This chap is a little boring. But it needs to be posted. A few minor things have been fixed by dearest Wingless Rain.

THE ENEMY

Chapter Theme: Me the Enemy by Magna-Fi

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It had been four days since our friend Tails was banished from the glorious town of Knothole. Banished by his own friends, from his own home. By his hero. But, despite this fact, it was a beautiful day, the sun shining, only four or so small clouds in sight, birds flying around, and a slight breeze wavering through the air…

And here, on the ground in the valley about six miles from the Great Forest, lay Tails.

Asleep, on a rock. This rock, the night before, had been terribly and surprisingly comfortable, therefore convincing him to sleep there. Night had been warm, thanks in no small part to a recent rise of temperature. Three days of shifting rain and sun usually has that effect on the climate, he thought.

He had not thought to go too far, but he didn't know why. He didn't want to go back, not at all. In fact, it wasn't just 'all in his mind' that he didn't want to go back, but God had obviously made it a mission to make sure he didn't want to. He absolutely did not look back.

It was such a thing as being blinded by hate and anger for a short time, or over a period of a few days. In this kind of situation, that was usually the case. But Tails had better sense than that. It was more along the lines of being unfairly taken to mind, or comprehended, as being a murderer. To be blatant, it was simply bullshit.

He knew that he would only be exiled until they found that he had killed Branson. Then, he would be hunted down, and, despite everyone's liking towards him, put to execution. He knew he didn't do it, so that gave him a little hope. Everyone else knew that he didn't do it, too. But still, he thought of his attitude towards returning to Knothole as punishment towards them for not believing him.

And just out of sight, watching him closely, was his archetype. Waiting; for Tails to have a nightmare, fueled with hate, so that he could go on another death mission. But his conscious self never had a dream; he just slept, with no thought at all. Just a peaceful sleep. For the night staring into a blank, black screen, having no consciousness at any time… just sleep. This slightly angered the Shadow, due to the fact that he had nothing to accomplish but sit here and wait for Tails to want someone dead.

But, the truth was, Tails didn't want anyone dead. He would never want Sonic or any of his friends dead; he just wanted to not be a part of anything that the Freedom Fighters might do anymore. He wanted NOTHING to do with them. Nothing done to help him in exchange with no existence towards them was a fair deal with the small orange fox. But, never would he wish anyone was dead.

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QUE: Opticon by Orgy

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In the distance, two swatbots could be seen heading in Tails' general direction. One was carrying an injection needle with some kind of green liquid in it. "Dr. Robotnik said the fox would be around here." The free handed one said in a robotic, one-tone voice.

"Affirmative. Search for the kid and alert me if you find him." The other said in the same kind of tone. So from there the two split up, going the two complete different directions that weren't Tails'.

After about twenty minutes of searching, the swatbot with the needle found the small kitsune on a rock. So peaceful, but slightly strung out, did he look on this rock. He was obviously more comfortable than expected by anyone. He called Eggman with the communicator on his arm.

"Dr. Robotnik. We have found the subject. Shall we proceed to the lair?"

"Yes. Good job. Now hurry up and inject the raven!" The swatbot did as instructed.

So with that, he called his partner, and they both headed towards the lair. Tails, now, would be out for quite a while. He was in a deep sleep…

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Kari stared out the open window.

To cut to the point, because there is nothing else to mention but the landscape, there is no possible way that Tails could have done shit to kill anyone. Period.

But some things aren't fixable. What's done is done, at least until Tails got even smarter and invented a time machine.

But now that he was gone, it would be hard, due to the fact that the nearest junkyard that wasn't in Knothole was at least four or five miles away. Even then, he would need other things that weren't in the junkyard… right? But 4 days had passed… he could have traveled that far, right? After all, he could fly.

But at certain times, small details that made up one's anatomy didn't matter.

The thoroughness that the Lord contained was obviously too great for the inhabitants of Knothole to compensate. He apparently liked things clean, but as far as Kari was concerned, the son of a bitch had a dirty mind.

Did anything go according to plan?

Not that anyone knew of, yet. There had been many who thought that everything had gone according to plan, in favor of them. But in reality, they are ignorant, and they only assume. Of course, generic lifestyle says that eventually what was thought to be events gone according to plan comes back and bites them in the ass.

The layout of such things is a bitch.

She stared out the window still, looking over the trees that went on for a mile, in hope of finding Tails breaking the exile and returning home. But none such luck came, of course. By now, Tails had either been mauled by swatbots, or was far away from here.

But she refused to believe he was gone, just like any other person would when someone they loved had something terrible or stupid happen to them.

Aerial walked in the room. Upon seeing her best friend looking thoroughly depressed, she walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "He's not going to come back."

Kari just stared out the window still. Her statement was kind of obvious. Aerial sighed.

"The way he was talking…" Kari waved a hand in front of Aerial's face as she talked, thus showing her lack of interest or care in what she was saying.

"Shut up. I'm going to find him."

This had come up pretty quick, considering Aerial had only been in the room for about thirty seconds, and nothing had led up to this. On another note, Aerial was dumbstruck. "What… in the heck are you talking about?"

Kari grabbed some black gloves and a jacket from her dresser top and put them on. "Just what I said. I'm going to find Tails." She then walked over to the door, grabbed some heavy-utility (or so it looked as if) boots, and walked back over to the bed. Aerial sighed.

"You can't be serious." She walked over and sat on the bed next to Kari, a little nervous about her friend going out on her own to find her brother. The thought was absurd, especially since the recent issues concerning multiple swatbots being sighted around the Great Forest. Even more so was the thought of Kari getting captured.

But Arieal wasn't gong to follow Kari; that was stupid, in her opinion. But apparently, there was nothing to stop Kari from going now. Arieal didn't even want to try, because at the moment she felt lazy and lifeless. She had no feelings, she was just blank.

"Alright…. but Kari, be careful. I'm going to take a shower." She turned to walk to the door, and Kari stopped her.

"Here… take this; I don't want to get it dirty if I happened to encounter something." She handed Arieal necklace- made by Tails by some titanium, silver, and an amethyst they found way back before Sonic found them. Arieal stared for a minute.

"Sure."

The necklace had Kari's favorite ever since Tails gave it to her. It was a symbol of their relationship, and it meant a lot to her. If it were to break, she would get angry. Really angry, and sad. Probably go into a deep depression, from Arieal's point of view. Everybody has something that they hold dear- and this necklace just happened to be Kari's.

Arieal thought for a minute, put it in the second drawer of her dresser, and walked into the bathroom. Kari stared after her, trying to figure out her lack of consciousness for her leaving at the moment, but then realized she had to get out before everyone came downstairs for lunch. She grabbed her backpack off the dresser and headed towards the door. She opened it, turned towards the stairs and ran till she reached them. Once she hit them, she ran all the way down (four levels, because the palace was pretty big) and continued towards the front door. It was then she realized she should take some sort of refreshments- and the kitchen should be full. But Kari wasn't a normal one; she knew a way around the security, or so it was called. She walked into the kitchen, where a few chefs were preparing for lunch. She hid behind a table, out of their sight, and waited.

After about ten or so minutes the chefs went to inform people of the 'Thirty Minutes Until Lunch', she darted towards the counter and leapt over it. Making her way to the refrigerator took no time at all.

She opened it, grabbed a few drinks and food, stuffed them in her pack, and took off. She left through the first door she came to. The only one who had seen her exit was Antoine, who called after her, but to no avail.

No shit.

She turned right and went the same way Tails went.

After about four minutes of walking in a straight line, she slowed down a bit and looked around. After doing this for twenty seconds and finding nothing, she called Tails' name.

Nothing.

"Dang it, Tails… where are you?" Of course, there was no answer, for she was only talking to herself.

She walked on a little more, and still found nothing. She was getting really fed up, but she had only been there an estimated ten minutes. Quite obviously, she had a short temper. She just hated waiting for things.

She sat down against a tree and opened up her backpack. Grabbing a drink and a pack of pop-tarts from it, she sighed.

"Tails, why won't you come back?" As she said this, she heard a twitch to her left. "What…" she stood up to go investigate, and that was the last thing she would do on her own for some time now.