BalletGirl537: Woooooo! Finally getting back to this! My greatest apologies for taking so dang long to update this story. It's the end of the year and more and more projects, papers, homework etc has been piling on and taking up more of my schedule. As well as dance and stuff. But I've got a free weekend now and I'm making the most of it! :D Check out my next story too, you're gonna love it! Sorry 'bout the length too. I couldn't really think of anything else, but it makes for a good cliffhanger! :D Thanks for being so patient readers!
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Everything went for Sonic. His vision went away, and every single memory or thought vanished into blackness. Tails doll began to move backward toward the door. Sonic followed slowly. Limply, like the undead, toward the red light like a moth to a fire.
Tails heard footsteps outside of his room. The footsteps were any old footstep. Loud and obnoxious to anyone who had just been woken up. And Sonic was never up in the middle of the night. When he was out, he was out.
Gee, way to be courteous Sonic. Tails thought as he crawled out of bed. He opened the door quietly and peered out. To his right the bathroom, but no one. To the left, he saw the last bit of Sonic's quills when he turned the corner. The hedgehog appeared to be walking with a red light. A flashlight maybe? Tails attempted to call his friend but a huge lump in his throat prevented him from doing so. And so the sleepy fox walked soft down the hallway. Tails dreaded the moment when he got to the corner. What was awaiting him on the other side was beyond him. One every ounce of his courage was mustered up, he quickly spun around the corner. Nothing. But the last glimmer of that red light was over by the door, which was closing. The young fox padded to the door. His rounded up courage flung him to the door frame. He looked out; Sonic was walking toward a bright red light.
"Sonic?" Tails called out, but he regretted it immediately. The door slammed in his muzzle from nowhere. But the little fox was happier than ever that he had been blocked from whatever was occurring. His paws clung to the doorknob.
Was that who I thi- no, it couldn't be! Tails contemplated. Was the thing that gave him his worst nightmares back to haunt them? As hard as it was, he threw away the idea and tried to forget about it. Sonic was probably embarking on some enchanted journey that Tails would have to listen to when he got home. The lights in the house flicked on, and Tails turned back and walked over to the television. He would be up for a while.
Eggman awaited his little minion's return. This was the last phase of his whole plan. Then he'd have everything he needs. The glory of defeating his enemy, and a bonus of having him in the palm of his hand. As his little slave. He could control the hedgehog and force it to watch as his friends burned in the flames of defeat. The scientist snickered at the thought. But those things would come in time. First he'd have to keep the little rat down long enough to chip him, and then the fun part. To break him.
"All in good time I suppose. Although my patience is tried when I have to wait." Eggman said while swiveling in his large chair. He looked down at his hand and formed a fist.
"In the palm of my hand…" He grinned that be-damned evil grin.