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spacedace · 1 month ago

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Dick dropped down from the skylight into the kitchen soundlessly, one hand already gripping one of his escrima rods in preparation for a fight as he worked on getting his barrings.

Babs had said that none of the apartment’s security measures had been tripped and that her system hadn’t detected anyone entering the apartment building that shouldn’t be there, but it was better safe than sorry. The kind of mercenaries that had been hired and the kind of tracking they had already done on Elle meant that they very well could have found a way around the security measures. Hell, if Jason was right about this Marcus Hunter guy - and he most definitely was - then even the additional security Damian had added over the years might not have been enough.

Behind him there was the soft click of a switch and suddenly the kitchen was flooded with light.

Shit, that was bad. He hadn’t heard anyone behind him, hadn’t even registered another person in the immediate area despite the readings in his mask and his finely honed senses. Either he was getting rusty or whoever had flipped on the lights in an attempt to blind him was, if not as good, than at least in the same league as Cass when it came to stealth.

The fact that they were confident enough about not having to worry about Elle that they would try to blind him by turning on the lights rather than for a quieter take-down in the dark also was a bad sign. Either the intruder was confident enough about their plan that Elle calling the cops or trying to run away wouldn’t interfere, or they knew for a fact that she couldn’t. That they had ensured that she was not able to do anything as a dangerous stranger wandered her house and tried to jump the vigilante that had just entered her home.

Thankfully his domino was in top form and ready for things like this, specially designed by Lucius with software finely honed by Babs. As quickly as the switch was flipped, his mask adjusted to account for the sudden change in light levels, keeping him fully aware of the world around him. A chance at surprising the person trying to get the drop on him in return, if he was fast enough to pull it off.

And if it meant saving the young woman his little brother was in love with, that had become another member of the family over the past couple of years?

Dick would be more than fast enough.

He dropped low and spun, flicking the taser function of his escrima on as he did. He still hadn’t heard anyone move, but he knew odds were good that the person behind him would likely be aiming for center mass while he was standing if they had a fire arm and lunging at him before he could realize what happened if they weren’t.

Body flowing like water, Dick turned and moved to slam the sparking business end of his weapon into his opponent coming face to face with -

A bleary and half asleep Elle.

Dick stumbled as he rapidly fought his own momentum, nearly crashing to the floor in his attempt to not hurt the very woman he had shown up to save. He still ended up knocking a familiar battered bag from off the table in his - totally not wild and undignified at all thank you - pinwheeling.

At least he managed to not bump the pretty, hand-painted vase sitting next to Elle’s normal traveling pack. It had been a gift from Ma Kent when Damian, Jon and Elle had all three moved in together and Dick did not want to face the wrath of three if anything happened to it.

Or the wrath of Ma Kent, for that matter.

Elle, for her part, just watched him from where she was swaying blearily in the kitchen doorway, eyes squinting into the bright light that she had flipped on. She seemed unbothered by the vigilante that had appeared in her home and nearly tazedd the shit out of her the second she’d made her presence known.

“Mmp?” She…said? Mumbled, really, sleep blurred and muzzy. “Nigh’wing?” She slurred, lifting a hand to rub tiredly at an aching eye. “Why’re you in my kitchen?”

“Uh…” Dick stared at her, still mentally scrambling to get his feet under him as he tried to wrangle the sudden flip between fighting a dangerous foe to talking with his brother’s exhausted, jet-lagged and very much out of the loop civilian girlfriend in his vigilante persona.

Elle gave a yawn so massive and wide Dick was fairly certain he would need to take her to the ER to get her jaw re-attached afterwards. Instead of screaming in pain at suddenly dislocating a bone, she just leaned against the door jam tiredly as she looked him up and down. “Are you bleedin’ out?”

Dick blinked.

“Um, no.”

“Any broken bones, internal injuries or concussions?”

“No.”

“Villain chasing you about to bust in and destroy half the apartment building?”

“God I hope not.”

“Mmm-kay.”

Elle gave a slow nod, shifting so she was standing fully again - if slightly at a sleepy, drooping angle - as she lazily waved a hand in the general direction of one cabinet.

“Everything but what’s in there and on the bottom shelf of the fridge is free game - that stuff is gonna be gifts for Damian and Jon’s families, so don’t eat ‘em.” Her hand shifted, vaguely motioning down the hall in the direction opposite of where her and the boys’ bedroom was. “Guest room is second on the left, bathroom across from that. If you need anything else…”

She trailed off, head lolling and unruly mess of black curls falling in an even wilder frenzy around her, “Honestly, like, call someone else about it. I just spent the last 84 hours digging people out of a mudslide on the other side of the globe explicitly against my doctor’s orders. I’m going to go have a coma for awhile about it to recover. As a treat.”

As had often been the case over the years, Elle had zagged when he had expected her to zig. It was a hallmark of her as a person, he’d learned from Dami’s stories and his own experience with her. Instead of being freaked by one of Gotham’s vigilantes breaking into her home and nearly taking her head off, she just… rolled with it. Made sure he wasn’t dying and decided at that point that whatever he was doing there was just not her problem to deal with.

Nightwing wasn’t even one of the heroes she’d worked with before as part of her search and rescue work. Elle had never officially met him as his vigilante persona, she’d barely met Damian and Jon as Phoenix and Flamebird. And yet she just didn’t give a single fuck about anything happening currently. Too exhausted to care beyond ensuring no one was about to die, most likely, after just getting back from an SAR mission.

Which made sense. The physical and emotional toll of rescue work was worse than any fight Dick had ever been in, and wore on those who made it their life’s work to that particular kind of emergency service hard. Especially one like Elle who had a widely known reputation for her dogged determination to keep going well past the point other rescuers would hit their limit and have to stop for the sake of their health.

Actually wait, speaking of health, did she just say -

“Doctor’s orders?” He asked, shoving his escrima back in place on his back as he straightened out and stepped forward, hands worriedly reaching for her. “Are you okay?”

He knew that Elle had ended up in the hospital for a bit about six or seven months ago when she’d been visiting family. He wasn’t totally sure of all the details, but he knew there’d been some kind of freak accident that had resulted in Elle needing emergency surgery. Whatever had happened - which, considering she’d been in Amity Park could have been literally anything - she’d ended up with a pretty intense looking scar on her chest above her heart and some intensely worried boyfriends once Damian and Jon had found out what had happened.

Thankfully, with Amity Park’s deep connection with the Infinite Realms and as the seat of King Phantom’s rule, Elle had been in the care of the best healers in the multiverse. She’d been irritable about the whole recovery process he remembered, grumpy at having to be stuck in one place for so long. But considering she’d had to have surgery to remove something pretty sizable from her heart Dick felt four weeks in the hospital and a further six of bed rest and home care was a pretty short recovery time.

Though… maybe she wasn’t as recovered as she’d made everyone think.

Sure, the Yetis could be a bit much in how they fussed over living humans in their care, but there was every chance that Elle really wasn’t as back in action as she’d led people to believe. She was a little too like Dami and Jon that way - like just about everyone Dick knew that way. It wouldn’t matter if she was wheezing through a flail chest or missing a damn limb, if it involved something or someone important to her, she wasn’t going to be stopped. And with Elle, the only thing as important to her as Dami and Jon, was traveling the world to feed her eternal wanderlust and saving people through her search and rescue work. Neither of which was possible if the people that cared about her knew she was still dealing with the effects of her brush with death earlier in the year.

Then again, there was every chance that something else had happened. Between her travels and her SAR work, Elle got into a lot of dicey situations. Not even getting into the fact that she’d put down roots in Gotham and Metropolis - two places known for their high danger rate thanks to regular villain attacks and other crazy bullshit. Had something happened that he hadn’t heard about?

Elle gave another terrifyingly wide yawn.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah.” She waved his concern off blandly, “It’s all gravy my dude. Just had a bit of a thing not too long ago and my doc is a bit on the over-cautious side. If it was up to him I’d be on bed rest ‘til I’m ninety.”

Dick frowned, not totally convinced. Elle either was ignoring him or was just too tired to notice he was still worried. Instead of acknowledging it she just began swaying back in the direction of her bedroom. “Right, now that’s settled, I’m gonna go crash. Mind the cat when you go to leave, he’s gotten obsessed with the pigeons recently and keeps trying to escape to go after them.”

“Wait, no, I need to talk to you.” He said, moving to follow her as she turned away from him and began shuffling down the hall.

She made a vague, incomprehensible noise, not bothering to turn back to face him. “Mmm, later.”

“No, this really can’t wait.” He insisted, reaching out and catching her arm before she shuffled any further away. “You’re in danger.”

He expected that to be the moment that Elle locked in and started seriously listening to him. That she’d shake off the heavy drowsiness she was caught in and snap to attention and focus on what he was saying and why he was there.

As usual though, Elle zigged when he thought she’d zag.

Instead of doing any of the normal things people do when told by a vigilante that their lives were in danger, she just gave a ridiculous, tired whine and shook his hand off. “Yeah, in danger of not getting any more sleep.” She said, petulant and pouting. “I’m fine, let me go back to bed.”

Over his comms he heard Steph huff a soft laugh, “Damn, Little D wasn’t kidding when he said she was a mess after missions. Might have to bring out the big guns and tell her what we found.”

She had a point. Both in that Dami had talked about Elle being practically a mindless zombie after prolonged SAR stints and in needing to up the ante in explaining the situation. He’d hoped to get her to a safe house first so that he knew she was secure before breaking the news that someone wanted her dead, but if she was going to just ignore everything he said in her dogged attempt to crawl back into bed he might just have to lay it out to her now.

“No, I need you to listen to me.” He said firmly, grabbing onto her arm again and tugging her to face him. “A group of elite mercenaries has been hired to kill you. They’ve been tracking your movements for awhile now, they know where you live, they know your schedule, the places you go.” He gave her arm a small squeeze, heart aching a little as he looked down at the worn, exhausted face of the woman that very likely would be his sister-in-law before too much longer. “The others and I can help protect you, but you need to come with me now.”

For a long, quiet moment Elle just stood there and stared at him. Uncanny white-blue eyes taking him in, the seriousness of his expression beneath his domino, the tense line of his shoulders, his firm grip on her arm. Her usually bright and exuberant expression unreadable and still in the dim light of the hallway. Some of the anxiety in his chest unwound a little as the seriousness of the situation seemed to finally settle in to her sleep deprived mind.

And then Elle zagged.

“...Okay… and?”

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Elle groaned as Duke dropped down from the skylight.

“Seriously? You’re pulling Signal in to this? In the middle of the night?” She gave Dick a look that edged on scathing, scrubbing her face tiredly before turning her attention on Duke. “Dude, what are you doing here? You have the day shift, shouldn’t you be sleeping right now?”

She shook her head before either of them could try and get a word in, waving her hands at them irritably. “Wait, scratch that, I should be sleeping right now and you,” She pointed at Signal with an annoyed frown, “Should know how fucking tired I am. You had to drag my ass all the way to the Opps tent enough times after finishing up an SAR mission to know how hard I crash.”

Duke held up his hands in a motion that felt less like a I come in peace and more of a I surrender to Dick’s mind, though he was still smiling a little. “And hello and good morning to you too Ms. Nightingale. Yes it has been a minute since we last saw each other, and it is nice to get to chat when we’re not running around trying to pull people out of rubble or half dead in the crash tent.”

Elle flipped him off, which just made Duke laugh in turn.

Dick might have felt the need to intervene and try and smooth things over, but he could see that - clearly despite herself - Elle was happy to see him. Some of the tension in her frame had eased up, the lines of irritation on her tired face easing up into a fond kind of annoyance.

Yeah, alright, Duke was right that they should have just let him handle the whole thing from the jump - even with having to wait a few minutes. Dick and Elle got along like a house on fire when he was in his civilian ID, but his interactions with Elle as Nightwing - though positive - were limited. Signal on the other hand, she’d worked with fairly regularly and she and Duke had developed a solid, friendly working relationship over the past couple of years.

“Alright, alright. Yes, it’s nice to see you Lighthouse.” Elle rolled her eyes, amused fondness in the motion, “Seriously though dude, I just got back home like, two hours ago. Can’t this wait?”

The dark visor of Duke’s helmet hid it, but the look he was giving Elle was clear enough anyway. “Sorry, think I might have missed that,” he said, not at all sounding apologetic, “Did you just ask if us trying to save you from the crew of incredibly dangerous mercenaries hired to kill you could wait? Was I hearing that right?”

Elle groaned, “Ugh, look I already told him,” she waved a hand vaguely at Dick, not bothering to glance in his direction, “That while I appreciate the concern, that it’s all good. Seriously,” she said, sounding every inch the as exhausted as she looked, “This shit happens, like, all the time, it’s fine. Can I please go back to sleep now? We can catch up later. I got that awesome coffee Julietta makes the last time I visited and Sal gave me some of his husband’s fresh made donuts when I swung by the bodega on my way home. We can have a nice breakfast chat later.”

Dick tensed, rocking forward as he said “This has happened before?” at the same time Duke asked, “You have some more of that coffee?”

“Signal, focus.” Oracle snapped over comm line, and even without seeing her Dick knew she was pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation.

Pulling in Duke to help him get Elle out of there had been a good call, but they’d forgotten that it came at the cost of the two being entirely unserious about dangers to their persons. Dick didn’t know all the details, but he knew enough to say that there was a reason the two teamed up on SAR missions so often - and it wasn’t just how skilled they both were when it came to rescuing people.

“Right, coffee can wait…” Duke said, offering Dick a bare impression of a sheepish grin. As much as he thought he needed to placate Dick’s unimpressed stare. He was annoyed with himself that even knowing how low effort it was, the grin was still working.

“Mmm.” Elle said, muzzy and unamused by the both of them. “You’re right. It can wait, for the morning, after I’ve gotten some sleep.” She made a shooing motion at them with her hands, “Go on then, get. Let me get my beauty rest.”

“I don’t know if we have time for you to sleep that long.” Duke mused, laughing as Elle flipped him off again. “Seriously Whammy, you can’t stay here. It’s not safe.”

“You’re face isn’t safe.”

“You’re face isn’t safe if you don't move your ass.”

Maybe involving Duke was a bad idea after all, Dick thought, giving into the urge to scrub at his face. While he was his civilian identity, Duke and Elle were friendly enough. She got along with him as well as she got along with everyone else in the family. But the two had clearly developed a strong, almost sibling-like relationship out in the field when Duke was on duty as Signal. Useful in imparting the dangers, useless in getting the two to not bicker like overtired siblings while they were in the middle of something.

Dick sighed, “Can we do this later, please?” He met Elle’s eye from behind his mask, “Look, we wouldn’t be here unless we had serious concerns about your safety. I know you’re tired and think it’s not a big deal but it is. Can you please go pack a bag and come with us so we can get you setup somewhere more secure?”

There was a long beat of silence as Elle looked at him. Her exhausted face becoming contemplative as she met his eye and took in his serious expression. He felt hope swell in him that she was finally taking all of this seriously when -

“Nah. Not happening.” She waved him off, unbothered, and turned to start heading down the hall again towards her room. “I’m going back to sleep. Feel free to hang out here if you want to. I already told Sparky here which snacks were off limits, just keep the volume on the TV down if you decide to watch anything.”

Okay. They might just have to kidnap her. Unfortunate, but Dick wasn’t seeing a lot of options left to them.

Duke, thankfully, seemed to have one more trick up his sleeve.

Crossing his arms and leaning a little too casually against the kitchen counter he made a show of looking at his nails - well hidden beneath his gloves - as he called out, “Alright, I guess we’ll tell Supernova you weren’t interested in meeting him after all.”

Elle froze. Truly froze. Foot still hovering in the air mid-step, entire body trapped in comical stillness. Slowly, painfully slowly, her head turned towards where Duke was. Eyes so intensely wide that they hurt Dick to look at a little, her already slightly off-putting white-blue irises almost swallowing the tiny black pinpricks of her pupils.

“Supernova?” She spun, body almost shaking as she scuttled over to where Duke was like a deranged little crab, “He’s in Gotham?”

Duke made a show of shrugging, “Eh, I mean, he was going to be in Gotham. Help make sure the safehouse we were going to have you stay in is secure and all that.” No amount of cover from Duke’s visor could hide the gleam in his eye, the shit eating grin he flashed Elle said it all. “But if you want to stay here, I guess we’ll have to tell him to not bother coming.”

Dick blinked as Elle seemed to start vibrating in place. He wasn’t entirely certain she wouldn’t take off like a god damn rocket with the way her clear excitement at the idea was rattling around inside her, body likely to combust from the energy of it all.

“I guess I’m calling Kon.” Tim mused from over the comms. “Who knew she was such a big Supernova fan?”

“Holy shit, do you think she has a crush on him?” Steph asked, clear delight at the absolute horror and chaos that would rock Jon if that was the case.

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^ random incomplete dpxdc snippet thing from a fic I'm working on where the Batfam & Superfam have to try and keep Damian & Jon's supposed-civilian girlfriend Elle safe while the boys are off planet.

Just a lot of fun pre-identity reveal shinanigans, Elle having absolutely zero self-preservation instincts (even by Fenton standards) and the Bats & Supers trying to deal with the chaos inherint in dealing with ghost shit while not revealing anything before Damian & Jon get the chance to. Also some fun painful angst as things start going off the rails and Infinite Realm conspiracies start popping off involving Ancient of the Speedforce Pariah Dark and Elle's ongoing struggle to controll her Obsession. Most importantly, it involves Duke & Elle getting to be chaotic besties because they deserve to be unhinged gremlins that worry those around them with their shinanigans on the regular haha

Sidenote that is entirely unncessary but I put in the research so I'm going to make it everyone else's problem: When Duke calls Elle "Whammy" above, he's actually calling her "W.A.M.I" which stands for Wide Area Motion Imagery, which is a newer type of technology search and rescue teams use.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dani phantom #danielle phantom #elle phantom #elle fenton #dani fenton #danielle fenton #dick greyson #duke thomas #barbara gordon #tim drake #stephanie brown #damian wayne x jon kent x danielle fenton #super serious chaos #Elle works in Search and Rescue because she'd be amazing at it and it'd let her travel all over the place #she doesn't know that damian & jon are heroes and they don't know about the half thing yet #they're all like a week away from telling each other when the story pops off #Elle just wants a nap. her Core is janky and over using her powers makes her tired so she gets all eepie guys. just let her sleep #its just highly trained mercenaries hired to kill her by a mysterious unknown party it's not like its anything *serious* come on #Dick was 👌 close to just scruffing Elle like a feral kitten and dragging her kicking and screaming to the safe house before Duke came in #He's gone through coming back from an off world mission to find out someone he loved died he's not letting that happen to Damian #this fic is just wild shenanigans and angst thrown in a blender and I apologize for absolutely nothing lol #Duke also has like no self preservation instinct so he gets where Elle is coming from but also #dude we think they have rocket launchers. think of the property damage if they shot them at your apartment building.#He only brought up Kon first because he knew it would be faster lol

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seventeendeer · 2 months ago

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I finished playing Sonic Rush Adventure for myself for the first time today, and in the spirit of appreciating old 00's Sonic games and their crazy lore, I'd like to share a theory about Blaze's confused origins and where her story might have been headed if her and Silver's storyline hadn't been scrapped. come with me on this archeological dig through the bizarre multi-game storytelling of Sonic games of yesteryear ✨✨

Blaze the Cat was first introduced in Sonic Rush in 2005, where she was a princess from a parallel dimension called the Sol Dimension. her kingdom was called the Sol Empire, and she guarded a set of seven magical gems similar to the Chaos Emeralds called the Sol Emeralds.

however, only a year later, Blaze was reintroduced in Sonic '06 as a seemingly normal girl from the distant future, who had spent her life fighting a losing battle against Iblis, the embodiment of the power and wrath of the shattered sun god Solaris, which had devastated the world. this version of Blaze didn't seem to have any memories of the Sonic Rush storyline, aside from a sort of wistful reaction when someone mentions Sonic.

at the end of her storyline in Sonic '06, Blaze absorbs Iblis into her soul, then seals herself and Iblis away "to another dimension" to give the destroyed future a chance at bouncing back. as she does so, her color scheme briefly changes ... to resemble that of her super form from Sonic Rush, Burning Blaze (and it's not just the lighting either, look at how the cuffs on her clothes turn from white to hot pink)

in Rush, Blaze was only able to become Burning Blaze when she was in possession of all seven Sol Emeralds, and infused them with positive emotion. in '06, she does not have the emeralds, but she does have a bonding moment with her bestie, Silver, seconds before transforming.

in '06, the Sol Emeralds are never mentioned, neither is the Sol Dimension, or the Sol Empire, or the fact that Blaze is a princess.

Solaris, aside from being a sun god, is also depicted as existing outside of time and space; when its complete form is fought at the end of the game, it has to be defeated in the past, present and future all at once in order to subdue it. Blaze sealing away Iblis in the future was not enough to prevent it from merging with its other half to become Solaris again at another point in time.

so here's my pet theory: if the games had ever returned to Blaze's story, it would eventually have been revealed that the Sol Emeralds - and potentially the entiretiy of Rush-Blaze's homeworld - are what became of Iblis' power after it and Blaze were sealed away in the other dimension. being a fragment of a god that exists eternally across time, it could have brought an entirely new world and timeline into being when transported to the other dimension. Solaris is already loaded with references to real-world religions, a parallel world+timeline coming into being as a result of a god somehow coming to harm would fit right in (I'm personally thinking of Earth being formed from the corpse of Ymir in Norse mythology, but lots of others exist as well that I'm less familiar with).

this is supported by multiple details across Sonic '06, Sonic Rush, Rush's direct sequel, Sonic Rush Adventure, as well as the Sonic Rivals games also released in 2006 and 2007, including:

- Iblis, in its powered-up form, is depicted as a lava monster, and when we go to visit the Sol Dimension in Rush Adventure, the story primarily takes place on a chain of islands with volcanic activity.

- in Rush, when the Sol Emeralds are stolen from the Sol Dimension and taken to the main story's dimension, the parallel worlds begin to merge, as if the Sol Emeralds are pulling the Sol Dimension with them. the Chaos Emeralds do not cause the same problem when they're in the Sol Dimension in Rush Adventure, suggesting the Sol Emeralds and Sol Dimension have a special link. it is also mentioned that the Sol Dimension is dependent on the Sol Emeralds to remain stable, which is also not the case with the Chaos Emeralds and the main dimension.

- the Sol and Chaos Emeralds are stated to be "like north and south on a magnet" in relation to each other; they are uniquely connected, and they seem to link the parallel dimensions together. in a scrapped line from the script of Sonic '06, Solaris is called "a bridge to other worlds", which could allude to this connection as well. two Chaos Emeralds were also present when Blaze transported Iblis to the other dimension, and all seven Chaos Emeralds were used to defeat Solaris, either of which could have created some kind of bond there.

- in Rush Adventure, an incredibly powerful magical force is locked away deep within a magma-filled cavern underground called the Power of the Stars, which upholds the energy field that separates and stabilized the multiverse. given the name and the visuals of the location, this could be another remnant of Iblis'/Solaris' power. the key to unlocking this power is a magical scepter; notably, Iblis' other half, which it must merge with to become Solaris, was sealed inside a different scepter, creating some thematic overlap.

- in the final story of Sonic '06, every character is brought together for the final battle against a newly reborn Solaris ... with the sole exception of Blaze, who has not been seen since she sealed that one version of Iblis away in the future. this suggests that wherever Blaze went was somehow beyond reach at this point, even when factoring in time travel and dimensions fracturing. so although Solaris is erased from existence in the final story, seemingly across all of time and space, it is possible that that one part of it remained with Blaze, tucked away in the Sol Dimension, which remains untouched by the events of the final story somehow.

- the Blaze we meet in Sonic '06 seems to have nerves of steel, but the Blaze we know from Rush and onward is notably uncomfortable around water and in the cold, which could be because she still has a stowaway lava monster in her soul (with her being a cat and a natural fire elemental herself perhaps being intentionally misleading). more notably, she has a phobia of heights - and if she has any subconscious memories of the old timeline, being high up off the ground would be the last thing she remembered before her old life was taken away from her:

- the version of Blaze we know from the Rush games is said to be descended from a royal family who have run the Sol Empire and protected both the Sol Emeralds and the key to the Power of the Stars for generations. this is a 1-to-1 parallel to the way Solaris once entrusted itself in its passive form as a small flame to the royal family of Soleanna in the main dimension for generations, before it was fragmented and its wrath was provoked. Princess Blaze containing Iblis within her soul is also a direct parallel to Princess Elise of Soleanna doing the same before her. either Iblis "remembered" being cared for by a royal family and willed an entirely new empire into being for Blaze to be the princess of in order to have powerful people around to protect it, or I guess Solaris is just a diehard monarchist even when half-dead

- after '06, Silver is next seen in Sonic Rivals, where he is trying to prevent a different dimension-hopping lava monster from destroying the future, the Ifrit. aside from their names sounding similar, the Ifrit and Iblis look nearly the same. maybe the Ifrit is a part of Iblis that "chipped off" Blaze's soul when she was traveling through the multiverse, which took up residence in its own little pocket dimension?

- the Rush and Rivals games also give us Eggman Nega, a character who is at first said to be a counterpart of sorts to Doctor Eggman from the Sol Dimension, only to later be revealed to actually be his descendant from the future. this could have been foreshadowing Blaze's character ending up on a similar path, albeit unknowingly.

- this is more of a narrative detail/thematic overlap than an in-universe hint, but after their lives were rewritten and their memories of their time together were lost, both Blaze and Silver are portrayed as friendless and maladjusted. Blaze was bullied growing up in the Sol Dimension, and Silver is stated to always have been alone in the new version of the future. both characters bond with other members of the cast and learn to trust again in Rush and Rivals 2, respectively. this may have been laying the groundwork for an emotional reunion between the two later down the line, where they realize that even though they couldn't remember each other, they were never really alone.

I'm willing to bet there are more hints hidden around if you dig for them, and if I think of any more connections, I'll add them in a reblog.

it's well-known at this point that a spinoff game starring Silver was planned to release sometime after '06, the Rush games and the Rivals games, but critical backlash and financial problems after '06 bombed caused Sega to change direction for the franchise, and Silver's game never manifested. I'm willing to bet Silver's game would have addressed the questions around Blaze's character. apparently, according to interviews, an answer to the mystery does exist internally at Sega ... maybe now that there is renewed interesting in spotlighting the franchise's supporting cast again in the new 20's, it'll come up again sometime. Shadow Generations was a huge success, and it picked up story threads left hanging from that same era of games, so you never know !!!

#deerchatter #blaze the cat #i don't really expect silver to get his own game anytime soon. he unfortunately lacks shadow's star power. his swag. etc #BUT im a little hopeful he might get his own storyline if they start doing split narratives again !!!#or maybe blaze will. while silver's reception has been a bit up and down blaze has always been super popular #anyway i find this entire crazy storyline FASCINATING i can't beleive there are 5 whole games tackling different facets of it #with NO explanation in sight. they were really holding their breaths for that epic silver spinoff that never came ...#as much as i gush about 00's sonic games i do think it's nice that newer stuff is just a tiiiny bit less esoteric #it's ok to let a story end sometimes u don't have to spread plotlines out over six games. please #man. im still laughing at iblis maybe manifesting a whole new royal family bloodline just bc it likes princesses that much. DISNEY ADULT ��

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