Chapter 15: Breakdown
Chapter 15! Yay! Okay, so one of my friends wanted me to put her in this story, so I made her into an orange Yoshi. Anyway, thanks for your support!
Outside of the Sonic's mansion, a group of rebels watched from a hill. A red haired girl that had made it to the final three in Total Drama Revenge of the Island watched using her binoculars. The bottom part of her top was ripped off, which she had wrapped around her head like a headband. Her face, showing a look of impressive concentration, was marked with black ink, as if it was war paint. Her tan khakis had dark grass stains on the knees, making her crouch uncomfortably on her high heel wedges. She was concentrated on getting the binoculars focused on the window, determined to find her target. "Now where is she…"
A small orange dinosaur with a large nose and a red shell on its back popped its head from behind her. "Hi, Zoey!"
Zoey let out a small scream as she fumbled with the binoculars. She sighed. "What are you doing, Melaney?" she asked, rather annoyed at the sudden appearance of the Yoshi. "I'm kinda busy right now, you know," she turned back to the mansion.
"What are you doing, anyway?" Melaney asked, totally ignoring the fact that Zoey wanted to be alone.
A voice came from farther down the hill. The voice of a juvenile delinquent to be exact. His green mohawk blended in well with the surrounding trees, despite its brightness, and had piercings through his nose and one of his eyebrows. Around his neck he wore a collar with spikes coming out of it, and his black shirt had white sleeves and a skull on the chest. His dark blue capris led down to his red sneakers. "You know she isn't gonna leave you alone," Duncan said as he etched an image of a skull in the bark of a nearby tree using his knife.
"You're not exactly helping either," Zoey fired back as she continued to stare through the binoculars.
Another voice came from down the hill. "Wanna explain why we're here again?" a goth girl asked. She had short hair that was cut down to her neck and had black and blue streaks running down it. Her boots were a dark black with laces in them and went up to the middle of her thighs. The skirt she wore was short, black, and blue and went over her dark leggings. Her black shirt was jaggedly cut just above her bellybutton, the sleeves being blue and green. The girl put her arms around Duncan as he continued to etch away at the tree, making him smile in pleasure.
"That's my Gwen," Duncan said.
Zoey rolled her eyes and turned to Melaney. "Where's Robin the useless wonder boy and the rest of the Teen Titans?"
Melaney shrugged.
"Don't forget that Stewie, Peter, and Brian Griffin are gone," Duncan pointed out.
"And Heather and Doofenshmirtz," Gwen finished.
"But that's like everybody!" Zoey exclaimed. She sighed. She was never going to stop the Capitol. But she had to avenge Mike…
She shook her head. "Whatever," she picked up her binoculars and went back to spying on the mansion.
"Uh, you still didn't answer my question," Gwen commented. "Why are we here again?"
"We need someone else in the rebellion," she replied simply. "We need… a criminal."
Duncan looked away from his etching on the tree. "Uh, hello, you've already got one," he said, pointing to himself.
"Not you," Zoey scolded. "I have someone even better in mind." She smiled deviously.
Tails turned back to Sheldon as they walked through the woods. "What are you doing?" he asked.
Sheldon was sitting on a rock, using a stick to draw numbers and variables in the mud. "Calculating the area of the arena," he explained, not bothering to look up from his work.
"Why's that?" Amy asked curiously.
"I'm not even gonna bother asking," Tails mumbled. He looked out further into the lush green forest when something shiny caught his eye. "I wonder what that is," he said to himself. He started to run through the woods towards it.
"Tails, where are you going?!" Amy shouted.
He didn't answer. When he finally reached the area he was looking for, he stopped. "Wow."
In front of him stood a large, high tech fighter jet, standing at ten feet tall, painted camouflage green. It seated four people, and had large laser cannons coming from the sides. Tails stared at it in amazement.
Amy ran up next to him, trying to catch her breath. "You know… you…don't…whoa," she said as she noticed the jet in front of her. "What is that thing?"
Sheldon walked up to the two of them. "It's a jet," he commented.
"No, really?" Amy said sarcastically.
"Yes. Really," Sheldon replied, unable to pick up her sarcasm.
"This thing is impressive," Tails said quietly. He used his two Tails to fly to the seats of the jet. He looked at the control panel, which was covered with many buttons and functions. "Seems simple enough," Tails said to himself. He sat in the pilot's seat.
"And no one here thinks it's weird that there's a jet in the middle of the woods?" Amy commented.
"Come on, Amy, I know what I'm doing," Tails said. "We can go spy on the other tributes." He started up the plane as Sheldon climbed into one of the passenger seat.
"Yeah, Tails, because they're not going to think that a plane spying on them is weird," she replied.
Sheldon looked at Tails. "She's not very nice."
Tails sighed. "Come on, Amy, what could possibly go wrong? It's not like we haven't been in a plane before."
"Fine," she said reluctantly as she climbed into the seat behind Sheldon. "What could possibly go wrong. That's what they said at the beginning of every Fairly OddParents episode, but something always went wrong."
"Great!" Tails said excitedly. "Let's go!" The plane began lift into the air. Soon the three tributes were high in the sky.
Meanwhile, two pawn shop workers from Las Vegas had just found a plane in the woods as well. The Old Man sat in the pilot seat as his co-tribute Chumlee sat in the seat behind him.
"I thought you were in the U.S Navy," Chumlee said to the Old Man as they flew through the air.
"None of your damn business what I was in," the Old Man replied. "Just don't touch anything." He continued to stare straight ahead.
Chumlee looked down at a red button on the control panel. "What does this button do?" he asked as he pushed it.
"No don't press that you idiot!" the Old Man yelled. The planes controls started to malfunction as the spun out of control in the air.
Amy squinted her eyes at something she saw ahead of them. "Is that a plane?"
Tails looked up from the control panel. "It is!" he exclaimed.
"I'd hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it's coming this way!" Sheldon yelled.
"Do something, Tails!" Amy yelled in panic.
"No freakin' duh!" Tails shot back. He was panicking too. He fumbled with the controls as the other plane came closer. "I don't know what to do!" he exclaimed.
"What do you mean you don't know what to do?!" Sheldon yelled. "You're the one that said you knew what you were doing!"
"I know," Tails said quietly. "But in reality I don't. And now we're all going to die because of my stupidity." He turned around to look at Sheldon. "Sheldon, I'm sorry I called you crazy. You are, and always will be, a great physicist."
Sheldon raised his hand and separated his index finger and his middle finger from his ring finger and pinkie. "Live long and prosper." He simply said. "And I must admit, you are quite intelligent for you age."
"Thank you," Tails said. He turned back to the window and saw the other plane, only a hundred feet away. "I guess this is it." He closed his eyes and braced for impact.
There was fire everywhere when the two planes hit each other. Flaming metal went in every direction as the five tributes fell to the ground.
Tails woke up to the sound of a cannon. And another one. He looked around at the fiery mess that surrounded him. He saw the Old Man stand up and move. He didn't seem to notice Tails. He looked down at Chumlee and shook his head, then ran off into the woods.
Tails sat on the ground for a moment, resting. It was a miracle that he had survived, and an even bigger miracle that he had barely gotten hurt. A few minutes later, he heard another cannon go off.
So that makes… Sheldon, Chumlee, and…Amy.
He put his head on his knees and began to cry, guilty for making the two of them get in the plane. Now they were both gone…
Angel watched Tails from home, feeling helpless. "What happened?" she asked.
"They broke him," Sonic simply replied.
Chapter 15's done, yay! Looks like Sheldon and Amy are gone though… or are they? Find out next weekend! See ya!