This tale takes place soon after issue 172. Scourge has decided that to gain leverage over the Freedom Fighters, he should have a hostage. Due to a mix of experience, arrogance, and a shred of intelligence, he decided that Tails is his target.
"What the hell?!" Scourge barks reading a note on Tails' door. "I am out of town. If you wish to see me, please visit the address below," Scourge then reads off.
Scourge being the "highly intelligent being" he is. Set off for the address immediately. When he arrives he is shocked to see a large New England style mansion.
"Babe, are you sure this is the right place?" Fiona asks.
"It has to be there is a statue of him in the driveway," Scourge deducts seeing a large statue of Tails wearing a brown leather bomber, a white scarf, aviator shades, and brown boots.
"Babe this might be a ba…"
"*Punch* DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" Scourge yells in a fit of rage.
"Y-y-yess b-babe," Fiona quivers, holding her shoulder.
Scourge storms to the entrance, passing by a few statues. He doesn't even knock, kicking the door down and barging in.
"May I be of assistance, Sir, and Madam?" A mobian sheep wearing a butler's uniform asks.
"Yeah I'm lookin' for Tails, you saw him?" Scourge orders impatiently.
"Ahhh, the master is in his office. Shall I tell you where it is?"
"Of course, and don't waste any more of my time!"
"Yes, his office is right down that hallway."
"Thanks for the tip," Scourge scoffs as he knocks the butler across the head.
Scourge suddenly recognizes the splendor the house bathes in. Reagle carpets, white walls, to staircases leading up stairs, with a hallway in the middle. But nothing cout detract attention from the large portrait above the hallway, of Tails. But now I'm wearing a fine suit and a matching cravat.
"Still gives me a bad feeling…" Fiona whispers.
"What was that?!" Scourge barks.
"N-nothing!"
"Good."
After the short exchange, the pair moves through the equally extravagant hallway. Until they reach a pair of double-doors at the end of the hallway.
"Office of Miles Prower," Scourge reads off the door, "alright time to kick his entitled ass!"
After making his speech, slams into the door. But before he makes contact they open, causing him to faceplant into the room.
"Need help babe?" Fiona asks worried, rushing over to help Scourge up.
(Now Playing The Fragrance of Dark Coffee, Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Trials and Tribulations)
"Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk, what do we have ourselves here? A poor lost sheep looking for her herd, and a cruel lying shepherd, trying to lead the sheep in. Looks like he's good at his job," Tails remarks, poetically and arrogantly. Sipping a cup of hot, steaming tea. Wearing the same outfit as the drive-way statue.
"You know for a second, I thought you wouldn't follow that note all the way out here," Tails states in the same tone. He flips a switch on his desk and the door slams shut. He flips another one, creating a blue energy shield, enveloping everything in the room.
"Alright wimp, playtime is over, we're here to take you hostage, so submit," Scourge demands, completely ignoring everything that's going on.
"Oh no what will I ever do. It's not like the only reason that you are in this room is because I wanted you to be," Tails snarks sarcastically.
"What do you mean by that dip-shit?" Scourge questions sceptically.
"Well I might as well," Tails sighs, "Well, for starters, the note. That's why you're at this address, I wrote it. Second my security, if I didn't want you here you'd be thirty different types of swiss cheese."
"And what's with the sudden attitude one-eighty?"
"I was always like this," Tails answers coldly.
"Hah, then I can explain 'the incident,'" Fiona snarks.
"What, the one where you connected at least fifty punds with my cheek? I had my reasons for acting that way. They'll all be revealed in… an hour. And just a side note, impressive slap, I am genuinely impressed."
"What are these 'reasons?'"
"... Fine, I'll tell you, might as well. For starters, that is one hell of a plan you have. Joining 'Spooky von Evil,' than conquering Moebius, and finally taking Mobius. You should really try writing fiction."
"H-how do you know?!" Scourge barks.
"Here, I'll show you," Tails answers, before flicking a few switches on his desk.
Suddenly, music starts playing out of Fiona's hand.
"W-w-wait-you-d-d-don't-m-m-mean th-th-that…" Fiona stammers in shock.
"Very good, there is a bug in your hand. Do you know how that was planted?" Tails confirms.
Fiona simply gulps in response.
"Now you know what I had to gain. Also I had multiple reasons for planting the bug this way, first there would be no suspicion, and second it solved a problem."
"And what was this problem?" Scourge asks confused.
"The answer will become clear soon, very soon. So are you just going to stand there looking dumbfounded, or carry out your 'brilliant plan?'" Tails asks, extremely bored.
"Well, if you're so confident, punk. How about coming down here and fighting me like a man?!" Scourge taunts.
"But we were having such a good conversation, but if you insist…" Tails sighs, clearly disappointed.
Tails stands up from his desk and casually strolls down to the open area in his office where Scourge is standing.
"You know what? I'm in a great mood today so Scourge, I'll let you take the first atack," Tails remarks, holding his arms open.
(Now Playing His World, Tomoya Ohtani Version, Main Theme of Sonic the Hedgehog 2006)
"Heh, kid you'll regret that," Scourge says as he readies himself to make a strong attack.
Scourge busts forward in an attack that would shred any normal person. But while this attack is strong, it is sloppy. Making it very easy to trip him, which he does. Sending Scourge into the floor with a loud "Thud!"
"Alright kid you're *cough* fucking dead," Scourge wheezes before charging again.
Tails waits for the last moment before sidestepping and elbowing him the back, sending him into the floor again. "Splat!"
Tails moves over to scourge and pins him with a foot on his throat.
"Look, I don't usually kill. But there are a few types of people I can't stand: those who kill without reason, sadists, those who don't forgive, cowards, and womanizers. I believe you fit into each one of these characteristics.
"Wh-what d-do you mean by that!?" Fiona asks, shocked.
"Well if you didn't know Scourge has history of murder, almost a hundred. One of which was his own father. They didn't have much justification, hell most were just his exes. He has a tendency to punish failure severely. And finally his history with women. Where do I begin? Let's start with his tendencies to cheat on his girlfriends. A great example would be Buns, he first cheated on her. And when she contracted NIDS, he threw her out of the team to die. Thankfully Kintobor picked her up and saved her life. And being with Rouge, right in front of you. I'm surprised you didn't catch on," Tails lectures. "And that explains 'the problem' I spoke about earlier. I believed if you proved that you were worth something to him, he'd keep you around longer. But I was wrong, and had to find some way to get you out. The opportunity presented itself, and I took it. Now you know the truth, all I have to say is that it was foolish of me," Tails sighs.
"Well Scourge, you'll be spending the night in the 'steel bar hotel' tonight. And just an FYI, the guy you beat up in the lobby, is the Deputy Chief of the MPD. The chief is also here, along with a lawyer, and a bounty hunter. They're old friends of mine. They'll be here in a few minutes," Tails boasts.
"Can I say something?" Fiona asks.
"Of course," Tails replies.
Fiona walks over to Scourge, and kicks him in the face. "That's for lying to me you no good asshole!"
In a few minutes the Chief of the MPD: Alandria Wolf, Deputy Chief of the MPD: Alexandre Mouton, Bounty Hunter: Benjamin Bar, and Attorney: Mary the Arctic Fox arrives on the scene and cuff Scourge. Tails reveals them as his old childhood friends.
"Well chief, we'll take him back to the department. You should talk to Fiona, she still seems pretty shaken up," Alandria states before getting in the cruiser with the rest of the team.
"Well I'll see y'all later."
"You bet chief," after that Alandria drives off. Tails goes back to his office where Fiona is kneeling and crying softly to herself.
"Hey, you alright?" Tails asks, taking a knee in front of her.
"I *sob* thought we *sniff* really had something. I thought he *sniff* understood me. But I see it now, Scourge eventually was going to kill me. I'm so sorry," Fiona cries.
"No, I'm sorry. I should've stopped him sooner, this is my fault," Tails reassures her.
Fiona's crying continues. She slumps her head on Tails' shoulder. "You're safe now, I won't let anyone throw you in prison either," Tails whispers into her ear.
They both sit there for a few minutes before parting.
"Now, you probably want something that's less… 'Scourge-ish.'"
"Yeah this outfit, now that I think of it, just isn't my style," Fiona rubs the back of her neck slightly as she speaks.
"Well good news I can make a carbon copy of your old one."
"Realy?" Fiona asks excitedly.
"Yeah the computer should already have your outfit as a template," Tails opens a holo-screen on his wrist, "yep there it is, I'll have one made for you right now."
"Thanks Tails!" Fiona says even more excitedly.
Tails punches the commands into the screen. After a few minutes Tails opens a compartment on the wall behind his desk and pulls out an outfit identical to Fiona's old one.
"There's a changing room upstairs," Tails hands Fiona her clothes.
"Thanks," Fiona leaves the office and goes upstairs to get changed. In a few minutes she comes back down in her signature white and yellow jumpsuit with matching boots.
"How does it look?" Fiona asks.
"You look great Fi," Tails says with a smile of approval.
"Can you tell me about your friends?" Fiona asks sitting on one of the sofas in the room.
"Of course," Tails replies sitting on the sofa slightly shifting to face Fiona.
"Now it all began when…"
To be continued…