Prologue
It had finally happened. Our worst fears were realized, and there was nothing we could do but run. Never in our lives did we ever think a thing such as this would have happened. Dr. Robotnik, also known as Eggman, had obtained all of the chaos emeralds. Using their power, he took over our home world of Mobias, and found the location of the master emerald on Angel Island. We did our best to defend it and our world, but his army was massive. Not even Sonic was strong enough to stop them all.
One by one, Eggman destroyed us, somehow banishing my friends into other dimensions with the emeralds. Sonic was the first to go. Once he fell, so did the rest of the world, and Angel Island was the only fortress left standing. But it didn't take long for Eggman to overrun it. Knuckles did what he could to protect the master emerald, calling upon the ancient guardians to help him.
In a blinding flash, Knuckles used the ancient's powers to transport the entire island to another location in the universe. Before he did so, he told me to leave. He told me to go away from this planet and find another home. There was nothing that could be done here. He warned that with this power, everything would be destroyed, including Eggman and his army. Including himself.
I did as he asked, looking up at him. I did not want to retreat, but I had no other choice. I would have only gotten myself killed. I headed to a cave which lead to an underground station I had built. Inside was my ship. It was something I had been working on in my past time just as a hobby. I never would have imagined I would be using it as a means of escape. The top of the pseudo-cave opened up. The ship arched up on the platform, and in a few seconds, I was off. I flew through space more than ten thousand miles away, the huge planet still visible behind me. Soon, there was a flash. I was blinded for a moment before the ship began to shake violently. Sensors wailed in my ears as I regained my sight. I steadied the ship, getting it stable until the tremors stopped. I looked behind me again towards where my home once was.
It was gone. Just gone.
I traveled aimlessly for a day and a half, not knowing what to do. Everything was gone in my life. My friends, my family, everything. I searched for a world to land on. To try to settle and make sense of things. I came upon one that looked around the same size of Mobias, but it seemed to be darker. The surface, even from this distance, looked heavily populated. Lights were everywhere. There was one large area that was desolate and barren looking. Perhaps it was terrain that was not good for expanding. It wasn't long before I was in communications range, and I was hailed. I answered, what I hoped, was a greeting, and was met with a strong voice.
"Unidentified ship. This is Zerkon Faction Star Control. Please state your business in Ackron air-space. Identify yourself. Failure to do so will result in immediate destruction." The voice announced, putting a little bit of a dark emphasis on the last part.
I returned with my response. "My name is Miles "Tails" Prower. This is a private vessel. No name and no identification tag. I escaped the destruction of my home world and have been seeking shelter. I come with no weapons and no intent of harm." There was a pause. It suggested that they were still scanning his ship with their ground sensors to confirm his statement. "I…I am alone."