"SSRT" Birthday Massacre
"Bioshock Theme Song (Ocean of his Shoulders)" Gerry Schyman
Chapter Seven
Kat looked into Tails' eyes. "So? Are you going to help?"
Tails thought for a moment. If he declined, billions of people are in jeopardy. If he complies, he has the threat of being killed by an old friend. He looked into Kat's eyes. "And you're sure it's Shine?"
"I'm almost positive. Who else do we know that is a black and white hedgehog with wings?"
Tails nodded. "Fine."
Kat hesitated. "Do you suppose Shadow would help?"
"I'm not sure. After all, it is his sister who he'll have to fight." Tails pointed out. Kat shrugged.
Suddenly, the front door burst open and Tails heard Simon the Panda call for Sonic and Shadow.
Tails frowned and started towards the hallway. Kat followed, tipping her hat over her eyes, shadowing her facial features.
"What's going on?" Tails demanded. Then he noticed Simon didn't have his sweater on and he had also brought someone along with him.
"Willow...?" Tails breathed. Not only was he surprised that his old friend and ali had turned up, but also the state he was in. The panther's entire left arm had been ripped open, white bits of bone peeking out from the flesh.
In a flash, Kat had disappeared from Tails' side, then returned. She was ripping some fabric into long stips. Tails didn't bother to ask where she got the fabric, although he'd venture to say that it was someone's bed liner.
The female fox started wrapping the ribbons around the gash, temporarily closing it. Simon, in the mean while, stumbled down the hallway. He thrust Sonic's bedroom door open and said something, although Tails wasn't really listening. He was paying more attention to Willow and Kat.
"What happened?" Tails asked Willow as Sonic and Shadow raced into the room.
The gray panther didn't look up from Kat as he spoke. "We're in trouble."
"Byrch? But she's dead. She died ten years ago. How is that possible?" Tails was watching Willow with wide eyes.
"One would think so." Willow growled. "I saw my mother, too. She looked as young as the day she died, yet she's been dead for over twenty years. I don't know how, but they we some how resurrected." He pointed at his huge wound. "Byrch saw me and attacked. She must have thought she killed me, because she left."
"Or she was called away." Kat murmured, almost to herself.
Willow glanced at her, then looked back at Tails. "Who is that?"
Tails felt Kat's eyes on his back. She obviously didn't want him telling anyone who she was, not yet.
"Just an old friend. We can all get reacquainted later, though. Now isn't the best time." Tails got up from the couch his was sitting at and walked to the window. He peered outside, looking towards the town that was beyond saving. "They'll be coming over here, won't they?" He asked, although he already knew the answer.
Willow leaned back in the couch. "I think it's safe to assume they are already here." He growled.
Kat stood, too, and walked over to stand beside Tails. She stared out the window for almost a minute, then her facial features hardened under the shadows of her hat.
"We can stop them." Kat announced. She turned to Tails. "Right?"
Tails stared outside, remembering that Willow's mother was a highly trained assassin, as was Byrch.
"Right." He mumbled, not sounding all too positive.
Kat looked at him, her lilac eyes boring into the side of his head. Then she turned back to the window - Just in time to watch one of the houses combust into flames.
Simon saw this and groaned. He set his head in his hands. "We're doomed." He muttered.
Kat opened her mouth to reassure him, but stopped.
Shadow had walked between her and Tails and was looking out the window, his eye glazed.
"Shadow?" Tails asked, worried about his old friend.
But Shadow ignored him. He continued to stare until he eventually said "Do I even have to guess?"
Kat shook her head. "No. It's him."
Shadow's fingers curled around the window sill, the wood splintering.
"What are you guys talking about?" Sonic growled. His little mood swings have gotten slightly better of the years, but they are still there.
"It's Mortuus."
Funny how just two words can make an entire room delve into complete silence.
