Characters Thus Far:

Miles 'Tails' Prower – Foxnapped

Marvelous St. Vanderburgh – Another unconscious pink hedgehog. Probably karma

Vanessa St. Vanderburgh – Textbook definition of a Masochist

A/N: R&R plz. Other than that, enjoy.


Have you ever taken a bullet to the head and survived? With the bullet still stuck somewhere in your cranial membrane? And it just so happens to be on fire? That's how Tails would describe the pain he was feeling at that moment. Whatever ordeal he had been through, he was relieved he was still alive, but also wishing that he weren't. His whole body felt numb, his muscles ached, and his hearing fading in and out. Though, the only thing he could hear were faint whispering noises. In fact, all he could do was hear. His sight was completely gone, and his arms and legs wouldn't respond to any commands either. His tails barely responded to him at all, and simply put, this was not the kind of situation he wanted to be in.

But besides his own plight, one other matter constantly plagued his mind with worry. The fate of the pink hedgehog he watched electrocuted right before his eyes. Was she alright? What became of her after he passed out? Marvel was tough, and he knew that, but nothing had prepared him for what had happened then. Or the way he felt when the girl could barely raise a scream before she sank to her knees and collapsed. Whatever happened he had to find her, but a more pressing matter crept up to him. Tails felt something soft run up his stomach, tickling him, and were it the time for it; maybe it would have invoked a small giggle out of him. But at that moment, all he could sense was uneasiness. Soon, the boy found his chest pounded by a great amount of weight, as if someone had suddenly decided to jump on top of him. He wouldn't be so shocked to learn that's exactly what happened. In an instant, Tails got that feeling he usually had whenever Marvel was close to him. And by close, he meant right on top of him. It had happened on more than one occasion, so he knew the sensation well. The heavy, yet light weight of a girl's body. The way her legs straddled his chest. The heat emanating from her lower regions. Except there was one disturbing exception this time around. It wasn't Marvel.

"Hey…can you hear me…?" A very familiar voice whispered into his ear.

"Mrmmmru" A garbled language came of his mouth. He found it increasingly hard to speak, like someone had taken an axe to his vocal cords. But once they straightened out, he began to speak clearer. "Who…What…"

"Oh good, I thought I actually killed you that time. That wouldn't be any fun." The girl on top of him breathed a sigh of relief, which he could easily feel.

"Huh…kill…? What…happened!? Where am I!? Why can't I see anything!?" Tails began getting worked up. He tried to straighten out his arms, but whatever was holding him down, it was holding him down good. His sudden thrashing about earned him a quick and painful reminder of who was in charge of the situation. His body arched off the cold metal slab and slammed back down; his teeth clenched. Breathing heavily, he realized that there was something pressing against his right ribcage; a single finger. And by now, he knew the pain whenever he was shocked. And only one person had done before what had just happened to him. "You…you're the girl…from…"

"Bingo." The accented voice said again. "And if you rather not get another jolt, I'd try not to struggle."

"Quiet why? What did you do to me? What did you do to Marvel? Where is she? Where is-GAH!"

"I said be quiet." The girl grew annoyed, pressing her finger to his collarbone this time and sending another wave of intense pain through the fox boy's body. "And I have a name, you know. It's Vanessa. But in this instance, you may call me mistress."

"Why would I call you misTAAAAAA!"

"Did I say you could talk?"

"Just what dO YOU WANT FROM MEEEOOOOWW!"

"Still haven't caught on." Vanessa laughed. "I can do this all day. But I'm not sure I can bring you back from cardiac arrest a second time."

"What…do…" Tails tried to speak, but his rapid breathing and the unbearable pain he felt all throughout his body made it difficult beyond measure. "What do you want from me…"

"Feel this?" The snow white fox said, pressing a finger to his thigh. A second later, Tails felt the feeling in his already feeling-less leg to completely disappear, followed by the feeling of it being doused in molten hot lava. Which, as anyone would guess, caused a very, very loud reaction. "That was 50 Milliamps. And this?" She said again, doing the same to his other leg. "That was 120. Would you care to see what happens if I tried 1000?"

"No…just…stop…" The twin tailed fox was at his limit. He had never been tortured before, not even by his greatest enemies. At least, not this way. The method this girl used was just unbearable. Judging by the pain in his body, and by her earlier mention, she must have been doing this to him for hours. And she showed no signs of slowing down, or that she wasn't enjoying it. But one thing she probably got a kick out of, was sending her right hand full force into the side of his face. Getting slapped by a girl wouldn't be so bad, if at the same time it didn't send 100mA of current through your teeth.

"I'll stop when I've had enough. Who are you to order me around anyway? Last time I checked, I'm not the one chained to a table."

"You…sadistic…" Tails muttered. This only seemed to please the girl, as he felt the motion of her body lean forward, until he felt that she was hovering just above his face. He could feel her chilling stare, and her smooth, calm breaths directly over his nose. His body didn't know whether it should be aroused, or be completely terrified. But that didn't stop it from emitting the slightest shake every time she inched closer. All he could do was anticipate her next form of punishment. Would she shock his heart next? Or maybe she'd shock him somewhere a little more personal? Maybe she wouldn't shock him at all. Maybe she'd start using tools on him. There were endless possibilities, and these ones, he couldn't see. Just then, Tails felt the weight of the girl disappear, as she hopped from his body and paced away from him.

"I'm much more of a Masochist."

"Is there really a difference!?"

"Quite."

"Whatever! What do you want with me?!"

"My answer for that is simple, really. I want you to learn a lesson."

"A lesson? You torture me...for a lesson!?" Tails found the girl's answer even more maddening. However, Vanessa crossed her arms and grinned.

"What if I told you that your little girlfriend was keeping a very big secret from you?"

"What secret could Marvel possibly be keeping that warrants all this!?"

"Said it yourself."

"I Should have known..."

"Let me make one thing clear to you." Vanessa said, walking over to him. Tails stiffened as she got close, not knowing what she could be trying to pull next. Suddenly, he heard the sounds of a button being pressed on the side of the metal slab that suspended him in the air. Then, he found himself slowly moving into a seating posture, his wrists and ankles still bound to the arms and legs of the now metal chair-like structure that supported him. A moment later, the blindfold from his eyes was removed, exposing him to a dim lit room. He blinked over and over again, as his eyes found it difficult to even focus. The walls and floor were all some sort of burgundy velvet material, and there were numerous candles lit amongst the enormous chandelier on the ceiling directly above him. With all the black marble finishes and numerous, expensive furniture, it looked like something straight out of a wealthy home magazine. Though he found that his vision was still hazy, he could clearly see the white fox girl, who leaned over him as she pushed the blindfold onto his forehead.

Tails had only managed to catch long distance glimpses of her before, and a close up just before she zapped him. Even then, the situation really wasn't geared toward him taking the time to admire someone who may or may not have been trying to kill him. But just then, he found himself blushing at the beautiful girl lingering over him. Should he have felt guilty for doing so? Probably. "Make w-what clear?"

Vanessa chuckled, taking her rightful place as mistress on the boy's lap, and swinging her legs over the side of the of the chair. She wrapped her right arm around his neck and drew circles on his chest, which, for the amount of silent prayers going through his head, didn't end in electrocution. But Tails could definitely feel his fur standing on end. Mostly due to the fact that wherever her finger traced, there was a small arc of electricity connecting with the surface of his body. Like one of those electric balls that kids played with. "What should have happened to you the night you met Marvelous."

"You're not making any sense..."

"A girl you've never met before, claims you're someone you're not, knows you inside and out. And I don't mean just know you, I mean she knows you. She knows what buttons to push to piss you off, what to do to make you happy. Your likes and dislikes. Every facet of your being. Doesn't any of that seem...off to you?

"Well…" Tails thought about it. Vanessa more or less had something going. "I don't know…"

"The hero and the crossbow. The love lost, and the hopeful romance. Please, give me a break. Can you even say that everything she said made sense to you?"

"Wait, how do you even know what she said to me!?"

"Tch." Vanessa scoffed. "She's my sister. I've listened to her repulsive voice enough to know what trash spews out of it every now and then."

"Sister!?" Tails said in major disbelief. "Marvel's your sister!?"

"Is it not obvious?"

"No!"

"Hmph. Who'd have guessed. I thought the accents were clear giveaways."

You couldn't really blame the fox for being surprised. On one hand, you had Marvel. Your average, ditzy, accident prone teenager with a knack for getting into trouble. And on the other, you had this girl, Vanessa. Someone with a sick fetish for electrocuting people and, surprisingly, the same choice in fashion as the other girl. But when Tails thought about it, certain instances he could see adding up. The way they moved during their fight at the carnival. The fact that they simply knew one another could also be an argument. But above all, it would have had to be that they both exhibited strange abilities. Just like Marvel's ability to use Chaos Control at any given moment in time, and Vanessa's unreal talent for randomly generating electricity seemed out of this world. "If Marvel's supposed to be your sister, why did you attack her back then? And why did you kidnap me?"

"All siblings fight. She simply ruined a certain 'investment' of mine. I was getting even, and you just happened to turn into collateral."

"I don't even know you!"

"And you know her?"

"I…uh..."

"Face it. She's a complete mystery to you. Everything she does, everything she is...shrouded in a blanket of deceit. She's got you wrapped around her finger and you couldn't even see it. And to think, you might not even be in this situation right now had she decided to make mention of her violent elder sister. Can you disagree with that, boy?"

"…No…" Tails said in realization that the other fox was more or less right. "But that doesn't justify what you did to her!."

"And what if she lied to you?"

"I don't see a reason why she would!"

"She told you exactly what she wanted you to hear. And now, this whole time, you've been flirting with death and you didn't even know it."

"I've been what? What are you talking about?"

"You're not the first to hear her sugared words. But you may be the last."

"Not the first?"

"Have you ever heard of the term Spatial Diffuse Reflection?"

"Well…vaguely. I remember someone I know, a walrus named Rotor, mentioned that when you place an object in-between an infinite number of mirrors, the object remains the only constant, while everything else around it can shift depending on where its reflection is located on a different mirror."

"Well done, you've earned yourself a treat."

"I'm not an anim…wait…"

"Hasn't it ever occurred to you, a so called Freedom Fighter, that your group has traveled the world many times over, yet you have never encountered a person quite like my sister and I? You're well aware of her abilities, and I think you're more than aware of mine. I'm sure we would have appeared on someone's radar by now."

"You're not wrong.." Tails realized what she was saying. Marvel had often said things, certain sentences that she sometimes never finished. Most of the things she did and said rarely made sense either. But here this girl was, speaking of things that he couldn't find a way to argue with. Was she really telling him the truth? "Valid observation."

"One simple reason to that, really." Vanessa said, cupping his chin in her palm and staring into his eyes. "It's because both Marvelous and myself are not from this planet."

"What!?" Tails yelled in disbelief.

"My mistake. What I meant to say was, we're not even from this dimension at all."

"Dimensional anomalies? But...how is that possible?"

"Because you made it possible." The girl said, spreading a wicked grin.

"How do I have anything to do with this?"

"Oh, it's all about you, I'm afraid."

"Will you just tell me what you're talking about alreeeaaaaDDDYYYEEOOW!." The boy found himself once again subjected to a painful treat by the girl on his lap.

"Yell in my face one more time and I'll rip out your tongue and use it as an sanitary napkin."

"Fine...just..."

"Pay attention to what I'm telling you." Vanessa said, shoving his head back. "The world we herald from, Alsatia, is a world created by the infinite number of negative energies given off by both your world, Mobius of the Prime Zone, and your direct opposite, Moebius. Those energies make not only the entire planet, but the whole universe extremely unstable."

"Cosmic energies given off by our dimensions? What does that have to do with this?"

"Did you really think all of the trouble you endured was due to blind luck? Take a look at what each of your worlds have done. Not just these two, but there are countless other dimensions. You've no doubt run into a number of your dimensional counterparts before, have you not?"

"Yeah, I did." Tails said, recounting his not-so-fond memory of fighting a certain mammoth.

"Each time the barrier, the mirror as you put it before, is broken, it causes massive amounts of energy to be released into the Multi-verses. And energy, as you know, has to travel somewhere. Every time such an event has happened, it ruined the very fabric of our universe. Alsatia was created just because of those energies flowing out of control. It is a world created by chaos, that lives and breathes to only sew more seeds of destruction and ruin."

"That sounds pretty bad alright."

"Now, it seems the fabric of time and space have been sodomized, and it's affected every living being on the planet's surface. You know how each world has its counter-version of a particular being. Because of these imbalances in our world, these counter-versions tend to develop certain...defects."

"W-what do you mean?" Tails didn't like the way she had said that.

"My sister...she's a beautiful girl, wouldn't you say so? But I bet her presence makes you feel uneasy. Is it because she resembles someone else you're acquainted with?"

The clues were all there for Tails to put together. And as he pieced the puzzle, his eyes continually grew wider. It was beginning to all make sense. This girl's sudden astrological moon language was finally beginning to solve that stigma he had always placed on Marvel. That strange feeling he got whenever he looked at her, or whenever he tried to figure her out, but couldn't. Her stamina and strength. Her sudden and severe mood swings. The way she sometimes behaved insanely. Even her contentment on following him around. They were all characteristics of certain pink hedgehogs that Tails had the pleasure of working with one, and fearing for his life from her insane counterpart. "Then that would make her..."

"She never told you her full name, has she?"

"She's never even said my name…"

"My sister and I are not related by birth. We were adopted, along with four others. All of them were byproducts of the multiverses spinning out of control. As such, they all exhibit strange and unique powers, and even more so, very unstable personalities. I don't know what my real name is. Or if I ever had one. Marvelous, on the other hand, was given her name by her biological parents. That name was Marvelous Rose."

"Marvelous…Rose…?" Tails felt a sudden chill come over him. "So she is Amy!"

"More like she, and a certain psychopath of the same name." Vanessa corrected him. She grew excited, now seeing the fox boy under her began to sweat.

"This is all too…unbelievable! How did...did we somehow cause this too?"

"Are you asking me, or are you trying to convince yourself?"

"Did the events of our dimension cause her to turn out like that? I can't believe something like that is just..."

"I had trouble first believing it wasn't butter either. But then you taste it, and, sure enough, it is."

"Then…what would that make you? If Marvel was created as a byproduct of both Amy and Rosy's negative energies, then who are you?"

"It should be pretty obvious..." Vanessa said, narrowing her eyes and smiling.

"You're supposed to be me!?"

"No."

"You said it was obvious! What else was I supposed to think!?"

"In case you haven't noticed, I only have one tail."

"Not to mention the snow white look..."

"Trust me. You're better off not knowing."

"All of this…" Tails lowered his head. Suddenly, he let a small laugh escape his mouth. "All of this is really something. First the party…then Marvel…everything that's happened to me since that night…I nearly die in a restroom, I get kidnapped and tortured by a sadistic girl I don't even know! And now that same girl tells me all of this too! why me? Why did everything have to happen to me! JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ONNNNAAAAWWWWWW!

Vanessa exhaled deeply, removing her fingernail from the boy's chest, and relieving him of the pain that came with being shocked again. "Did anyone ever tell you that you yell a lot? I mean, a lot. Nevermind the fact that you're whining like a little bitch."

"First all of that, and now this? Just what am I supposed to believe anymore?"

"If you would just stop whining and listen."

"Haven't I been doing that this whole time!?"

"No. You've also been restrained and electrocuted. Fun for me, really, but not so much for yourself. Wouldn't you agree?"

"OBVIOUSLY!"

"History lesson is over then. It's high time I let you in on that little secret." Vanessa said, tapping her finger against one of the steel cables that bound his wrists. "I think you'll find it most interesting."

"What? Why are you...?" Tails grew aggravated. "You put me through all that just to let me go?"

"I was just having fun earlier. But the mood is definitely gone now."

"You said you were originally going to kill me!"

"And Marvelous said the same thing when you found her in your bed, did she not?"

"She only said that one time! Wait, how do you even know that?"

"Old habits die hard."

"There's no way I'm going to listen to you after that! Sure, what you're saying sounds plausible! But how do I even know I can trust you after everything you did? You destroyed the Carnival, you tortured me, and for someone's sister, you had no hesitation in dropping her to the ground! How am I possibly supposed to trust you!?"

Vanessa sighed, sliding off of him and onto her feet. "Well, what if I told you that all of your dimensional counterparts are dead, and you're next?"