Chapter 3

"Can you feel the sunshine? Does it brighten up your day?

Don't you feel that sometimes...you just need to run away..."

Celestia hummed happily as she waited for the police to finish investigating her room. A few hours after her master killed her mother, she called the police in hopes of them removing the body. She made up a story, saying she was cleaning up downstairs, per her abusive mother's orders, when she heard sounds of a struggle upstairs. When she ran upstairs, her mother was dead and her window was opened.

The cops, of course, ate it right up and began making promises she knew they couldn't keep.

"We'll find the murderer and bring him to justice."

"We're awfully sorry for your loss."

"If anything happens, call us. We'll protect you."

Celestia nodded. The M.E wrapped Madeline's dead body up and took her out.As soon as they left her alone, Celestia began laughing.

"You have set me free, master. I am forever yours now."

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Across the city, a young double tailed kitsune picked up the newspaper left outside his apartment door. Yawning, he closed the door and went to the kitchen and started a cup of coffee. He suddenly paused when he saw the front page'sheadline in big bold black letters.

"HIGH SCHOOL SENIOR KILLED MYSTERIOUSLY IN SCHOOL BATHROOMS"

"Whoa, a murder right in the school?" he thought.

He quickly snapped on the coffee maker and began reading.

"Taylor Dawson, age 17, was found dead in the bathrooms of his own school in a pool of his own blood. Autopsy reveals his face was slashed and his throat was slit. His eyes appeared to have their insides removed, however the medical examiner reveals something baffling, 'His eye shells are completely intact. It's almost as if his eyes were eaten from the inside.'

The school principal, Mr. Mitchel Bradshaw, reveals his security was working perfectly fine that day and there were no signs of a clear break in. The police deducted that the murderer must have been waiting to ambush someone before the school hours started. How the murderer managed to break in is still a mystery: no windows or doors were broken and there is no way of entering from the roof from the outside.

'He was a great guy and a great friend.' A saddened friend of the victim reported. 'I'm really going to miss his jokes and his laughs. He was a great guy and I only hope the police finds his murderer right away so he can go die!'

Police are still on the trail, although the trail seems to be leading no where. Many questions still remain, although we are unable to bring them to you."

Sipping his coffee, the kitsune tried looking for other details but nothing else was written.

"Man...the world today is a scary place," he said outloud.

"Say whaa..." a blue hedgehog came out of the hallway, yawning. "You're up early, Tails. What gives?"

"Just wanted to read the morning fish wrap," Tails replied.

"Morning fish wrap? That's such an old saying," the hedgehog replied.

Tails rolled his eyes. "Well I'm an old fashioned person. Whoop-dee-doo, Sonic."

Sonic raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you seem snappy. Something happen?"

"Take a look," Tails pushed the front page toward his best friend's face.

Sonic took the time and read the article. Tails began making some waffles and soon the kitchen was filled with a smokey sweet scent. He slapped the waffles on a plate and placed them in front of Sonic and his own chair. As he began digging in the cupboards for syrup and other toppings, Sonic threw the newspaper down.

"A murder right under the noses of the school officials and the police don't know where to start. Tails...I have a bad feeling about this."

Tails looked at him as he placed the syrup down. "You're telling me? Sonic, the only kind of creature that can take the insides out of eyeballs with the shells still intact is..."

"Don't say it, I know," Sonic replied miserably. "This means he's been awakened...the only question now is how and who?"

"Think we should go question Eggman?" Tails asked. "See if he can remember what he did with the jewel?"

"That's a good idea," Sonic replied, swirling syrup and whipped cream on his waffles. "But after breakfast."

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In the same neighbourhood, Sonic's self proclaimed beau was also reading the newspaper and had remembered the events of the past.

Amy Rose, a frequent victim of kidnappings by Eggman's robots, always read the newspaper to see the latest crimes and shopping updates. A murder headline on the front page had taken her by surprise and she began reading it. The cause of the death chilled her blood.

"Only one monster can do that sort of killing...but it can't be...he's been buried for a year now!" she said outloud.

Only silence answered her. But her mind was racing with questions. Who awoke him? How did they get the jewel? Why is he awake?

And most importantly...how do we stop him this time?

Amy quickly showered and had a fast breakfast. She wanted to get over to see Sonic and Tails right away.

Only me, Sonic, Tails and Knuckles were the witnesses to some of its evil. Only we were in the Grand Prix with Eggman.

Only we know all about the true evil of Tails Doll.

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"Living in the City, you know you have to survive...

you've got to keep the dream alive..."

Celestia sung happily as she cleaned up her home and made some lunch. Now that she was alone, she had to give herself some responsibility. The question remained if she was going to an Orphanage or if her father would come and raise her.

Neither option was satisfying to her.

But as long as she had her master, she could go anywhere. He would take her with him. He would take care of her.

Right?

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Author's notes: Sorry for the late update. I had a major writer's block and I was having a hard time overcoming it. .-. Plus, I've been going through a few trials lately. My pet rat passed on and I was just asked out by a friend. Weither or not I want to get involved with another relationship is a hard question. :( (My last one ended kinda horribly.)

R&R :)