DarkTails
by
William Penn
"Tails! Hurry up, I can't wait all day!" Shouted Sonic, squinting just to barely catch a small glimpse of Miles, or "Tails", as he was called. "Sorry, You know I can't fly that fast!" Tails yelled back. "Especially not when I have to carry Cheese around for Cream!" He held up the Small, bow-tie sporting Chao. "Yeah, Yeah, just hurry up! Amy's E-mail told me that if we just take a right and keep going, we'll reach the springs!" Tails wasn't really sure why Sonic wanted to go swimming, he sank like a cinder block...
They reached theie destination at around noonish, and Sonic set down the sack he'd found on the way there. He wondered what could be in it... "Hey Tails! Do you think I should open this?" Sonic looked around, but could find no one. "Eh, maybe he's in the loo. I guess Cream is still on her way here... Well, I guess I'll have a peek..." Sonic opened the sack, and...
On Angel Island, Knuckles could hear his screams...
"Sonic, whats wro--" Is all Tails could say before he vomited. In the sack... Was Amy. Not the usual happy-go-lucky Amy, but the new, dead, double-puncture-to-the-corrodded-artery Amy. Sonic was passed out on the ground, and Tails was vomiting, when--lucky thing that she is-- Cream comes up and sees the gratuitous gore. She immediately passes out as well, and Tails passes out from vomiting.
Everyone attended the funeral. And by everyone, I mean EVERYONE. Even the villains. Except Shadow. He wasn't there. He's quote/unquote "Too cool for funerals". But, he would have wanted to be there for what happened next. As Tails walked up to the podium in front of the casket for the long, boring, mushy, final goodbye eulogy speech that we all know he was going to give, because, come on, its TAILS, he felt kind of... weird. Like, something was wrong. But, he quickly dismissed it as a gas bubble, like he always does. Halfway through the eulogy, Metal Sonic yelled something. Then he yelled it in English. "THE GIRL LIVES!" Indeed, the closed casket was being punched from the inside, and after each punch it was very clear that Amy was saying the word "Ow." Sonic stood up, looked at the coffin, walked up to it, kicked it, and waited. "Stop it, please." Amy said from inside the coffin. "Why did you morons put me in a box?" "You were Dead. At least, thats what we thought." Replied Tails, opening the casket. Amy sat up, looked at Tails, and said, sweetly as ever: "You were right." She lunged at him, but missed and hit her head. Then, she lunged at Sonic, but, being the hyper little blue thingy he is, Sonic dodged her with a yell of "COFFEE!". Then, before Tails could react, she lunged at him again, and bit him on the arm. Hard. Tails could feel blood oozing down his arm, And he could hear Amy making disturbing, nasty gloopy noises. He tried to wiggle free, but it was no use. Amy had penetrated the bone. Tails knew he wouldn't be able to live much longer at his current rate of blood loss. Then he passed out.
Tails woke up in his bed the next morning. He immediately jumped out of bed, ran downstairs, and found Sonic in their kitchen eating waffles. "Hey Tails! I gots waffles!" He called, tossing a syrup drench peice of waffle into his mouth. Tails was relieved that it had all been a dream. But... There was something... different about Sonic's sugar-n-coffee induced spasms today, although Tails couldn't quite put his finger on it... Then he noticed something else. "Hey, didn't there used to be a mirror on that wall?" Tails said, pointing to a blank space on the kitchen wall. Suddenly Sonic became very stiff, held up a sheet of paper, and started reading "No, Tails. There has neever been a meeror on that wall." Then Sonic put the Paper down and continued to scarf the waffles. "Can I have a waffle?" Inquired Tails, to which Sonic picked up the paper again, and read "No Tails. You may not have any of Sonic's Yummy waffles and/or brain shaped candies."
"Gimme that paper."
"No!"
"Gimme!"
"No! Its mah papers!"
After about an hour of the above, Tails got the paper and started to read it when the doorbell rang, and Sonic grabbed it back. "Go get the door. I gots waffles that need some eatin'!" And so, Tails reluctantly answered the door. It was Knuckles. He was wearing a Lei necklace that smelled really bad. "Is Sonic here?" He asked Tails. "Yes. But he's with his waffles." "Waffles again?" They both said and laughed at the running joke they had started last summer. Knuckles went into the kitchen. Tails, curious at why Knuckles hadn't called first, decided that he would stay and see what the echidna wanted. That is, until Sonic became very serious looking and read from his lovely little paper, "Tails. The big people are talking. Please go upstairs." And so, Tails, feeling increasingly annoyed with the leaflet Sonic fell in love with, went upstairs to his room and played his Game Buddy Pocket Advance Tiny Color until Sonic said, in a fashion that made it obvious he was reading the paper again, "Okey, Tails. The Big people are dune talking know." Tails cursed about Sonics terrible reading skills, then tried to remember where he put his SUPADANCE III game cartridge. Then he remembered--he left it in Sonic's room! So, he went downstairs and opened the door to Sonic's room. Then, as he entered the solid blue room, he started to itch. Not a lot. Then it intensified. Soon, Tails felt like he was on fire from the inside out. Then, he tripped and grabbed the curtains on the window. Pulling them shut as he fell. Within seconds, the burning dissapeared. Tails, suddenly suspicious of something... He opened the window again, and as soon as the bright sunlight hit him, he felt the itching return. Then, as he re-closed the curtains, realizing the most likely possibility, he decided to see something else. He was going to look at his reflection in a mirror. He searched the entire house. Nothing. Not one mirror. So, then, he decided to look and see if he still had his camera. He ran up to his room, and found Sonic about to smash his camera with a hammer. But it didn't matter. Tails' suspicions were confirmed. It hadn't been a dream after all. And they tried to hide it from him. Tails suddenly felt weird. Bad weird. Angry, and at the same time, a sense of... something new. Something he never felt before. Power. Yes, that was the word he was looking for. Power...
To be continued...