Dark Tails 2 Chapter 2, a sonic the hedgehog fanfic

Sorry it's been awhile guys. Virus wiped me clean. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: All Sonic the Hedgehog Characters are not mine, they are property of SEGA and Archie. The Character Vincent Azerite is not mine, it is property of Vincent A. Azerite

Blood dripped from Tails brow as he got up off the hard cold cement. He glanced over the streets to see if the coast was clear then limped over to a nearby remnants of a building for cover. He put his back against the wall and quickly leaned out. The streets were covered in rubble and trash heaps that used to be cars and buildings, flames were spread throughout the cross roads of main street where people were laughing and having fun only a matter of minutes ago. The sun lowered on the battle field as the yellow kitsune hid in the shadow.

Tails ached all over, he was losing blood fast from his side and he was pretty sure his right leg was broken. Tails took a deep breath and reached for his communicator to call for back up but soon realized that the holster that held his radio was hollow and empty. He glanced around in panic looking silently for the device.

Then he remembered the explosion as he looked back to the place the he had recently blacked out. Then his blood ran cold, right where he blacked out stood the man in the black hood.

The man was about the same height as Tails, he was slim but still had a few muscles bulging out of the dark cloak that covered his head and face. Under his cloak he wore some sort of breast plate, along with a sheath with a weird glowing sword in it. His hands were covered in shiny black leather gloves along with his big black combat boots that went well with dark green cargo pants.

The man looked down at the ground and studied the blue and yellow device for a moment before smashing into a heap of wires and green computer chips with strike of the black boots. Tails leaned back up against the brick wall in fear, going through his mind on things he might of done to piss people off so much that they would send a bounty hunter after him. He leaned forward again to try to identify a face or type of mobuin of the man. But his eyes widened as he looked back to the area, he was gone.

"This can't be good." said Tails quietly as he leaned back againt the wall holding his side. He took a deep breath as he lifted a small canteen up to his lips as cool water ran down his dry throat. Once he was satisfied, he placed the canteen back into the small pouch of his belt. Then, as if out of nowhere, a black hand reached out, grabbed Tails by the throat, and lifted him up into the air.

"So, we meet again." Said the voice that came from the icy cold blackness of the hood. Gasping for air, Tails tried nearly everything to escape the bone crushing grip.

'How the heck do I get myself in these situations?' Tails asked himself in fear.

Several hours earlier

"Tails..." said the soft tone as Tails rolled over and try to ignore it in the darkness. "Tails..." the voice said a little louder that now came along with a nudging, Tails swatted blindly from inside his large comforter with his head buried inside a soft white pillow, there was a faint giggle, then silence. "TAILS!" the voice roared. Tails jumped and fell out of the thick hammock with a thud. When he came to his senses, he found himself in his bedroom with a bright, smiling face about two inches away from his on the bedroom floor, he couldn't tell who it was as his eyes were still adjusting to the light.

"Morning sleepy head." Said the feminine and hip voice giving a big long kiss right on the lips, which took him by surprise to say the less. The woman pulled away from the disoriented fox and gave him a moment to realize what was going on. "It's almost one o clock lazy!"

"Mina?" he said cocking his eyebrow with a faint smile. He stood up and looked at her with a smile. She was a yellow mongoose with long purple hair, a tad bit shorter than him, she wore a small green and dark violet top that went well with a same colored skirt and boots along with the large white gloves. She used to be a famous pop star, but once the war came, she joined what was left of the freedom fighters and stayed in ever since, not to mention she fell in love with the now charming kitsune.

"Who else?" she said winking and wrapping her arms around him, giving him another long kiss. She pulled back then gave a smile to him putting her head against his. Then the door busted open as the light poured into the small room.

"Come on you two, break it up." Said the deep voice, tossing a small cloth bag filled metallic objects, more than likely money. "Tails you have shopping duty today, the list is in the bag."

"Can't you do it Knucks?" Tails whined."I'm kinda busy." He said looking at Knuckles with the puppy dog face, still hugging Mina. "Please?"

"No." Knuckles said sternly his face not changing from the serious look he had earlier. "And don't call me that," he said a little bit more angrily. "ever." The door slammed shut as the two sat in a stunned silence.

"What was that all about?" said Mina pulling away from Tails.

"Huh?" Said Tails without a clue.

"Knuckles, getting all mad like that."

"Oh," said Tails throwing on a bag and goggles. "he always does that." Mina shot a look at him, a look that means 'Oh really?' in a sarcastic tone. "Fine, he got mad because I called him Knucks, which I know shouldn't have its all my-"

"Wait," interrupted Mina "What's wrong with the nickname Knucks?" Tails chuckled at the comment.

"It's not the nickname," Tails said then paused for a moment. He pulled out a photograph from his leather pocket. "It's who used to call him that." The photograph was old, it had to have been a least 18 years old, it browned with age, he picked this particular photo last night when Sally burst into tears. It was picture of his long dead friend Sonic the hedgehog. He could still remember how he died, every image burned into his brain. The fire, the bomb, the lab and the tears (Read Dark Tails).

He started to tear up looking at the picture of the hedgehog winking into the camera. He thought he'd let go after his expedition, but he was like an older brother he never had. Tails had never met his parents only stranded alone in the Green Hill Zone when he was a baby. One rainy night Sonic was on one of his nightly strolls when he happened to run across the crying fox. He took him home and practically raised him, with his parents help of course.

Mina wasn't unfamiliar with Sonic either, back in her rock star days; she claimed to be in love with him but was always to shy or turned down. She mourned over Sonic's death for months, even wrote several songs about the fallen hero. His death was one of the reasons she joined the Freedom Fighters. They both looked down at the photo for several minutes before Tails broke silence.

"We should get going." He said trying to change the subject while walking over to the iron door that led into the main room. "Hey, maybe if we get back in time we can work on the tornado." He said giving a playful smile.

"I don't think so babe." She said walking through the giving him a short kiss on the way out. "If we get done today and have left over money, we get to go shopping." Tails face drooped as he glanced down at the photo one more time before tucking it in his pocket as a silent tear slid down his face.

The streets were bright and crowded, people swarmed around the many shops and boutiques. Many of the buildings in the district were made from the original brick design that it had been since the early days as were the sidewalks, in fact it looked like it hadn't been touched since then either judging by the many cracks in the gray cement. The streets reeked of cheep colone and various different items battered, deep-fried and served on a stick. Among these people was a cheerful skipping mongoose holding a small coin purse and a very large pile colorful groceries with fox legs sticking out from underneath it.

"Mphhpfkf" said the muffled voice coming from the mountain of walking groceries walking down bright Main Street beside Mina.

"What's that babe?" said Mina reaching and grabbing two large groceries sacks from the top revealing Tails's face.

"I said we should go home." Said Tails gasping for breath.

"No way!" said Mina giggling. "We still have one more store." She pointing to a colorful clothing store, named Hip-n-style. The store was a more modern style building, the walls were white with blue edging defiantly made of cement and the cursive style sign on the top spelling and colorful letters went well with the window display of manikins with jeans and hoodies to floral sundresses. Tails stopped and looked over the store while Mina eagerly opened the door for the full armed kitsune.

"Here?" Tails said with disgust, he had never been a guy for fashion, but this place looked like a preppy boy paradise. Skater jeans and converses, Tails wanted to bash his head in just thinking about it.

"Yea come on!" said Mina motioning him towards the door. Tails shot Mina a look disappointment. "Last one," she said with a giggle. "promise." Tails dragged himself inside the store and plopped down a comfy sofa right inside the door. With a sigh of relief he dropped the bags on the ground and sat back in the blue couch. He looked around the store, just like he predicted. Skater jeans, skirts, dresses, button up shirts and the worst part about it, no electronic devise insight, not even cash register, just a guy with a calculator and metal box.

"You stay put, kay?" she said bending over him pointing a finger in his face with a grin.

"Won't move a muscle." He said tiredly with a weak smile spread across his face as Mina sped off to go look at the jeans. Tails leaned forward and silence looking over at the several people around the store that nothing else to do with their day. He turned around and looked through the huge window with the cross-play in it, wishing to be anywhere but here. At that very moment a hooded man wearing a red hoodie and black cargo pants ran into the store and jumped behind the clerks desk, Tails got up in confusion of the matter and slowly walked over to the counter. Suddenly there was a crash of glass behind him as several feminine screams sounded off around the store. Tails spun around to see a man cloaked in black, presumably after the man in the hoodie, walking towards the counter slowly, unsheathing a glowing and strangely familiar katana with a sizably large red crystal at the base of it.

"Hey you can't just come in here and smash up the place!" said Tails grabbing the man's attention. Tails didn't know why he protected this place, he should of just sat and watched him tear up the place. The man slowly turned towards Tails a starred at for moment.

"You…" said the man in a dark whisper.

"Tails!" said the man in the red hood, jumping over the desk and landing a fist in the man's face as he fell to the ground. "Run! I'll hold him off!" Tails was utterly confused at this point, two men in hoods fighting each other and somehow they knew who he was, and now he was stuck in the middle of it.

"Wait, who ar-" Tails was about ask.

"No time for questions dude! Now grab Mina and go!" said the man grabbing the black hooded man by the cloak and punching him again. Tails didn't hesitate; he grabbed Mina by the arm and ran through the smashed window.

"Tails, whats going on? Who were those guys?" asked Mina being dragged down main street.

"No clue!" said Tails not looking back. "You know as much as much me!" Suddenly there was a big explosion behind them, Tails glanced back to see the store that they had been in seconds before was now in flames and turned had been reduced to rubble. The people on Main Street were now in panic started running from the explosions as two figures emerged out of the fire, fighting on the streets. Tails looked forward and kept running, and then there was a sudden pain in his side as he slowed to stop. "Keep going, I'll meet with you later." He said to Mina calmly.

"But what about you?" she said with concern.

"GO!" he screamed, Mina gave a look of concern then ran off into the distance disappearing into a crowd of people, she knew well that Tails could take care of himself. She learned that in the war.

Tails kneeled down on one knee and felt for what was causing the tremendous pain in his side as people continued to run and scream. Then he felt a handle sticking out of his side, he pulled out with screech of pain, to reveal a small throwing knife covered in red blood. As he dropped the blade on the cement he proceeded to reach over and feel the pain filled hip covered in warm blood and to look the red substance spread across his white gloves. Tails glanced back to see the man decked in black walking toward him with the katana.

He got up holding his side and started slowly running the direction the people were but fell on the cement with a thud. The man slowly walked up to him, flipped him over with his foot and starred him down again. Tails started scooting back by pushing himself with his legs, the man shook his head in disapproval as he stopped his foot down on Tails's right leg with snap. Tails cried out in pain, as the man kept starring down at him, he lifted the katana above his head and was about to strike, when Tails realized something. He was feeling something he hadn't felt in a long time, not since that at the lab, that feeling was fear.

At that very moment a red blur attacked the man hurling them towards the ground. The man in the red hood pinned the man in black into the gray cement, then picked him up and threw him towards a building. He then kneeled down to Tails.

"You ok man?" he said not revealing his face. Tails nodded his head with a painful smile with a hint of confusion. "Ok, I'm going to finish this guy off, I'll be back in sec." he said and sped off in the direction of where the man had been thrown. Tails was angered, scarred and most of all, confused. He had only wanted to go shopping with his girlfriend and now he was caught in the middle of this fight between two random strangers.

Tails grimaced in pain as he looked down at his mangled leg, then he heard small beeping sound, he glanced around the deserted street in what might be causing the noise. Then a small blue light caught his attention that was synced with beeping noise that was getting more rapid. The light and noise was being emitted by a small gray panel that was attached to the ground, Tails tried to get a closer look but his blood ran cold when he saw a timer on the top of it. He knew exactly what it was now, a bomb. Tails tried to get up and run but it was too late.

Then he remembered the explosion as he looked back to the place the he had recently blacked out. Then his blood ran cold, right where he blacked out stood the man in the black hood.

"So, we meet again." Said the voice that came from the icy cold blackness of the hood. Gasping for air, Tails tried nearly everything to escape the bone crushing grip.

'How the heck do I get myself in these situations?' Tails asked himself in fear. Just then a voice came behind the man.

"Hey buddy!" said the familiar voice. "Remember who you came here to fight." The man turned his head to see the red hooded man.

"I thought I get rid of you…" said the man darkly, dropping Tails on the ground who was gasping air. The man drew his sword quickly struck at the red hooded man, but at that moment blast of air hit the man in black and hurled him towards the wall. The three looked back in surprise to see Vincent standing with his arm extended.

"Vincent!" The three cried in unison in alerter motives, one in relief, one with surprise and one in anger.

"Get Tails out of here, I've got him taken care of!" he said to the red hooded man who ran over to Tails and picked him up.

"Dang Tails," said the red hooded man like he knew Tails. "you've gotten heavy dude. You need to lay off the chili dogs!" he chuckled as he grabbed him and sped off, Tails had no idea what was going on. Now Vincent was caught up in this too? Then Tails realized something, they were going fast, like really fast, like 80 miles per hour. Tails started to panic.

"Stop! Stop!" he screamed as the man started to slow down. He sat Tails down by a lamp post in the mid-urban area.

"You act like you've never gone that fast before." He chuckled as Tails caught his breath.

"That's enough!" Tails screamed. "Who are you? Are you my friend or my enemy?" There was brief silence before the silence was broken.

"I knew it would come to this…" The man muttered. He walked close to Tails, kneeled down, and lifted his hood. "It's me Tails…" Tails looked at the man with awe. It couldn't had been it had been nearly fifteen years and he hadn't aged a bit. He wasn't an illusion, it couldn't had been, it didn't make any sense at all but yet here he was. "Sonic the hedgehog…"

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