Sonic bounds across the room, gunning for the television set.
From the wicked entity, a tentacle shoots out from the dark mass and collides with Sonic's small glowing body. Sonic is flung into the stairs, shattering the hardwood into fragments beneath his dense form. Before the shards can even finish flying through the air, Sonic rockets himself toward Mega Tails Doll, aiming to wretch the small fox boy from the bubbling black mass. From the corner of his pupil-less eye, Sonic catches sight of a gust of black sludge a split second before feeling himself collide with a wall. With no hesitation, the determined hedgehog springs back into action, rocketing himself into the fray with relentless ferocity. As another dark tentacle collides with him, he manages to catch it, and wastes no time in spinning around with the appendage in tow. With three lighting quick turns, Sonic rips the thing from the full figure, and i screams with pain and frustration as Sonic's resilience begins to weaken it. Green sludge gobbed from the monster's wound, but soon formed black again as the vile blood has begun to clot at an alarming pace. The creature's regenerative abilities were something to fear, thought Sonic vaguely during mid-battle, but alas, his mind is too flustered to articulate real deep thoughts at the moment.
As the battle ensues, Amy can only dart her eyes from side to side, seeking fruitlessly her opportunity to participate in the epic scene. But even though she connot be an active participant in this battle of surreal forces, she can quietly observe and articulate the turns being taken, and come up with a strategy accordingly. From what she can see, Sonic and RTails, the moniker she has given to him momentarily, are roughly equal in battle, as Sonic has a speed advantage and RTails has the strength advantage.
One blow after the other, Sonic is pelted mercilessly by the evil entity, yet Sonic puts a great deal of damage on him as well. But as the time progresses, it becomes apparent that Sonic is getting stronger. Yet... to Amy... it's not the better kind of stronger.
Amy is aware that Sonic's dark form has a peculiar tendency to be somewhat of a wild card, yet on most occasions, it served it's purpose as a protection mechanism for Sonic, to make sure that Sonic was unharmed, as well as his friends. However, something with this form has always been unnerving, and this battle continues, the change in demeanor that Sonic displays in this form is beginning to become more and more apparent.
Wrapping a dark tentacle around Sonic's waist, the entity chuckles with maniacal delight as Sonic struggles to free himself from the tightening hold. Amy dashes close to the enemy, hammer hoisted high above her head, but stops short after Sonic's growls send chills down her body. The spines on Sonic's body stiffen to the strength of reinforced steel, and with unconstrained aggression, he rips a chunk out of the monstrous black flesh with his spin dash. The monster reels back from the blow, forked tongue wriggling as his scream fills the room. As Dark Sonic lands, Amy sees that the pale and usually mouth-less form has indeed grown one, smiling with wicked shark-like teeth. As she cautioned a look towards his eyes, his smile widened at the sight of her, and he shoots her a thumbs-up as he continues his gruesome onslaught.
She stares on, an unsettling feeling forming at the pit of her he smiled at her, and even gave her his signature pose, she still felt like entire the situation was off.
She shakes her head to put off the thought, trying to concentrate on the situation at hand. As the battle ensues, Amy rushes behind the couch to prevent from getting caught in the crossfire. As she weighs the odds, things are looking increasingly bad for Tails. Sonic is holding off the monster pretty well, but Tails' body is still in there... there is a possibility that is Sonic holds off Tails for long enough, then Tails will simply be freed from the grasp of the Tails Doll, but what if that's not the case? What if, in the defeat of the monster Tails Doll conjured, Tails doesn't make it? And even more so, what is Sonic is defeated? He's fine now, but if he continues at the rate he's going, he may not have the energy left to finish him off? As much as she would hate to admit it, she simply does not have the power to match up with the power they're putting out in battle... if Sonic goes down, how's Amy going to fix it? She wishes that there were more seats on the plane, so that maybe Silver could accompany them, but she knows that dwelling on the past will not mend the situation in the present. Right now, she has to think.
"Tails in the monster... Sonic still trying to get to the console... Dark Sonic gaining in power... situation getting out of hand..." She feels as if she's missing something, something she knows can end it, something that can shut off Tails Doll.
A light bulb blares brightly in her brain.
Shut off.
"The Generator!" Amy rasps under her breath.
She whips her head around to the battle scene, where Sonic is still going all out against the merciless beast. Sonic's knuckles are bleeding a bit, and his eyes have gained two red pinpricks, a troubling turn of events. Amy must act quickly.
"Sonic!" Amy shouts, Sonic continues as if he hadn't even heard her. Amy knew that this could happen, Sonic's dark form has a tendency to get a bit intense, and it's starting to effect his senses. But Amy knows Sonic, and she has her ways of getting his attention.
Clearing her throat, Amy taps into the younger part of herself, the part that would wail to him in the way she did, wielding her hammer and running full sprint to get his attention. Taking in a deep breath, Amy emptied her lungs the next second. "SOOOO-NIIIIC!" The pitchy wail made him wheel his head around, and the sight of her face dissolved the pinpricks away in a nanosecond. Still strong.
"Sonic!" She pleaded. "Don't hurt Tails! Remember, he's still in there! Make sure to just tire him out, then we can get Tails' body out of there!" Sonic hears her words, just barely, and the toothy grin on his face disappears. With a thumbs up, this time a relaxed and sincere one, Sonic launches off once again to face his aggravated foe.
"That's my hedgie." Amy smiles after slipping away. The blurs and crashes of the fight conceal her from the attentions of the Tails Doll as she made her way outside. calling out to Sonic was simply to ensure that he did not get too carried away... but even still she knows she has to hurry, the fight must be taking a big toll on the both of them, and she doesn't want to find out what happens if Sonic's dark form gets desperate. No time for thinking about this, must find the generator.
Meanwhile, Sonic is doing a fair job at keeping Tails out of danger throughout the onslaught. However, this does not distract from the fact that Tails is in a constant state of danger, one that proves to be a bit troubling for the unfortunate young fox...
SONIC! OH MY GOD! PLEASE! BE CAREFUL! Sonic! Gah! Watch out! Don't get hurt! SONIC! If Tails had his body, his heart would certainly be pounding out of his chest at this point. In the midst of the thrilling action, the young 8-year-old has had just about enough of all this excitement for one day.
And for the best friend of Sonic the Hedgehog, that's saying something.
Of course, oblivious to his inner predicament is his heroic buddy, doing his best to ensure that the malignant Tails Doll not succeed in his heinous crime. But, presses so close against the usually cobalt hedgehog, he notices little quirks that begin to appear in Sonic... and not of the reassuring sort. Suppressed giggling, a complete, single minded willingness to jump into the fray once more after nearly getting his head sliced off, a hunching of his shoulders and licking of his lips. The clues are all there, and it doesn't take long before Tails is able to deduce that Sonic's Dark Form is beginning to alter his demeanor.
EXE warned about this form, the intensity, the overwhelming power. Sonic could become lost in it's shadowy grasp if he was not careful, and in the fight to save his friend, that's exactly what he isn't. Sonic... he values the lives of others over his very own. Especially the lives of those closest to him. In his fight for Tails' freedom, this form is destroying him, turning him into something he's not, something terrifying, something sinister.
In his useless state, Tails cannot do anything to urge the hedgehog to step back and undo the form, that is, before it is too late. All he can do is wish and wish, that Amy is able to make it to the generator room before Sonic turns completely.
Another swipe at his face from the ebony claws of the Tails Doll, and Sonic takes the hit, spiraling into the wall. He uses his arm to wipe the blood from his cheek, wincing his eyes shut. Flicking it away, the red glow reflected on the droplets indicates that those red pinpricks in his eyes have returned. With another menacing chuckle, Dark Sonic lunges himself back into combat.
Amy, Please... Tails thinks, watching as his brother is turning before his very eyes. Hurry...