It started when I decided to take a trip to the City and my friends wanted me to pick up a few things for them while I was there. I agreed and I left, the City was a few days away from my home so I had decided to use my Extreme Gear and it's equipment for the first time in a while, since I had sworn never to touch it for a while after I broke my wrist riding it.

I thought that while I was there that I would look around the City for someone who could modify my Gear so that I could ride it without an accident but my plans were derailed after I entered the City.

There was smoke coming from the other side of the City and I could smell oil, the type of oil that Eggman uses in his robots.

I flew through the streets, dodging the lasers from his robots and saving those that I could when a lucky shot hit the bottom of my gear, destroying the booster and sending me flying into a wrecked building. I was lucky to get away with a few cuts and bruises but my board was totaled.

I was forced to continue on foot, destroying the Egg Pawns and smaller robots with what I had on hand or what I could use from my environment. I couldn't use my powers because they were better at destroying groups of robots that gathered together to form a unit and it would be suicide to fight the bigger robots on my own.

I made it to what was the town square, where a group of mobians with strange weapons was holding off the robot army, allowing the citizens to run for it. I jumped into the fray, blasting away a unit of robots with my powers, allowing a few of them to breathe for a few seconds before the fight started up again.

I thought that the robots here would be the last of Eggman's army but I was wrong.

Eggman had something new to use against us, something that we had never seen before and wouldn't see again.

I had my back to whatever it was since I was helping the last of the citizens leave the battlefield but I turned around when I heard screaming.

The laser that came from it's hand killed the fighters in one hit and it was so fast that I didn't even see it until it burned the ground in front of me.

I was so mad that I threw one of my energy blasts at it and it didn't even filch when the Galaxy blast hit it in the face, causing a cloud of smoke to appear. I ran around so that I was behind it, to throw another blast when it responded with a blast of it's own, causing mine to nearly blow up in my face if I hadn't taken back the energy that I used to create it.

A third blast hit me in the stomach, knocking me back into a wall, where I left a crater behind. I hacked up what felt like the last meal that I ate before I arrived in the city and when I looked at my stomach, it was a sea of red. Blood exploded from my mouth, staining my muzzle, my bangs and my chest.

I pulled myself out and I was about to try again when I noticed that my Galaxy energy wasn't responding to me, I tried and tried again to summon a blast and when that didn't work, a simple spark but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't do it.

My powers were gone, no, it was like I never had them.

I couldn't understand why but I was knocked out of my thoughts when it laughed before it started to attack the civilians that I was protecting, killing them like they were cattle and taunting them.

I grabbed one of the weapons that the fighters were using and I aimed for it's back, my hand was shaking and I couldn't stop it.

I was scared.

It turned around to look at me and I had to fight my instinct to run away and not look back. It was wearing a mask, that only allowed one eye to be seen, the smoke and the ash had stained it's fur, preventing me from figuring out what color it was. I rubbed at my eyes when I realized that my vision had started to blur, I didn't know if it was from fear or from the blood loss or the smoke and the ash but it felt like I was about to collapse where I was.

It taunted me, it seemed to love the look of fear that I had on my face and the fact that I was powerless against him. A blast that landed right in front of me was all that it took to make me trip on my own tail while I was trying to back away, I dropped my only weapon and it laughed.

That third blast wasn't to kill me, it was to make me submit to my fear, it loved to see me scared. It wanted me to make mistakes, to give it a chance to kill me, to feed on the terror that it could create.

It told me to run and to scream, because if I did, it would let me live and that's what I did.

I got to my feet and I ran, with tears blurring my vision and a lump in my throat.