Tails snuck out of the back door that night, knowing that if he was caught
he was dead meat for sure. Slowly, he pulled out his keys for the Tornado
Mach II and slipped himself in the small diver's seat. He was going to look
for Sonic!
Robotnik was most obviously the one who had kidnapped Sonic in the first place, so he should probably check out the old power plant they had blown up a while ago. There might still be something there for him to find. If he can't, Tails could just pick up some spare parts for later.
But why would Robotnik use military soldiers? Didn't they work for the government? Didn't he usually use zombies or robots in the first place?
Tails shivered. Those robots were scary!
Slowly, Tails engaged the engine. It softly purred to life, allowing Tails to slip away in the dark, cold night.
He was starting to wish he had a jacket, at least!
It didn't take him very long to finally arrive at the ruins of the power plant. Debris was everywhere, and it did nothing to hide the cold dead body of... a Swatbot?
Wait...Shadow disappeared, and then returned later to save Sonic. But Shadow died at the power plant when the robot blew up! Shadow couldn't have survived!
Tails held his head to try to suppress a headache. Nothing made sense anymore!
Tails then fell to his knees, never really stopping until his face said hello to the floor. He softly began to sob and curled his knees to his chest.
Sonic was gone. He was alone again, and away from home.
"I wanna go home!" he sobbed to himself, as soft as a whisper. He missed being able to fly, Bunny Rabbot's pancakes, Rotor's inventions...even Antoine's whining! Everything that reminded him of home was so far away from him now...And there was nothing he could do...
Memories only seen in his nightmares returned to him. Being alone, so alone, when his parents were captured. He was so little! Everyone threw him out, not wanting him. He eventually believed their reasons; an orphan is an orphan, nothing more, nothing less.
But then Sonic came along. Sonic was an orphan himself, though he was older and was able to do something about it. He had lost whatever was left of his family to Robotnik's evil reign of revenge. And Robotnik was once Sonic's very own brother!
Somehow, Sonic was able to show at least a little pity for the little two- tailed fox. He was even kind enough to give Tails his famous nickname to hide his more embarrassing original name. Sonic was almost like a brother to him!
Tails had somehow gotten to his knees, as if he was on all fours. Ahead, there was something...something. If he looked at it, it may help get his mind off all of this.
Almost frantically he crawled forward. Was the object something he knew about? Was it something new? Something he could use? Something his friends would know more about?
He grabbed the small object and held it in his hands. He wiped his eyes with his arm as he tried to determine what the mysterious object was. It was small, stone-like, and covered in dirt...
Tails pulled off as much dirt as he could, wondering how small the actual object was when the chunk was about as twice as big as his fist. Finally, he was able to break off a small clot of dirt deep enough to look at the actual object.
As the green light shone into his eyes, Tails knew he had found a Chaos Emerald.
Robotnik was most obviously the one who had kidnapped Sonic in the first place, so he should probably check out the old power plant they had blown up a while ago. There might still be something there for him to find. If he can't, Tails could just pick up some spare parts for later.
But why would Robotnik use military soldiers? Didn't they work for the government? Didn't he usually use zombies or robots in the first place?
Tails shivered. Those robots were scary!
Slowly, Tails engaged the engine. It softly purred to life, allowing Tails to slip away in the dark, cold night.
He was starting to wish he had a jacket, at least!
It didn't take him very long to finally arrive at the ruins of the power plant. Debris was everywhere, and it did nothing to hide the cold dead body of... a Swatbot?
Wait...Shadow disappeared, and then returned later to save Sonic. But Shadow died at the power plant when the robot blew up! Shadow couldn't have survived!
Tails held his head to try to suppress a headache. Nothing made sense anymore!
Tails then fell to his knees, never really stopping until his face said hello to the floor. He softly began to sob and curled his knees to his chest.
Sonic was gone. He was alone again, and away from home.
"I wanna go home!" he sobbed to himself, as soft as a whisper. He missed being able to fly, Bunny Rabbot's pancakes, Rotor's inventions...even Antoine's whining! Everything that reminded him of home was so far away from him now...And there was nothing he could do...
Memories only seen in his nightmares returned to him. Being alone, so alone, when his parents were captured. He was so little! Everyone threw him out, not wanting him. He eventually believed their reasons; an orphan is an orphan, nothing more, nothing less.
But then Sonic came along. Sonic was an orphan himself, though he was older and was able to do something about it. He had lost whatever was left of his family to Robotnik's evil reign of revenge. And Robotnik was once Sonic's very own brother!
Somehow, Sonic was able to show at least a little pity for the little two- tailed fox. He was even kind enough to give Tails his famous nickname to hide his more embarrassing original name. Sonic was almost like a brother to him!
Tails had somehow gotten to his knees, as if he was on all fours. Ahead, there was something...something. If he looked at it, it may help get his mind off all of this.
Almost frantically he crawled forward. Was the object something he knew about? Was it something new? Something he could use? Something his friends would know more about?
He grabbed the small object and held it in his hands. He wiped his eyes with his arm as he tried to determine what the mysterious object was. It was small, stone-like, and covered in dirt...
Tails pulled off as much dirt as he could, wondering how small the actual object was when the chunk was about as twice as big as his fist. Finally, he was able to break off a small clot of dirt deep enough to look at the actual object.
As the green light shone into his eyes, Tails knew he had found a Chaos Emerald.