AN: Due to writer's block of death, I'm giving a somewhat easier style a try. I always felt that this ends up sounding like a rant, but it's worth trying.
Chapter Four: Out of the frying pan, into the fire
(Frost's POV)
Good lord. Tails decides to hack the Blizzard network, I get a copy of FEAR after swearing off horror games for good, and THEN something has to break.
Wait, let me restate that: someone has a mental breakdown. And it's Amy, of all people. Boyfriend troubles.
Oh, why did I have to get this job?
Oh yeah, because I "have a way with people" that Tails lacks.
It's called being empathic; where telepaths read minds, I read emotions.
And minds to some extent. I always had a knack for psychic stuff.
Anyway, I pull up to her apartment building, get to her apartment, and find out she doesn't want to let me in. Deciding to take the direct approach, I read her mind the best I can… and nearly die of a cliché of b-grade movie proportions. During the time she felt Sonic could never go back to normal, she fell in love with a wolf from Special Forces: Jacob Jankowski. Damn, that sounds like something I've done before now that I think about it. Fragile situation alarm!
"Amy, I can understand! I was in your situation once! Just please don't do what I think you're about to do!" I yelled, hoping that I would at least do something, maybe get her to open the door. Finally, after a few tense moments, Amy opened the door and let out a long sigh.
"Ok."
There was nothing unnerving about her room, no gun or noose lying about, nor bottles of poison. The only thing that made me think she might commit suicide was the extreme trauma of Sonic's 'possession' and her confusion over who she truly loved. "Amy, I'm not sure how to explain this to you…"
"You read my mind, and it backfired."
I shot into a defensive state. "What?"
Amy smirked. "You didn't expect another telepath, did you?"
I was finally able to read her true intentions: she knew I was a telepath, and lured me here for a talk about… something…
"Do you really think I had fallen for someone named 'Jacob Jankowski', when he doesn't even exist? Oh, and I seriously don't think that getting FEAR was a good idea. It WILL scare the crap out of you," she said, flashing a Sonic-esq smirk. "I just needed to get you here to tell you something."
"What?"
"I know the energy signature of these 'demons'… and they aren't what you'd think they are."
I still kept my guard up. "Why did you have to bring me here so… stealthily? I'm no Jamie Bond."
Amy sighed. "I had to be extra careful; I couldn't let anyone know what I know. The demons… They weren't born, they where built."
My mouth shot open. "WHAT?!"
"They where created by Armtek, a Department of Defense contractor. I don't know much, but they have a DOD signature…"
KA-BLAMMO!!!
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" I yelled, drawing my Browning High-power. A quick look out the window told all:
Eggman.
With one of his new, skyscraper-size mechs.
"This… isn't a good day."
(Third-person POV)
(Tails' lab)
(Playing: You know my name [Chris Cornell)
Tails had reached the breaking point with Dr. Robotnick a long time ago.
But this latest plot blew his mind.
Destroy Station Square?
Was he mad?
"I've had it, Eggman. This time, you will die…"
Cha-chunk...
"… and I'll make sure of it. If hell won't come for you, I'll just have to bring it."
AN: Yep, Citadel-sized mechs. And it's Tails & Frost VS Eggman. What more could you ask for in your Half-life? (Sorry, I had to make the joke.) Anyway, expect some badass-ness. Tails is pissed to a level that makes the worst of Shadow's anger look like a candle flame next to an inferno. We're talking beheadings, people.