Tails' Story

"My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed-my dearest pleasure when free."

-Mary Shelley

Tails smelled something which he had not smelled for well over a week.

Cobblestones.

A castle loomed on the horizon as he looked up, its stone walls a deep lilac purple, and the walls that surrounded it a deep inky blue. The turquoise water flew from the waterspouts like birds and all around people danced and sang. His heart fluttered in his chest. Never before had he felt at home quite like this, feeling like he knew everything.

A young girl only a little older than he was stood at the gate, as if she was looking for something. Her dark eyes pierced the forest he still lingered within, her burning body cackling like a fire. The one whom fire could not harm. Tails saw her click her beak. "A phoenix!" He whispered.

Phoenixes were the oldest species on the planet. They were supposed to have died out after the Old Lineage, whom no one remembered the name of, split apart when the last heir went missing and before the Acorn lineage came to power. But, yet, here was one; so young, so beautiful, but Tails didn't like her in this way, though he admired her.

He felt like he knew her, too, as he ran forward towards her and cried out the name that must've been hers. "Inferna!"

The phoenix turned her head, the purple headdress she wore turning with her towards the voice. Her dark eyes lit up as she recognized him. "Miles!" Her arms opened for him and he barreled into the center of them. "We've waited so long for you!" She exclaimed, her fiery fingers brushing over the top of his head.

Despite her fire, her temperature was normal. Tails squeezed her waist. "I missed you, Inferna," he answered.

"As have I, High Prince Miles. Now come," she took his hand and led him into the city. "We'll get you on your throne so that you may rule once again."

~ST~ST~ST~

Sonic tossed and turned. His first time getting to bed in nearly four weeks and it was plagued by horrid dreams.

Fire raged and lightning flashed as the door admitted him to a room filled with purple mirrors. It was dark, though he could see, and as he looked into the mirror, he was not himself but an older golden fox…with two tails.

"Nice to see you again, Amadeus." Said a smooth, inky voice. A woman stepped forward, a red coat covering her slim figure and her eyes covered by small black glasses. A robot bird landed on her shoulder and clicked, its red eyes glowing in the darkness.

"What do you want, Ivona?" Sonic/Amadeus asked angrily, his tails stiffening.

"What have I always wanted, Amadeus?" Ivona stepped forward, her voice still velvety soft. "Your kingdom." And, she laughed.

The laugh reminded him of someone as a knife flew towards him and he woke up, panting.

The night was eerily quiet. Sonic crossed his legs, one over the other, and heaved a deep sigh. Amadeus…it could be no one else but Tails' father. And Ivona, that Ivona…the name sounded so much like Ivo…

"Eggman!" Sonic hissed in the deep darkness. But wait. Could that woman have possibly been Eggman's mother?! That dream meant more than that his worst enemy actually had a mother. "Tails," Sonic whimpered. The little fox was in danger; Sonic could feel it. He jumped out of bed, threw his shoes over his stubborn socks and dashed down the steps and out the door.

"I'm coming, Tails," he vowed. "I'm coming."

"…This fight is not for anybody, this is purely for myself. There is no way I'm gonna give up 'til the very end…I've got to find the answer."

-Tony Harnell, It Doesn't Matter (SA1 Version)