(A/N) Hey, I haven't updated in a while. Sorry, school and home life have gotten me all tied up. Here is another breath taking chapter...well maybe not breath taking, but very good. This chapter is short, but it should serve your appetite.

Tails continued to try and level the plane.

"Come on, lift," The kitsune strained with the controls, pulling every emergence procedure he knew. Still, the Tornado headed on a path of its own.

"Tails, you got to make it stop!" Amy reached over the seat to help Tails steer.

"It's no use, Amy. The more I try to fight with it the more..." Before Tails could finish his statement, the plane jerked violently causing him to hit his head on the control panel. Tails passed out from the hit and the plane took full control of its course.

"Tails!" Amy tried to shake him awake. "Now this isn't right." After everything that had been happening to her lately, Amy added this to the list.

For the time being the plane was remaining level. Was the Tornado flying itself? Amy looked up from her injured friend to the window. Sure enough, the plane was flying solo. But how? Did Tails accidently trigger an auto-piolet? Did the Tornado have an auto-piolet? And if so, how come Tails couldn't inactivate it?

Amy looked back at Tails. He wasn't bleeding, that's a good sign, just a small bump from the collision. As she checked Tails for any major problems, the yellow chaos emerald caught her eye. Tails had placed it under his seat, but the planes crazed motion had rolled it back out into view. Could it have something to do with the Tornado's odd behavior?

Amy reached over and grabbed the gem. The light it produced seemed to mist out like a fog over her hand. Amy was surprised and dropped the emerald. She had never seen the emeralds do something like that before. Slowly, the strange mist began to illuminate the cab of the plane. The floor had disappeared in a ray of soft yellow light hazed in obscurity.

Amy raised her feet off the floor and into her chair. Tails squinted as he came to. He groaned loud enough for Amy to hear and she quickly responded to it.

"Tails! Something's wrong with the emerald!"

Tails surveyed the cab. He shot up as he took notice of the fog.

"What is that stuff!" Tails also lifted his feet from the tinted mists below him. Visibility in the cab was nearing zero as the Tornado's alarms rang out.

"What dose that mean, Tails!" Amy tried in vain to see the controls or at least out the window. The only sight she was greeted with was a view of the Emerald Sea below them. Tails reached for the controls with one hand and tried to fan the clouds away with the other.

"I can't see the controls," Tails pulled the Tornado's head lights. The plane's light shot out like a beckon, and the control panel lit up. "There, that should help." Even with the glowing words, Tails was unable to read the source of the alarms. The plane began to shake as the alarms continued to blare causing for a panicked environment.

"Amy!" Tails called after a moment of quick thinking. "The planes going to crash! We have to jump for it." Amy wasn't thrilled with the idea, but it was either that, or crashing into the sea. Tails pulled the hatch open, the cloud of yellow light poured out and over the sides of the craft. Tails grabbed Amy's waist and started a helicopter like motion with his twin tails. He began to lift them both from the plane when Amy began to squirm in his grasp.

"We can't leave the emerald!" Amy pried Tails' hands from around her and dropped back into the plane.

"AMY?" She was lost in the mist. Tails panicked as he tried to spot her in the clouded cab. The alarms of the plane still calling out their warning as Tails glanced out ahead of the Tornado. "Ahh!"

Angel Island. That's what all the forewarns where for. Angel Island floated over the waters of the Emerald and Sear Sea. The Tornado was going to crash into the lower island and Amy's still on board!

"AMY!" Tails looked the plane over again as Amy rose her left hand out of the mist. Tails sped over and grabbed the ligament as the plane ripped from under her. The two remained suspended in air, holding onto each other, awaiting the explosion from the plane.

As the flame and debris flew at them, the two were blown away from the island, and from the only landing sight for miles. Still holding firm to Tails with her left hand and the emerald in her right, Amy felt as if she had lived this moment before. She closed her eyes and allowed the feelings around her to direct what could be her last thoughts. The rush of wind in her face, the sound of the crashing waves below, and soon would follow the cold chill of the waters. Amy's body tightened up with the thought, she readied for impact...

Tails gave his all to fight back the forces that be, pulling him and Amy higher away from the sea. Tails brought them to eye level with the crash sight. Pieces of the plane jettisoned out of the rocky island bottom. Amy could tell Tails was upset about the loss of the Tornado, and looking up into his face it was evident. His eyes didn't leave the sight until the last of the flames were extinguished by the waters below.

Amy watched the emerald now. It had stopped its ill-sorted light misting, and had returned to the norm for chaos emeralds. Why had it done this?

"We better land," Tails shifted Amy and held her in a much safer position. They remained silent until they reached the solid ground of the island.

"We could try to find Knuckles," Tails placed Amy down and landed beside her, "Though I'm sure he's on his way after hearing the crash." Tails' reasoning sounded good enough, so the two sat near the edge of the crash. Amy sighed. Perhaps she needed to tell him the whole story behind the emerald's mysterious appearance.

"Um, Tails?"

"Yes, Amy."

"I didn't really tell you everything about this emerald." That was aperient. "And, maybe it has something to do with the emerald's strange behavior." Tails sat up. "You see, I kinda found it around a car accident about two days ago."

"I thought you said you found it in a barn?"

"I did, please don't interrupt."

"Sorry."

"Anyway, the barn was around the accident, so I went searching near it for clues."

"Clues to what?"

"Clues To The Accident!" Amy should have guessed her story was going to take more then simple explaining. But she didn't even know why she did what she did, or how she found herself out there looking for a murder case. Still, she explained as best she could all the events that took place that day.

"And it even touched me when I jumped from the window. It lowered me to the ground!" Tails was a bit confused by the story. It almost didn't sound realistic.

"And this 'dark figure' never talked to you?" Amy shook her head. Tails took the emerald up in his hands. There was something different about it. Even the design cut of the emerald seemed off from that of a chaos emerald.

"This isn't an emerald," Amy turned to Tails who sat deep in thought. "Not a chaos emerald anyway."