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Surge


"I'm fairly certain most people don't remember anything about you two. You can very well go back to Central City without any problems," Shadow said quietly.

Kit shook his head. "No, it hasn't been long enough yet for Surge. She likes the freedom of running around, as much as she hates to admit it," he said, before looking over at Whisper. "Hold on, I have some antiparalysis around here somewhere..." he said, tentacles of water shooting down onto the ground and holding him aloft. Like some giant spider made of water, he did it without thinking, heading to one of the shelves around his lab.

If it was a lab. Whisper wasn't sure what it was. It was something that she didn't want to be anywhere near.

"Here it is," he said, pulling out a small box. "Catch, Violet," he said, gently tossing down a small box. The vixen looked up and caught it easily, a plain white box with a post it note on top saying 'antilyze' in someone's difficult to read handwriting. He pulled himself down until he reached her level, grabbing it without much fuss.

"So what are you both doing all the way out here? So no one can find you?" Violet asked as Kit pulled open the box, pulling out a small needle. She flinched away as she glanced at it.

"Kind of this and kind of that. Surge wants to stay out here until her memories come back, but I don't see that happening. I think she just likes the silence and doesn't want to admit it," Kit said. "Don't be surprised if she's on wires for a while around you all," he said. He turned to Whisper. "This may give a bit of a sting, but it won't be right away," he said, carefully jabbing her in the arm with the needle before taking it away.

Her muscles, once having been seized up, melted into the couch. Instantly warmth and cold flooded her body, and she could instantly feel how banged up she was from Lavender's power. Her shoulder, too, was killing her. Speaking of, the wisp was still floating around her, having followed her in. The nega-wisp gave a small wave to Violet, and sat down on the vixen's lap.

Most of the other wisps had hidden in their canisters the instant Surge had shown up, and Whisper didn't blame them. She had, after all, almost drained them dry at one point. If it hadn't been for Sonic and Tails, she had no doubt that all five of her wisps would have long since died. They'd gotten only a bit stronger since then, and Tails had explained that most of their energy had gone into starting the thing up, whatever it was.

Needless to say, the wisps didn't like her, and the feeling was probably mutual.

Kit tossed the needle to the lab, promptly closing the box back up and tossing it somewhere else on the floor, where it landed with a thud amongst other boxes. "I'll find that later. Dinner's almost ready, if any of you are hungry," he said. Violet and Shadow nodded, and Whisper was still falling into the confines of the couch. While her muscles had been relaxed, there was still a tenseness about her that she put up to being around the two imposters.

"Alright. Surge! Dinner!" Kit shouted suddenly. Whisper rolled into a ball, her hands on her ears. "Oh, sorry Whisper," he said, not sounding sorry at all. "But someone had to tell Surge, and she'll eventually realize she's hungry."

"She doesn't seem to...treat people nicely," Violet commented from the side. Shadow tried not to snort, but a bit was just a bit noticeable.

"No, she's fine. She just doesn't like people, but she especially hates Sonic. And Shadow over there resembles Sonic pretty closely...if she's blind, partially deaf, and has her chaos energy feeling turned off," Kit explained. "Otherwise, she's fine."

"...All three or just one?"

"Just one," Kit admitted. "Oh right, hold on!" he said, bolting to the kitchen. Whisper tried to ignore the small waves of water that came from it, hopefully he wasn't poisoning it or something else that Kit would do to please Surge.

"You two seem to have history...? With these two?" Violet asked. "I think you've mentioned them a couple of times but I haven't heard much else."

"Surge was the one that crippled Sonic," Shadow said calmly. "I wasn't there, it was right after Eggman's last base had gone down, Sonic never explained how it happened and as far as I know Surge hasn't either. Since then she's been AWOL. Apparently up here."

"I'd prefer not to talk about it," Whisper said.

"Surge stole the wisps and almost killed them," Shadow commented for her. Whisper glared at him, and he simply gave her a staring and scathing look back.

Violet looked taken aback. "But...she did all that? Why isn't she in jail then!? And how does someone almost kill wisps? They're basically pure energy!"

"She's not in jail because she helped take down Eggman. The world's governments gave everyone that had ever helped against Eggman, past or present, a complete pardon. This included Surge and Kit, despite Jewel and Belle's protests. Belle especially, because she would have gone to jail to ensure these two would have," Shadow said.

"That old bucket of wood's still kicking?" Surge asked as she came in, her hair down and with a tank top on. Whisper could see the small scars that ran down her arms and back. "I'm surprised she hasn't been petrified yet."

"She's still around, yes. Stuck in the old Restoration headquarters," Shadow said, calmly sipping on his...actually Whisper could smell it now. He was sipping on tea? Next to a hydrokineticist!? Was he thinking straight!?

"Ha! I'll have to give her a visit, tell her how thankful I am here and she's not," Surge said, grabbing Kit's chair and spinning around on it, sitting on it backwards and leaning forward. "Talkin' about me behind my back?"

"It's kind of hard if you're not right in front."

"Tch. Yeah, whatever."

"Why...did you hurt Da-Mr. Sonic?" Violet said, catching herself halfway through. Whisper's ears perked up. The fact that the vixen was blushing bright red said that the wolfess' hearing wasn't screwing around.

"Eh? You're Sonic's kid? Thought that Speedy guy or whatever was a dude. Easy enough, just blasted him full of electricity and shattered the metal leg before it took for good. Again. Stupid bastard," Surge said, uncaring in the slightest that she was talking about crippling a man for life.

Shadow put his teacup down. "Metal leg?"

"Spiky didn't bother telling? Oh boo hoo, he didn't tell you," Surge said, mimicking crying. "Well then, I guess if he didn't want to it was cause it was so 'embarrassing' for him. Which means I'll tell it instead."

Whisper could just hear the fact that Surge hated Sonic with a passion that only rivaled her own hatred of the tenrec. She had a reason though to hate Surge, and Surge had very little reason to hate Sonic.

Not no reason, because anyone who's been around Sonic for longer than two seconds has at least 'a' reason.

"So it was just me an' him, heading up to old Eggy's base. I was ready to kill him for good, goody boy was all 'this is just a check up call, we ain't killin' him'. Fine, fine, whatever I don't care, just let me choke the bastard then. So we get in, and Eggy set up this giant vat of the metal virus shit again. 'Parently he was trying to turn himself into a robot, except, get this, those stupid other machines he made of himself, the egg robos or whatchamacallit's, didn't like that.

"So they spilled the entirety of the metal onto us. Sonic knew what it was, I'd never seen the shit before despite I'm made with it," Surge said uncaring. There was a bit of a flinch to it though, as if she was unsure about the stability of it. "He jumped to the top of the damn generators, but it turns out they, too, were made of the stuff. Eggy laughed and laughed, even as those egg robos turned all of his actual robots against him."

Surge continued, ignoring the slight calls for help from the kitchen in Kit's voice. "Sage and Metal Sonic showed up and ooh boy did they not take kindly to that stuff. So Metal Sonic reamed them through while Sonic was off running around to keep the virus from killing him, and I was just going around blasting everything with lightning. Fun fact, it's turned off by electricity," Surge shrugged. "It turns back on a second later, but you shock it bad enough it goes inert for a few seconds."

Violet was on the edge of her seat despite the uncaring tone that Surge had for the adventure. This probably was the first time she had heard this particular one. Whisper wasn't surprised; Sonic would most definitely not like reliving this one.

"Ol' Eggy gets helped by Sage back into his room, coughing maniacally, and then seals the damn door. Spiky boy...hold on-" Surge said, before turning the kitchen. "Kit! What do you want!? I'm tellin' a story here!"

"It's all good, I got it!" Kit's voice called out. "Just had trouble with the oven door, that's all."

"You should just smack the damn thing until it does what you want it to do. That's what I do, and it always works for me!"

"You've also broken it six times out of six that we've been up here!"

Surge's tone was mocking, "Wah wah, I'm Kit and I can't break an oven door because we don't have a stove and Surge can't cook worth shit because she wasn't programmed for it. Wah wah."

"You shouldn't talk to him like that!" Violet countered. "He's just trying his best!"

Surge turned to her, "Kid, he knows what I'm about. We've lived up here for nearly twenty years. You really think he's not immune to my shit yet?" she asked.

A potato, mashed and golden brown, was flung from the kitchen and landed straight on Surge's lap. She looked down on it, before realizing how hot it was and, Whisper was glad she came up with the pun immediately, surged upwards while yowling.

"Kit!" Surge yelled as she landed back down, the potato landing harmlessly on the floor. "Don't fling hot potatoes around!"

"I thought you said I was 'immune to your shit'," Kit snarked as he walked back in with a tray full of various foods. Baked potatoes, baked beans, and some oven baked chicken graces Whisper's nose. The fennec was surprisingly a good cook, if the smell was anything to go by. "Also because the potato slipped out of my hands."

"That was thrown," Surge deadpanned.

"It slipped. And my hand was happening to be throwing it at the time."

"...My gods, it's beautiful. He's learned sarcasm," Surge said, mocking him as she let out a fake tear and pretended to wipe it away. "They grow up so fast. Only took twenty years!"

He rolled his eyes and put the plates down, small tendrils of water lowering the main courses. "Feel free to dig in. Be careful of the beans, they contain a special spice that Surge likes."

"You mean you managed to find some!? Why didn't you tell me!?"

"Because I wanted to surprise you?" Kit asked, his tone wondering. They had just been at each other's throats and now they were sucking up to each other? How dysfunctional were these two?

Whisper ignored the thought that Tangle and her had been just as dysfunctional.

"Sweet! More for me," Surge said, grabbing a plate and gleefully piling on beans and chicken. She very carefully took a baked potato off the hotplate, pushing it as far as she could away from everything else, before she lathered on more beans.

She turned the chair back around and sat down. "Where was I? Right, Sonic was infected with the damn virus again, Eggy was away with Sage, and Metal Sonic and Sonic were arguing or fighting, I don't know I don't really care. I was going around to each of the generators because I came up with this awesome amazing plan to just blow it all sky high," Surge said, her mouth full of various foods.

"You can talk afterwards..." Shadow said, the disgust on his face plain to see. Whisper took no food, instead glaring at it as if it was on fire. Violet took only a little bit, more entranced with the story than anything.

"Nah I'm gonna forget if I stop. So Metal takes one of the generator cloaks or blankets or what have you, punches Sonic in the chest and they rockets out of there. We found out that's when Eggy died. Sonic was still, well, in bad shape. So I used the whole electric surging thing around and forced it all onto him."

She took a moment to breath. Whisper thought that was unfortunate, if Surge happened to choke then Whisper wasn't sure what she'd do.

"The virus turned off, and that's when I saw most of his leg had already been metalified. Metallicized. Metaled. Whatever the word was. So I ran in and I took no pleasure in this-"

Whisper snorted at the obvious lie, a move made only more certain by Shadow who simply shook his head.

"Basically went and pulverized his leg. Broke the femur a couple of times, his shin, made sure to get the kneecap, and I might have gotten rid of his tendons too? Maybe just the heel one. I don't know. Any case it got the metal off of him, and since it was inert at the time it didn't come back. And you know he was whining and crying the entire time so I had to carry him to Eggman's lair where Sage basically said he'd died, she was going to Starfall, screw you all, she wasn't gonna help. Then we checked the bed and sho'nough he ain't breathing."

Violet's fork dropped onto the plate.

"And that's how Sonic ended up crippled. And not a robot," Surge nodded. "Thanks to me. I'll take those thanks anytime."

"We're not thanking you," Shadow said instantly.

"You should be. Without me spiky boy would be nothing more than a wittle robot," Surge said with a smirk. "And uh...You...wouldn't be here," she said towards Violet.

"You don't know my name, do you?"

"Should I!?"

"I'm Violet Prower. Daughter of Tails-"

"Ha! I knew it! I knew Sonic and Tails were more than what they said! Ha! Kit, you owe me like fifty, no, eighty!" Surge shouted out. She made a fist pump. "Boom! Surge always wins!"

Kit rolled his eyes, despite the fact that Surge was now dancing right in front of him. "She's the daughter of Tails and...?" he motioned for her to keep going.

"Blaze," Violet finished.

Surge stopped in the middle. She turned to Violet slowly, "...What?" she asked. Whisper almost wanted to take a picture, the image of confusion on the tenrec's face was hilarious and she had no doubt the wisp's would want to see it later. Lavender seemed to be having a fun time with it.

"I'm the daughter of Tails and Blaze," Violet finalized.

"...No, no, I caught that. I mean more along the lines of how the heck did foxboy get it on with the pyro princess?" Surge asked. "Seriously, like...how does that even work? Wolfy, did they have like any time together at all!?" Surge asked Whisper incredulously. Whisper glared, but eventually shook her head. "Look Wolfy, I know you hate me but you have to admit something about that doesn't track. Seriously. Pyro princess and the foxboy. Huh. Never woulda thought."

"No, instead you were busy thinking Sonic and Tails," Shadow snarked.

"Hey, can you blame me!? Seriously, foxboy was always around the blue menace. Since he was like...what, four? Six? You can't tell me that doesn't mean something."

Shadow rolled his eyes, returning back to the food on his plate. When he got some, Whisper couldn't tell.

Kit grabbed some food of his own. "It's probably along the lines that Sonic raised him like a brother. And we've been out of communication with them for ages, so of course they wouldn't tell us. Not to mention, it's, well, us."

Surge threw her hand around, "Yeah I get that. But...wait, seriously, how old are you? Are you even old enough to be being dragged around by the old man and Wolfy, who by the way has aged surprisingly gracefully."

"She hasn't aged," Shadow added in. "She was pushed through time nearly twenty three years."

"...Is that why she didn't try to kill me twelve years ago when I pissed off Tangle? Or is that why the lemur went after my throat?"

"Yes on both."

"...Oh..." Surge said softly. "Ha! You're stuck in our timeline now! Sucks to be you, Wolfy!" she shouted suddenly.

"We were heading to follow Tails' path specifically to try to find him," Violet said. "And I'm twelve, by the way."

"...That means that pyro princess and the foxboy got it on long before Eggman died. The shit. Kit, wasn't he the one that was all 'you can't bring a life into this world the way it is because it's really nasty and full of badness and blah blah blah, wah woe is the world?" Surge asked.

"...Not quite in those words. He meant more that it was irresponsible without a plan in place. I suspect he had a plan in place, if not multiple."

"Oh. That's what I said, innit?" Surge said. "That's the desert stuff that's going on right? Something something kingdom reappearing, something something sending raiders down to the lower villages, something something lightning."

Kit rolled his eyes. "Surge, go...go to bed. You're getting loopy again," he said. The green tenrec glared at him before she stomped off, her hands thrown behind her head.

"Go to bed he says, Surge, go to bed you have too much power already, Surge, wah wah..." Surge mocked him as she went.

Kit sighed. "Sorry about her. She gets...like this sometimes if something spooks her bad enough. I think hearing about Wolfy-...sorry, Whisper's, journey through time is enough. But then hearing Violet's origins-"

"Why would that spook her?" Violet asked, settling back down. "I didn't think who my parents were mattered."

"It doesn't, not really. It's the timing, see. After we came up here, we were here for years before Sonic and Tails found us. Tails especially wanted to check to make sure that we were alright. We were fine, obviously, but we got into a topic of our creation," Kit explained.

He went on, "And we got to talking about how it's irresponsible to bring a life into this world with Eggman around, without a plan. I don't know if you know this about your dad, but he was always the planner."

"I know. I can't understand most of them though."

"Most of us couldn't either. Star-" Kit stumbled on the name, powering through for some reason that Whisper didn't know, "Starline did what he could to increase my own intelligence to Tails' level, but...well...Tails was a one in a million genius. No amount of chemicals or classes are going to replicate that."

"Is that your lab then?" Shadow asked, putting down the cup, finally, and heading up to the lab. "It looks remarkably like Tails'." Violet put down her plate and followed him, and after a moment Whisper pulled herself up off the couch, and fell hard onto the floor. Green popped out of his canister, and slowly helped her up and over.

"I modeled it after his. I figured if I'm supposed to be his copy-"

"Wait, what?" Violet asked. "How are you his copy, you look nothing like him. And I know Eggman had cloning down."

Kit winced. "He...did. But Starline...didn't. Don't tell Surge I said this, it sets her off something bad, but Starline...he took us. He didn't clone us, we have actual parents...somewhere. We did, rather. But when we asked, Starline had just...deleted the records. The only existence we have is of Surge and Kit," he explained. "And that was after the brainwashing, the experiments and surgeries... there's a reason we stay up here, out of the way of everyone."

"Is this a prosthetic?" Shadow asked, glancing down at the lab's table. "It...looks unfinished," he commented, staring down at the lump of metal on it. It vaguely resembled a leg, if Whisper didn't know what a leg was supposed to look like.

Kit looked up. "Yeah, I don't know how. It's supposed to link up to the nervous system directly but I'm not smart enough to make it work," he shrugged.

Lavender hovered over. "That's a hard one. You're trying to tie into the hip system while at the same time conforming to the spinal column at an odd angle," she explained. Whisper pushed herself up.

Kit blinked at her. "She said that it's hard enough as it is, and it's...harder now?" Shadow asked, getting Lavender to nod, "because you're trying to attach the spinal column at an odd angle."

"I have to. This one's supposed to go to a specific person who's been...well, their leg is basically useless. And has been for a long time. They've gotten used to it."

"You can't just conform to the angle that they're at now, you have to confirm it to the angle that it should be. But you have to get more slack than that, because it has to be able to move. If you can't get it to move, it's useless."

"How do you know that?" Shadow asked. Kit turned to him, looking extremely confused.

"I used to be a white wisp, and a doctor's associate. Specifically a 'medical' doctor's associate. Who specialized in emergency procedures such as that one."

Shadow repeated Lavender's original statement. "But I can't get any more slack than I already have, the system has to be tight. The specimen I'm designing it for is small, and he can get even smaller," Kit answered, understanding that he was talking to the wisp and not to Shadow.

"He?" Shadow asked instantly. Kit winced. Apparently he wasn't supposed to say that.

On the table there was a small prosthetic leg, only around two feet tall, at most. And it was a near replica of something, but it was jogging her memory but she couldn't quite place it. Green was holding her up, but she vaguely realized a moment later that he'd stopped that a few moments ago. Her back was still hurting, but with a good night's rest she'd probably good as new.

The lump of metal was a long leg, with a knee, and as many parts as an actual knee had. Or at least, she supposed. It ended in a small foot, with a metal shoe next to it. Violet was looking over it, putting her plate that was now empty of food on one of the random boxes Kit had strewn around. "Is this...?" she asked, before leaning over it.

"Don't touch anything, I'm still working on it. This is version five or six," Kit warned.

"Don't worry, I won't," Violet said. Her attention was focused solely on the prosthetic. "This part's supposed to be the part that actually connects, right? Sits in a joint at the hip, connecting to the nerves close to the spinal cord close to the tail bone, right?" She pointed to the top. "Because you're missing the actual ball joint. That'll give you a bit of extra room."

"The hip is fine, it's not supposed to be in a ball."

"But the joint itself would have to be removed anyways," Violet said, "and there's no connection from the hip directly to the knee. No cord for impulses, and there's triple the amount of cord needed for the foot here, relieve the pressure here and they'll probably be able to even run."

Kit glanced at her. "That's...I never...what?"

"I'm curious too. How do you know that?" Shadow asked.

"Mata needed help with biology when she was doing her summoning once, and the only other person we knew was Eggman, and he was on the 'definite hard pass'. So we found a doctor to help explain stuff."

Kit stared at her. "You have a sister? Not a half sister?" It was obvious he was trying to choose which question to ask first, because the multitude that went through his face was hilarious to Whisper. Then again, she'd had a while to get used to it.

"Yeah, one. Cat named Mata with two tails."

Kit blinked. "Two tailed...cat...hold on, hold on," he said, racing for the side console. "I know I have the message here, I never delete anything because you never know when it can come back up..."

Violet glanced at him, before looking back down at the prosthetic. She was mumbling to herself as she looked over it, finding new places to converge wires or separate them.

"Here it is, from Metal Sonic, dictated nearly fourteen years ago. 'Find the two tailed cat and come back to me. Sage says the cat is important.'" Kit read aloud.


This chapter alone made me love Surge for just how wacky she is. She's evil, she's nasty, and she's going to own it!

Chapter's still kinda weak though. This is where the weakness of my writing really starts shining through, in my mind. This entire 'arc' so to speak. Until Next Time!