Incest
Disclaimer: OK, let's get this out of the way right off the bat and be done with it. (sigh) I don't own Sonic, Tails, or any related characters. I do, however, own and take great pride in my OC that appears frequently in this story, Mystique. Also, I do own any references to my Lethal Mutation series which are included throughout this story as well.
Now that that's out of the way, I can give this story a proper introduction. As mentioned above, this story takes place in my Lethal Mutation universe and begins a couple years after the conclusion to Season 3 of Sonic X. This will be a story filled with emotions and character interplay, so any fans of my more actiony stories may be slightly dissapointed at times. Also, this story is the debute of my first real OC character and will hinge quite a bit around her. But, rest assured, this is a Tails' centered story through and through, and my OC will not be the main focus of the overall fanfic! (although some could probably argue the point as this story develops further) Please read, review, and, like always, enjoy!
Chapter 1: A Chance Encounter
"Central City," he muttered to himself as he walked the busy streets of the bustling Mobian metropolis. "Now I know why I don't like coming here very often," the fox continued talking to himself as he stole a glance at the sky above, which was all but entirely eclipsed by the towering buildings all around him, "It just reminds me too much of Station Square and Chuck."
Tails hastened his footsteps and kept his eyes on the pavement ahead of him as he lightly jostled through the thick crowd near an intersection. Plus, there's just too many people here! Tails added to his list of reasons to dislike the urban environment as he made sure to keep both of his tails held tightly against his back to avoid them getting trampled on. He had only come here today because he was in need of a rare part for one of his newest inventions, a part so unique that the fox was forced to special order it from the only company in Mobius that would handle such a request. This company, unfortunately, refused to ship the finished part to his home way out in the Mystic Ruins, so Tails had been forced to come to the company's headquarters here in Central City to claim the needed piece. Upon remembering what he had come here for, Tails idly reached down with one hand into his left tail and felt around to make sure that the expensive device he had already retrieved hadn't been lifted from him by some random pick-pocket. Feeling the small, metal globe's cold touch on his gloved hand almost immediately comforted the fox that the rare part was indeed still in his possession just as the light changed on the intersection ahead of him and the crowd he was surrounded in surged forward to cross the street.
Unable to move in any direction but forward because of the sea of other Mobians around him, Tails simply moved with the crowd as he tried to look around for a sign or landmark that he could use to find which way he needed to go to get back to the parked X-Tornado at the airport on the outskirts of Central City. Man, I hate being so stinkin' short! Tails griped to himself as he was unable to see anything over the shoulders of the fully grown Mobians surrounding him. It's been what, two years since I helped Sonic save the whole universe from the Metarex? And yet, in that whole time, I've probably only grown about a couple more inches! At this rate I'll be lucky to ever get just 5 feet tall, and I've already started puberty almost a year ago, too! Giving up entirely on possibly catching a glimpse of some kind of marker through the crowd, Tails quickly shifted to plan B. Quickly rotating his two tails to full speed, the yellow kitsune instantly shot himself into the air above the bustling crowd.
"Hey! Watch it, buddy!" the person who had been walking right behind Tails yelled up at the airborne fox.
"Sorry!" Tails reflexively apologized right back before flying away down a less populated street further ahead. He kept making his way towards the east end of town where he knew the airport and the X-Tornado would be waiting. After traveling by air for a few blocks, Tails comfortably settled down to the sidewalk again in a street that only had a few scattered pedestrians walking around the residential inner-city neighborhood. Now this is much more like it! If I can just stay in this residential district all the way to the airport…
Suddenly, however, a scream of help that clearly came from a woman made its way to the yellow fox's sensitive ears. Tails stopped in mid-gait as the noise repeated itself from an alleyway directly ahead, this time slightly louder as well. Instinctively, Tails rushed to the entrance of the small alley between two apartment complexes and peered cautiously around the corner with his curious blue eyes.
What he saw wasn't quite what he had expected. A female fox that appeared to be around his own age was clearly being accosted by a brutish-looking male hound. The woman's canine assailant was easily twice the size of both Tails and the unfortunate damsel and was clad fully in black leather, except for his studded belt which was undone and thus allowed the dog's unzipped fly to be fully open to the eavesdropping Tails. The female fox, however, wore not a single stitch on her almost orange furred body. Tails kept watching in surprise as he saw the hound reach out with his black fingerless gloves and start grabbing the helpless vixen on the patch of mis-colored fur that covered her chest area much like Tails' own, except hers was more of a pale cream or peach color instead of pure white. This action served to greatly frighten and irritate the female fox who let out another loud scream before biting her sharp teeth into the arm attached to one of the hands now forcefully grabbing her breasts. Unfortunately, this act of defiance only earned her a moment's reprieve as the stunned hound quickly pulled his arm back in pain and instinctively applied pressure to it with his other hand.
"So, that's the way you want to play it, eh, you stupid b****?!" the enraged dog howled out as his good hand quickly came forward and slapped the female fox across the face with enough force to throw the unfortunate lady to the grimy pavement of the alleyway. The vixen made no comment at the hound's brutal physical and verbal assault as she instead burst into tears as she lay quivering on the cold ground.
Tails had seen enough. He didn't care that this canine bully was easily twice his size; that dog had just done the single most horrible thing he had ever witnessed to this woman, and Tails was going to give that bad dog a good beating. "Why don't you try picking on someone your own size?!" Tails shouted down the alley without thinking as he slowly approached the male hound who seemed to be in the act of crouching down to position himself over the adolescent lady's shaking body.
Quickly standing back up to full height and spinning around, the dark, leather-clad canine took a fast look at his uninvited guest. "Like who, you, squirt?!" the dog shouted as he growled menacingly and showed off his mouth filled with fangs.
Tails' realized deep down that he had really made a mistake this time. His foe was stronger, meaner, tougher, and bigger than he was by a large margin, but the fox's pride and sense of justice still drove him to act defiant. "Leave her alone, or else!" Tails shouted back undaunted.
"Haaa ha ha ha ha! Look kid, I like your spunk, so I'll give you five seconds to get out of here before I start tearing you apart limb for limb!" the likely gang member hound threatened while a smirk crossed his slightly elongated face.
Tails didn't move an inch either towards or away from the sneering hound as he glared furiously at the waiting dog. He knew that he was in way over his head here, but Sonic was probably on the other end of the world right now and, even with his impressive speed, Tails doubted that the blue hedgehog would make it in time for the fight that would start any second now.
"OK, kid, I warned ya! All you had to do was just leave me and the missus alone to enjoy our little playtime, but now you've just made yourself a casualty!" Almost instantly, the angry dog rushed forward with a brutal jab straight at the fox's white-crested chest.
Tails saw the attack, and, although the blow was incredibly fast by most street fighting standards, he managed to easily twist his body completely out of the way of the incoming fist. Having thrown too much of his weight into the initial blow in hopes of earning a quick KO to the smaller fox, the hound stumbled forward past Tails for a moment as the nimble fox saw the opportunity for a quick counter attack on the unbalanced brute. Almost instinctively, Tails completed his dodge-spin into a full 360 degree rolling kick that connected hard against the canine's rear end and sent the leather clad opponent sprawling forward to the hard asphalt below.
"Oooff! Not bad, squirt!" the dog commented as he slowly stood up again to face down the yellow kit who stood with fists cocked at either side of his body and a look of determination on his face. "You've got a little quickness in you, don't ya? Well, let's just see you dodge this!" the hound yelled as he again rushed forward at the waiting fox.
Tails found that his assailant's attacks were now a lot harder to read and dodge in time as the dog came at him again with an expert flurry of punches and grabs, any one of which could seriously injure or completely subdue the more fragile fox. Luckily, training with Sonic and on his own all these years had turned what Tails lacked in endurance into unparalleled agility as the kitsune miraculously managed to stay one second ahead of his foe and avoided every incoming blow with what seemed to be supreme ease to any observer who happened to be watching the fight. A lightning quick double-handed grab then forced Tails into the air as he hovered safely just above arm's reach of the aggravated canine.
"Oh great! Just what I needed! A little freak that isn't just fast, but he can fly!" the dog bellowed as his little game of pummel the helpless runt hit a snag. "Come on down here again, squirt, and let me pound you!"
Tails felt his whole body getting hotter as the dog yelled at him from below. Anger was a feeling that Tails was all too familiar with now. Gone was the absolute purity of character that his friends all still felt the young fox possessed. The Metarex had taken that from him almost two years ago today, and now this sneering bully was going to see the true side of Miles Prower that was left over from that horrible day in Sector Triple Zero. "I'm not a kid, I'm not a squirt, and I am most certainly not a FREAK!!" Tails screamed at the unspeakably rude hound as he dove straight down at the waiting dog in a split second attack.
The black leather-clad dog was caught completely off guard by the ferocity of the flying fox's words and didn't even comprehend the impossibly fast dive bomb drop kick until Tails' sneakers we both impacting his face with a force so strong that the hound's naturally long nose was shattered instantly by the merciless blow. Thrown to the ground yet again by the sheer weight of Tails full-body coup-de-grace maneuver, the huge, tough canine started wailing from the sheer pain of its mutilated face as both of his hands tried to cover the bloody mass that was once a perfectly good nose. Stumbling to his feet without the benefit of his hands to help him, the canine threw pride to the wind and dashed out of the alleyway using the same entrance that Tails had come in through earlier, probably to seek immediate medical attention for the unbearable pain coming from his smashed nostrils.
"That's right! Go run off and chew on your shirt like a good little dog!" Tails vehemently yelled out the open alleyway after the retreating canine. Tails still felt enraged even after that final blow which took down the oppressive brute rather handily. Hands clenched tightly into fists, he just stood there staring out of the narrow alley, his whole body shaking almost violently at the rush of anger mixed with adrenaline which now held complete dominion over the usually pacifist fox. A soft whimper from the ground behind him, however, snapped Tails back to normal in an instant as he turned quickly to see the female fox still quivering in a protective ball on the dirty floor of the alley. Slowly and carefully walking up to the crying figure, Tails did his best to comfort the stranger that he had just saved. "It's OK. He's gone for good, now," Tails did his best to reassure her that the coast was finally clear.
"No, he'll be back. They always come back, especially if they already paid," the shaking female muttered as she noticeably calmed down a little, but still refused to avert her eyes from the ground to look at her savior.
"Paid? You mean you let him do that to you just for money?!" Tails caught himself raising his voice by accident in his shock.
"No, that one just got out of hand. Thanks for rescuing me, though," the vixen who was light orange with a cream-furred chest and muzzle responded as she slowly uncurled to stand up. She slowly rose to her full height as Tails offered a hand to help her up. The female fox ignored the proffered hand, however, and proceeded to stand up by herself, almost seeming to inch away from Tails' outstretched hand the entire time.
Realizing that the woman obviously didn't want any physical contact of any sort, Tails quickly lowered his hand back to his side and decided to ask her a simple question instead. "So, uhhh…, what's your name, Miss?"
"My name's Mys…" the strange woman started to answer as she finally got up the nerve to turn around and face her mysterious benefactor. Upon catching sight of Tails, however, her words instantly caught in her throat and her face changed to that of pure shock. For a whole ten seconds, she didn't make another sound at all as she seemed to gape at the sight of the yellow and white kitsune in front of her. "M… Mys… Mystique," she finally managed to stutter the answer as she continued to stare at Tails.
"Mystique, huh? That's a kinda strange name, don't cha think?" Tails tried to ignore the open-eyed stare he was getting from the strange vixen.
"W…well, m…my friends call me Mysty for short," the female fox obviously named Mystique stuttered out slowly as she remained transfixed on Tails.
"Ummm… OK. Where are your friends, Mysty?" Tails kept up the questioning despite her wide-eyed stare giving him the heebie-jeebies. He got no response from her at all this time, though, as she kept on looking right at him, or rather, something that was right behind him. Finally, Tails couldn't take it anymore and politely demanded an answer from her for the cause of her staring. "Ya know, it isn't really polite to just stare at people. What's the matter?"
"Oh! I'm so sorry, it's just… well…, I just noticed that you have… two tails," the vixen finally answered as she consciously forced her eyes to look away from Tails and at a random oily splotch on the alley floor.
"Oh, that…" Tails dejectedly spoke as he noticed her discomfort at his presence. "You know, having two tails isn't really a bad thing. I'm actually happy that my parents gave me these! Well, sort of, I guess," Tails' mildly optimistic tone again reverted back to one that betrayed a deep inner sorrow related to the topic at hand.
"No, it's not like that!" Mystique suddenly called out as she realized her mistake. "I… I actually like two tails. Yours are better than mine, at least."
Tails couldn't tell if she was being sincere or not and looked at her carefully again to try and read her body language in the awkward silence that followed. It was then that he first took notice of the female fox's own long tail. How he could have missed it up until now struck Tails as highly unbelievable. Her tail was around the same length as both of his, but it was almost twice, if not more so, as wide and bushy than his own two furry appendages. This giant tail was left to drag the ground at almost all times it would seem by the smudges of dirt and grime left on its poorly groomed hairs. "Umm… well, I suppose that there still has to be some uses for a huge tail like that," Tails tried to be optimistic and reassure the female fox.
"Not really," came Mystique's short reply. "Look, I'd better go before that guy brings his friends and…"
"Don't worry, I'll just call the police to come and give you an escort home!" Tails cut her off as he reached for the button to activate a mini-transceiver in his high-tech wristwatch that he always wore when he was away from home nowadays.
"No! Please!" Mystique scared Tails by forcefully refusing the assistance. Seeing the look of confusion on the shocked fox's face, she quickly explained further, "Sorry, b…but I really don't want the police involved in this…"
"It's OK," Tails instantly acquiesced. "How about I just walk you home instead?"
"Well… I… I really… I mean," the vixen finally stopped her chopped words with a quick sigh and continued, "I… well, I actually don't have a house."
"Really? Then where do you sleep at nights?" Tails innocently inquired as he heard the sad truth of her homelessness. For a response however, Tails only got an eyeful of fresh tears from Mystique as he realized that he had somehow hit upon a bad topic and decided to drop it. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that it…"
"No, it's OK," the vixen cut him off abruptly as she tried to wipe away the tears that had been reforming in her eyes.
Tails still got the feeling that things really weren't all that 'OK' for her, but he didn't want to risk making her cry again by continuing the conversation. He was just about to say goodbye and continue on his way to the airport when something in the good natured side of himself forced him to stop and try one last offer. "Ummm… Mysty? Uhhh… I live all the way out in the Mystic Ruins at my workshop, you know, and, well, it's a big house, but I'm the only one in it. So, there's plenty of room if you wanted stay somewhere for a while."
"No, I couldn't possibly…" Mystique's voice trailed off even in the middle of her instinctive denial. How many times had she been offered to sleep in someone else's home for less amiable reasons before and said yes? Besides, this fox might know the answers to some of her lifelong questions; his twin tails assured her of that much. Quickly she realized that this was an opportunity far too great to pass up, but she still felt strangely uneasy about the decision. "Well, maybe I could, but what about food and rent? I don't really have any money, so…"
"Don't worry about it!" Tails said as he gave a reassuring thumbs up, a move he had learned from Sonic a long time ago. "I have plenty of stuff for us to eat, and I don't really need any money from you, anyways!"
"Well, I suppose…" Mystique finally gave in as she wondered if this was either the best decision she'd ever made in her life or the worst one. This two-tailed fox had taken down that huge dog earlier, which meant that if he wanted his way with her later, she would be helpless to resist. Still, every bone in her body told her that this fox wasn't that kind of guy, an instinct that she quickly reminded herself had gotten her into a lot of trouble before, too.
"Great! Come on, my plane's this way," Tails happily led her out of the alleyway and down the street. He wasn't quite sure why he was so excited that she had said yes yet, either, but he figured that it was just the satisfaction of doing something good for another person. "Just wait until you see it! My X-Tornado is super fast!" Tails boasted good-naturedly.
"Sir?" Mystique suddenly called out as she followed cautiously behind Tails and seemed transfixed by his flowing double tails again, "I just remembered… What's your name?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, that's right! Sorry, I must have totally forgot! My name's Miles Prower, but everyone just calls me Tails," Tails explained.
"Prower…" Mystique softly whispered under her breath as they walked along to the airport together. Unbeknownst to Tails who walked in front as he led the way, several times she would glare at his two tails and then twitch her own large tail as if she was trying to mimic the motions of his twin appendages with her own single one. "Tails…" she continued whispering to herself.