This, my loyal readers, is what my story started out as. Basically, this version would have had Tyler and Lucas experience all of pop culture coming to life, and replacing most humans. Famous people would still be around, and Bill Murray probably would have made a cameo at one point.
I'm writing this book as a survivor. I'm not sure why, but I am. I out ran the Wave, and this book will explain it all. I think I'll start my story before it all happened.
Day Negative Three
It started as a rather stormy day. I had brushed my teeth, gotten dressed and made some toast for breakfast. I was still tired, having been up all night recording. You see, I was a very well-known person. I run a popular web show with my co-host, Lucas, and live alone. I really don't want to tell why I live by myself, as that's a completely different story. I was also a respected retrogamer. Anyway, I was half-asleep all morning, so I didn't notice much difference from yesterday, or the day before. Or even the day before that. It wasn't until I walked out on the porch that I realized something was very wrong. Something very different from everyday of my life since I was born. The usually very busy highway near my house was empty. There were no cars at all. In fact, I couldn't see any activity other than my own. No birds, no people.
I began thinking "Where did everybody go?" when the phone rang. I ran into the house and over to the table the phone sat on and practically threw the handset up to my ear.
"Who is this!" I yelled.
"Um, it's me," the voice answered.
"I don't know anyone named me," I joked.
"No, it's me. Lucas. The guy you co-host with? Couldn't you recognize my voice?" Lucas replied.
"Of course not. You know how bad my memory is,"
"Don't remind me. Anyway, uhhh, how is it with you?"
"Define,"
"Like, is there any people by you? Did the milkman come yet?"
"Milkman? Did you just come from 1954? And no, it's barren here. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I'm alone too,"
"You too? How?"
"I don't know! Why do think I'm calling?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe to ask if my refrigerator is running?"
"Is it?"
"Yes! Is yours?"
"Actually, no,"
"That's too bad. It really needs the exercise,"
"HA HA. That's a good one. Did you just come up with that?"
"Yes," I sighed. "Anything else?"
"Hey can I come over tomorrow?"
"Sure. I don't really care. But how will you get here? You said no one was there."
"Leave that to me," And he hung up.
"That was strange." I thought out loud.
All of a sudden, I heard a boom. And I saw a bright light in the dark, rainy sky. But it didn't look like lightning. My first thought was-
"ALIENS!" I screamed and ducked under the kitchen table. There are only two things I'm afraid of, those being aliens and robots. I'm also a bit aquaphobic to add to the mix.
"Tough up Miles," I told myself. I crawled out from under the table. I dared myself and took another look out of the front windows. There was nothing there.
I took a sigh of relief and collapsed face first onto the living room floor. Just after stretching out on the floor I heard a noise.
I talked to myself, "It's stuttering. Hmm. A stuttering engine! Now it's stopped. It must be a plane! That means I'm not alone!"
I picked myself up and bolted out the side door to the garage. Then I got a little too excited. I opened up the garage door, but I couldn't wait for it to fully open. The suspense was killing me! I started sprinting and rolled under the half-opened garage door. But I had forgotten that my driveway was made of loose stones. I skinned both my knees and they were bleeding. I shook it off and picked myself back up again. I ran around the side of the house and into the backyard. I looked over the roof and saw the aircraft.
"Over here!" I shouted into the rain. Then I started to think again.
"Stuttering engine? And it went silent after that! It's going to crash!" I put together in my mind.
I yelled "Wait-" but it was too late.
The airplane swooped low and bounced off the roof, taking a chunk off. The plane headed for me. And it would've hit me too if I hadn't leaped to the side. The craft skidded along the ground, and stopped in a crater in the far back of the yard.
I got up and walked over. There was a small fire on the tail of the plane so I kept my distance. All I did was stare at it for a moment. Then I decided to take action.
"The pilot! Where's the pilot!" I wondered. I ran around the wreck and studied it's colors.
I thought aloud, "An orange biplane. With silver and blue lines along the sides,"
Looking some more I found a name. "Tornado. Why does that-"
And then I remembered. "Tornado. Tornado!" I started jumping around. "And that means-"
I had found the pilot. He was behind a bush with one of his tails stick out.
He was unconscious, so I dragged him out and put him over my shoulder. In a daze, I slowly walked back the house. I trudged though the garage, into the house, and into the spare bedroom. And I gently set him down on the bed.
All I did was stare at him for a couple minutes without talking. Then I went into the bathroom to get gauze and tape for his bleeding head and for my bleeding knees. When I was done with that, I made sure he was comfortable and walked out into the living room. I laid down on the couch. I then realized how tired I suddenly was. I closed my eyes, and drifted to sleep. As I was, a word crept into my head.
"Tails."
Day Negative Two
I awoke very roughly. My back was in pain, I felt a headache, plus some minor heartburn. I also woke up to the toilet flushing. And add the fact that I didn't remember the previous day at all. So hearing the toilet flush really scared me. I would've jumped up, but I my hurt back kept me from doing so.
"Who's there?" I whispered loudly. "Hello?"
Then I heard coughing. This time I jumped up. My back shot pain through my body, but I ignored it.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" I questioned.
This time I heard ruffling and someone say "Hmm?"
I crept towards the source of the noise. It seemed to be coming from the spare bedroom.
Then I prepared myself to jump into the room. But then the phone rang.
"Now is a bad time Lucas," I muttered and ignored the ringing.
"Aren't you going to pick that up? It's very impolite to dismiss a phone call," the unknown voice spoke. "It could be something important."
I answered back, "Well, in these circumstances, I'd find it OK,"
I leaped into the room, smashing into the floor.
"Bad move," I told myself.
"Not something I didn't do myself multiple times," the voice came from above me.
I took my face out of the carpet. The figure had red and black shoes, and pale orange leg hair. A lot of leg hair. It actually looked like fur, I first thought. Then I remembered. My eyes opened wide. I looked up.
"You…" I whispered.
"Hello," Tails responded.
The whole day yesterday flashed before my eyes. I flung myself up on my feet.
"You're…" I stuttered.
"What?" Tails asked.
"You're Tails," I finally spoke.
"Yes, that's me," he said. "May I ask my your name is?"
"I'm Miles Amiga."
"You have I the same first name as me," He stuck his hand out. "Nice to meet you,"
"You too," I shook his hand in utter shock.
"You look nervous," Tails told me.
"Nervous? Me? Very," I answered.
"Anyway, where am I?"
"Very far from home I'm afraid,"
"You know where I live?" Tails questioned.
"Kind of,"
"So where am I?"
"On a different planet. Maybe a different dimension,"
"What?" Tails looked confused.
"You're on Earth,"
"Again? This means I get to see Chris again!" Tails looked happy for a second, then went back to a confused look again. "Why did you say 'maybe a different dimension'?"
"Here, come into the kitchen and I'll explain everything,"
We walked to the kitchen table and sat down.
"You meant Chris Thorndyke, right?" I started.
"You know him?" Tails responded in surprise.
"Technically. You see, the isn't the Earth you visited before,"
"It isn't?"
"Nope. There is no Station Square, Chris Thorndyke, any of his family, no Mystic Ruins, etc."
Tails just stared at me in confusement.
I continued, "There's almost none of any of the landmarks you've seen while on Earth previously."
"Space Colony ARK?" Tails began asking about various places in his life. The whole situation was very awkward.
"No,"
"Knothole Village?"
"Speculated,"
"Planet Wisp?"
"Nope,"
Tails' face twisted even more.
"Is my whole life a LIE?" he cried.
"Absolutely not!" I urged.
"Huh?"
"I said 'another dimension'. It's very possible that you do exist,"
"My existance is questionable!" Tails yelled.
"And that's what I'm to show you now. Come here,"
He got up and I could see there were tears on his face.
"Did you want a towel?" I offered.
"Please," he answered.
I ran the bathroom and got a towel out of the closet. I thought the whole time "How is this happening?"
I ran back to Tails. "Here,"
"Thank you." He wiped his face. "How do you know so much about my life?"
"I'm going to explain that now, and you might not believe me."
"I willing to believe anything today,"
"Come sit on the couch,"
He sat down but I didn't.
"Here goes," I paused.
"You're a video game character,"
Tails was in shock.
"You were designed by a man from Japan," I continued. "You were introduced in 1992 as Sonic's 8 year-old sidekick. It's been 20 years since then. Ever wondered why you don't age?"
Tails finally spoke. "But I do. Just slowly because time goes faster here then at my planet."
"Yes. But have you ever wondered why? Because someone made it,"
Tails asked quietly, "What about my friends?"
"That's just it. If you're here, then everybody else will be too. Eventually."
"How many of my friends to you know?"
"Sonic, Amy, Knuckles, Shadow, Rouge, Dr. Eggman, Silver, Chaos, Chris and his family, your parents, Sally, most of Eggman's robots, the Chaotix, Mina Mongoose, Rotor, and many others that their names I've forgot."
"Amazing, yet impossible," Tails replied.
"Hang on," I told him.
I went the TV in the living room and set up the Genesis.
"Do you want to see yourself?" I asked.
"Can I?" he answered.
I put in Sonic the Hedgehog 2 and turned the system on. Tails just stared at the screen. The title screen came up, and Tails' mouth dropped.
"That's me!" he shouted. "Wait, I remember this. This is the first time Sonic and I fought Eggman together. This is an exact interpretation!"
"Exactly," I simply said.
"Let me see that," Tails spoke.
I gave him the controller. "Those three buttons make Sonic jump, and the + makes him run," I instructed.
He played a little while and then asked "What about all the other times?"
I got out Sonic 3 then. Eventually when played through the entire Sonic franchise, from Sonic 3 to Sonic Generations. It must have took about 3 hours. Then after that I told him all I knew about him, Sonic, and his other friends. That must have took 4 hours! Next we sat on the couch in silence for a few minutes.
"How am I here?" Tails finally spoke.
"I was going to ask you the same thing," I responded. "What were you doing before you crashed?"
Tails told me, "I was just flying over Mobius in the Tornado. Then I blinked and it was like my entire life flashed before my eyes. Next thing I know I'm in your spare bedroom feeling sick as a dog!"
All I said was "Hmm."
"Can I ask you something?" Tails asked.
"Go ahead," I answered.
"Where is your family? I mean, I noticed your alone in this house,"
I hadn't thought about the incident since forever, and I'm not going to start now.
There's something I don't understand here. I wrote this half a year ago. Haven't worked on it since. Was Sonic Generations ever announced at that time? Whatever. As always review and favorite!
