Prologue-
My name is Miles Prower, my nickname is Tails and my title is The Vulpine Alchemist. What you are reading is a story about how I along with the help of my friends, saved our world from absolute ruin. For the sake of making this interesting, all of this story will be kept in third person except for the prologue. In this prologue I will give a little bit of background information on my world.
Note: I, Tails, gave the fanfiction writer DarkLordXul permission to post this story as a fanfiction. What you are reading however is real, it simply took place in my world as opposed to yours. In your world, your laws of physics don't allow for most of what happens in my world.
My world is called Mobius but do not be mislead, it is not like the sonic the hedgehog games nor is it like the comics. It is its own unique world. At the time this story takes place it was the high middle ages in my world. The story starts off when the black plague struck and ravaged my homeland, Pangestris. I will not spoil any of the rest of the story, you will find things out as the story progresses.
Chapter 1: Stricken
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog, only the plot for this story.
Tails wept bitterly as he stood over the bodies of his mother, father, and sister. The black plague had struck his village but his parents thought they could survive by keeping indoors. Why Tails had been spared was beyond him. Maybe he was immune to the disease and maybe not. He was still alive and that bothered him. Tails desperately wanted to join his family but he knew it would be a mortal sin to commit suicide. However in that bitter weeping, a solution did present itself to Tails, one that did not involve suicide.
"My father was an alchemist," Tails thought to himself, "Maybe his books and research will have a way to bring them back to life."
Tails walked out of the living room where his family lay and went into the private study of his father. Tails knew nothing of alchemy but his father had once mentioned that someday it might be able to bring the dead back to life. He would have dumped the bodies outside for the dead carriers but something told Tails that he would need them if he wanted to bring his parents and sister back to life.
Tails entered the study and carefully observed the neat rows of bookshelves across from which there was a desk in which papers were neatly stacked. Tails was surprised to see everything so neat and tidy, he had been expecting everything to be scattered. Apparently his father had not been desperately searching for a cure to the plague or was worried about death. Tails knew his father to be messy when he was in a panic.
Tails walked up to the desk and looked at the top page of the papers. The top page said "Highly Advanced Alchemy." It was obviously a manuscript that Tails' father had planned on publishing. However, Tails knew nothing about Alchemy so he wanted to start with something simple. Later he would read his father's advanced manuscript.
Tails browsed the bookshelves of his father's office until he came to a book titled, "Alchemy 101/Beginner's Alchemy." Tails picked up the book and opened it to find a note inside.
Tails if you are reading this than that means the plague got the best of us. Also if you are reading this than you are probably thinking of trying to bring us back to life. A word of warning, using alchemy to bring people back to life is strictly forbidden. If you still wish to see us again however, go to the local tavern and give this note to the bartender. Take the book with you and the money in the drawer of my desk. Everything will be explained there.
Your father,
Amadeus Prower.
Tails read the note again aghast. Something wasn't right, how did his father know all of this would happen and how did he know what Tails would do.
Tails shook his head. If what his father said was true then he would get all of his answers at the local tavern. Tails opened drawer to the desk and found a large coin purse. Tails opened it and whistled. Inside the coin purse were thirty gold pieces. Tails could live on that money for practically two years. Tails pocketed the coin purse into his trousers, took the alchemy book and note, and left.
Tails exited his father's large house and headed down the street to the local tavern. The dead carriers had already come by that day to cart away the dead.
Tails reached the tavern and entered. A bell rang as he entered and a white female bat came up to the counter. Other than Tails and the bartender, the tavern was completely empty
"Tails sweetie what are you doing here," Rouge said in a gentle tone, "You might catch the plague."
"My parents are already dead," Tails retorted bitterly, "I found a note by my father telling me to come here."
Tails handed Rouge the note. Rouge read the note, looked at Tails and signaled him to follow her. Tails followed Rouge into what appeared to be a single bedroom until Rouge stepped on a floor board released a clicking sound. This in turn, caused a hidden door on the wall to open. Tails followed Rouge down the steps behind the door and into a large cellar complex where a number of animaloids were gathered. Some of them were pouring over books while others were drawing strange things on the ground. On closer inspection, Tails realized that the things being drawn on the ground were large circles with runes and geometric shapes inscribed inside them. The animaloids did not pay much attention to Rouge or Tails when they entered the room
"Come here Tails," Rouge said sitting down at an empty table, "And bring that book with you."
"My father said everything would be explained when I got here," Tails said, "You seem to be holding something back."
"I will explain everything to you Tails," Rouge said, "You have been patient. Now you will receive your answers."
"What is this place?" Tails asked.
"This Tails," Rouge said looking him in the eye, "Is an alchemists' guild."