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(WPOV)
"Hello, Wyatt." Blaze says coolly. I gulp and slowly back up into the computer console.
Er, I'm fucked, aren't I?
Yup.
Shit… I sigh in my head. "So… how did you guys find me?"
Blaze sighs and pushes some of her silky brown bangs out of her face. "Oh, it was tricky at first. The first day we spent looking for you in our time in both Sonic's and my dimensions. After that failed, it was easy to assume that you simply went to your own time."
"Clever." I say. Blaze's eyes narrow.
"Being a suck up won't save you at this point." She says dryly. I give her a sheepish grin, and she continues. "Anyways, so we came to your time and stole your mother's SUV. From there we were at a loss, until news reports came on about the fires on the interstate. So we got a map and marked all of the locations where the fires were reported, and found a trail leading northeast. We reached Fairview just a few hours after you did. Then, there was that incident in the dream world…"
"Dream world?" Johnny asks skeptically.
"We'll explain later." Blaze and I say simultaneously, not looking away from each other. "So the question is… what happens at this point…?" she asks. I stare into her eyes, almost scared…
"THERE THEY ARE!" our silence is broken by the sound of the doors crashing open and three security guards streaming in. As if on instinct, Blaze and I sweep our hands from left to right, forming a fiery shockwave that sends them flying into the wall. They're all out cold. Then, we're suddenly jolted by a blaring alarm resonating through the building.
"You idiot, what did you do?" Blaze shouts while covering her ears.
"I didn't do anything! We have to get out of here!" I shout over the noise.
"Nicole!" Blaze shouts. I see the human Nicole zoom out of the computer screen and into Blaze's back pocket. A few seconds later, Anti comes out and heads into my phone.
"Anti, there's no time to get back in the vent! How do we get out of here?" I shout.
"Head out of the double doors, out of security, then down a floor, then to the right!" Anti shouts back.
"Blaze, Johnny, follow me!" I shout. They both nod, our previous run in completely forgotten, and sprint alongside me out the double doors to the server room. We're suddenly faced with a whole swarm of men dressed in full riot gear. Holy shit, they're coming in hard…
"I'm gonna patch you into their comms!" Anti says. A few seconds later, static fills my earpiece, followed by voices.
"It's Evans! And Jackson! There's also an unknown accomplice. Get in there and get them before they get away!" A man's voice shouts.
"We've sent a riot team in there. We should have him in a matter of minutes." comes the reply. I growl. We are not going down that easy. I slip of my shoes and hand them to Blaze.
"Hold these!"
"Why?"
"Just do it!" I shout. Blaze quickly takes my shoes. I then grab both of them by the arms and focus my powers…
WHOOSH! I rocket over the heads of the men, the flames shooting out of my bare feet acting like pocket rockets. We land hard on the other side, and I take back my shoes.
"Holy shit, did you see that?" one of the men says over the comms. Blaze and Johnny give me an equally bewildered look.
"How did you…?" Johnny starts, but I silence him.
"No time! RUN!" I order and take off down the hall to the stairs. I fling open the door and allow Blaze and Johnny to pass. I shut the door behind us. Blaze raises her hand and clenches it into a fist. The door handle and all of the inner workings melt instantaneously.
"That should slow 'em down." She says. We turn and take the stairs three at a time before arriving at the first floor. We sprint past a scarred looking night receptionist and head out into the cool October air. Unfortunately, there's no time for sight-seeing, because we hear a lot of police sirens growing nearer.
"We have to split up!" Johnny says hurriedly. We all nod.
"What about you?" Blaze asks, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"I'll be fine…" I say. We gaze into each other's eyes, and then slowly lean forward. Our lips are just inches from touching when ten police cars swing around the corner. "GO! GO! GO!" I shout, shoving Blaze towards the SUV. Johnny jumps behind the wheel, and she jumps into the passenger seat. She gives me one last look of longing before Johnny puts the pedal to the metal and zooms off down the street. I see five of the police cars peel off and chase them down. The other five create a semi-circle around me, with the FBI building to my back. As if God himself is just being a complete asshole today, the riot team from earlier slowly files out of the doors behind me, their weapons aimed. I scowl and slowly raise my hands.
I am so fucked…
(JPOV)
(Kick Start My Heart- Mötley Crüe- You know what, I think I'll just go back to the old soundtrack system. Sound good?)
(Song beginning.)
(JPOV)
I don't hesitate. As soon as Blaze's door slams shut, I put my foot down as far as it can go. My tires squeal before gripping the asphalt, and I zoom down the street. At the corner is a busy four-way intersection.
(YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAH!)
I jerk the wheel to the right, and then hold it left, causing me to drift across the intersection and dodge an oncoming truck. I straighten out and take off down the oncoming lane of the street to the right.
(When I get high, I get high on speed.)
I dodge oncoming traffic, weaving from left to right. I gotta find a chance to get in the right lane, or we're screwed!
CRASH! One of the five police cars chasing us gets unlucky. He clips a vehicle, causing him to lose control and go sailing into a store front.
(Top fuel funny car's a drug for me! My heart, my heart, kick start my heart!)
I find a narrow gap in the traffic and take it. Blaze yelps from beside me, horns blare, and headlights blind me as I slice through the gap and into the right lane. I glance behind me and see the cops trying to find their own exit.
Wait, how the hell is this music playing?
(Always got the cops coming after me.)
I overtake a BMW and gun it straight down the street.
(My custom built bike doing 103.)
"WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO DRIVE LIKE THIS?" Blaze asks in surprise as I weave through the traffic while flooring it.
(My heart! My heart! Kick start my heart!)
"Grand Theft Auto!" I call back and hook a left at a four-way intersection. It was a red light, so cars were still moving through. I hear another crash as a taxi ploughs through another pursuer. That leaves three. They manage to make it through, coming after me with their lights blazing.
(Oh, are you ready girls?)
"Hit that ramp!" Blaze orders, pointing ahead to some road work on the left side of the street. There appears to be a large hole in the ground where they've excavated. In front of that hole is a large earth mound. I hesitate, but then gun it straight towards the base of the make-shift ramp.
(Oh, are you ready now?)
I hit the ramp at 105 MPH and go soaring into the air.
(Oh… Yeah… Kick start my heart! Give it a start!)
The large SUV sails over the massive gap. Bystanders stand, transfixed by the event. All three of the cop cars have to slam on their breaks and search for a way around the obstruction.
(Oh… Yeah… Baby!)
We land hard on the other side. The vehicle's shocks weren't meant for stunts, so we hear a loud crash as the undercarriage slams into the ground. I glance at Blaze. She looks okay for the most part. I put my foot down and take off down the road.
(Oh… Yeah… Kick start my heart! Hope it never stops!)
I drift around a corner, ignoring the blasts from car horns. Ahead of me is an open stretch, so I take it.
(Oh… Yeah… Baby!)
As I near the end of the street, five more police cars and a fuckin' helicopter block my path. I slam on my brakes and turn back the way I came. I hear the police behind me giving chase. I take a right at the end of the street, overtake a moving van, and then gun it down an alley, cutting him off. Two of the cars zoom past, but three are smart enough to follow me in. Luckily, the helicopter is forced to go higher to avoid ramming into a building.
(Sky dive naked from an aero-plane.)
Blaze raises her hand and clenches it into a fist. The supports holding up a large set of scaffolding melt and the whole structure topples down on the rear car.
(Or a lady with a body from outer-space.)
Up ahead, I'm forced to hook a left. Up ahead is a massive brick wall with a huge hole in it, revealing the empty office space beyond. I grit my teeth and push my speed up slightly, aiming at the large glass store-front windows on the other side.
(My heart! My heart! Kick start my heart!)
I fly through the office, tearing through everything in my path and smashing through the windows. Once I'm out on the street, I jerk the wheel and drift to my right. I look back and see the two cars from earlier, followed by the two that came out of the alley. To make matters worse, the three cars that I lost are now back.
(I've got trouble- trouble in my eyes.)
"Go straight, I have a plan!" Blaze orders, pointing down the road. I obey, going back up to ninety-two miles per hour. Blaze balls her hand into a fist again, and this time causes a whole fucking billboard to fall down behind us. This effectively gets rid of hour pursuers.
(I'm just looking for another good time.)
"Oh shit." I mumble when I see the chopper's spotlight in my rear-view mirror.
(My heart! My heart! Kick start my heart!)
Both of us release breaths we didn't even realize we were holding when the helicopter suddenly goes away. Blaze gives me a destination, and I lower my speed and merge into regular traffic.
(Song end.)
"Everyone head back to the rally point." Blaze says into her communicator, laying back in her seat…
(WPOV)
I scowl and slowly raise my hands.
I am so fucked…
Seriously, how the hell am I going to get out of this one? Last time I checked, I ain't no fuckin' Houdini!
"Get on the ground, sir!" An officer grunts, nudging me. That's when I take my chance. I reach back, grab his wrist, and then twist it. I hear a loud pop and a scream of pain, meaning I broke it, and then fling him in front of the other shooters. Since they're unable to shoot, I'm able to hop into the air and bring my fist down on the pavement. My fist strikes, causing a massive, fiery shockwave to shoot out in all directions, sending the riot team and police flying. I don't take time to make sure that they're okay and haul ass to the right.
"Into that alley!" Anti orders. I hook a right into the space just as I hear shots ring out. A wall of bullets slams into the brick where my body used to be. I'm now in the same alley that I used to get on the roof earlier. I take the same route to the roof as last time, and then jump from there to the next roof over, landing in a roll. I begin running just as armed police officers kick down the doors on the roof of the building I just left. I slide under a set of pipes as bullets ping off of it, making ricochet noises and sending sparks flying. I turn right behind a large AC unit, giving me adequate cover. It covers me all the way to the edge of the building, where I take another leap off the building. This time, I'm not so lucky. The street here is much wider than I anticipated. There's no fucking way I'm gonna make it across!
"GRAB THE BANNER, YOU DUMB FUCK!" Anti shouts at me. I search frantically and find one of those banners that they hang across streets to advertise. I grab onto the cable, feeling myself decelerate. I let out a sigh of relief and begin traversing, going hand over hand, the large gap.
SNAP!Fuck.
"HOOOOOOLYYYYYYY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" I scream in terror as the anchors supporting the banner snap off of their bearings. I got swinging down, then up as the cable pulls taught. I find myself swinging right towards the windows of an apartment complex. I clench my eyes shut. This is going to hurt like a bitch!
CRASH! I slam through a large balcony door, and am dimly aware of stumbling across carpet before I skid to a stop. I look up and see the ceiling of an apartment. I pull myself up to a sitting position and am met with the bewildered stares of a small family, sitting on their couch. I mutter a quick apology and run out the door, heading towards the stairs. I ascend to the roof, where I find a small gap in between this building and the next. I take off in a sprint, when suddenly…
"GOTCHA!"
"GOD DAMNIT!"
CRASH! THUD!
"OW!"
WHACK! POP! CRACK!
"AH!" I shout as the young blonde haired boy pins me to the ground.
"I got you! Finally!" he shouts in triumph. My jaw drops.
"Tails?"
"Yup!"
"How-?"
"Blaze had us set up a perimeter."
"Ah." I say. "But get off! I've got every cop in the city after me!"
"Fine, let's get back to Blaze-"
"STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" A man's voice commands from a loud speaker system. Suddenly, I'm blinded by a bright spotlight, and hear nothing but the roar of a helicopter. Tails and I quickly hop up and run for the edge. We jump, easily making the gap and rolling on the other side.
"WHAT NOW?" Tails asks as we run.
"HIDE!"
"WELL THAT NARROWS IT DOWN!" he yells back sarcastically. At the edge of the roof, we skid to a halt. Down below us are the black waters of the Potomac river. I glance back and see the helicopter approaching and see multiple SWAT team members kick down the door to the roof. I slip off my shoes…
"DON'T MOVE!"
"ON YOUR KNEES NOW!"
"WE'LL SHOOT!"
"Wyatt, what are you-?" WHOOSH! "EEEEEEIK!"
"HOLD ON!"
"I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE…!"
(BPOV)
I pace furiously back and forth. By now the whole team has reassembled at the SUV, save for Tails and Wyatt. Last I heard of Tails, he said he'd found him, but I haven't heard anything since.
"Blaze, I've just got word from Anti. They're fine. They had a horde of officers on their tail, but they managed to make it out okay. They're already on their way to Detroit." Nicole informs me, causing me, and Marine, to sigh in relief…
(One hour later…)
"Stay on this road until we find a cheap motel" I tell Johnny. A few minutes go by, and we're all lost in thought. What could they possibly want in Detroit, I wonder?
We reach the motel, and rent a few rooms. I slip into the bed next to Amy and am instantly asleep. I have a lot of questions for Wyatt…
(WPOV)
I look back at the sleeping boy, curled up on the blanket I gave him, and lay down on my own bedroll. All is quiet in the small clearing in the middle of the woods, and the only sounds are Tails' light snoring and the crackling of the fire. I stare into the flames, using my mind to create different shapes with it, and feel myself fall into a deep slumber…
(…)
When my eyes snap open, I find myself sitting on top of the usual hill in the middle of the meadow. I look beside me and see Blaze. She gives me a solemn look, and her ears droop. I feel my own do the same.
"I'm sorry." We both say at the same time, which tends to happen a lot when you share minds.
"No, I'm sorry. It was all my fault." We say again, pointing to our chests. I pause to let Blaze speak.
"If I hadn't over-reacted, none of this would've happened." She says.
"If I hadn't done it in the first place, none of this would have happened." I respond. Before I know it, I'm pulled into a rib crushing hug. Blaze buries her muzzle into the crook of my neck. I reach up behind her and scratch her ear, causing a deep purr to emanate out of her.
"I love you…" we say simultaneously. Blaze pulls away and leans forward just an inch. My own head inches forward. Our lips just barely brush each other before we both start glowing gold, and then disappear, meaning that we're waking up…
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