Disclaimer: *Sigh* Why do those dumb lawyers make us poor writers make
these stupid things? Bah! Anyway, I don't own Miles 'Tails' Prower or any
of the StarFox team, although they are barely involved and Tails is almost
my character (after I added a few touches to him).
Introduction: Well, my brain was kinda hyper after I played Sonic for about six hours straight at a friend's house AND watched 'We Were Soldiers' the other night, so I just decided to write something about our overshadowed Tails. Poor little guy; he doesn't get much attention. This is centered a bit more on StarFox than it is Sonic, so I'll just file it under StarFox. As always with my stories, this has no reference whatsoever to my other fictions. This is based on an alternate universe setting. Oh, don't worry, you don't have to know anything about Tails. Frankly, I don't know anything about him either. Ack, must I say more? He didn't meet anyone in the Sonic series, and he is a loner, a bit. This is set when Tails was thirteen and a war is brewing. Somehow, he is dragged in with all the commotion going on, and in the battlefield, he meets with an escapee, who is kinda hot...
"Ugh," Tails grunted as he sat up. He felt weak and dizzy and his head was spinning. He didn't remember a thing, until he noticed the giant splotch of blood on his vest and shirt.
Looking around frantically, he found Krystal lying beside him, unconscious on the cold clay. Trying to get up, Tails fell back again in pain. He felt cold, in addition to being wet. Every breath he took made him flinch and cough. There was still water in his lungs and he couldn't breathe properly.
Night had fallen and the Venomians were nowhere to be found. Tails lay on the ground, sighing, tired, and dizzy. There wasn't any blood on Krystal and Tails didn't find any visible wounds. Tails tried splashing water on her face, but it didn't do. Tails noticed that she was holding on to her golden staff. He sighed in relief as he noticed that she was still breathing. Her breaths were long and slow, as if she was sleeping. Tails felt anger boil up as he assumed that she fell asleep with Venomian patrols in the area.
"Up, you!" Tails shouted. In the process, he coughed up more water and just ended up making his throat sore. Krystal didn't budge. Getting really peeved, Tails took her by the paws and flew off towards the mountains, far away from the Venomians.
**
It didn't take Tails long to find a safe ledge in the mountain range. He set down on a particularly smooth, large one. Tails sat down, laying Krystal near the corner of the mountain and ledge, feeling so tired he though he could fall asleep in a second. Driving off the urge to sleep, Tails busied himself with a midnight snack.
There were a few dry bushes around that didn't get enough moisture from the slippery clay-ish soil. Tails broke off a few of those and dumped them in a pile under the ledge in a sort of vertical ledge with a cave. Shooting the splinters alight with his pistol, Tails began to cook a warm meal of fish and beans. The smell must've awoken Krystal, because she jumped down a minute after Tails started warming the fish.
"Up now, sleepyhead?" Tails asked, mimicking Krystal's constant antics about his sleeping behavior.
"Is that for me?" Krystal asked, licking her lips and pointing to the canned fish. Tails shook his head in a joking way and gobbled up the contents of the can by himself. Krystal fumed and stole his pack.
"Hey!" Tails cried, jumping out of the cave after her, "Don't hog all the chow!"
"Bite me, orange boy," Krystal chuckled, taking out a large can of tuna and she pried it open with her knife. Tails scowled.
"Where and how hard, blue girl?" Tails retorted, jumping up to the ledge after her. She picked up her staff and whacked Tails over the head with it.
"Take that!" She giggled, watching an already tired Tails reel from the blow. He moaned in pain and took his pack back down into the cave. Krystal bent down the ledge to look at him, "On my tail and go easy on it, Miles."
"I'd rather not, thank you," Tails laughed along with Krystal, who was hanging upside down from the ledge. Tails put out the fire and followed her up, "Say, my friend, what happened after I got shot? And where's my wound?" Krystal froze.
"You didn't get shot," Krystal said quickly, "Don't you remember? I shot a guy from behind you and his blood went all over you shirt. Then we got knocked out from another Venomian."
Tails looked at her with a questioning glance, but she turned away to look up the mountain. She further busied herself by eating the large can of tuna. Tails didn't bother to ask her any further.
**
"Wake up, sleepyhead," Krystal snickered, dragging Tails by his tails out from under his blanket. He groaned and kicked her in the shins. Krystal frowned and just pulled harder until Tails jolted up and started shouting angrily.
"Jeez!" He groaned, rubbing his head. He still felt very lightheaded, and it wasn't because of the thin air. He mumbled empty threats to Krystal all the way through breakfast.
"Someone needs sleeping pills," Krystal pointed out. Tails gave her a weary look and went on with his beans. His jaw felt numb for some reason and his heart felt weak and strange.
"Blood loss," Tails said suddenly. Krystal dropped her empty can in surprise. She looked away quickly. Tails gave her a stare, "Blood loss. I feel tired, sleepy, and weak because of blood loss. I did get shot, didn't I?"
"No, you didn't," Krystal said firmly, "It's just the mountain air." Tails didn't believe her, but he kept his suspicions to himself.
Strangely, Krystal didn't complain during the entire flight up the mountain. Tails even tried to drop her, but she only screamed in surprise, not cursing him or anything. Tails' shy nature with girls overtook his teenage brain for some reason again and he didn't say anything either.
Tails remembered when he was about ten or nine, he always thought that girls were yucky and weird, but Krystal seemed almost too boyish. She actually could shoot a gun, for crying out loud! Her easy-going nature reminded him of Alex. Even though, she still wasn't the best of partners. She seemed almost too much of a threat, even more now with a secret she was keeping from him. That staff was different, Tails knew. That staff looked oddly familiar.
Tails wasn't tall. He was a whole head shorter than Alex was. But then again, Alex was one of the tallest people in the system. At four and a half feet, Tails was still considered tall. Krystal looked shorter, at four or so feet, about average for an animal-human. She had those emerald green eyes that seemed to reflect back on Tails what he always tried to be: Strong, independent, brave, and smart. Tails swore he could see his own reflection and even his own bright blue eyes in hers. She was still very young, and arrogant in a way, but she still was a captain in an army, which was extremely surprising. Her small, innocent figure, her cute, slight British accent, and her sweet smile made her the least person you'd expect to aim a gun at another person's head and fire without flinching. Add a 20- mm laser shot automatic rifle and a grenade shoved in her pocket, though, and she becomes some sort of a devil-angel. What even surprises Tails more was why she acted so playful for a soldier.
"Come on, Krystal, tell me what's going on," Tails whispered in Krystal's ear as they flew up and up. Krystal shivered at his voice.
"I can't tell you. You wouldn't understand," she whispered back. Tails sighed and set down on the top of the mountain. It was a very small, rocky plateau. There were a few shrubs in the middle of it, but rocks otherwise. From there, Tails could see the plateau in the northwest and the base in the east, not very far off.
"There it is," Tails said, letting go of Krystal. She looked at where he was pointing. The base seemed mostly intact, but the south side of it had a huge hole in it. A landing field for planes and a large field for tanks were to the north, both of which were bombed, but a large chunk was still remaining. Several planes were around it, but the base looked otherwise deserted.
"A few miles off," Krystal muttered, "We should be there by nightfall." Tails nodded and peered up at the noon sun. Taking a can out from his pack, Tails offered it to her. She took it with a 'not-usually-like-her-way-of- saying-thanks' sweet smile and nod. Tails felt his heart skip a beat.
**
The rest of the trip down went without much action, unless you count Tails being too tired to fly so they had to run down. Tails' way of running down is a bit different from Krystal's idea of going down a near-vertical mountain.
"TAILS!" Krystal screamed. He just smiled and held her tighter to his chest. She clamped her arms around his neck harder in return. Tails ran down the mountain with his double tails acting as propellers to make him go faster. He dodged trees, boulders, and bushes with amazing speed as he held Krystal with one paw under her calf and another under her neck, in a heroic fashion. Despite her screaming and pleading for Tails to slow down, Tails just ignored her. Partly because he knew she was actually enjoying the ride and partly because he couldn't slow down without breaking his neck.
A long trail of dust fell behind them as Tails picked up speed and started to head into the second forest they will go through. This forest wasn't as tropical, but it was just as crowded. Tails slowed down by flying up and braking there. Krystal nearly kneeled down and kissed the ground once Tails stopped in a low-grass clearing.
"You okay?" Tails asked, brushing sweat off of his brow. Krystal panted and collapsed on her back, too exhilarated to answer. Tails sat down beside her and took a rest.
"Ugh, Tails?" She turned away. Tails hummed. Krystal fanned the air around her, "Take a bath, will you?"
"Hey, it's not my fault the fastest way down required the most sweat!" Tails chuckled. Krystal snickered along.
"I was just kidding."
"You didn't seem like it," Tails said. Krystal laughed and sighed. Tails looked at her with confusion, "Hey, I did all the work. Why are you so tired?" That brought another laugh from Krystal.
"You're a great guy, Tails," she said, "I'll be darned if you didn't befriend everyone you met."
"Well, I really don't," Tails tickled Krystal's stomach, "You're my first good friend since, well, forever." Krystal stopped giggling and brushed his paw away. She rolled on top of him and squeezed his shoulders.
"Aw, poor orange boy," she humored. He gulped as he felt that odd tingling down his spine and pushed her gently off.
"Time to get going," he announced. Krystal grabbed onto his paws quickly as he took off into the air again; the butterflies still in his stomach.
**
A/N: IMPORTANT NOTE! I'm basing this Tails on the Archie comic book series, which means he actually is more powerful than you think. I think I'm making his personality right, but it's too late to change all that now. You'll find out what I mean by 'more powerful' in the next few chapters.
Introduction: Well, my brain was kinda hyper after I played Sonic for about six hours straight at a friend's house AND watched 'We Were Soldiers' the other night, so I just decided to write something about our overshadowed Tails. Poor little guy; he doesn't get much attention. This is centered a bit more on StarFox than it is Sonic, so I'll just file it under StarFox. As always with my stories, this has no reference whatsoever to my other fictions. This is based on an alternate universe setting. Oh, don't worry, you don't have to know anything about Tails. Frankly, I don't know anything about him either. Ack, must I say more? He didn't meet anyone in the Sonic series, and he is a loner, a bit. This is set when Tails was thirteen and a war is brewing. Somehow, he is dragged in with all the commotion going on, and in the battlefield, he meets with an escapee, who is kinda hot...
"Ugh," Tails grunted as he sat up. He felt weak and dizzy and his head was spinning. He didn't remember a thing, until he noticed the giant splotch of blood on his vest and shirt.
Looking around frantically, he found Krystal lying beside him, unconscious on the cold clay. Trying to get up, Tails fell back again in pain. He felt cold, in addition to being wet. Every breath he took made him flinch and cough. There was still water in his lungs and he couldn't breathe properly.
Night had fallen and the Venomians were nowhere to be found. Tails lay on the ground, sighing, tired, and dizzy. There wasn't any blood on Krystal and Tails didn't find any visible wounds. Tails tried splashing water on her face, but it didn't do. Tails noticed that she was holding on to her golden staff. He sighed in relief as he noticed that she was still breathing. Her breaths were long and slow, as if she was sleeping. Tails felt anger boil up as he assumed that she fell asleep with Venomian patrols in the area.
"Up, you!" Tails shouted. In the process, he coughed up more water and just ended up making his throat sore. Krystal didn't budge. Getting really peeved, Tails took her by the paws and flew off towards the mountains, far away from the Venomians.
**
It didn't take Tails long to find a safe ledge in the mountain range. He set down on a particularly smooth, large one. Tails sat down, laying Krystal near the corner of the mountain and ledge, feeling so tired he though he could fall asleep in a second. Driving off the urge to sleep, Tails busied himself with a midnight snack.
There were a few dry bushes around that didn't get enough moisture from the slippery clay-ish soil. Tails broke off a few of those and dumped them in a pile under the ledge in a sort of vertical ledge with a cave. Shooting the splinters alight with his pistol, Tails began to cook a warm meal of fish and beans. The smell must've awoken Krystal, because she jumped down a minute after Tails started warming the fish.
"Up now, sleepyhead?" Tails asked, mimicking Krystal's constant antics about his sleeping behavior.
"Is that for me?" Krystal asked, licking her lips and pointing to the canned fish. Tails shook his head in a joking way and gobbled up the contents of the can by himself. Krystal fumed and stole his pack.
"Hey!" Tails cried, jumping out of the cave after her, "Don't hog all the chow!"
"Bite me, orange boy," Krystal chuckled, taking out a large can of tuna and she pried it open with her knife. Tails scowled.
"Where and how hard, blue girl?" Tails retorted, jumping up to the ledge after her. She picked up her staff and whacked Tails over the head with it.
"Take that!" She giggled, watching an already tired Tails reel from the blow. He moaned in pain and took his pack back down into the cave. Krystal bent down the ledge to look at him, "On my tail and go easy on it, Miles."
"I'd rather not, thank you," Tails laughed along with Krystal, who was hanging upside down from the ledge. Tails put out the fire and followed her up, "Say, my friend, what happened after I got shot? And where's my wound?" Krystal froze.
"You didn't get shot," Krystal said quickly, "Don't you remember? I shot a guy from behind you and his blood went all over you shirt. Then we got knocked out from another Venomian."
Tails looked at her with a questioning glance, but she turned away to look up the mountain. She further busied herself by eating the large can of tuna. Tails didn't bother to ask her any further.
**
"Wake up, sleepyhead," Krystal snickered, dragging Tails by his tails out from under his blanket. He groaned and kicked her in the shins. Krystal frowned and just pulled harder until Tails jolted up and started shouting angrily.
"Jeez!" He groaned, rubbing his head. He still felt very lightheaded, and it wasn't because of the thin air. He mumbled empty threats to Krystal all the way through breakfast.
"Someone needs sleeping pills," Krystal pointed out. Tails gave her a weary look and went on with his beans. His jaw felt numb for some reason and his heart felt weak and strange.
"Blood loss," Tails said suddenly. Krystal dropped her empty can in surprise. She looked away quickly. Tails gave her a stare, "Blood loss. I feel tired, sleepy, and weak because of blood loss. I did get shot, didn't I?"
"No, you didn't," Krystal said firmly, "It's just the mountain air." Tails didn't believe her, but he kept his suspicions to himself.
Strangely, Krystal didn't complain during the entire flight up the mountain. Tails even tried to drop her, but she only screamed in surprise, not cursing him or anything. Tails' shy nature with girls overtook his teenage brain for some reason again and he didn't say anything either.
Tails remembered when he was about ten or nine, he always thought that girls were yucky and weird, but Krystal seemed almost too boyish. She actually could shoot a gun, for crying out loud! Her easy-going nature reminded him of Alex. Even though, she still wasn't the best of partners. She seemed almost too much of a threat, even more now with a secret she was keeping from him. That staff was different, Tails knew. That staff looked oddly familiar.
Tails wasn't tall. He was a whole head shorter than Alex was. But then again, Alex was one of the tallest people in the system. At four and a half feet, Tails was still considered tall. Krystal looked shorter, at four or so feet, about average for an animal-human. She had those emerald green eyes that seemed to reflect back on Tails what he always tried to be: Strong, independent, brave, and smart. Tails swore he could see his own reflection and even his own bright blue eyes in hers. She was still very young, and arrogant in a way, but she still was a captain in an army, which was extremely surprising. Her small, innocent figure, her cute, slight British accent, and her sweet smile made her the least person you'd expect to aim a gun at another person's head and fire without flinching. Add a 20- mm laser shot automatic rifle and a grenade shoved in her pocket, though, and she becomes some sort of a devil-angel. What even surprises Tails more was why she acted so playful for a soldier.
"Come on, Krystal, tell me what's going on," Tails whispered in Krystal's ear as they flew up and up. Krystal shivered at his voice.
"I can't tell you. You wouldn't understand," she whispered back. Tails sighed and set down on the top of the mountain. It was a very small, rocky plateau. There were a few shrubs in the middle of it, but rocks otherwise. From there, Tails could see the plateau in the northwest and the base in the east, not very far off.
"There it is," Tails said, letting go of Krystal. She looked at where he was pointing. The base seemed mostly intact, but the south side of it had a huge hole in it. A landing field for planes and a large field for tanks were to the north, both of which were bombed, but a large chunk was still remaining. Several planes were around it, but the base looked otherwise deserted.
"A few miles off," Krystal muttered, "We should be there by nightfall." Tails nodded and peered up at the noon sun. Taking a can out from his pack, Tails offered it to her. She took it with a 'not-usually-like-her-way-of- saying-thanks' sweet smile and nod. Tails felt his heart skip a beat.
**
The rest of the trip down went without much action, unless you count Tails being too tired to fly so they had to run down. Tails' way of running down is a bit different from Krystal's idea of going down a near-vertical mountain.
"TAILS!" Krystal screamed. He just smiled and held her tighter to his chest. She clamped her arms around his neck harder in return. Tails ran down the mountain with his double tails acting as propellers to make him go faster. He dodged trees, boulders, and bushes with amazing speed as he held Krystal with one paw under her calf and another under her neck, in a heroic fashion. Despite her screaming and pleading for Tails to slow down, Tails just ignored her. Partly because he knew she was actually enjoying the ride and partly because he couldn't slow down without breaking his neck.
A long trail of dust fell behind them as Tails picked up speed and started to head into the second forest they will go through. This forest wasn't as tropical, but it was just as crowded. Tails slowed down by flying up and braking there. Krystal nearly kneeled down and kissed the ground once Tails stopped in a low-grass clearing.
"You okay?" Tails asked, brushing sweat off of his brow. Krystal panted and collapsed on her back, too exhilarated to answer. Tails sat down beside her and took a rest.
"Ugh, Tails?" She turned away. Tails hummed. Krystal fanned the air around her, "Take a bath, will you?"
"Hey, it's not my fault the fastest way down required the most sweat!" Tails chuckled. Krystal snickered along.
"I was just kidding."
"You didn't seem like it," Tails said. Krystal laughed and sighed. Tails looked at her with confusion, "Hey, I did all the work. Why are you so tired?" That brought another laugh from Krystal.
"You're a great guy, Tails," she said, "I'll be darned if you didn't befriend everyone you met."
"Well, I really don't," Tails tickled Krystal's stomach, "You're my first good friend since, well, forever." Krystal stopped giggling and brushed his paw away. She rolled on top of him and squeezed his shoulders.
"Aw, poor orange boy," she humored. He gulped as he felt that odd tingling down his spine and pushed her gently off.
"Time to get going," he announced. Krystal grabbed onto his paws quickly as he took off into the air again; the butterflies still in his stomach.
**
A/N: IMPORTANT NOTE! I'm basing this Tails on the Archie comic book series, which means he actually is more powerful than you think. I think I'm making his personality right, but it's too late to change all that now. You'll find out what I mean by 'more powerful' in the next few chapters.
