From Shattered to Mende

Chapter 11

Sonic, now standing at the iconic Green Hill, gazed into the distance where the sprawling metropolis of New Yoke loomed on the horizon.

"New Yoke is next," Sonic murmured, his voice carrying a sense of determination laced with the uncertainty of his newfound power.

Phantom, ever present by Sonic's side, stepped forward with a confident smirk. "Ready to leave your mark on the city, Lord Sonic?"

Sonic's eyes reflected a mix of conflict and curiosity. "Phantom, I need you to do something for me," he said, his tone holding an edge of authority.

Phantom raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you need, Lord Sonic?"

"I want you to find Rebel and Knucks," Sonic commanded, his gaze intense. "Bring them to me."

Phantom's smirk widened, understanding the weight of Sonic's request. "Consider it done. They'll be at your disposal."

As Phantom vanished into the shadows to fulfill Sonic's directive, the vibrant hues of the Prism's energy intensified around Sonic.

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As Phantom stealthily maneuvered through the shadows in search of Rebel and Knucks, a sudden impact sent him sprawling to the ground. Shadows enveloped him, and he quickly regained his composure, only to find himself face-to-face with Ravens.

Ravens, with a piercing gaze, confronted Phantom. "Why manipulate Sonic, Phantom?" he demanded, his voice carrying a mix of anger and concern.

Phantom, though momentarily caught off guard, quickly regained his cocky demeanor. "Why do you care, Ravens? It's for the greater good."

Ravens narrowed his crimson eyes, a sense of urgency in his expression. "The Prism's influence is corrupting Sonic, and you're aiding in his descent into chaos. This is not for the greater good; it's a path of destruction."

Phantom scoffed, crossing his arms defiantly. "Sonic is embracing his true power. The world will bow to him."

Ravens, however, remained resolute. "You're blinded by your ambitions. Sonic is not a puppet for power. You're jeopardizing everything we stand for."

As the tension escalated between the two brothers, Phantom couldn't ignore the underlying conflict within himself. Ravens, driven by a sense of duty and familial concern, challenged.

"Ravens, you've always been the righteous one," Phantom retorted, a hint of bitterness in his voice. "But sometimes sacrifices are necessary for a greater cause."

Ravens shook his head, unwilling to accept Phantom's justification. "Manipulating Sonic won't lead to a greater cause. It will only bring destruction and suffering. Is that what you want?"

Phantom's lips curled into a malevolent smile, and a chilling laughter echoed through the shadowy corridor. "Oh yes, brother. It is what I've always wanted," he declared, his voice tinged with a sinister satisfaction.

Ravens, unmoved by Phantom's apparent amusement, regarded him with a mixture of concern and disappointment. "Sonic doesn't deserve to be a pawn in your pursuit of power. There's more at stake than your ambitions."

Phantom's laughter persisted, a mocking edge to his tone. "You've always been too sentimental, Ravens. Power shapes the world, and Sonic is the key to unlocking its true potential."

Ravens, his resolve unwavering, took a step forward. "You're blinded by your own desires, Phantom. There's a darkness within you that you can't escape."

Phantom, unfazed, circled Ravens with an air of arrogance. "Darkness, light, it's all a matter of perspective. Sonic will usher in a new era, and I will be at the forefront."