WASSSSSSUP, guys, sorry for the wait, busy,

Well a new chapter in the Epic, Wastes enjoy...

I do not own Sonic, Tails, and any other Characters owned by Sega


Tails P.O.V.

I was lucky to find Sonic, i hadn't seen a living thing, unless you count the Shufflers, which I don't. Sonic seemed to have a cocky air about him that I liked, he was confident.

I hoped they could be friends, he hadn't had a friend ever, due to my tails, but I had always had his parents.

Ahhhhh, my parents, I once loved them so much, but they were no longer here. I had seen my mother die, she threw herself to the Shufflers so I could escape. My father was in the army, so he might be alive, but it was doubtful, the army of the Kingdom of Acorn was overrun in a month.

Ever since my mother had died I hadn't been the same, when I see the Dead I started giggling, and acting strange, like another me emerged and I got violent.

I had walked away from my love of planes, all of which were given to the army for the war effort, and I turned to weapons. I carried around a small gun which fired small explosive rounds I used in large groups, and a shotgun I had been given by my father on my 10th birthday. I have a super heated Cosmic knife that cut through the Shufflers like butter, I had made it last week.

Sonic didn't look like he had much but that act with the fireworks was genius. He certainly was more clever than he looked. Sonic was injured I could see that,, his leg was nearly useless, and he hobbled, I might need to look at that when we set up camp.

Sonic P.O.V.

I wasn't happy about the kid, he couldn't be more than 12 and was small and scrawny, like a toothpick. But what was that he said about being an inventor? That Bio-Bomb was a nasty piece of work.

I was surprised however to see that kid take out those zombies, he was different when he did it, hard almost, scary. I had to look out for that.

"So kid, whats up with the tails?", I asked, trying to make conversation.

"I was born with them, a freak mutation.", said the Fox, "they have saved my life many times over though."

"Cool, cool…so, your an inventor, right?", I asked.

"yeah, ill show you more of my inventions when we stop for camp, what did you used to do?", asked Tails.

"Delivery boy, fastest in the world", I said, feeling pretty good about myself.

Tails didn't look very impressed, almost saddened at my choice in life, weird.

"How did you survive?", asked Tails.

"I was on a camping trip, this was my first time back in the city.", I said, "how bout you?"

"I…was in a safe place…well safe for a while", said Tails.

I knew that he was trying not to say something but didn't ask any more.

The trip out of the city was uneventful besides the run in with the average Shuffler but we quietly took them out. Our goal was the Quarry, a old rock plant in the hills, that would serve as a perfect base camp, to act out of.

We had left down town after two hours of running/flying, and had entered an area of suburbs, and convenient areas. The sky was getting dark and we needed to find a place to lay low until tomorrow.

They saw a 11evendy 7evendy, covenant store, that had one time served as a stop for the local kids, and by looking at the imploded doors and toppled sand bags, their last stand.

I entered the store and hearing nothing gestured for Tails.

He crept in silently and pulled out a glowing re knife, what it was, i had no idea.

I moved down the the rows of looted chips, and sodas, seeing and hearing nothing. Suspicious i checked both bathrooms, and behind every counter.

My heart raced when I heard a groan,and a sickening snapping sound, and rushed around the corner. Tails was cleaning his knife of his jacket and a half a zombie lay on the counter while the other half lay on the the floor. His knife had cut clean through.

Tails must have seen my starting and shrugged.

I was about to ask him what the hell that was when i heard a moan coming from the door. He both turned our heads in that direction and listened.

There it was again, a low moan, followed by another.

We both rushed to the broken windows and peeked out, first there was nothing. Then there was one, he staggered across the road aimlessly. I was relieved and got up to kill him when Tails pulled me back down, and pointed.

Thats when i saw them, a horde, maybe a hundred, or more. I first thought to run, but there was only one exit and they were in front of it, we would stay and fight or hide, I chose hide.

I pulled Tails back down and held a finger to my lips, he nodded understanding, that hard look in his eyes again.

I looked back out the window and saw most had passed, we were gonna live! But i must have cursed us because a rather burly zombie turned his head towards me and must have seen me because he began shuffling over to us, moaning, drawing more from the crowd.

Tails saw this and knew they were dead and pulled out his gun.

Tails P.O.V.

We were screwed, down for. I pulled out my gun with explosive bullets and sonic took out his gun, a simple pistol.

I took a deep breath and stood up pointing my gun at the horde. I din't expect what was coming, hundreds, moaning, screaming, like my mother.

i realized I began shooting my bullets entering one and and blowing up two more around it. my eyes glazed over and I don't remember much besides stabbing one and jumping/ flying to others cutting their head off as I went. Pretty soon I was surrounded by bodies.

Sonic was doing similar, but he had pulled out a obnoxiously big knife and was dashing between Shufflers stabbing and slashing.

We were surrounded on all sides.

"This is it", I said, "Mother i will be with you soon."

"See ya kid," said Sonic, coughing.

"It was fun", I said

I turned to meet the next zombie and was surprised when it stopped, and looking down at it's chest as a spiked red fist pushed through...


Who's fist was that,

"Who me?"

"yah you, who is it?"

"i don't know"

Cookie for the person who gets the Walking Dead reference.

I do not own The Walking Dead