A/N- A big thank you goes out to all those who have been following the story thus far. I would especially like to thank my good friend Amras Felagund for all the reviews he has posted. All reviews are deeply appreciated.

Anyway, as promised, this is the first true action-packed chapter. so, sit back and enjoy!

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Chapter 10 - The Chase

Everything around Tails felt warm and breezy. He'd landed somewhere, but he had no idea where he was or how long until the dynamite went off. He sat totally motionless, expecting that any second he'd be deafened by the sound of the dynamite going off and he'd be blown to pieces. But after a few seconds, nothing happened. No explosion, no flames, no nothing. The kit was extremely perplexed by this strange lack of activity. Very slowly, in case he would still be killed, he slid his eyes open.

"What the hell?" Tails thought to himself.

He was facing up into a clear, blue sky, and he could see palm trees passing by as well. Tails then noticed he was lying in between a pair of red leather seats and was lying on red carpeting. Not having even the slightest of clue as to where he was, Tails decided to sit up to see where he was. Tails grabbed hold of one of the seats and slowly pulled himself up. He had just sat all the way up, when...

'KUHGOW'

"AHHHHHHH!" Tails screamed, quickly throwing himself back down to the floor, holding his ears which now seared with pain from the massive discharge. Tails was convinced the dynamite had finally gone off. But something inside his mind told him to open his eyes. When he did, he saw a huge, silver handgun over one of the red seats. And if that wasn't enough, Tails was absolutely dumb-struck when the face of a blue hedgehog with a small stream of blood running down its forehead appeared over the back of the seat as well.

"Who the hell are you!?" the hedgehog shouted.

"D-D-D-Don't shoot me! I'm Miles Prower! I'm a kid!" the frightened kitsune stuttered out.

The roar of an engine interrupted the two of them. The hedgehog shot a look over his shoulder and quickly ducked down as a crescendo of multiple sub-machine guns being fired rang out. For a few seconds Tails sat with his ears covered and his eyes closed tightly. When the shots subsided, he opened his eyes and saw the hedgehog sit back up and make a sharp left turn. The force of the turn threw Tails up against the side of what he now knew was a car. Another round of bullets started tearing up the pavement and even ricocheted off the car. When the gunshots stopped, the blue face appeared over the seat again.

"How did you get in here?" he asked.

"I'm not too sure where 'here' is, but I really don't think you want to know."

"Alight. Just get down, stay flat, close your eyes, and don't move! Got it!?" he shouted and yet another wave of bullets began to catch up to them.

Tails made a quick OK sign with his hand and did exactly as he was told. Though he couldn't see anything, Tails could feel the g-forces of the car as it shot around corners and weaved back and forth to dodge the onslaught of bullets. Not only that, but there were large explosions that kept occurring every so often. Even though the fox had his hands covering his ears as tight as he could, each blast caused his ears to throb with pain. For a few seconds, the car seemed to straighten out, even slowing up a bit. Then Tails heard the massive handgun fire off again.

'KUHGOW'

The shock wave of the shot rattled through Tails' ribcage. It also caused him to flinch at the sheer sound of it. It was truly terrifying.

'KUHGOW' 'KUHGOW' 'KUHGOW'

Between the repeated shots from the gun overhead and the strange activity of the car, Tails couldn't stand keeping his eyes shut anymore. Tails opened his eyes to see what was going on, but just as quickly as he opened his cyan eyes, he began to wish he hadn't. The hedgehog had turned completely around in his seat, aiming his gun at whoever was pursuing them. Since both hands were on his gun, the hedgehog used one foot to control the wheel and one to control the pedals. A lightning-like feeling shot through Tails' nerves and his veins ran cold at the sight before him.

"You're... you're driving with NO HANDS!" Tails squeaked, a note of terror leaking out, causing his voice to crack slightly.

'KUHGOW' "You figure that one all by yourself?" the hedgehog snidely remarked. 'KUHGOW'

Tails was far too freaked out to acknowledge the rude comment.

"BUT! How can you-"

'KUHGOW'

"If you think it's easy, think again. 'KUHGOW' You have to practice lot... 'KUHGOW' But most importantly... 'KUHGOW' Never EVER do it... 'KUHGOW' in heavy traffic..."

'KUHGOW'

With the final shot, Tails heard a man yelp in pain. In the rear view mirror, he saw a body flying through the air and crash through the windshield of an ice cream truck with a lit stick of dynamite in his hand. The truck was blown to pieces, sending bits of shrapnel and flaming debris in every direction. At that very moment, Tails got a good look at who was pursuing them in the rear view mirror. It was one very familiar looking red pick-up truck. But before he could make any sense of what he was seeing, Tails saw a man in the back of the truck throw his arms up then fall face first on the roof of the truck. An ice cream cone grotesquely protruded from the back of the goon's head.

The hedgehog, still driving with no hands, smiled at what he saw.

"Well, I guess I 'iced' that guy," he said happily as he spun around to take control of the wheel, "to 'cone' a phrase."

Apparently, the remaining goons weren't phased by losing two men. They immediately opened fire on the Bonneville. Tails ducked down as low as he could. But at this point, the kit's mind seemed to reactivate and began to analyze everything that had just happened.

"The bad puns... the voices... the music... the incredible stunts..." Tails quietly said out loud.

Suddenly, Tails came to a realization.

"This is happening... This is all REALLY happening..."

Tails' intellectual thoughts were cut short by a thud right next to him. He raised his head up and found himself face to face with a stick of dynamite on the back seat. Tails' eyes shot wide-open and he almost started to hyperventilate. Beads of sweat also started to form on the little fox's forehead.

"No... this is NOT happening..."

Tails noticed the fuse on the explosive. It was half-way done.

"Oh shit!... This is so not hap-"

Tails stopped talking when he suddenly saw the hedgehog's hand darting around the back seat, frantically searching for the dynamite. The car began to oscillate violently back and forth, sending both Tails and the dynamite flying around the back seat. Before Tails could even grab onto anything, he heard the tires squeal and the car was turned to the right. With no time to react, Tails was thrown to the left wall of the car as the car tilted upward and began to ride on its to left tires. A quick glance revealed to Tails that the hedgehog had somehow managed to get the car up on two wheels. Another glance ahead revealed that they were headed straight for a reversing gas truck.

"WOOOOAAAAH!" Tails yelled as he tried with all his might to keep from falling out of the car. Tails suddenly remembered the dynamite. He looked up to find it falling straight at him. He quickly reached up and caught it when it was about a foot in front of him. Frozen in fear, the orange fox noticed that there was about an inch left on the fuse. It was at that exact moment the hedgehog reached back and pulled the dynamite away from Tails and snuffed out the fuse between his fingers. The car then proceeded ti pass right behind the gas truck and then slam back down to the ground. Behind them, the red pick-up's path was now blocked by the gas truck. The Bonneville performed a power slide around another corned and was now headed towards a bridge. At that exact moment, the AC-DC song stopped.

"Aw man! We need some more tunes!" the hedgehog said with a bit of a whine.

Tails decided to take the chance of getting off the floor. He got up and sat down on the hot leather seat as the blue hedgehog opened the glove compartment and pulled out another mini-disc and put it in his player. He also put the stick of dynamite in the glove compartment and shut it. Another hard-rock song began to blast from the car speakers as they began to cross the bridge. They had barely traveled fifteen feet across when about half-way across the bridge a black minivan slammed on its breaks and stopped with its side facing them.

"NOW what!?" the hedgehog growled.

He soon got his answer. The side door slid open and a goon on a rig with a mini-gun was revealed. The huge gun unleashed a barrage of bullets that blew a canal through the asphalt right at the Bonneville. Tails had barely registered the minivan when he felt the car whip to the left. When he spun his head to see what was going on, an enormous distress droplet formed on the back of the kit's head. They were heading towards the edge of the bridge at high speed. Before Tails could even scream, the car smashed through concrete barrier and began to free-fall towards the ground. Far below them was a giant aqueduct drain channel.

Tails snapped forward and clung to the passenger seat in front of him and began to yell in horror. A few seconds later, the Bonneville slammed down onto the sloped side of the channel and drove on undamaged. They shot across to the other side of the channel, cutting through giant puddles as the did so. Behind them, the black minivan had just driven through a fence and down the side of the channel, chasing after them. Up ahead of them on another bridge, the red pick-up had showed up. The goons inside it wasted no time rattling off more shots from their sub-machine guns.

"Man, these guys don't wanna give up!" the hedgehog commented with a smirk.

The car make a quick turn to the right and sped up the sloped side. They reached the top in no time. At these speeds, Tails knew all too well they were going airborne.

"NOT AGAAAAIIIIN!" Tails shrieked.

At the last second, the blue hedgehog threw the steering wheel hard to the left. This made the car have enough momentum when it went airborne to do a barrel roll through the air. Tails' face went from yellow-orange to green as they flipped through the air. With a hard impact, the car landed on the rear end of a tractor-trailer. The hedgehog floored the gas. The Bonneville raced forward, drove over the cab of the truck, and landed perfectly on the ground. For the moment, they had evaded both the minivan and pickup truck.