[Side note: These characters are in Sonic Boom]
After Discord overthrown Princess Celestia and Princess Luna from power there were, needless to say, chaos everywhere. The night was horrid and stunk with carrion. The days were no better and reeked with carrion. Carrion here and carrion there- there is death everywhere! The days rolled past rather quickly unlike anything nature intended. The clouds seem to never change its hideous color; as Rarity would've said, "Those shades of light blue and purple should only be used as highlights against those hideous hazy orange and brick hues!" Rainbow Dash chuckled feebly, smiling a bit remembering her old friend's dramatic idiocracies.
The weak Rainbow Dash hasn't seen the Fashionista in two years since Discord, Lord Discord now, thought it would be impeccable to separate the Elements (Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Twilight, Rarity, and Applejack) as far away as he could. Not too far though, for some personal, Machiavellian reason, but either it was for the torturing of the Mane Six's spirits; allowing them to know their friends were in danger, but close by, thus supporting the feelings of hope, and then only to be crushed by the day to day mental and physical lacerations... Or just because Discords' a demented being, bound by ugly, heinous demons to torture every content soul his discrepant body comes across… Probably both.
Rainbow Dash is the last of the Mane Six that remained in Ponyville now, she could only wonder where the other Elements are. Hopefully relatively safe... Hopefully relatively still alive.
After a couple of aching minutes, Rainbow Dash decided it was time to get out of her uncomfortable cot and she did so groaning in agony. The cot creaked as her body weight shifted from the middle of the suspended fabric to the rusted metal frame. She then stepped out off of the cot and pressed her sore hooves on the dusty, dirty ground, and finally lowered the rest of her equally sore hooves on the dust.
Loudly, her stomach wailed in distress as she haven't had a solid meal in days, the hunger was showing on her body. Her ribs stuck out against her once beautiful coat of cyan, and her once sparkling, magenta eyes were dull from exhaustion and hopelessness. Her mane and tail hung lifelessly and the latter dragged along the dusty, dirty ground, picking up all the nastiness like a dull rainbow colored feather duster.
Dash walked outside her hut where Sugar Sweet Corner used to be and gazed wearily at the vague, familiar ruins: destroyed or distorted buildings were where businesses and homes proudly stood, decrepit, baron trees stood eerily against the morning haze, and to top it all off there were decaying, dead bodies resting pitifully inside shallow graves just a hundred meters from her towards Everfree Forest, which now fully surrounds the ugly town.
The sun never shone through the ugly clouds, the sun's rays merely illuminates the clouds like a lampshade and casts a drab, hue reminiscent to a decaying pumpkin on the town. The town gained its grime from two years of toxic fumes that deluges out of the clouds above. The dehydrated grass and vegetation couldn't replenish the air with oxygen so the arid winds that breeze through the Everfree Forest are the only savior of lungs here. Hope, a feeling forever lost amongst the doomed town of snatched up dreams, ponies lost in a world that was no longer safe, and in Rainbow Dash's situation, lost friends whose lives are in question- where were Rainbow Dash's friends?
A tear dropped from her right eye as she soaked in the sight, though clichéd and used to her now, the once beautiful town still ushers out a sorrowful tears.
What they need now is a hero.
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Smoke and the horrendous stench of rotting flesh and muscle filled the frightened hedgehog's nose as he fumbled blindly around in a pitch black space. He could even smell his own fear as it cut through the stomach wrenching stench of carrion.
Where was I?
Sonic frantically ran through the pitch black for what seemed like hours, dodging its spiny hulls of what felt like trees until he reached a barely lit clearing. Suddenly, along with a chill that raked up his spine like an icy claw, a blood red line formed in a circle around him. Sonic stopped running and looked around at the circle, guard up, senses tuned precisely to pick up the slightest challenge of danger. Sonic's quills rose and his nose wrinkled at as a sickeningly familiar smell wafted in his nose.
Blood.
The thick, red, sticky liquid began to pour seemingly from nowhere as cracked marble podiums rose from the ground on the edges of the circle at equal distances from each other. On each pedestal a figure rose covered in filth and vines: three butterflies, three apples, three balloons, followed by three diamonds, a lightning bolt of three colors, and finally a big star shaped object.
A deep, sadistic spell of laughter erupted from above accompanied by a bloodstained lion's paw that came down as a fist, straight towards the Blue Speedster. Sonic now paralyzed from fear tried his best to run but he wouldn't- he couldn't.
The mighty paw crushed him and instantaneously Sonic was yanked violently out of his dream, throbbing pain vexed over his muscles. Sonic's breath came out in shuddering gasps as he tried to claw back his sanity from that disheveling nightmare he just witnessed. Sonic shuddered and twitched as though he was trying to shake the remnants of the darkness from his fur like it were a disgusting, creeping critter.
Slowly Sonic's fidgeting ebbed away as the nightmare creeped away from his senses. As Sonic rested his tinsel, shamrock (hue) eyes deadpanned at his slowly revolving ceiling fan for a couple of thoughtful minutes as he steadied his breath; he still panted slightly. "What was that?" He thought to himself, "Th-those Symbols, the blood..." He could still feel it's lukewarm, gumminess in his fur and he shivered frightfully. He ran the details through his mind for some while his head started to pain him. The distressed hedgehog sighed, ran this hands through his nappy quills, then rose out of bed.
Sonic made his way down the white, carpeted stairs and then groggily to the simple, modern kitchen of his house. He rubbed his temples while groaning as delicious visions hot, nice cup of Joe would wake him up. As he walked by the refrigerator towards his private espresso machine a bright yellow sticky note caught his half-opened eyes.
There's a triple shot, black espresso mixed into large black coffee; two sugars on the coffee table in the living room, come down to basement quick.
"What would I do without you, Tails?" Sonic muttered to himself, smiling now, and currently making his way out of the kitchen to pick up his cup of wake up juice, and then to the basement where Tails instructed him to head to.
Upon entering the basement he took a throat warming sip of the espresso. He looked up as he could unsurprisingly hear the sound of a welding torch going off and a sound of something being hammered into place. Tails, a golden kitsune with twin tails, was currently busy working on some sort of device- most likely about to blow the house apart, or split the cosmos up... Again...
In front of him, across the room, a large chunk of quartz jaggedly cut into a rough looking torus stood ominously with multiple lines of hoses and pipes injecting some sort of gas which miraculously materialized a psychedelic-like, luminescent vapor at the center of the cut quartz. The quartz pulsed with energy; it's pink champagne color oscillating as if it were alive, ushering out a steady heartbeat and pulse of color across its rough surface with each passing second.
Sonic dog whistled in awe as he rocked on his toes to the back to his heels while he absorbed the astronomical project that was in front of him. "Whatcha got here?" He asked then sipping his Joe.
Tails lifted the welder's mask from his face and half smiled at Sonic, his eyes were bloodshot and there were huge bags under his eyes indicating he had barely any sleep lately. His lips were also chapped and his fur were an utter mess; but from Sonic's perspective he looks right at home. "Look at this Sonic, I've finally created a stable hyper-quantum-physics' number-one taboo: a WORKING wormhole." He explained quickly and obviously proud of himself and rightfully so.
Creating a wormhole is one thing, creating a WORKING, STABLE wormhole is another. It's so rare and complicated that the only other beings before that have accomplished this feat is Eggman and N.I.C.O.L.E's creators (that's another story that I cannot bring myself to do). Creating wormholes are a serious thing- a should-be-but-is-not illegal practice that invites worldwide anathema, but for a reasonable reason. Wormholes can have devastating and utterly cataclysmic outcomes that can lead to time warping, parallel universes entwining or fusing with other timelines. Time and space as we know it could possibly be wrenched forcefully out of the Creator's hands and tied into a convoluted constrictor knot. The bottom line is. DO NOT create wormholes/time travel vehicles, devices or the sort. Besides, N.I.C.O.L.E made that very clear. (Again, another story)
Sonic was clearly astounded; his mouth slightly agape as his eyes were transfixed on the wormhole, and the quartz torus seemed to stare back at him as it "breathed". While soaking in the spectacle Sonic thought hard about going through the most acceptable, and mature way to handle this. After a few seconds he regained his composure and a serious demeanor washed over him. Sonic, not wanting to put the whole world at risk again, made a tough decision. "Shut it down." The Blur said coolly as he took a sip of coffee.
The kitsune was almost ripped in half by disbelief. "Are you kidding me? No! - SONIC, I will not do that! I'm so close to finishing it! This could work, I know it will! Do you know how much research could go to rest because of my invention, do you know how much knowledge this could unfold unto the scientific communities and then one day the entire world?!" Desperation thickly laced voice as he pleaded with Sonic. "Just give me this chance! I have this under control and plus this is a scientific feat that NO ONE, besides Tubby," he said referring to Eggman, "Have ever accomplished before in the whole world, in the universe even!"
Sonic face-palmed as he wanted to do the right thing but also avoid hurting his brother. He hated when he gets this way; in a state where nothing could change the direction of his mind, and he hated telling him to do something like this knowing this must be a magnificent feat for him, but regarding physics, the number one rule is to NOT tamper with time and space. Sonic then put down his mug, empty now, and sat down in a folding chair nearby.
He then put his ungloved hands in his face and shook his head and sighed deeply. "Just- just don't operate it- not until you know FOR CERTAIN that it WILL NOT create some sort of cataclysmic effect." Sonic said commandingly to his dear friend carefully, making sure to put emphasis on keywords in attempt to grind its importance through his friend's stubborn mind yet genius mind, sometimes Sonic wonders if he should even bother.
Sonic grasped the banister tightly and started to walk back up stairs. Tails grateful eyes followed him dearly, silently thanking him with huge, courtly, blue eyes. Sonic opened up the door to the basement and step out. "I'm going for a run, catch yah later!" He threw over his shoulder, and in that instant he darted away.
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Twilight, the former Princess of Ponyville and proud mentor of the young and fruitful, sorrowfully followed a decrepit squad of dusty ponies to work. She hung her head low, perpetually a usual sight nowadays, as she made her way to what is without a doubt the largest, indeedly vain, most cumbersome statue ever created.
Since Lord Discord came to power he ordered a colossal- no- herculean sized goliath of stone in the form of himself in his "noble honor". The statue is to be made with the finest quality gems and raw stone. Most of the unicorns of the once beautiful, flourishing nation of Equestria, now named Land Discord, tend to carve the diamonds and rare gems via magic to be forged onto the statue. Sounds easy enough until your horn is overheating and keeping up a simple laser spell is fatiguing your already frail, indisposed body to its limits.
On the way to the site there was already a plethora of unicorns laboring away as far as the eye could see in the dry heat. As far as Twilight's dull eyes could see there were rows of dismal colors of torn pelts being physically tormented mercilessly by tall, conjured up evil souls that had no face: the Kage. Their cold, red eyes pierced the flank of Twilight's- she could bet her horn that they're just so eager to whip her, she knew it, for spiritless, evil beings from the ground would have nothing but hatred flowing through their being- most of that is thanks to their beings being brought to by Discord's demented magic.
An exhausting several minutes later Twilight and the platoon of worn down workers made their way about 500 feet into the air to a scaffold right in front of the massive, and rather stupid face of the statue. It took all of Twilight's will to refrain from hunkering up a massive glob of spit and chucking it onto the massive face of the statue.
Two hexing, weary hours later of constant laser cutting into the diamond to be inserted the commanding General headpiece, it was time for her five minute break. Twilight's horn was sore to the point she'd thought it'll break off. She leaned against the massive stone she'd been carving in for the last two hours and fanned her sore horn in attempt to cool it. She estimated she was at least a 500 feet in the air and she began to look down. Suddenly a thud sounded below her as a worker collapsed, most likely fatigue and hunger Twilight assumed. Twilight eyes darted in the area where she heard the thump and suddenly she felt her heart lurch. The fallen body was dangerously close to the edge and Twilight felt her eyes tear up. Looking closer she recognized the worker's face: she was a cyan mare, her mane consisted of a deep blue and white, her horn was swollen red, and her cutie mark, though crossed out and scarred over, she could discern a sand timer. A sand timer which used to be blazon proudly on her flank.
Twilight couldn't even spare a tear for her lost friend, Colgate. Twilight just looked on in sorrow, as she did to maybe a hundred other ponies in the past. She remembered how she used to cry and hold vigil for each body she crossed whom lives just ended, but now she walks over there as though they were as common as weeds. Not because Twilight has become indifferent about her fallen comrades, but because she learned that it weren't feasible to give so much emotion to each fallen friend as she knew there would be hundreds, thousands more deaths before finally meets her Grim Reaper.
The dying, unconscious pony slowly began to slide off the scaffold, its head and fore hooves first. The, used-to-be princess began to charge up magic in her horn to prevent her from falling off the scaffold, but a chicken-foot like hand reached out and pinched her charging horn as if he was putting out a candle flame.
"Ah, ah, ah", the deep voice cooed "What's the fun in that?"
And thus before her the body fell from the immense height of the scaffolding and blundered towards the ground onto unsuspecting ponies working.
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Tails welded the final pipe into the Wormhole into Interdimensional Universes (Or just quartz portal) and sighed approvingly at his handiwork. The young kitsune stood up wearily from his work and smiled as he started to take off his welder's gloves and face shield. Thirty straight hours of building, fifty hours of planning and a whopping 120 hours of researching- Viola, the pinnacle of my intellect and craftsmanship, hopefully now the science committees will forget that I once disrupted the cosmos…
The intelligent kitsune then scribbled some important notes down into his smartphone and prepared to finally get some well-deserved sleep, being that he'd been working on this for over thirty hours straight. He tied his engineers' jump suit around his waist with now just the suspenders across his furry, strong chest. Tails set his master computer to run diagnostics on his quartz portal for the duration of his sleep, and the exited the basement and shut the lights off. Tails sat his phone on the counter in the kitchen along with some notes before yawning widely as he slithered onto the comfortable black leather couch in the living room and finally drifted off to sleep.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Tails, eyes red from exhaustion and now frustration, bared his fangs and uttered a slight growl as his eyes shot open and scored the door with his sharp, highly annoyed gaze for a couple of seconds, ignoring the unknown visitors. Hoping they'll leave soon, for his sake anyways.
The door was knocked a couple more times then there was a pause.
A long pause.
*RIIIINNGGG...RIIIIIINNGGG...RIIIIINNNGGG...*
The sleep deprived and irritable fox groaned angrily as the house phone began blaring its obnoxious ringtone. With frustration coursing strong through his veins, he turned around to face the couch he was laying on and put a pillow over his head tightly, trying his damndest to block out the outside world. ALL HE WANTED WAS SOME DAMNPEACE!
The phone eventually stopped ringing and there was another long pause.
Tails let out a small, content smile as the noises in the house ceased and finally he could feel the sleepiness cradle his consciousness like a baby swaddled in feather down. But like a sudden drenching of Arctic cold water to the body, a heart dropping epiphany washed over Tails as he realized what was probably going to happen next.
WHERE IS MY CELL PHONE!?
He spotted it on the counter near the kitchen, which was also directly near the front door.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" He screamed silently, mouthing the exaggerated word as he sprang up from his resting position and bolted to the phone as if all fatigue was forgotten.
He finally reached the phone and held down the power button- a shower of relief now on his face.
Are you sure you want to power off? His phone asked him. Tails couldn't believe this. He tapped yes.
"Do you want to exit out of your running apps?" FOR THE LOVE OF CHAOS! *RIIING RIIING RIIING RIIING RIIING RIIING* his phone bombastically screamed as he looked at the screen.
*Marine is calling you*
"TAAAAAAIIIILLSS! OPEN UP TAAAAAIIILSS!" He heard an all too familiar voice yell at him.
Tails moaned in raw annoyance. "Dammit."
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The weary fox sat with one hand prodding his sleepy head up while he lounged on the couch while Marine and Cream sat on the opposite couch across the glass coffee table. The raccoon relentlessly jabbered about her day and her trip and whatnot as Tails practically fell asleep on her.
"Um... Ms. Marine, I think he fell asleep..." Cream the Rabbit said in a polite, soft tone, pointing at Tails sleeping face.
"Whaa?" The haughty raccoon finally halted talking about her day, and then rested her attention on his face and concluded that the young rabbit was right, the fox was snoring softly, his mouth slightly open. Cream too laid her big, tinsel eyes on the debonair fox and smiled and blushed at his composer. For years Cream had been falling for Tails; she has been looking out for him ever since Cosmos had died that terrible day four years ago. She was there during the heartbreak and the healing, she helped him get back on his feet and quite frankly, you could surely say that she loved him.
Marine on the other hand was going absolutely gaga over Tails physique right now. Her big, observant eyes scanning every brilliant strand of fur on his strong chest. Her gaze danced over his handsome face- oh the way he snored made her insides flutter like a million caged butterflies, he was so cute. Tails certainly did mature well. Tails was turning into a 'hottie' and she wriggled her toes in her sandals in excitement.
After a few minutes of "observing" the sleeping fox the pair decided that it was time to go ahead and leave. Before the two could step outside the inquisitive raccoon saw the basement door was cracked a bit. The cracked open door acted like a beacon- Marine's curiosity tethered her to the door like a lightbulb would a moth. Marine, interested as ever looked at the door in excitement and took a step towards it. Cream noticed her friend's behavior and pleaded softly to her to not venture inside.
"Oh, please Marine, that place has all of Tails' private inventions in there, it specifically says no one may enter." The conciliatory rabbit pointed out the clear-as-day warning on the door.
"Oh come on, it's only going to be a second!" She fussed back and she opened the door wider and stuck her big head in. The room was rather vast yet clearly stacked to its brim with boxes and racks to hold more boxes and machinery. From the sea of clutter she spotted a light pinkish color faintly illuminating the back of the room. As though she had hit the jackpot, her eyes lit up with excitement once more.
"Looook…" she said, her mind lost in awe as she pointed a gloved finger at the rather irregular hoop of dull champagne. Cream, clearly distressed, reluctantly followed her friend in to try and retrieve her as the raccoon ventured closer to get a better look of the mysterious, massive, glowing stone. When Cream finally reached her friend Marine was already up close to the ring of quartz and she touched it with her finger. When she did she let out a loud yelp as the tip of her glove was burned off.
Cream eyes widened with fear and worry and pleaded with her to PLEASE exit the room.
But the raccoon didn't listen and started to mindlessly touch a few buttons on a control panel table nearby the quartz. "Calm down Cream, I just want to see what it does." She looked lost as she gazed at the sheer magnitude of buttons, switches, and levers the control panel consisted of. Marine sweated as she tried to engage the machine. She hit that button and then another one, pulled a large 'hot' lever to engage full power from the chaos emerald battery from the side of the room. She then typed in a few admin passwords- of which Marine gotten from Tails since the two work on projects a lot- minus this current project regarding the quartz.
There were a series of clicking and then some confirmation beeps and then everything was quite.
The portal slowly gained more color as power poured into it. The quartz began to vibrate at such a high frequency, creating a sound so ethereal.
Then suddenly… the portal opened up. The two girls' eyes widen in fear and feeling of dread washed over them both as a pulse of energy shot out of wormhole and blundered through the two creatures, sending them on their back directly in front of the wormhole.
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A feeling of apprehension abruptly washed over the running hedgehog's body as he cruised at a steady 200 mph in vast, rolling, green hills about a 100 miles from home. Sonic noticed the change of energy and it didn't feel right... A tingly sense of dread poured into Sonic's heart and he frowned. What in the world was that…? Not a second later an alien pulse of potent, raw energy slammed into his body, though not harming him, but confirming his notion that something is DEFINITELY not right.
Sonic then turned a sharp 180 degree turn and headed straight home in a breakneck emergency speed of 600 mph.
The Blue Blur finally arrived at his home in about six minutes and stormed into the house immediately waking up Tails who snapped out of his slumber thanks to how bombastically Sonic barged into the house.
Sonic bolted to his brother. "Tails- Tails! Did you turn on the machine?" Sonic asked frantically while he had one hand on the fox's shoulder.
"Whaa? No- no I haven't Sonic, is something wr-" Tails phone immediately started to go off in a wartime siren alarming him that there were a failure in the machine. Anxiety coursed through Sonic's blood as he thought back to the last time he heard that alarm, it was when Tails' had his last accident. Tails fumbled around as he got it out of his jumpsuit. He took one look at it and his eyes shot open as wide as dinner plates in shock. He pushed past Sonic and bolted to the basement door as fast as he could and Sonic frantically followed suit.
Once Tails opened up the sound proof door screams of pure terror and the stench of fear hit their faces like a roundhouse kick as soon as they stepped into the room. The sight they saw struck them with paralyzing fear… What they unfortunately saw was a body being stretched to an ungodly length, straight through the Quartz Portal and through its artificial Event Horizon.
Heat dispelled out of the portal, saturating everything in the room with its dry, asphyxiating heat. The body was greedily devoured by the portal and was starting on its next victim, the hopeless rabbit that's crying her eyes out. She screamed for the mercy of the strange device, but it was all in vain as the black hole insisted to tug on her being as she clung to dear life on a vertical support beam. But that didn't stop the portal from consuming her as her legs started to be pulled past the quartz gate. She screamed in pure fear and screamed out to Sonic and Tails that was standing, paralyzed with fear and utter bewilderment.
Tails mustered the strength he needed and pulled out his smartphone and started imputing very intricate computer codes for remote shut off and trying to disconnect the power. But no avail as his automatic generator systems kicked in and supplied the wormhole with ample energy to sustain and finish pulling in Cream. The screaming rabbit let out one final wail as the machine finally whirled to a stop. The Event Horizon dissipated and returned to its gaseous form, pooling and defying gravity, right in the middle of the ring.
Sonic, his fur and spines were now sticking up in fear was still finding it hard to swallow what just happened in front of his eyes. Tails was no better off as he just stared at the portal where Cream and Marine disappeared into. Marine must've engaged the machine… Tails rushed to the control panel and checked the logs to confirm that it was her that engaged the machine. She must've used an old password… I really need to reset them. Tails typed away saving and printing out the logs of the machine for further analysis,
Sonic stood there in complete shock before a serious composure replaced it. This is really serious, this is really, really serious… I knew I should had told Tails to disengage the machine all together… Marine and Cream… What am I going to tell their parents…..? What I going to tell Blaze... Sonic gritted his teeth in anxiety. He then focused his eyes on Tails and started to bark orders to his twin tailed companion.
"Get the Sonic Team here now- I want that portal opened by the time they get here to get ready to save Cream and Marine! Get going now!" Just thinking about his friends being lost in another realm, not to mention probably hurt or scared, made him mad and anxious to the core.
Tails jumped at his sudden change of composure and then nodded briskly. He tapped his Bluetooth earpiece rapidly cycling through his contacts and called up Knuckles, Amy, and Shadow- the latter which appeared with a green flash and ping right next to Sonic with his usual scowl and arms crossed.
Sonic didn't even look up from his ponderous state, he simply pointed a gloved finger to the ominous portal sitting towards the corner of the room, its core swirling with the gas, and it's surface glowing. Shadow sagaciously judged the machine then immediately shot an angry glare at Tails who looked at him with big sorry eyes.
"What the HELL did you do!?" The ebony hedgehog spat at him, narrowing his eyes and advancing at him. His foot unknowingly kicked Cream's discarded shoe.
"I-I-I - It wasn't my fault they got down here!" Tails stammered as he backed up onto the control panel, afraid of Shadow's wrath.
Shadow's eyes widened with disbelief. "They?!" Shadow said in question, not knowing someone had gotten sucked into the wormhole. "WHO?!"
"M-Marine and C-Cream..." Tails avoided Shadow's eye contact, he felt guilty enough as it was and Shadow's excoriating gaze was doing no justice to his heart.
Shadow yanked his critical gaze to his blue counterpart and aimed his daggers. "Sonic! Did you tell him what I said about these machines?!" Shadow balled his hand up into a deadly fist. "I said-!"
"I know what you said- and I did but-" Sonic grew angry at Shadow's attitude and took a step forward.
"I always have to clean up after your bullsh-" Shadow spat. Tails grew silent as he watched Sonic and Shadow bicker. He felt even worse that Shadow was now chastising his brother just because of his mistake.
"Shadow! Calm down, we're going after them.., we'll need some help. Will you help us?" Sonic tried to talk in a smoother tone to try and coax Shadow to do the same, but the hardy hedgehog did no such thing and kept his eyes of judgement on Sonic until they cascaded back to Tails.
Shadow kept his eyes on Tails until he finally replied. "No. This is your mess, you clean it up."
And with that the Ultimate Lifeform disappeared with a flash of brilliant green light.
- Meanwhile -
Marine and Cream landed harshly against a pitch black, shriveled up tree that moaned and groaned as though it were in pain as it swayed in the windless breeze.
Cream and Marine gasped for breath after their quantum leap through space and time. The two looked as though they've just seen their lives flash before their eyes. Chaos knows what they've seen in the wormhole. Past timelines, future timelines, whole different universe timelines even. Whatever they saw though, it would be better left unsaid.
As soon as their bodies came to rest Marine's body convulsed with nausea and quickly she heaved out vomit, splashing on the ground, which the parched soil sucked up immediately. Cream laid on the ground whimpering and shaking as she attempted to shake invisible spider webs off of her face and body, she could almost still feel herself stretching and being pulled by the intense gravity that she just finished enduring. While Cream shook in fear Marine braced herself upon the parch, dusty ground her body jittering once more as she sent more almond colored vomit onto the ground. The maritime raccoon shook as she thought about what just happened. Her scared eyes scanned the pitch black forest then up to the hideous, dull orange sky. Smells of smoke and death hung thick in the air, choking her as she breathed in.
"WH-where are we Ms. Marine?" Cream said in a scared voice.
Marine finally finished her ordeal and came to stand next to Cream. "I really don't know... But we can't stay here... I'm sure Sonic and Tails will come and help us real soon." Marine tried to usher out a reassuring smile, but she didn't even believe what she was saying. Surely Tails would find a way to find where we've gone and rescue us… right? I mean he is the smartest cobbah alive in my eyes- he has the technology, the smarts, the intuitiveness needed to save us… right? What if he can't? Now that question lingered in the young raccoon's mind as Cream and she began the terrifying trek to wherever their feet may take them.
What they needed was a Hero.