Hey Sonic fans, this is my first story that I have made a few years ago by me. If you like, give me a review if you can. Please enjoy.

I do not own Sonic, SEGA is the rightful owner.


The night is cold, dark and I wish I had some food. My stomach aches for food, but I don't want to go away from my nest in the tree. I look out into the clouds, dropping the falling snow. They move closer, looking so dissatisfied. A light flashes in between the cloud, fallowed by a big boom that makes me jump. I feel so cold, but my head is boiling from heat. I sneeze, followed by a few painful coughs. I need to get out of here! But how? How did I even get here? The sudden question quickly finds its answer.

I lived in a village really close to the city. As much as home it was to me, nobody liked me.

I look behind me, my two tails swaying uncontrollably, this is the vary reson. I am the only Mobain with a two tailed birth affect. Many people of my village think I am a freak of natrue with a contagious disease, others think I'm a punching bag.

So I ask God, "Why God? Why? Why do I have two tails? Eveybody hates me for it. So. . . Why?"

I try not to cry, but I can't stop remembering what happened, and it's not just for the people that would beat me up, but the facted that I had lost my parents that day. I don't know who did this to me, but it's the same crime by the same person committed with technology. And after it all, everyone seemed forgetful of me, leaving me with questions.

"Why am I here?"

"Where am I?"

"Where are me parents?"

"What will I do without them?"

"Will someone help me?"

"Will I die here?"

"Will someone find me?"

"Kill me?"

"Save me?"

"Take me?"

"Mommy, Daddy where are you?"

I can't help but to cry. The madness that happend that day was the day I lost my parents. I don't know how they would be able to survive, but I pray they did.

I look out into the city. I still need food.


Walking in the city seemed like a new world, the buildings are huge, the street lights are the only lights that are lit and werid looking people are looking at me. There is nothing here, every store seems to be closed. I place my hand on my stomach, it seems to be getting harder and harder to walk. I'm desperate, I need food.

I walk up to the nearest person, looking to my left I see a women dressed in a pink dress, and as kind as I can I ask "Excuse me mam, could I please have some food?"

The women screamed, making me jump.

She stares at me angerly, as if I did something horrible.

She Puts a hand on her cheast, "Don't you know it's rude to sneak on people like that?!"

I back away a few steps, hiding my two tails, "I'm. . . Sorry. . . I-

"You need to learn so manners young man!"

I feel tears in my eyes, "I-

I look up at her, her drak eyes stare down at me and she gaspes, "What are you?!" She saw them.

I run away from her as far possible. I find an alley. I sit down, and let the tears fall from my faces.

"No cares for me!" I sob, "No one!"

I feel as if God hates me, but I don't know what I've done wrong or do to deserve this hate. I feel as if the world would be a better place without me. I should just kill myself, but it's not like I can just find a gun, point it at my head and fire. The thought of suicide hurts me. Maybe I die soon here, maybe.

I plead to God "Please God, Please kill me now."

In the mist of my saddness a voice rang out from behind.

"So!" it says, "Where are you from little man!"

I trun to the voice, there standing agains the wall two tall Mobains. They walk closer to me with angry faces. I get up slowly and move back. Suddenly there's one behind me.

He laughs, "Look this kid has two tails!"

"Well an't that special!" He kneels down for me to see his face "What's your name kid?" he asks in a evil like tone.

"Miles." I shyly say.

They all stare at me with their angry looks torwards me. What might they do to me? I try to keep calm, but the fear of what they may do with me is too frightening for me to keep calm, but I must stand my ground.

"Well Miles, let us show you how we make friends."

All of a sudden I'm lifted by the two beside me. The one in front of me gets up backs away a few steps and with all his power he runs towards me, Slaming his lag into my stomach. at the same time the two beside me let go of me, sending me flying. I hit the ground the snow biting skin. I get up and run out of the city and to the tree, but in a short run I collapse, the pain so intense, my eyes blinded by tears and the three men still fallow me. I let them surround me.

"Please!" I plead, "Stop!"

"Oh no but we just started." one says.

"Come on freak let play."

I'm kick in the head, rolling backward into someone eles. He picks me up and slams me down, an on going cycle of hurt and hate.

I'm pick up again, but a voice comes in between eachother. "Come on dude that enought!"

"I'll say when it's enought!"

"Come on man your going to kill the freak!"

"And what if I do?!"

"You'll thorw our asses in jail!"

"No we won't!"

"last one."

"Alright."

I prepare myself for the blow, but it is interrupted. A scream rings out and I'm dopped. The sounds of knifes stabing into people. I sit up the world around me is even darker. The snow is now blood red, and on the ground lay three daed men. I gasp at their faces, and a ghostly goan rings out in front of me. A drak shadow emerges from the falling snow. It's a robot, but doll like with red eyes and a red gem like light attached by a steel cord to his head. I can't get up my lags feel frozen. The robot getting closer and closer and me left like a sitting duck. I accept this, this will be my death. I prepare myself, the robot screams and lunges forward, a stab was made but it wasn't me. I open my eyes. Standing tall and strong with a blade stabed into the doll like robot is a an other Mobain man, a hedgehog. He pulls the blade out of its chest. He cuts the wire off the robots head and slams it agents a tree shatering it in to a million peace.

He truns to me, and with every second of pain I will be given, I hope he will kill me then keep me alive to suffer.


I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading. If you like send me a reveiw, if you wish to hear more! Do tell, do tell!

I do not own any of Sonic, SEGA is rightful owner.