Chapter 17: Max Revive

Surprise, surprise! That's right, I'm back, and there's TWO chapters the week! Why you ask? Well for one, I have no school on Friday :) And two, Melaney kept bugging me to write another chapter -_- but anyway, surprise!

Tails opened his eyes. The back of his head was throbbing with pain, the sunlight giving him a headache. He was in the exact same place as when he was knocked out, except his hands and feet were bound together with scratchy rope. He looked up and saw an orange haired boy staring at him, smirking evilly.

"Well, well, well," he said menacingly. He turned to his brother. "Ferb, I know what we're gonna kill today." He turned back to Tails and picked him up by his neck, pinning him against the plane. "What do you want?" Phineas asked harshly.

"Let… me go," Tails choked out. He made several attempts to kick Phineas away, but the rope bound around his legs prevented him from doing so.

Phineas increased the pressure on the fox, making him choke even more. "I'll finish you off, right here, right now." He took his knife out and pressed it on Tails' neck. "Get ready to die, you little deformed pest. What does the fox say, hmm?"

Tails felt a fiery rage begin to form inside of him as he glared at Phineas. "The fox says…get the hell off me!" He found an inner strength he never knew he had and used all of his might to kick Phineas away. The boy fell to the ground, shocked. Tails used his teeth to tear the rope from his hands then untied his legs. He ripped the knife out of Phineas' hand and pointed it at his face. "It's your turn to die," he said sharply.

Phineas smiled calmly. "Oh, is it Tails? Because I don't think that's what Ferb has to say about it." The ground began to rumble under them. Tails looked up from Phineas as the trees behind him shook as if there was an earthquake. Then the two of them saw it.

"Whoa," Tails said, looking at the robot that floated before him. The figure was black and yellow, and had a sharp beak. There were rockets that came out of its shoes and behind, allowing it to float in the air. It had strong black arms and legs, able to crush anything. The Beak, Tails thought in amazement.

Phineas jumped into the upper half of the robot, taking control. "What do you think, Tails? You should be impressed, someone like you could never build anything like this."

Tails growled under his breath. "I'll never be impressed by anything you build!" he yelled.

Phineas tsked. "Then I guess we'll just have to crush you in to a million pieces." The Beak floated forward, then gave Tails a powerful punch to the chest. He went crashing in to the jet, in serious pain. He stood up anyway.

"I may not have created it myself, but it'll have to do," he jumped into the plane and started it up, making it fly in the sky. "Let's do this." He pushed one of the buttons on the control panel, which activated the laser cannon. He fired it at the Beak, but it missed.

"Hmph," Phineas said. "You think you can beat us with your pathetic little plane? You're unbelievable." He used the Beak to fly into the air to chase Tails, shooting at him along the way.

"All right then," Tails said. "I'll just have to use the rear cannons instead." He activated the cannon's controls and sent a blast from behind the plane, aiming for the Beak. It dodged the attack however.

I can't hit it! Tails thought in panic. "No," he said firmly. "I have to keep my nerve." He turned the jet around to face the Beak. "I'm not gonna run away from you," he yelled. He shot another laser at the Beak, which made direct contact to its stomach. "Yes!" Tails exclaimed excitedly. "I hit it I hit it!" He smiled as he watched the Beak fall to the ground.

Phineas climbed out of the Beak as soon as it crashed. He opened up the legs of the Beak in hopes that Ferb would be okay. "Ferb?" he asked. He gasped. He saw Ferb in the suit, bleeding and not moving.

Then, a cannon went off.

Phineas growled and balled up his fists, punching the ground and the trees. He looked up at the jet that loomed over them. "He's gonna pay," he said darkly. "Come down here and look at what you did, you deformed rat!" he yelled.

Tails stuck his head out of the window of the jet and saw Ferb's dead body. He felt a pang of guilt in his chest as he watched the two of them. Oh well, he thought. It was either him or me. He looked down at Phineas. "What are you gonna do about it?" he taunted. If he could make Phineas angry, he could definitely win against him in a fight. "I'm up here, and you're stuck down here."

"Just get down here, and fight me!" Phineas cried. He would get revenge for Ferb's death, even if he had to die himself. "I want to fight you, hand to hand combat!"

Tails sighed. "Fine. I guess I'll kill you today too." He landed the plane on the ground near the cliff. All I need to do is get him to fall in there, he thought. He jumped out of the plane.

Phineas didn't hesitate for a second. He punched Tails in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground. He then kicked him continuously, causing Tails to groan in pain.

Tails stood up slowly. "You'll have to do better than that," he remarked. He punched Phineas in the face, the kicked him in the knees and shins. They continued to hurt each other until they were both bleeding intensely.

Phineas took out his knife angrily. "I've had enough of this," he said as he continued to walk towards Tails. He was only a few feet away from the cliffs edge now, and about to fall to his death. "Say goodbye, Miles Prower!" he shoved Tails off the cliff's edge, and into the black crevice below. He watched the fox fall until he could see him no more.

He smiled in triumph and wiped the blood from his hands. He turned to walk back to Beak, then stopped. He could have sworn he heard something coming from the bottom of the cliff. He turned around, and saw Tails flying in the air behind him. He stared in astonishment.

"Why do you act so surprised?" Tails asked with a smirk. "Didn't you know my deformity allows me to fly?" he said, gesturing to his twin tails.

Phineas backed away slowly. This time he was the one on the edge of the cliff. "But…but how is that possible?" he asked. "That shouldn't be…"

"You know what else shouldn't be possible? Bears that can fit in tiny balls, hedgehogs that are blue, and most impossible of all, Dorito headed boys existing." He remarked. "I guess we'll start with that, shall we?" he picked up Phineas by his shirt and hung him over the cliff. "See you later, Phineas," he dropped the boy over the edge of the cliff and watched him fall to his death. He smiled when he heard another cannon go off. "There's another one gone."

He flew back to his plane and sat in the pilot's seat. He motioned to start up the plane, when he heard a familiar voice calling him.

"Tails!"

Tails turned around and gasped. "Amy?"

Another surprise! Amy's not dead! Betcha didn't see that coming, did you? Anyway, thanks for reading! See ya next time!