Beginning Prophecies
Chapter Zero: Dreams of Foxes
A month after the small war between Dr. Robotnik and Andross was over. Both had agreed to stop fighting and had signed the contract for a treaty. Though both growled a lot to each other during the signing, no one pulled any tricks. Three days later, Michelle began to explain to her father the great news. But as she told him that she was getting ready to get married, especially to the guy that she had fought for almost a year, he had showed signs of retreat. Michelle began to get worried and then decided to stop by his house for a visit. She didn't know how far things were going to go when she got ready to give him a little surprise…
At Davis' house…
As Michelle was talking with her father, she became really worried. "Father, I'm glad I am getting married. I just hope you're going to support me." she said. The old tan fox sighed, he never approved of spies, or even her work. "Okay Michelle, I will support you, I just hope you know what your doing." he said. Michelle laughed, "Of course I know what I'm doing dad. I am eighteen anyway, I'm not a little child." she said trying to sound sophisticated. "I know, I know. Well, it is a good thing you're settling down. I mean instead of being a spy against Andross." he said. "But dad, you know that it was something that I had to do. I had no choice." she said softly, remembering her situation from the past. The quick rush caught her again as she began to think about her survival out of the base when she was captured from her home and forced to be a spy for Dr. Robotnik. She was lucky not to have been roboticized, but she quickly tried to forget about it.
Then the door opened up and someone came into the group. The proud orange fox walked towards the vixen and smirked; it was her fiancé. "Oh, hey Kyle." she said surprised. "Hey baby." he said and kissed her. The tan fox eyed him suspiciously as he watched the orange fox's hands around his daughter. "Dad, this is Kyle; my fiancé." Michelle informed and hugged the orange fox closer to her, the tan fox just balled up his fists and continued to stare down the fox. "Easy old timer, relax." Kyle said while raising one hand in front of him. "I really don't want you to be around my daughter." he said bluntly. But unexpectedly Kyle put his arm off from around Michelle and walked towards Davis. Then he went towards the tan fox and looked him dead into his eyes. "What makes you think I'm such a bad person?" he asked seriously.
The tan fox simply pointed at the orange fox, "Because it was because of your father that her mother is now dead!" he yelled. The outburst caught both of them off guard. Michelle became speechless; all of the years she had believed that it was just a natural occurrence. "But dad… You've always told me that she died from the heart disease that she had." she whispered. The tan fox shook his head and then put down his head. "Your mother never had a disease. She was as healthy as she could be. Why do you think I never took you to the funeral? I didn't want you to see the body, I only let you go to her grave. She was assassinated while trying to drive to the daycare to see if you could be accepted there. She didn't want you waiting at the school after hours and just sitting there before she came to pick you up." he stated.
Then he pointed back at the orange fox. "And his father shot the bullet to take out my wife, all over spy work. Just because she knew some information about who he worked for." he finished. "Listen, I wouldn't do that to her. Some things go before my job, unlike my father, I abide by this rule, that's why I quit the job and turned in my gun. I don't work for Andross anymore." Kyle said. Michelle hugged him tightly as Kyle hugged her back. "Kyle, you would do anything for me, for us, wouldn't you? You know they're going to be tracking you?" she asked. Kyle nodded and looked away, "I know." he responded lowly. The tan fox realized that Kyle was serious and smiled. He patted the fox on the back and then started to walk away, "Have a nice wedding Michelle." he stated and left the room.
A week later, in a church…
The day was here and they finally were getting married. Kyle stood on near the preacher and looked down the aisle. He saw Michelle come down the aisle with Davis by her side escorting her down towards him. "Make me proud Michelle." he said and then allowed her to get up beside Kyle. "Do you, Michelle Nixon, take Kyle to be your lawful wedded husband?" the preacher asked. Michelle beamed with delight as she looked into Kyle's eyes. "Yes, I do." she responded. "And do you, Kyle Prower, take Michelle to be your lawful wedded wife?" he asked. The rest of the wedding went on and five minutes later two people brought them their rings. After the two finished putting it onto their partner's finger, then they waited for that magical line. "Kyle, you may kiss the bride." the preacher finished. Kyle removed Michelle's veil and then kissed her passionately. Everyone cheered in the church and watched as Kyle lifted Michelle up softly from her feet and into his arms. He carried her to the limo that was waiting outside and they both went inside of the limo. "Kyle, with us together, I don't care if we end up rich or poor, as long as we have each other." Michelle remarked. Kyle just held her closer and then kissed her cheek. "I feel the same way." he replied.
A month later…
At Chocola Beach, Kyle and Michelle's honeymoon seems to be going very well. Kyle looked at Michelle with his dark sunglasses on and then smirked. "Hey babe, what's new on the coast?" he asked. Michelle smirked seductively at him and then tackled the orange fox on the white sand. "Nothing, just trying to arrest this sexy fox right now." she answered with a seductive tone. Kyle quickly turned the tables as he tickled her exposed stomach with his tail and watch her collapse with laughter on his chest. He quickly took advantage and then pinned her to the white sand. "Well, the tables are turned, what are you going to do now?" he asked softly. She moaned and then kissed him, which took Kyle by surprise. "Come to my room and find out." she said softly and then quickly ran towards her suite. Kyle quickly followed her into the room and then closed the door behind him.
A year later…
She held a little grey kitsune in her hands. "Ohhh, finally I get to have a baby." Michelle said. Kyle looked at the baby. 'First I was a husband, now I'm a father.' he thought. He looked at his son's deep royal blue eyes. But the thing that got to him was the color of his fur. "Why is my son's fur grey doctor?" Kyle asked. "Well, it could be two things. Your wife has been cheating on you… or it's just a simple DNA change up. Don't worry about it. Trust me, it happens all the time." the doctor said. Kyle looked a little uneasy, considering the fact that he was orange, and Michelle was orange. But he just shrugged his shoulders and then brushed it off. "Lex was a very successful name where I came from. Of course, they always did seem to be too strong-willed if you know what I mean?" Kyle said. Michelle started to giggle, "Yeah guess where he's going to get his stubbornness from then? Lex will suite him well. I love it." Michelle said.
Another year later…
"This is ridiculous." Michelle said jokingly. "Well, if you wouldn't turn me on all the time, this wouldn't happen." Kyle said. They were both in the operating room. "How about we both name this one." Kyle said, and then he looked at the baby funny. "He sure does look weird with violet eyes." he said. "That's because he's a girl." the doctor said. "Oh, then that's what we'll name her." Michelle said. "What is that?" Kyle asked her. "Violet." she said.
And another year later…
"Don't worry ma'am, you'll be just fine." the doctor said. Kyle was waiting in the waiting room, when the doctor said he could come in. "Sir, there is a problem with your baby." the doctor said. Kyle thought about it and was about to see how Michelle was. Seeing this, the doctor quickly said something. "But it's a good problem, you see, your baby has two tails instead of one." he said and sighed relief. Kyle walked into the operating room. "Are you ok?" he asked. Michelle sighed, "I guess." Then she got excited, "I want to name him this time. How about Miles?" she asked. Kyle gave her an uneasy smile. "Are you sure you want to name him Miles?" he asked. Then he saw her eyes squint angrily at him. Then Kyle tried to explain himself very quickly. "I mean there are many other names. Why Miles?" he asked. Then Michelle got even angrier, "Because I like it." she said, and then she eased up. "I'm sorry Kyle, I'm just edgy." Michelle replied.
Four years later…
"Are you going to leave again? You know what they…" she began to say, but Kyle cut her off. "Listen, they won't control our lives. I won't stop this meeting because of a fake premonition that a group of females had. What are the chances that he's going to find me? Besides, I need this job, and I need to support this family. You know I would do anything for you Michelle." he said softly. Michelle sighed and nodded, but Kyle raised her face to look into her eyes. "Yes, you know as well as I do that being unemployed has its downfalls, but I have to meet the contact in Mobius. They say he is the fastest thing alive on that planet." Kyle commented. "Oh… I see." Michelle said, lowering her eyes to the floor.
Kyle laughed and patted her on the back, "Don't worry I'll be back soon. I know that you will take care of the family while I'm gone." Kyle remarked and then headed for the door with a few suitcases. Then, out of something Kyle had felt, he turned around towards Michelle with tired looking eyes. "I love you Michelle, and please tell the kids that I'm out at work, that I didn't abandon them. I got the wrong impression of my father when I was young, I don't want that to happen with my family." he requested. Michelle looked at him with searching eyes. "Of course, I know what you mean. I'll tell them as soon as they get up for school in the morning. At least now they will know that their father didn't run out on them." she said. "Oh and one other thing, just in case…" he began, but almost couldn't say it. It wasn't a normal day thing you would announce your own death wish. "Just in case… he does find me, you will know, my heirloom pendant and ring will both be sent to you. And they will both have large engraved X's on them. That's his mark." he bluntly stated while looking down at the floor. "Alright, I'll be back before you know it." Kyle said and kissed Michelle. "I love you Kyle, be safe." she called after him. Kyle turned back and then gave her a cocky smile, "I'm a Prower, ain't I?" he asked and then left out of the door.
Four months later…
As Michelle was getting the mail from the mailbox, she noticed a small package that was sent to her. It didn't say the person who had delivered it, but it did say that it was for her. She went inside of the kitchen and then put down the mail. She began to get a bad feeling about the package, like she didn't want to open it. She knew many possibilities on what it could have been. But she shook her head and then reminded herself that both of them had quit the spy business so they wouldn't have to worry anymore. She lifted the package in front of her and examined it. She set it down and then went into her room to get a bomb tester, just to be sure. She took the small device and turned it on. The readings were normal, and they displayed nothing out of the ordinary. So it wasn't an assassination attempt. But she still worried about the other possibility. She sighed heavily and put down the bomb tester. She slowly opened the seal from the package and then noticed a plastic zip bag. But as she pulled the rest of it out, she gasped. There in the bag were two metal objects. The two that she wished she would have never seen without a certain person wearing it. A bloody pendant and ring were in the bag. She took it out slowly and then looked at the huge X across the stone of the ring and the metal of the pendant. She looked further into the package and found a letter in the bag.
As she cried, she began to read the letter. 'Dear Michelle, the final duty has been complete, I have taken down the last Prower successor in the family line and therefore there can be no more threat to any living being. Kyle's combat abilities were tough to deal with, but I eventually got the job done. Here in this bag are some of the traditional heirloom pieces of the Prower family. As I have mentioned, with Kyle gone, he is no threat to living society. You should not worry about your loss, only your future. My fifty hours are up for my glorious power. Of course, in another hundred years, I will be back to check to see, just in case, if there are any other Prowers left. You can not stop me, and you know you shouldn't even try. Until we meet, Michelle. Sincerely, Prower Hunter.' Michelle grew nauseous from the information. She couldn't believe that her husband was now dead, that he was looked upon as if he was a disease; he had been talked about like he was nothing but a menace to society. So many feelings consumed her mind; anger, sadness, and sickness. But then something hit her; that wasn't the last of it. She remembered the second part of the prophecy and then ran towards Miles room. 'Please no, please no, of all things…' she thought.
Sure enough she saw a cloaked figure over Miles' sleeping body. "NO!" Michelle screamed as she took out her pistol from her holster and then aimed it at the cloaked figure. But the figure had already thrown something at Michelle and by instinct, she dropped the pistol and dodged out of the way. But by the time she recovered, the cloaked figure had taken out a knife from a sheath near its leg and charged at the vixen. She blocked the attack with her own knife and then pushed the figure back. She pounced on top of the figure and then began to punch him continuously in the face. But the figure threw her off of him and then pinned her to the ground. He punched her in the stomach and then threw her across the room. She quickly looked at the pistol on the floor and then leaped to grab it. Seeing that he was not going to get to it at all, the figure had already ran to Michelle so he could have a chance to attack. As the vixen picked up the gun and aimed it at the figure, he had already gotten close enough to stab her in her stomach. She shot the pistol at the time and the bullet caught the figure's chest, blood splattered everywhere as both wounds began to pump out more blood. The figure quickly slapped the vixen across the face and then she hit the wall on the other side of the room. By now, she knew that Miles would have woken up. Noticing this, the figure smirked and then he took out a vile. "It puts him out like an elephant with enough dosage. He couldn't wake up even if he heard the world blowing up." he said and began to laugh maniacally.
Michelle still had her pistol, but the figure was too quick as he hit her again and pinned her to the ground. His first priority was to get the gun away from her. He took it from her and then aimed it at her forehead. She smirked; she already knew what the deal was. The figure smirked as well, but as he pulled the trigger, there was only the sound of a clicking noise. Michelle gave one triumphant huff as she looked at the gun. There had been only one bullet in there. She was trained that if she missed the shot, she should automatically go to physical combat. Just in case the enemy tried to steal the weapon away from her hands. And this case was the case, but he didn't know that. He hit her again with the butt of the pistol and then grabbed Miles. "Hah, looks like he's mine now. A fine specimen he is, and I'll make sure that he makes a good sale on the market." the figure said and then ran out of the room and then out of the house. Michelle quickly hit a button on a transmitter that was in her pocket and then just laid there. She was bleeding heavily and she didn't think she could stand up. She just laid there thinking about what she had lost in only half of an hour. Now she needed a story, to think of for the children. How could she explain something like this? That she knew that both her husband was going to be killed and that their brother was going to be taken away, all on the same day? She couldn't, it wouldn't make sense. She cried to herself, she felt as if she had been punished for something, something she didn't do.
Suddenly paramedics opened the front door and then looked around the house. "Ma'am! Mrs. Prower, where are you?" one of the medics asked. She tried to speak, but couldn't; she had lost her voice for the moment. A paramedic reached Miles' room and saw the bloody and fading vixen lying on the floor. "We need to get her to a hospital now." one of them stated. Michelle wasn't worried about herself, it was her children she was worried about. "Wait, my children…" she began, but they cut her off. "Ma'am, you have to hold on, the quicker you let us do our job, the faster you can come back home. It should only take about twenty minutes." the other medic said. The orange vixen nodded and then let them carry her to their ambulance. So many questions were swarming in her head, about the premonition, about her loss, about the cloaked figure, about what she was going to tell her children, about a lot of things. But she knew she should take it a step at a time.
Thirty minutes later…
Michelle entered her house and then heavily sighed. She was tired beyond reasoning. She checked first on her children, who were both still sound asleep. After all of that, they didn't hear a thing. It was almost like they had been drugged too, but she knew that it was only Miles that they were going to be after. She sat onto the couch and cried herself to sleep many times that night, only to find no rest and no comfort in it at all. She got up from the couch and then looked into the mirror. The wrapped bandages around her waist and chest reminded her that she did try to do something about it, though she felt that she didn't accomplish anything at all. She decided to go to bed, and then get some real sleep. Otherwise she would go insane with questions and fake answers. She took a shower, wrapped her wound back up in fresh bandages, and then lied in her bed. The night seemed restless, like it didn't want her to sleep. But she knew she had to, if she wanted to take on the full day tomorrow ready and prepared. She closed her tired eyes and one last tear for the night escaped from her eyes. She fell into a dreamless sleep that went on for a couple of hours.
She woke up the next morning with a tired expression on her face. As she turned on the TV for the news, she saw a transport ship that had crashed onto the ground with several officers around the wreckage. She looked closer at it and then quickly began to turn it up. "As the illegal transport ship was shot down through a battle with another illegal transport ship last night, we confirm that fifty-nine bodies were found. All had been raised or abducted from their homes so they could be sold onto the market to bidders who would want them. Unfortunately, we have not found that one body that completes the batch. Sixty passengers are always the limit on a transport ship, and we know that smugglers don't ever waste any space. Mobius officers are checking the debris now for that one body." the announcer said. 'Mobius…' Michelle thought. As she looked closer at the wreckage, she noticed an officer taking away a cloaked figure in handcuffs. It was the same cloaked figure from the night before; the one that she had shot in the chest. "I'm telling you there were fifty-nine, even if there were sixty, why the hell would I tell you where the other one is?" he growled, but the officer hit him with a club and he was brought down to his knees. The camera cut to the reporter and then onto another topic.
Michelle turned the TV off and began to think. "Kyle went to Mobius…" she thought. She hated to lie, and it was even worse that it was to her children. But she thought it was for the best if they didn't know the truth, at least not just yet. So she had already decided on what she needed to say and how she needed to say it. But she took a long breather, she knew she needed it to all sink in, her one true love was now gone. The prophecy had come true, Kyle had been killed and Miles had disappeared in a devastating crash. All that they had been through, the battles, the danger, the love, and now it had vanished, not to mention her son, Miles. She began to walk to her room and closed the door. She knew she would have to break the news to her children soon, and she didn't know how they would take it. She lied on her bed, curled herself into a ball, and wrapped her tail around her. "Kyle, I should have never let you go." she whispered and started to cry.
A month later…
After the funeral had taken place, Michelle was heartbroken. Lex looked at the empty coffin as it was being lowered into the ground, "Why…" he began. Michelle looked at her son and then saw the anger within his eyes. "Why must WE suffer? We didn't do anything wrong. I said my prayers before I went to bed every night, and now my father's body is missing because he took down a transport ship and had to sacrifice himself to do it? And my brother is now missing because he was stolen from us. What kind of faith is that?" he angrily asked. Michelle kneeled down and then hugged her son, "It's not that simple Lex. Some things… Some things are better unexplained; no one knows when they're going to die. And no one knows their future, but people do know what they can try to do for their future. Your father was a great fox; he saved many furries during his missions. He sacrificed his life to save others, and that's what he wanted to do. To protect those who couldn't protect themselves. And he wanted nothing more than for his family to prosper. I know it's hard, but we have to stand strong and bear with our losses." Michelle cried while hugging him tighter to her. Lex began to cry too, because it hurt him to see his mother in so much pain. He never wanted his mother to cry, but he couldn't help it, some things he couldn't prevent from happening. Violet was just staring at the empty coffin hearing both her mother and brother cry. "Father…" she whispered and a tear fell down her cheek. She knew that her dad had done the right thing by saving those people, but then, she felt as if she wanted to be selfish. As if he shouldn't have done it, so he could have stayed with his family.
But bad things became worse as three females in tribal clothing walked up to the crying vixen. Michelle immediately recognized them and then growled. "What do you want?!" she halfway screamed. She thought it was because of them that her husband was now dead. She thought that it was because of them that her three children were now left without a father. Michelle noticed that all of the furries had stopped moving and were still. The three females had stopped time itself around them. The sand colored vixen decided to speak to her first. "Listen, when we told Kyle about the warning, HE was the one who shook it off like it was a joke, we told both of you what was going to happen. And now he paid for his mistake." she stated. Michelle quickly got up and tried to punch the vixen, but she had already raised one hand and stopped her by a force. "You speak of him as if he was a common criminal!" she yelled. The cobalt hedgehog looked at Michelle next, "We didn't mean for any of this to happen, he just didn't catch the warning, and we are sorry for your loss." she stated. "How long?" Michelle asked. The cobalt hedgehog looked at her with a quizzical look, "How long for what?" she asked. "How long does it take for Miles to come back? You said he does come back, so how long?" she whispered heatedly. The three looked at each other and then sighed, "We can't tell you that." the sand colored vixen answered quickly. "Bullshit! Tell me now!" she yelled, but then a fist hit her in the stomach and she began to cough up blood. "You will not arouse the people. We can not to tell you because then it will mess up any further prophecy of the others. Like we said before, we're sorry for your loss." the sand colored vixen said. Michelle looked at the third female and noticed her turn away.
The third female seemed to be new; Michelle could tell. The orange echidna looked at the orange vixen softly as the sand colored vixen stared coolly at her. "Michelle, we have another warning for you. It's about your son Lex. Unless you do something, horrible things will happen." she started. As she continued, Michelle just shook her head. When the echidna finally finished, Michelle put her face into both of her hands and started sobbing. "No, not my son. He wouldn't do that…" she sobbed. "You would be surprised what people would do in certain circumstances." the sand colored vixen stated. 'This family really doesn't deserve this. I don't see why they have to endure these things, only because of the Destined One…' the orange echidna thought. The sand colored vixen motioned for the other two to follow her and they quickly disappeared. The furries around her began to move again and she noticed that they didn't see anything that had just happened. Michelle looked at her son and then noticed that he was still looking at the grave. But she also noticed his fists were balled tightly and his anger began to show again. 'No Lex… why him?' Michelle thought.
To Be Continued