Chapter 2
Eight, not Seven
Disclaimer: Same as before
Tails felt himself falling. He looked down, and he saw a sand dune. Tails braced himself for the crash-landing. But right before he hit, he levitated for a second, and then he landed. Tails looked around him. All he saw was desert. The sand dunes rose and disappeared under each other continually. But there was a maroon sun, just setting over the horizon. And the numbers 747 were printed just over the sun. Just like the numbers are printed on a digital clock. But no matter which direction he looked, the sun and 747 were in the same place. He closed his eyes, trying to organize his thoughts. But the 747 was still there, as if plastered on the back of his eyelids. The sun was gone, though. Finally, Tails opened his eyes, and just stared in one direction, waiting for something to happen.
Suddenly, something glinted on top of the sand dune. Tails sprinted for it, grabbing it just before it disappeared under another sand dune. Tails looked at it. It looked like a Chaos Emerald, but this one was white. He could sense a small amount of chaos energy. He was never good at sensing chaos energy. The energy coming of this one must have been very strong for him to feel it. Tails went over the Chaos Emerald colors is his mind. Green, Red, Orange, Yellow, Blue, Purple, and Black. There wasn't a white one, Tails was sure. Then what was this Chaos Emerald? He was sure it was a Chaos Emerald. He had never sensed chaos energy this strong before.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew right in his face. He turned in the direction the wind had blown. He saw something in the distance. It had changed directions, and was speeding back at him. Then he realized it wasn't a what. It was a who. Who was it? It was the end of the chapter.
Eight, not Seven
Disclaimer: Same as before
Tails felt himself falling. He looked down, and he saw a sand dune. Tails braced himself for the crash-landing. But right before he hit, he levitated for a second, and then he landed. Tails looked around him. All he saw was desert. The sand dunes rose and disappeared under each other continually. But there was a maroon sun, just setting over the horizon. And the numbers 747 were printed just over the sun. Just like the numbers are printed on a digital clock. But no matter which direction he looked, the sun and 747 were in the same place. He closed his eyes, trying to organize his thoughts. But the 747 was still there, as if plastered on the back of his eyelids. The sun was gone, though. Finally, Tails opened his eyes, and just stared in one direction, waiting for something to happen.
Suddenly, something glinted on top of the sand dune. Tails sprinted for it, grabbing it just before it disappeared under another sand dune. Tails looked at it. It looked like a Chaos Emerald, but this one was white. He could sense a small amount of chaos energy. He was never good at sensing chaos energy. The energy coming of this one must have been very strong for him to feel it. Tails went over the Chaos Emerald colors is his mind. Green, Red, Orange, Yellow, Blue, Purple, and Black. There wasn't a white one, Tails was sure. Then what was this Chaos Emerald? He was sure it was a Chaos Emerald. He had never sensed chaos energy this strong before.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew right in his face. He turned in the direction the wind had blown. He saw something in the distance. It had changed directions, and was speeding back at him. Then he realized it wasn't a what. It was a who. Who was it? It was the end of the chapter.