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The sun was now setting, after wearing through three pencils, two erasers, and the whole day, the new recruit, with stacks of paperwork in hand, headed toward Sally's desk. He placed the pile on the desk, and his hands felt as if they'd fall off.
"There you are Ms. Acorn, all the red tape." The exhausted fox said.
The ground squirrel quickly rummaged through the papers to make sure they were all filled out. "Very good, but I'm afraid it is a little too late to see Sonic today, Your quarters are to be in the southern housing area. You'll be sharing a room with a mouse named Jerome, another new recruit. Have a good night, Selim."
The fox falsly name 'Selim Reworp' walked to his quarters and enter his room. There was a mouse, about a quarter foot shorter than himself sitting at the desk. The rodent looked about mid-teens; his body was an albino white while his green eyes shimmered through his oval glasses at something he was writing. Shutting the door, the fox startled the mouse that quickly turned to face the visitor, his ears perked in his direction.
"Jeez, don't scare me like that." The ghastly mouse said, his voice sounding like any average teen guy, after he had had a breath of helium. The rodent placed the book in the desk drawer and walked up to 'Selim'. "So, you must be my new roommate huh. My name is Jerome Thwartson."
"And my name is Selim Reworp." The vulpine responded.
"Nice to meet ya." The white mouse replied. He looked over whom he'd be sharing his quarters with; he stopped when he saw the vulpine's tails. "Hey, that's some strange pair of tails ya got there."
"Ya, they don't get in the way too much." The future Tails was used to people questioning his appearance.
"Ya know, there's another kid around here that's got a pair just like those."
"You don't say." The fox said, trying to act surprised.
"Ya, his name is Miles "Tails" Prower, but everyone calls him Tails. He likes to hang around Sonic a lot, he's a cute kid, I think you should meet him."
"Really, should be interesting. So, are you new here as well?" 'Selim' said deciding to change the subject.
"Got here two days ago, I was just writing down what happened to me today in my journal. You get your own log too, it arrived here just before you did."
The pale mouse handed the two-tailed vulpine a red book with a feather pen. The name 'Selim Reworp' printed in a goldish color on the front.
"Thanks." Said the future Tails, taking the book and pen.
"Well, I'm hitting the hay, so good night to you Selim." The mouse concluded, walking over to the bunk bed and taking the top one. The rodent quickly fell into slumber.
The older Tails took his journal and walked over to the desk. With pen in hand, he opened to the first blank page and though his wrists still burned from his paper work, the recent events were far to weird to not pass up writing about.
Selim's Personal Log, Entry 1:
Today has been strange. I am no longer convinced what I am living through is a dream. When I was leading the Freedom Fighters to fight Robotnik, for what we felt the final time. The mission was a failure, during my retreat a strange light absorbed me and when I looked around I was looking at the Great Forest of my childhood. I learned that by some odd twist of fate I was taken back to before Sally and Sonic's death at the hands of Robotnik. Maybe I can make a difference and change this from happening again, but I don't know how much time I have. The name I have taken up is 'Selim Reworp'; this is a reflection of my true name of Miles Prower. Tomorrow I'm to meet my old friend Sonic again, and I don't know what I'm going to say. I wonder if I can keep my identity hidden, its not easy playing a stranger in front of people you've known for so many years.
His hand throbbing once again and his eyes growing heavy, the Tails from the future decided to turn in. He shut the book, turned off the light, and rested on the bottom bunk. He was lost in thought about what would come of tomorrow, when he dozed off.
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Tails woke up, his head felt groggy as if all of his blood was pulsing through his forehead. Sitting up he is no longer in his quarters, but in an infirmary.
"Hey, he's waking up!" A voiced called out.
"Wha-What's going on?" The two-tailed fox said, his voice was that of flashback.
"You were out for three days." Said Doctor Quack, walking out of the shadows.
The kit looked around quickly, looking to see if there was anyone else in the room.
"What happened, where are Sonic and the others? Did they defeat Robotnik once and for all?"
The doctor slowly shook his head as a response, his face was looked down toward the floor, and his expression very gloomy.
"Did they get out alive?" Tails asked, his voice shaking in worry.
The doctor slowly looked down and shook his head, his expression, dreary. "There was a huge explosion," the doctor explained, "they never made it out."
"How can you be sure, they've been in tight spots before." The kit said through the approaching tears which choked his throat.
The doctor shook his head again. "I'm sorry Tails there were many witnesses that said that Sonic didn't make it out, only you had been found. On top of that neither Sonic or Sally have reported back and its been three days remember?"
As the doctor said these words the infirmary felt cold, as if it had transformed into a morgue. The kit who was Tails began to shake uncontrollably as millions of emotions began to flood his being like a cold river. Tears ran over his cheeks, turning his fur a darker shade. Every nerve ending in his being burned, yet were cold like an out of control thermostat. Tide after tide came in, each one bringing its own unique emotion. He felt fury and anger, followed by sorrow and sadness. He felt denial and disbelief, followed by dread and despair. Then the emotions receded and he felt a void of emotionlessness grapple his heart. "Sonic.A- Aunt Sally." Was the only audible thing he could say.
The scene fads.
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A new scene opens.
Tails was sitting atop of the roof of his hut; it was three days after he had awoken in the infirmary. The night was beautiful, and not a cloud hung in the sky. The moon, along with millions of stars lit the ground and the kits blue eyes, adding a saddened texture.
"Tails." A voice materialized from behind the stargazer.
The two-tailed fox didn't even bother turning around to see who approached, he could tell by the voice it was Bunnie.
"Don't call me Tails!" The boy yelled out. Ever since Sonic had died, he had come to despise that name. Whether it was because he felt responsible for his friend's death and felt no longer deserving of the title he gave to him, or just the fact the name itself reminded him of the hedgehog didn't matter. He wished to be called by his name of Miles, and it was something he had told everyone.
"Sorry Miles." Bunnie apologized. "You know you don't have to bear 'yer self up over it."
".And why not, I was there, but I didn't save him."
"We don't know much about what happened, but you were unconscious at the time of the explosion. So you couldn't have been able to save him." The rabbot pointed out.
"If I wasn't so weak then things would have been different." Tails said. He wasn't sure if he was more angry with himself or with this comrade interloping on his thoughts.
Bunnie was becoming slightly agitated herself. "Listen Prower, 'ya know that 'yer the next one to take command of our l'il ol' group. We can't 'ave a leader who's always eatin' at himself."
"Would you just shut up!" Tails yelled. "You guys want me to just drop everything and pick up this responsibility, what if I screw up.?"
"Sonic had confidence in ya'," The rabbot said, "Why can't ya' have confidence in yerself? It's been hard on all us Miles, Sonic's death has dealt a huge ol' blow to our morale. Yet, Sonic ain't dead kid. his glow shines from within yerself. I think ya are going to be as great as him, he made sure that ya would." And with the ending of her speech, she jumped to the ground and walked off to her hut.
"Thanks Bunnie." Though she was far from him, her words made a separate presence. "I'm just scared, I never thought I'd have to face this challenge of leadership alone. "
The two-tailed kit leaned back and stared at the stars again, his tails moved slowly. {I still can't believe they're really gone, I've known Sonic since I was seven or eight.}
A light streaked across the sky, cutting through the thoughts of the young one. It was a shooting star; there was no doubt about it. The beam of light reflected off the pupil of the kit as he made his wish. {I wish I could have saved Sonic and Sally from their fate six days ago.} He thought, as a tear rolled down his cheek, realizing what he wanted would be impossible to grant.
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Sorry for the delay in this chapter, I was busy. I'll try to make my deadlines from her on in, but I can't promise it. All the reviews are really helping keeping these coming so if you like this story put in your input. Until next one!
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The sun was now setting, after wearing through three pencils, two erasers, and the whole day, the new recruit, with stacks of paperwork in hand, headed toward Sally's desk. He placed the pile on the desk, and his hands felt as if they'd fall off.
"There you are Ms. Acorn, all the red tape." The exhausted fox said.
The ground squirrel quickly rummaged through the papers to make sure they were all filled out. "Very good, but I'm afraid it is a little too late to see Sonic today, Your quarters are to be in the southern housing area. You'll be sharing a room with a mouse named Jerome, another new recruit. Have a good night, Selim."
The fox falsly name 'Selim Reworp' walked to his quarters and enter his room. There was a mouse, about a quarter foot shorter than himself sitting at the desk. The rodent looked about mid-teens; his body was an albino white while his green eyes shimmered through his oval glasses at something he was writing. Shutting the door, the fox startled the mouse that quickly turned to face the visitor, his ears perked in his direction.
"Jeez, don't scare me like that." The ghastly mouse said, his voice sounding like any average teen guy, after he had had a breath of helium. The rodent placed the book in the desk drawer and walked up to 'Selim'. "So, you must be my new roommate huh. My name is Jerome Thwartson."
"And my name is Selim Reworp." The vulpine responded.
"Nice to meet ya." The white mouse replied. He looked over whom he'd be sharing his quarters with; he stopped when he saw the vulpine's tails. "Hey, that's some strange pair of tails ya got there."
"Ya, they don't get in the way too much." The future Tails was used to people questioning his appearance.
"Ya know, there's another kid around here that's got a pair just like those."
"You don't say." The fox said, trying to act surprised.
"Ya, his name is Miles "Tails" Prower, but everyone calls him Tails. He likes to hang around Sonic a lot, he's a cute kid, I think you should meet him."
"Really, should be interesting. So, are you new here as well?" 'Selim' said deciding to change the subject.
"Got here two days ago, I was just writing down what happened to me today in my journal. You get your own log too, it arrived here just before you did."
The pale mouse handed the two-tailed vulpine a red book with a feather pen. The name 'Selim Reworp' printed in a goldish color on the front.
"Thanks." Said the future Tails, taking the book and pen.
"Well, I'm hitting the hay, so good night to you Selim." The mouse concluded, walking over to the bunk bed and taking the top one. The rodent quickly fell into slumber.
The older Tails took his journal and walked over to the desk. With pen in hand, he opened to the first blank page and though his wrists still burned from his paper work, the recent events were far to weird to not pass up writing about.
Selim's Personal Log, Entry 1:
Today has been strange. I am no longer convinced what I am living through is a dream. When I was leading the Freedom Fighters to fight Robotnik, for what we felt the final time. The mission was a failure, during my retreat a strange light absorbed me and when I looked around I was looking at the Great Forest of my childhood. I learned that by some odd twist of fate I was taken back to before Sally and Sonic's death at the hands of Robotnik. Maybe I can make a difference and change this from happening again, but I don't know how much time I have. The name I have taken up is 'Selim Reworp'; this is a reflection of my true name of Miles Prower. Tomorrow I'm to meet my old friend Sonic again, and I don't know what I'm going to say. I wonder if I can keep my identity hidden, its not easy playing a stranger in front of people you've known for so many years.
His hand throbbing once again and his eyes growing heavy, the Tails from the future decided to turn in. He shut the book, turned off the light, and rested on the bottom bunk. He was lost in thought about what would come of tomorrow, when he dozed off.
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Tails woke up, his head felt groggy as if all of his blood was pulsing through his forehead. Sitting up he is no longer in his quarters, but in an infirmary.
"Hey, he's waking up!" A voiced called out.
"Wha-What's going on?" The two-tailed fox said, his voice was that of flashback.
"You were out for three days." Said Doctor Quack, walking out of the shadows.
The kit looked around quickly, looking to see if there was anyone else in the room.
"What happened, where are Sonic and the others? Did they defeat Robotnik once and for all?"
The doctor slowly shook his head as a response, his face was looked down toward the floor, and his expression very gloomy.
"Did they get out alive?" Tails asked, his voice shaking in worry.
The doctor slowly looked down and shook his head, his expression, dreary. "There was a huge explosion," the doctor explained, "they never made it out."
"How can you be sure, they've been in tight spots before." The kit said through the approaching tears which choked his throat.
The doctor shook his head again. "I'm sorry Tails there were many witnesses that said that Sonic didn't make it out, only you had been found. On top of that neither Sonic or Sally have reported back and its been three days remember?"
As the doctor said these words the infirmary felt cold, as if it had transformed into a morgue. The kit who was Tails began to shake uncontrollably as millions of emotions began to flood his being like a cold river. Tears ran over his cheeks, turning his fur a darker shade. Every nerve ending in his being burned, yet were cold like an out of control thermostat. Tide after tide came in, each one bringing its own unique emotion. He felt fury and anger, followed by sorrow and sadness. He felt denial and disbelief, followed by dread and despair. Then the emotions receded and he felt a void of emotionlessness grapple his heart. "Sonic.A- Aunt Sally." Was the only audible thing he could say.
The scene fads.
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A new scene opens.
Tails was sitting atop of the roof of his hut; it was three days after he had awoken in the infirmary. The night was beautiful, and not a cloud hung in the sky. The moon, along with millions of stars lit the ground and the kits blue eyes, adding a saddened texture.
"Tails." A voice materialized from behind the stargazer.
The two-tailed fox didn't even bother turning around to see who approached, he could tell by the voice it was Bunnie.
"Don't call me Tails!" The boy yelled out. Ever since Sonic had died, he had come to despise that name. Whether it was because he felt responsible for his friend's death and felt no longer deserving of the title he gave to him, or just the fact the name itself reminded him of the hedgehog didn't matter. He wished to be called by his name of Miles, and it was something he had told everyone.
"Sorry Miles." Bunnie apologized. "You know you don't have to bear 'yer self up over it."
".And why not, I was there, but I didn't save him."
"We don't know much about what happened, but you were unconscious at the time of the explosion. So you couldn't have been able to save him." The rabbot pointed out.
"If I wasn't so weak then things would have been different." Tails said. He wasn't sure if he was more angry with himself or with this comrade interloping on his thoughts.
Bunnie was becoming slightly agitated herself. "Listen Prower, 'ya know that 'yer the next one to take command of our l'il ol' group. We can't 'ave a leader who's always eatin' at himself."
"Would you just shut up!" Tails yelled. "You guys want me to just drop everything and pick up this responsibility, what if I screw up.?"
"Sonic had confidence in ya'," The rabbot said, "Why can't ya' have confidence in yerself? It's been hard on all us Miles, Sonic's death has dealt a huge ol' blow to our morale. Yet, Sonic ain't dead kid. his glow shines from within yerself. I think ya are going to be as great as him, he made sure that ya would." And with the ending of her speech, she jumped to the ground and walked off to her hut.
"Thanks Bunnie." Though she was far from him, her words made a separate presence. "I'm just scared, I never thought I'd have to face this challenge of leadership alone. "
The two-tailed kit leaned back and stared at the stars again, his tails moved slowly. {I still can't believe they're really gone, I've known Sonic since I was seven or eight.}
A light streaked across the sky, cutting through the thoughts of the young one. It was a shooting star; there was no doubt about it. The beam of light reflected off the pupil of the kit as he made his wish. {I wish I could have saved Sonic and Sally from their fate six days ago.} He thought, as a tear rolled down his cheek, realizing what he wanted would be impossible to grant.
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Sorry for the delay in this chapter, I was busy. I'll try to make my deadlines from her on in, but I can't promise it. All the reviews are really helping keeping these coming so if you like this story put in your input. Until next one!
