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Queen alien watched from afar, as her children were once again, fighting the robots of robotnick. She saw the difference in each of her chikdren, they way they carried themselves and they way they talked, acted handled things and their powers. Sonic was an adventurous young hog,with a heart of gold, a bit impatient at times. He had the power of speed and was able to make even sonic booms with his speed. Then there was sonia, her beautiful gracious daughter, who carried herself light as a feather, trained elegance and a kindness not known in many these days. Her super strength and her spin was impressive. Then...there was manic, her little green son. He apparently had no power, seemingly. He grew up with people who had not many morals, and she was forced to watch as from an innocent baby grew an trained thiev, and at times assassin. She watched the way he fought, he obviously wasn't a stranger to blood or killing if necessary unlike his siblings. Though she only had seen him do so when he waa fighting alone. He put on an innocent and just a petty thief act in front of his siblings. But on the streets he was known as the green demon, the one who would hunt you till you died.
When she first saw him act alone and kill to defend she was shocked that he was not raised by just petty theft. Farrell, the man who raised manic was in a thief guild, sure, but he trained manic to not be shy to spill blood. The way he carried his act and his true self. She learned that his accent was a lie too,made to throw others off. He pretended to be a bit less smart than his siblings, a kid with simply sticky hands. But she knew that he was not just a sticky hand kid, no, he was a trained assassin from little on, a born actor who decided his siblings, so they wouldn't have to be scared of him. Her little green demon...
Manic was walking alone in the streets, in a fit of anger he had sprung off. They were going on and on about how shitty it must have been for manic, growing up as a thief. As if they had any idea about him...
Just as he turned a corner, he was meet by sleet. Dingo must be with Sonia and sonic. He jumped back in surprise, since no one usually dared to cross him when he was alone. they apparently didn't know who he was in the streets. Sleet shot his gun, expecting manic to flee..but ..manic was lone, so he wasn't in fear of making them scared. With a cruel grin his hands grabbed his trusty dagger, Farrell had given him on his first kill. He swiped at the surprised sleet and managed to slice his cheek, that bleed a lot. The blade was sharp and jagged, just the way manic liked it.He ignored the screams of terror and pain as his body went on auto pilot, the crunching of bones and tearing of flesh....the energy surrounding him like an aura..
Manic quickly ran back to his siblings. "Guys what happened?" He asked sonic and so hash o grumbled about dingo whom they escaoed. They asked bout sleet to which manic replied that he also ran. he hugged his siblings. "I'm so glad you guys are okay" he sighed to which they smiled. They walked back to the van, troubles forgotten for now.
Queen alina watched as her three children stepped in the van, her eyes glistening in tears. "My beautiful chikdren....my little green demon..."