examining the sleeping man on the bed, she supplied a stiff nod to the nurse and stepped out of the room. Check off that box. Not like the blood wouldn’t have worked right. For the rest of that man’s fortunate

Project Miracle Ch. 09 - At Seaside Village

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Project Miracle Ch. 09 - At Seaside Village

Just destruction. Destruction of the lab. Destruction of their project. Destruction of her last fragment of promise to her husband, to herself. The screeching, hissing, whipping cords and rent metal were an accurate reflection of how Isolena felt: slipping further down into the madness of her mind. Sparks drifted down before her. Utter useless, worthless, disgusting failure. Her eyes narrowed at the hole that remained of her second lab. She turned away one last time, vowing never to enter such a place again. Steps even, Isolena thought and seethed and pressed her lips tight. She had no office left, either. Years of her other secondary pursuits in various scientific interests were gone. A decade of her life wasted. A husband and son dead. She silently walked through burnt, mangled, destroyed corridor after corridor, white lab coat swooshing softly behind her. No one spoke to her. Few people dared meet her gaze. Her three colleagues stood to the side as she passed. Not even they

Project Miracle Ch. 08 - Into the Heart

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Project Miracle Ch. 08 - Into the Heart

She sipped her tea and some of it missed her mouth, dribbling down the front of her red dress. That figured. Now she’d have to change it and run it through the wash! Huffing, Amy stood and stepped away from the table, going about to throw the dress off of her and put on that other, less girlish red dress with the stockings. No one had noticed her change of wardrobe when she’d sported it that last time. Why’d she even bother changing her wardrobe? Sure, she’d been a little sick of the same dress, but she’d also wanted acknowledgment that she’d looked different in a positive way. Not even Shadow had— She walked out of her room and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. Shadow. She’d forgotten he was still in her house. Honestly, she never heard when he arrived, if he didn’t give her the grace of knocking, or when he left. But, obviously, he’d come in at some point, and now her dirty red dress was draped atop his head. His arms were crossed, he unmoving. “I’ll just take this,” she

Project Miracle Ch. 07 - Sand and Sunsets

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Project Miracle Ch. 07 - Sand and Sunsets

That confounded phone again! Isolena was sick of it—sick and tired! She trembled with anger, eyes unblinking at it, until the ringtone stopped. The caller was Eggman. Wouldn't he take a hint? Sure, she'd told him to call back later, but she'd missed that call, and he'd been pestering her ever since. Even if he cut off all his funds now, they didn't need him anymore! The clinical trial was going superbly! As long as it worked fine, they'd have bags of money coming in! Standing at her desk, Isolena tried to calm her breathing. The berated, whipped eyes of that hedgehog! She hated that thing! That he had all her son's memories; that he knew her. It was a mockery! Her heart was pounding. Isolena gulped a glass of water and stood still, eyes closed, until her body started calming down. It didn't matter what the specimen held of her son or who he thought he was. She knew. She had no family. Only this project. No pleading from that little freak would move her. Resolved, she exited the lab

Project Miracle Ch. 06 - Burning

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Project Miracle Ch. 06 - Burning

He sighed and rubbed his hands over his eyes. After all this—there was no words—just all of this, every minute of work ran against his nature. How'd things become so morbid, so unthinkable? As a scientist, he was supposed to create useful things, discover breakthroughs, enhance life for all! Hadn't that been the purpose of Project Miracle? Now, it had gone awry. The others kept silently to their work and he wondered if they felt the same way he did: that they were all a joke. Every second they labored now was a lie. No amount of people they might be able to save from diseases now could justify the innocent life they'd all but destroyed. In the least, a project meant to save life by devastating one was begging for retribution upon it. Mr. Cray dropped his tablet on the kiosk top and placed a fist to his forehead, eyes squeezed shut. He jerked, from the pitiful sound of a small voice directly to his right. Dreading any interaction, he nevertheless was drawn to the little trembling

Project Miracle Ch. 05 - Heart of Transformation

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Project Miracle Ch. 05 - Heart of Transformation

To her expectation and satisfaction, the clearance for her new lab request had arrived about thirty minutes ago. Isolena stepped around her desk and confidently walked down the various halls that lead to where she was just about to fulfill her husband's dreams. Her soul had become nothing but this. Nothing would deter her or distract her. She would not be intimidated and harassed the way Eggman had done to her husband. Entering the new lab, she reviewed the progress. This lab wasn't circular shaped like their previous one; it was, literally, a perfect square; and it had no sectioned-off sterile compartment in which to place their growth. But that was no issue. The growth itself and the chamber it yet lay within had been moved already. The entirety of the small stasis chamber lay against the far left wall, hooked up and ice-cold once more. Tomorrow, they would no longer need the chamber at all. Pleased with the progress, Isolena descended the small ramp into the central area of the

Project Miracle Ch. 04 - You Reap What You Sow

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Project Miracle Ch. 04 - You Reap What You Sow

There he was! That cute blue thing with all the spines and that approachable smile. The adorable juvenile fox was there, too, exploring some new thing on a tablet. Rouge really liked those two in different but equally affectionate ways. Sonic was so fun and sparred well with her teasing. Tails was cute and innocent. She lowered her eyelids halfway, staring shamelessly at Sonic as he sipped lemonade and munched on a burger. They were waiting. Hadn't been for very long, but it seemed like forever. He and Tails had landed on the roof of the hotel and she'd taken them right to her and Shadow's suite. And so they sat, chatting, and she, of course, flirting. Rouge leaned forward a little, face cupped in her palm, "So, Sonic, how're things with your cute pink girlfriend?" "Amy? We're just friends," he chuckled obliviously, taking another bite. Rouge poked again, "Oh, please, you mean to tell me you have no romantic interest in such a sweet, energetic girl at all?" "I may have at some
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Project Miracle Ch. 13 - Fortress Island

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Project Miracle Ch. 13 - Fortress Island

At some point during their flight from the safety of Seaside Village to the bloody claws of GUN's Fortress Island, did Dylan fully realize just what was happening. His stomach churned subconsciously, fear rising in his thoughts. Everyone knew GUN, had heard of their massive military firepower, despite their stated mission of peace keeping. They succeeded in their public objective offensively at best. Since the organization's inception decades ago, a plethora of hideous secrets had leaked through the media: horrors of experimentation, nonchalance to murdering people, apathy to mercy. And there was no way GUN knew even the depths of its own corruption, so large as it was. The statement, "the left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing," was quite accurate. Partially, GUN had grown into such a behemoth because old things just tended to grow into unhealthy obesity. But, whenever challenged on some ethical ground, GUN claimed their operational size was required, as Eggman

Project Miracle Ch. 12 - Dark Poison

P

Project Miracle Ch. 12 - Dark Poison

Chapter 12: Dark Poison They were yet to be called away, but Tails felt that this was, perhaps, the last night they'd have under the peaceful stars at Seaside Village. He was twiddling a cable around in his fingers, looking about, thinking if he was missing anything. One night of jungle camping didn't require much, but there was something he was trying to remember that they should bring if one of those just-in-case scenarios arose. Somewhere outside Sonic called, "Tails! You ready? Let's go! I wanna roast hot dogs!" "One sec, Sonic!" Tails thought strenuously hard and then—yes! With a snap of his fingers, he loaded a few syringes, coagulant, sewing wax and needles, gauze, a suction device, and rubbing alcohol into a cloth sack, zipped it shut, and slung the strap around his shoulder. Not like they'd ever gotten hurt on these expeditions, but Dylan was there now, and he still had hemophilia to deal with. Tails ran out of his workshop to the three awaiting hedgehogs. All of them had

Project Miracle Ch. 11 - Trusting

P

Project Miracle Ch. 11 - Trusting

This had become too much for him. He couldn't help with Project Miracle anymore. Dylan had escaped and he was secretly delighted of it. Let the boy live however he pleased, without interruption from GUN or anyone else. In his mind, Jameson blessed those who'd taken the boy and the chaos emerald away. "Please, live happily," he sighed up at a sky of velvet black, with just hints of purple day whisking away. For years, he'd loyally worked for GUN, moving from one project to another. Project Miracle had been his latest consuming activity. Richard had impressed him with his sincere spirit. Save lives? That was better than working on bio-weaponry in the supposed name of defensive peace. Allured at the idea, he'd dropped his other interests and even stepped down a rank to join the man and his wife. All had been so well and good for those three years! Such hopes and such encouragement from the director. Then— He leaned on the railing of his third-floor apartment and absently watched the

Project Miracle Ch. 10 - A Day of Calm

P

Project Miracle Ch. 10 - A Day of Calm

The last sample of red and golden blood slid through the tube into the patient’s arm. Machines set near the bed beeped steadily. The person laying there looked far healthier than they had in months, proving the worth of the chaos-infused blood. There was no doubt that their specimen’s blood had succeeded. Project Miracle was a success. “This is the last dose,” Isolena reminded an accompanying nurse. “I’ll inform GUN. Keep me posted on the patient’s recovery. They should continue to recover until all of the leukemia has been destroyed. And, send me the numbers daily about his white blood cell count.” The nurse merely nodded, writing down notes and instructions from the scientist. Like with others, the woman seemed intimidated by Isolena. She didn’t care. Once more visually examining the sleeping man on the bed, she supplied a stiff nod to the nurse and stepped out of the room. Check off that box. Not like the blood wouldn’t have worked right. For the rest of that man’s fortunate

Project Miracle Ch. 09 - At Seaside Village

P

Project Miracle Ch. 09 - At Seaside Village

Just destruction. Destruction of the lab. Destruction of their project. Destruction of her last fragment of promise to her husband, to herself. The screeching, hissing, whipping cords and rent metal were an accurate reflection of how Isolena felt: slipping further down into the madness of her mind. Sparks drifted down before her. Utter useless, worthless, disgusting failure. Her eyes narrowed at the hole that remained of her second lab. She turned away one last time, vowing never to enter such a place again. Steps even, Isolena thought and seethed and pressed her lips tight. She had no office left, either. Years of her other secondary pursuits in various scientific interests were gone. A decade of her life wasted. A husband and son dead. She silently walked through burnt, mangled, destroyed corridor after corridor, white lab coat swooshing softly behind her. No one spoke to her. Few people dared meet her gaze. Her three colleagues stood to the side as she passed. Not even they

Project Miracle Ch. 08 - Into the Heart

P

Project Miracle Ch. 08 - Into the Heart

She sipped her tea and some of it missed her mouth, dribbling down the front of her red dress. That figured. Now she’d have to change it and run it through the wash! Huffing, Amy stood and stepped away from the table, going about to throw the dress off of her and put on that other, less girlish red dress with the stockings. No one had noticed her change of wardrobe when she’d sported it that last time. Why’d she even bother changing her wardrobe? Sure, she’d been a little sick of the same dress, but she’d also wanted acknowledgment that she’d looked different in a positive way. Not even Shadow had— She walked out of her room and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. Shadow. She’d forgotten he was still in her house. Honestly, she never heard when he arrived, if he didn’t give her the grace of knocking, or when he left. But, obviously, he’d come in at some point, and now her dirty red dress was draped atop his head. His arms were crossed, he unmoving. “I’ll just take this,” she

Project Miracle Ch. 07 - Sand and Sunsets

P

Project Miracle Ch. 07 - Sand and Sunsets

That confounded phone again! Isolena was sick of it—sick and tired! She trembled with anger, eyes unblinking at it, until the ringtone stopped. The caller was Eggman. Wouldn't he take a hint? Sure, she'd told him to call back later, but she'd missed that call, and he'd been pestering her ever since. Even if he cut off all his funds now, they didn't need him anymore! The clinical trial was going superbly! As long as it worked fine, they'd have bags of money coming in! Standing at her desk, Isolena tried to calm her breathing. The berated, whipped eyes of that hedgehog! She hated that thing! That he had all her son's memories; that he knew her. It was a mockery! Her heart was pounding. Isolena gulped a glass of water and stood still, eyes closed, until her body started calming down. It didn't matter what the specimen held of her son or who he thought he was. She knew. She had no family. Only this project. No pleading from that little freak would move her. Resolved, she exited the lab

Project Miracle Ch. 06 - Burning

P

Project Miracle Ch. 06 - Burning

He sighed and rubbed his hands over his eyes. After all this—there was no words—just all of this, every minute of work ran against his nature. How'd things become so morbid, so unthinkable? As a scientist, he was supposed to create useful things, discover breakthroughs, enhance life for all! Hadn't that been the purpose of Project Miracle? Now, it had gone awry. The others kept silently to their work and he wondered if they felt the same way he did: that they were all a joke. Every second they labored now was a lie. No amount of people they might be able to save from diseases now could justify the innocent life they'd all but destroyed. In the least, a project meant to save life by devastating one was begging for retribution upon it. Mr. Cray dropped his tablet on the kiosk top and placed a fist to his forehead, eyes squeezed shut. He jerked, from the pitiful sound of a small voice directly to his right. Dreading any interaction, he nevertheless was drawn to the little trembling

Project Miracle Ch. 05 - Heart of Transformation

P

Project Miracle Ch. 05 - Heart of Transformation

To her expectation and satisfaction, the clearance for her new lab request had arrived about thirty minutes ago. Isolena stepped around her desk and confidently walked down the various halls that lead to where she was just about to fulfill her husband's dreams. Her soul had become nothing but this. Nothing would deter her or distract her. She would not be intimidated and harassed the way Eggman had done to her husband. Entering the new lab, she reviewed the progress. This lab wasn't circular shaped like their previous one; it was, literally, a perfect square; and it had no sectioned-off sterile compartment in which to place their growth. But that was no issue. The growth itself and the chamber it yet lay within had been moved already. The entirety of the small stasis chamber lay against the far left wall, hooked up and ice-cold once more. Tomorrow, they would no longer need the chamber at all. Pleased with the progress, Isolena descended the small ramp into the central area of the

Project Miracle Ch. 04 - You Reap What You Sow

P

Project Miracle Ch. 04 - You Reap What You Sow

There he was! That cute blue thing with all the spines and that approachable smile. The adorable juvenile fox was there, too, exploring some new thing on a tablet. Rouge really liked those two in different but equally affectionate ways. Sonic was so fun and sparred well with her teasing. Tails was cute and innocent. She lowered her eyelids halfway, staring shamelessly at Sonic as he sipped lemonade and munched on a burger. They were waiting. Hadn't been for very long, but it seemed like forever. He and Tails had landed on the roof of the hotel and she'd taken them right to her and Shadow's suite. And so they sat, chatting, and she, of course, flirting. Rouge leaned forward a little, face cupped in her palm, "So, Sonic, how're things with your cute pink girlfriend?" "Amy? We're just friends," he chuckled obliviously, taking another bite. Rouge poked again, "Oh, please, you mean to tell me you have no romantic interest in such a sweet, energetic girl at all?" "I may have at some
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