Love burns…
Hate kills…
Pain keeps alive…
… Must… Recollect… My thoughts.
… Must… Wright… Urgh!
He's power… Is great… I managed to escape it… But for how long?
I've got to keep going until I can… This is still my story!
You have not won yet!
DO YOU HEAR ME, NAUGUS!!! I'M STILL HERE!
ON WITH THE STORY!
SILVER AND BLAZE
1.
2 years ago.
They were still clearly visible in his eyes… The destruction… The deaths…
The Flames.
Of the night in which the City of Water became the City of Fire… Hell on Earth… Of the night in which his world was reduced to ashes by the Flames' fury… Of that night, he saw everything.
People screaming… People dyeing… Males, females, children alike… Burnt into their demise…
Was that their punishment?
Was that their fate? To die by the hands of a deceiving God? To feel it's wrath?
A God… No… Not a God…
A demon! A Devil's spawn!
He knew it. He knew the responsible for this… For all of this.
The Demon of Flames. The Blaze of Destruction. The Monster Cat…
The Bakeneko!
The one he once loved… The one he once had a link with…
And now… The one that took everything from him…
No… As a matter of fact, there was still one thing he hold…
Revenge!
Revenge for his people. Revenge for his comrades. Most of all… Revenge for himself.
And so he made a promise… He swore to avenge the victims of the Flames, he swore to redeem himself from his mistakes, he swore to kill the demon that caused all this destruction… He cried his vote, yelled it to the smoking winds of his city's ashes… He will destroy the Bakeneko… He will destroy Her!
"Mark my words…One day… I will kill you… Blaze the Cat!"
Present time.
They say that the Flame is the symbol of Life, that all Creation comes from it. This world was modeled by fire, sapient beings evolved thanks to the discovery of fire, entire civilities were born from it…
Everything came from the Flames… And Everything will return to them… And burn… Until nothing remains.
There are legends… Old believes… About a creature who's very birth would bring sorrow and despair upon the livings, a cursed being who's very life has been encased with flaming fury… And who's only purpose is to burn everything in existence…
Ancient tribes used to call this creature… The Bakeneko.
It has been said that when a Bakeneko will unleash it's wrath… The world will come to an end… And return to the Flames it was born from.
"Fascinating…" Commented a squirrel woman while closing her book of ancient legends and myths.
This Mobian girl used to be an important and influential person in her country's politics… That until she voluntarily chose to walk out from her status and live the simple housewife life... With her son.
Sally Acorn sighed.
Even if she considered herself to be Tails's mother, she knew, deep down, that she would have never been able to substitute his true parents… His real mother. She knew all too well and it bothered her, it made her think to be worthless… To not be enough for the kid… The boy… The young warrior.
Her would be son… The one who saved her life a little more than 4 years ago.
Suddenly, her thoughts diverted to other important matters… Sally's head turned itself toward the large calendar in her kitchen, specifically to the day signed in red…
"Only two weeks before his birthday…" The chipmunk muttered under her breath.
She understood the utter importance of that recurrence for the kit… Since it was going to be his first ever birthday… Without the people who caused his birth…
Sally was even more depressed now… A series of questions crossed her mind like a train.
Will I be able to cheer Tails up? Will I be able to make him laugh and have fun? Will he ever call me mother?
The last question, as the squirrel realized, was out of place but it was what troubled her the most. Even after been officially adopted by the former princess, Tails would not call her mum… Not after that day, at least… The day in which she had to consol the hurt kid, more than a month ago.
She sighed again.
Finally, she decided to put this egotistical thoughts away and concentrate to what she believed was the main problem…
How to make his birthday party unforgettable?
Her internal questioning was abruptly interrupted by a knocking sound from the wood door of her modest self made hut.
"I wonder who would that be?" She asked the overused line to herself.
The answer came when she opened the door… And saw him.
"Sally…"
"OH MY CHAOS, TAILS!!!"
And the wounded and bleeding body of the Kitsune collapsed in her arms.
She could feel the pain… That was a good sign, otherwise it would have been a problem… If the cuts wouldn't sting, if their painful presence wouldn't have reached her brain… Than her soul would have fell victim to the sheer numbness of grief… And for that, there are not simple cures.
It's been a few days since her, let's say, "attempted escape"… Through self bloody murder.
Her name was Blaze, she was a lavender furred female cat dressed in a deep purple vest, a shadow of her former royal glory that, for some reason, she couldn't throw away from her life…
A casual observer would say that she was a masochist… Or even worse, an emo… But the sad truth was that she was a mass murderer… That caused the demise of her own people… And all of because of her powers… The unwanted powers she was born with… The blazing powers that consumed her soul along with the people who stayed anywhere near her.
She was a monster… She considered herself a monster. She feared her own emotions because she knew that the Flames would feed up from them and take control of her body.
Rage and Distress, Love and Hate were forbidden for her… That until, she met her savior.
Her friend, no, her own sister. The only one who has ever understood her. The one who healed her wounded soul…
A young, plant like girl named Cosmo.
They were so similar. Both were prisoners of their own gifts / curses. Both suffered losses. Both experienced solitude and angst.
It was thanks to her unique ability that Blaze was finally able to overcome the burning flames inside her being and successfully control them… And than, she had to die.
Why? Why her of all people? Why did she had to sacrifice herself to save us all? It wasn't fair! It wasn't damn fair!
Life was unfair. The cat recognized that. She had to… as depressing as it could seem.
And so, there she was… In her bedroom, inside the Freedom Fighters' local HQ, with her wrists stitched and bandaged… And NOT alone.
She was staring at her un-required watcher from the softness of her bed… A cat like stare.
Creepy!
Her guest didn't flinch a bit from the menacing glare and smirked.
"You can stare at me all you want… It won't do a FUCKING difference!" You guess it right, it's Knuckles.
After her extreme gesture, she wasn't allowed to do anything (including sleeping and even going into the lady's room) without someone looking for her… All of her pleads and promises of not to do it again, turned out to be pointless.
She was a prisoner… And she felt rather discomforted with it.
"You know that I hate you, right?" She coldly said.
"I'll survive that." The red smirking echidna replied.
She muttered something incoherently within herself before rolling her eyes and changing the topic.
"So… Sonic is a robot, uh?"
Knuckles's expression frowned. He knew by now, the truth about that blue hedgehog, after his talk with Sir Charles, a few hours earlier…
"That hedgehog…" He replied, still unconvinced, not to mention, utterly shocked!
"He's been robotizied by Eggman no more than two years ago… I know it for sure since I was already working undercover at the time…" Charles confirmed.
"And you didn't tell us… In all these years!?"
"He… He escaped from the doctor's control… I thought he was dead… I… I…"
"BULLSHIT!!! TELL THE FRIGGIN' TRUTH, FOR ONCE!!!"
The mechanical hedgehog took an imaginary deep breath.
"I was afraid, ok? I-I thought he had became like all the others… A mindless slave… And I was afraid that… If I'd ever heard of him again, I would have deluded myself into think the he could have been saved and…"
"Well… He's not like that."
And now Chuck looked genuinely surprised… For a robotic face, of course.
"What do you mean?"
"He's like you, Chuck… He has a mind and will of his own… I saw it… When we met."
"WHEN YOU WHAAAAAT!!!?" A metallic voice that yell is not amusing to hear.
And the echidna spitted out the entire story… How the F.F. met with Sonic and how he contributed to rescue that rabbit kid…
The bewilderment in uncle Chuck's reaction was compared only to his over reactive joy.
Again, a screaming robotic voice… Quite annoying.
"Alright, I get it, you're happy and all… NOW, SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"
Knuckles was a person with many defects… No, scratch that. He had WAY much defects… But there's one thing he wasn't… A racist. He didn't give a damn about a guy's skin color or, in this case, consistence… Sure, the hedgehog may had been a robot (and therefore, he lied to them) but he wasn't a bad guy… He was an obnoxious, retarded, fucked up, would be lady-killer, douchebag… But not a bad guy, not at all.
As a matter of fact, the red echidna had some kind of respect toward the dude, of course he would never admit it even under deadly circumstances, but he was a valuable fighter with a sense of priority… Metal skinned or not, he could become a great Freedom Fighter.
There were a few problems, though:
1) How will the others, especially Tails, react?
2) How will the hedgehog react when the others will know the truth?
3) Who was that mysterious Sniper guy? Was he working for Eggman?
4) Where the fuck did Tails and Sonic go!?
All of these questions, particularly the latter, where bothering him greatly.
Blaze was still glancing him, with curiosity this time.
I wonder what is he thinking? Does he think at all? Ehe! What a weirdo!
And that, she realized something really important. It didn't matter if she was a flaming monster of death… If she was different and all… They, the Freedom Fighters, the people she grew accustomed with, would always accept her… And that's because, basically, they were all weirdoes… They were all unique!
Espio was a sociopath… But also a valuable and reliable fighter.
Amy Rose was a deranged lunatic… But she was also the sweetest gal around.
Knuckles was a short tempered, hyper cursing, violent brute… And also a great leader.
And Tails was the ONLY flying two-tailed fox in the world! Not to mention a tremendous geek when it comes to airplanes and mechanical stuff…
All of them, just like her, had their own tragedies… Their own losses… Their own grieves. More importantly, they were all there for her… Because they cared.
The feline gave one more look at her damaged wrists, understanding the great foolishness and egotism behind her coward gesture…
She felt sick with herself.
Tails has been able to got through all of his misfortunes and he was just 8… What did she do, instead? She tried to kill herself… She tried to take the easy way! What was worst, she made her friends… Her only family… Scared to death!
She was now looking at her red companion with watery eyes.
"Knuckles?" She spoke.
"Mmmh?"
"I'm sorry… I should have been stronger."
The echidna sighed.
"Yes… You definetelly should have… But what's done it's done. Just thank Chaos to be alive and move on… OR PREPARE TO DINE IN HELL!!!"
She laughed a loud laugh. It's been a while since the last she did it. It was refreshing.
Knuckles smirked a little too…
All of a sudden, both their wrist com. started beeping… And an familiar holographic image appeared from them.
Once again, the emergency call system has been activated…
Bad sign.
Somewhere… At the extreme edges of the county.
A lonely figure was standing tall on a giant rock… Staring the vast horizons in front of him.
He could see the beautiful sight of the sea and the famous Emerald Beach… He could see the silhouette of a big, gate surrounded metropolis not so distant from there… And he could see the vast, immense ancient forest behind it…. Yep! It was a very tall rock the one he was on to.
This being was clearly a Mobian… A rather young hedgehog, for the sake of clarity, but a very particular one… He had 5 strange, long quills that stood vertically on his head and 2 more thick on the back of it. Other 2 quills were behind his shoulders… He wore boots and weird gloves with a unique mark on it.
His yellow eyes were glowing with rage, hate and eagerness…
"After two long years… I've finally found you… Bakeneko!"
And the silver furred hedgehog who's name was the same of his own color… Begun his mission.
Vengeance will be his!