Heavy Chaos Part 1: Early Signs Sally stared at Rotor. "Again?" Asked Sally. "Again." Rotor answered. Sally rubbed her head. She took a pencil of the desk and bit into it. It broke in pieces and she threw it into a pile of broken pencils. "Hey! Those pencils cost money!" Said Rotor. Sally broke out into a cry. Covering her face in her hands. "Hey easy Sally. I was just joking." Sally bit her lower lip. "Hey! Don't do that! Have another pencil. It's 2B soft." Sally grabbed it and started to gnaw on it. Sally wiped off her tears and got up. "Pull yourself together." She thought. Sally walked towards the door. She paused near the door then smacked herself. "Pull yourself together!" She thought. "Easy there, Sally." Said Rotor. Sally ignored him and walked swiftly through the door. Outside the day was bright. No clouds and hot temperature. "Hey, Sally! Lunch!" Sally turned and saw Sonic passing out food to the Freedom Fighters. "Hi Sonic. What's for lunch?" "My favorite! It's..." "Chili-dogs." Interrupted Sally. "How'd you guess?" Sonic asked sarcastically. "Being with a stupid smart ass hedgehog for all my life." She answered. She bit down on the pencil and it snapped in two. "What's with Sally?" Asked Sonic. "She doesn't want to be leader in these important missions." Rotor replied. "So? She's to fragile to deciding." "Were not dead now are we?" "No." Said Sonic. "So she is a good leader. She's just sensitive." Rotor said. He walked away. "I'll go comfort her." He said calmly. "Fine." Sonic turned. The air seamed thick as he walked. He looked up to the sky. The clouds were starting to come together. A black cloud made the air dark and foggy. "C'mon, Sonic! It's Chilly!" Tails yelled to Sonic. Sonic didn't move. He didn't like the way the weather was. He put out his hand. Little droplets of rain fell. Then soft wind pressed against his face. Suddenly a part of the black cloud started to spiral a bit. First slow then fast. It didn't take Sonic a lot of time to figure out what was going on. "Twister!" Sonic yelled. He ran inside but was swept of his feet as the dark swirling cloud was forming into a tornado. He pulled on the grass to try and make his way to shelter. The grass broke. He flew up in the air spiraling. Everything around him wnt black. He flew out of the twister and landed on the ground. The twister died out. The Freedom Fighters came out of the shelter. Rotor felt for pulse. "He's dead." He said coldly.