Sunderance

verb (used with object)

to separate; part; divide; or sever.

There was a blur that suddenly crossed my peripherals screaming for my immediate attention, I hit the brakes, hard, feeling the car halt to a stop nearly ripping me from the grasp of my seat belt. Shocked, I stood still in the middle of the local intersection. "What was that? I question myself" I look to the left in the general direction that I saw the speeding projectile just in time to see a car plunge itself into another, creating a domino effect as others followed suit. I watched in horror as the havoc was unfolding right in front of my very eyes. After staring for a noticeably long period of time, I slowly eased my now noticeably aching foot off the brake pedal and turned to pull up to the side of the now totaled car. I unbuckle the seatbelt and open the car door. There was an odor of gasoline and oil filling the air sending me in high alert. "There's a chance of a fire" I calculated. I swiftly came up to the crash site and tried to pull open the door with the aid of some passersby. We pulled and pulled but it was almost as if the door was welded shut. With some more effort and time, we felt the door creek, It was budging! Suddenly the door swings open and we stumble back at the sudden lack of resistance. It was clear that the young doe had a hard time facing reality. The moment we pulled her out of the car she nearly fell over, dizzy. Her head looked like it hurt; good thing there was people around to help her. I, on the other hand, wanted to keep my distance. The smell of fuel leaking from her car didn't help the situation much. I had to cover my nose in order to breathe properly. I gave myself some time to fully assess her condition and that's when I saw it. One of her arms were bent at an awkward position. It was not a pretty site. She seemed to have taken notice of her mangled appendage as she gave a healthy shout. The pain must have been too much for her to bear.

I regained my composure after her rattling scream and got out my phone and dialed 911. "Hello, operator? We have a nasty car crash here and we have a young doe here hurt. There's gas all over the place and this place can blow"

"Ok sir please relax what's your location and name please and we'll send help over right away."

My name is Nicholas Wilde and I'm at the intersection between Prince and Wolf street.

"Ok, we're sending help over right away."

"Alright then good,"

I press the end call button on my phone and begin to walk away from all the commotion. I go back to my car and notice a key component is missing. My keys I yell in my head giving myself a panicked police pat-down. I exit the vehicle and there they are, dangling in the hand of a curiously odd older fellow. He was wrinkled and calloused, almost as if his face was having a war over what emotion to show. However, if there was one emotion that was apparent it was the smile that you could almost mistake for one of the hundreds of wrinkles strewn about his face.

"You? In a car like that? Preposterous!" he shouted

"What?" I ask in confusion. "Can you just give me back my keys old man I got to get going"

"You mean these stolen keys?"

"Stolen?! Listen here you old fool, those keys and this car are far from stolen. Give me the keys or I'm calling the cops!"

"Bah, a Fox like yourself could never really afford something this tasteful, if anything it was crook money!" He stated with a joyless laugh.

I was at my wit's end, just because I'm a fox does not mean I'm crooked. I simply move forward in one quick motion and snatch the keys out of his hand. To my shock he falls back, yelling at the top of his lungs. "Help! This dirty stinking fox attacked me!" The crowd that was once huddled around the wreck now focus their attention on me. I quickly rush and jump into my car and drive off looking in the rearview mirror as I see some mammals picking up the old man and trying to snap a few pictures of my car as they got smaller and smaller.

Am I really alive? Is this real? Am I back with a new story and neglecting Tails? Yes. Will this story follow the same thing as tails and burn out? Hopefully not! Sorry for disappearing for basically a year now but I hope this story right here will make up for it. Also if anyone wants to help in any way with this story you can contact me and we'll work things out :). (This will be a randomly uploaded story as I'm horrible with timekeeping and such. But the more people that help the faster I can crank out these chapters. But anyway see you next time!