Ark Fox Chapter 17
Thanks to jakeroo123, FeathersofMemory, prowerboy, Strate, 'Cheep the Hedgehog', 'Kratos Pwns', DaddlerTheDalek and ASHPD for reviewing.
This takes place AFTER the next chapter of Ark-Fox, keep that in mind when reading.
Also I'm sorry for the small chapter size.
Don't own any characters, if I did, they wouldn't have silly, silly names.
Tails lifted his head off the keyboard sorely and twisted his neck to get the cracks out; he had a rough couple of days.
Looking down distastefully, Tails spied a pool of his saliva had congealed into the keyboard. "Sigh, just what I need!" Tails said, struggling to keep out a yawn from the end of the sentence.
"You're a sight Tails!" Topaz said sadly, clearly she felt bad for the state the fox was in. "You need anything? Coffee? Tea?" she asked hopefully.
"Sleep..." he shot back truthfully.
"You sure you want to sleep like that..."
"You mean on the floor of my room? Gotta be better than this keyboard here." Tails said without turning around in his chair, but letting out a slight chuckle. "Nah, I like it." Tails said, getting up and waking out the door.
Topaz watched the kitsune walk out with interest, taking in everything he did, After all it was her job, look after the fox.
She wished the news hadn't been broken like that, how Sonic just snapped like that she'll never know, from all she had seen of their relationship.
Although Sonic was obviously going through a lot of stress at the time, he shouldn't have said it like that.
Tails had locked himself in the mainframe, focusing on anything that could take his mind off it, unfortunately finding that kind of information on Space Colony Ark was like finding a needle in a haystack.
Entering the now empty seat, Topaz brought up what Tails was previously looking at.
Black Doom.
Topaz sighed, for the first time in nearly a century; the Black Comet had been seen.
To say the least, it wasn't good news, knowing what they could do, but with Tails?
Tails hadn't taken the news well, his whole body language changed as soon as he heard it. From happy and joyful kid to sly and sarcastic. His tails now dragged along the floor instead of wagging like a happy pup behind him like they normally did.
Shadow hadn't taken the news well either, how would you? How would anyone? He was currently sulking down in his room.
But that didn't faze Topaz much, Shadow always gave off the impression he didn't care and tried to stay away from everyone anyway.
Briefly glancing down on the Earth, Tails took a moment to ponder, what would I have become had I been normal.
This was of course brought along by the fact multiple thunderstorms were visible from here, had he never been born here, created here, would thunder be bearable? Of course the answer would of have been yes.
The Emerald, the same colour of his fur, his saviour, his problem.
Chaos Engraver, why didn't he see it before? This was the emerald used to change him, come to think of it, it was probably the very same one to change Poison Croc into Bio-Lizard as well.
To think his blood lay on the floor near the Chaos Engraver for two weeks, yet here it was 66 years later dried into the metal floor.
To think the thunderstorms raging below caused his fur to stick on end, yet his gloves contained the same energy.
Dragging himself from the window, Tails continued with his thoughts as he slowly walked towards his room.
To think... to think at all...
It was odd really, to finally understand Miles thoughts; he knew yet chose to forget.
His opinion mirrored his own though, no-one deserved to know that, no-one deserved to have that.
But Black Doom had his friends, he was going to pay!
After he finished with him he make himself forget, but not before changing some things, some important things. Others would have to forget as well, everyone except Sonic, Shadow, Bunnie and Sally, unless they chose to forget of course.
He wouldn't forget everything however, just this.
Entering his room, Tails closed and locked his door before proceeding to collapse on the floor.
Minute's later blood could be seen emanating from his mouth as he replayed his own horrifying memory.
"They don't call it 'Chaos' without a reason you know!" was his second last thought before slipping into sleep, his last was his realisation that the floor moved like it was breathing and was heated.
Obviously a little fox wanted to see what it was like to curl up with its mother.
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