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Amy is seen walking in the forest looking for X.
Amy:X can I have a word with you?
?:Who are you? You're not my target.
Amy:Actually that's the reason I want to talk to you about. Hopefully face to face.
Then a grey male wolf came out from the trees and landed in front Amy. Wearing a leather jacket and red shades(X).
X(annoyed):Alright what do you want? I have a target to catch.
Amy:Actually that's what I want to tell you. You see the target that you're after is my friend and I would like you to stop hunting him.
X:Clearly you don't know me that well.
Amy:And clearly you don't know me and my friends that well. We will do anything to protect each other from people like you and we will do what ever it takes to stop you. Now I'm only gonna say this once. Are you gonna stop hunting Tails or not?
X(sarcastic):Hmm let me answer that with the most reasonable answer as possible.
We then cut to outside the forest where we hear Amy screaming. Causing seagulls to fly out of the trees. We then cut to Tails and Sticks helping up Sonic and Knuckles. When Amy walks up to them scared, holding her arms around her chest, and the top of her head shaved off. They all gave a shocked look.
Tails(shocked):Amy what happened?
Amy(scared):He said next time he won't miss.
Sticks and Sonic helped Amy to sit down on a beach chair and she started crying.
Tails(mad):Alright he has gone too far.
Tails went into his workshop and pulls out a chest full of his inventions.
Sonic(confused):Tails what are you doing.
Tails:I'm not gonna stand by as X hurts my friends. If he wants to play hunter then this pray's gonna be hard to catch.
Tails pulls out a red and yellow hand cannon and gets ready to battle.
Sonic:I can't let you do this Tails. There has to be another way.
Tails:Sorry Sonic this is the only way I can think off that will end this.
Sonic:Tails don't do this we can protect you.
Tails:I'm sick of hiding behind my friends. Just let me do this Sonic.
Tails then heads out of his workshop and headed to fight X.
