"Tails? You home?" Sonic called out to the workshop's door. No answer. He knocked once more. "HEY TAILS!" "I'm out in the back!" cried a voice that seemed to have belonged to that of a child. Sonic made his way toward the back of the workshop. He leaned against the wall. The pinching of the deteriorating bricks didn't seem to bother him. He looked so tired. He felt tired. He came to the corner of the tiny self-built house, and slid off the wall, knowing that from here, he had nothing to support the weight of his tired body.

He saw nothing but a white sheet, draped over a large object. "Tails?" "Over here Sonic." "Where?" he asked. "Over here. Under the sheet." Sonic bent down and lifted the bottom of the large blanket, and took a peek inside. "What are ya doin'?" "Put the blanket down! I'm not finished yet!" cried the little orange fox. "Okay, okay! Sheesh!"complained the cobalt blue hedgehog.

"So...what did you come here for?" wondered Tails, as he wiped of the sticky dark oil from his hands and face. "Just came to see what's goin' on." replied Sonic with a sigh.

"Bored are you?"said Tails with a smug grin. "Yeah I guess so. Nothin's been goin' on lately." "Huh...well Sonic there's nothing I can really do to help you. I wanted to get this thing repaired by today." Tails replied tossing the dirty rag aside on the grass. "What do you mean, repaired?" asked Sonic. "Umm... see well...The uh....the Tornado kinda got a little scuffed...." Tails fumbled with his words as he pressed his two fingers together. Fiddling with them as if they were to get him out of his embarrassment.

"Ohhh, I get it now."Sonic widely grinned. "That's why you wouldn't let me see what you were doing." Tails looked at his best friend and smiled. "Yeah. I thought you might've gotten mad." "Why? It's not even my plane." "I don't know why...I'm just kinda jumpy you know?" "Yeah Tails I know." Sonic smiled as he patted the young fox on his head. "Let's see if we can fix it." And with that lingering in the air, Sonic left toward the massive sheet. Tails just smiled. Maybe his friend was getting better.

Angel Island.

Do you know why they call it Angel Island?

Because it is to be forever stuck in the sky.

Some say what keeps it going and going are tiny wind sprites that conjure up the element of wind to keep it up. That tale is popular among the children. For those very few who have had the blessing to catch just a tiny glimpse of the massive floating island, actually believe that there is an angel entrapped in the faint green light that emits from the gargantuan chunk of land.

But what it really is is energy. Energy is what makes it touch the clouds. Reach the sun. Welcome the sky. Energy that comes from an emerald so huge, it had its own altar. If anything was to happen to it, the island would surely fall. Its strong green light is protected by one who is chosen to do so. This one person must live alone.

Chosen forever to be a guardian to the blessed gem. Until the very last day of his life. Now this guardian had all the time in the world to live. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. That was for sure. He was one of the youngest among deceased others to protect the emerald. At an early age he mastered excellent fighting techniques, and had a strong will. However, this guardian is shy. Not to mention quite gullible.

Knuckles sighed. Just another boring day. With nothing to do but nap at the same boring altar. But for some reason, he didn't seem to care. He sighed once more. He rose up from his napping state and stretched his arms as far as they could go. He decided to look over to where they were floating over. Probably just more water. The ocean was getting to be quite tiring for him. As he made his way to the edge of the isle, he groaned as he realized he was growing lazy. Another night of running should help. He looked down and saw, yeah you guessed it.

Water. Tons of blue and...and...green? Wait...Lights were strewn all over the island up ahead. It looked like a city he was quite familiar with. Had it been that long already?! He stared. Behind the city, you would clearly see the mountain tops and tall ruins from an ancient time. He rose. Oh well. He didn't feel much like landing anyway.

As he began to walk away, he stopped dead in his tracks. His amethyst-colored eyes quickly grew wide. A sudden gust of wind blew, jostling the carmine fur on his thin body. His dred-locks swayed in the wind. He didn't like this feeling. He quickly turned toward the emerald. Its bright green glow seemed to flicker slightly. That's when he realized...The emerald was slowly growing dim.

"Sonic can you pass the wrench?" Asked Tails from beneath the sheet. "Yeah. Here." Sonic carefully handed the young fox the large metal wrench. He was surprised that a kid at that age could even hold such a heavy thing. As if out of nowhere, a rumbling sound was heard. Then the feel of the rumbling reached Sonic's feet. "Sonic, stop bouncing." Grunted Tails, trying to get a bolt tightened. "I'm not bouncing." Sonic replied. Tails emitted from the sheet. "Then what is i- Oh my God..." Tails eyes widened to such a height, it made Sonic turn.

Sonic spotted a spec in the sky that seemed to be growing bigger and bigger. Then he realized that it was headed straight for the ocean. Right next to the workshop. His eyes grew as wide as saucers.

It was the floating island.

Right when Sonic realized that he couldn't help but stare as it hit the water, causing the earth to rumble and shake. Then... out of nowhere, a huge wave formed over their heads.

"Oh shi-"

Sploosh.

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