The next day, she woke up, and saw that her laptop had been left on top of her dresser. Then she noticed that there was a piece of paper on top, she looked at it, and after a few seconds it fell to the floor, face up.
It read: I'm back babe. You're gonna have to try harder than this to keep me away. Meet me near Angel Island at five. Tell your little boyfriend and I'll kill the fox...fair trade, huh? Scourge.
She stepped back and sunk to the floor. He'd captured Tails and was going to use him as bait. She buried her face in her hands, but decided to follow his advice, and act normally. Taking a deep breath, she walked quitely down the stairs, into the kitchen, and quickly ate an apple. Then she went back into her room and decided to pretened she was sick.
A soft knock came at her door, "Kayla? It's like ten o'clock, are you okay?"
She put on her best sick face, "I have a stomach ache. Don't come in, you'll get it too."
He opened the door and walked in anyways, "You don't feel good?"
She shook her head, "Not really. I'm just gonna take a sick day."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yeah," she assured him.
"Okay," he turned and left.
She held in a sigh of relief and grabbed her laptop. She spent the next few hours writing and doing various other stuff. At about four-thirty, she carefully climbed out the window, and ran until she was under Angel Island. She looked around for a minute, tense for a fight, and he appeared in a green blur.
"Hey babe," he greeted.
"Let Tails go you creep," she spat.
"Calm down," he chuckled, "Your little fox friend is fine...for now."
She clenched her fists, "What do you want?"
He leaned up against a tree and lifted up his sunglasses, "I want you to hurt Stripes...and I have just the thing."
Her stomach clenched, "I won't."
"Then your fox friend gets it," he grinned.
"I'm not hurting any of my friends!" she yelled.
"Then your little friend's doomed," he shrugged, "Simple as that babe."
His words might as well have left a big streak across her cheek, "What is that you want me to do anyways?"
He flashed his fangs, "I need you to hurt Stripes, you're going to crush his heart, by breaking up with him."
Guilt flashed through her, "B-but...Shadow."
"It's either you stay with him or your friend dies. You're choice."
The thought of Tails getting harmed because of her made her hang her head, "O-okay."
"Good girl," he held her chin and met her eyes, "Don't be sad, keep that pretty little face of yours held high, and...don't mention this to anyone right? Wouldn't wanna have to kill someone to put people in their place."
"I won't."
"Good, you have until tomorrow at six," he warned, vanishing into the trees.
Now her stomach really did hurt. She ran back to the base and got into her bed right as the door opened.
"Kayla?"
"Hey Shadow," she muttered.
He set down a tray of food, "Still don't feel well?"
"Not really," she admitted, "But I'll probably feel better by tomorrow."
"Okay," he kissed her forehead, "Good night."
"'night," she laid down and watched him exit.
She rolled over and a tear slid down her cheek.