Tails R': Ascension
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Tails lived in a broken home; he lost the will to live and could care less what anybody thought about him. He wore a pair of loose light blue pants and a black hoodie that said "sorrow" on the back; his voice barely cracked some time ago. He sat in his workshop In the Mystic Ruins looking through a broken window that he broke out, staring blindly into the night, almost as if the answer to his problems were out there.
But what was the problem to his sorrow? What could have caused him so much pain?
Only one name kept torturing him: Cosmo. All of his memories kept torturing him, the psychological pain never ended, fate made it clear that he would never enjoy pleasure, and fun.
And most importantly: life.
Tails wanted it all to end so badly, he wanted to shut his pain away and end it all. He knew what suicide would do; it wouldn't help him escape his past or his pain. Tails would never escape the life he called hell and he knew that, he just waited for his life to end. A surge of agony went through his mind as he remembered Cosmo's final words.
"I will always be there for you," Cosmo said.
Tails threw the chair he sat in through the broken window; he heard it breaking on impact on the other side. Knocking came from his door; Tails walked over to the door and opened it to reveal Sonic the Hedgehog.
"What the hell do you want?" Tails demanded.
"Nice to see you to Tails," Sonic replied, "there's something that needed your attention."
"Forget it," Tails replied, "whatever that has to do with me, only gets me hurt in some way."
"You don't understand!" Sonic protested, "You're the only person that can do this!"
"And you didn't hear me; I said forget it," Tails replied, "goodbye Sonic."
Tails closed the door and slumped to the ground, leaving himself to his sorrow.
"Well at least I'm not suffering from my memories!" Sonic shouted.
Tails opened the door and sent a right hook to Sonic's face. Sonic merely caught it as he flung him to the ground
"You put me in this hell!" Tails shouted, "All of my problems are because of you, Death seems better than living in this nightmare!"
"That's why we need you for this," Sonic replied.
"And what would that be?" Tails demanded, "What could possibly require my attention so fucking much?"
"Moebius," Sonic answered.
It all began to click in his head, when Robotnik still ruled; Fiona betrayed the Freedom Fighters and left for Scourge and the anti-dimension. Trying to forget was as hard as forgetting the Metarex, Tails had a scar underneath the fur from where Fiona slapped him, it came back to haunt him in his sleep. Speaking of sleep, Tails hasn't slept in days.
"Where do I sign?" Tails asked, interested in the subject.
" I'm just one step closer to the edge, and I'm about to break." Linkin Park
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Tailstheassassin25 presents...
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Along with various themes and music...
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Tails' Redemption: Ascension
One month later...
Tails had arrived in Mobotropolis, he wore a pair of dark blue pants and a white hoodie with no logo, and he still was in no better condition than he was before. He did however manage to get some sleep and was at least in a better mood than before. Tails walked through the front door of the Acorn Castle and went towards the throne room to meet Sonic, Sally and a few other people who wore cloaks. A teleporter ring that was identical to Chris' was set up in the middle of the throne room.
"I'm glad you could make it," Sonic said.
"Whatever," Tails replied, "I just want to get this behind me so I can go back to my misery."
"Don't worry," Sally assured, "I plan on getting you some help."
"If you do not mind, we would like to get this started," said one of the cloaked people.
"Of course," Sally agreed, "Tails, please step over to the teleporter ring."
Tails did what he asked and stepped into the middle of the teleporter ring that was set up in the throne room. One of the cloaked men went over to a panel and pressed a few buttons, causing the teleporter to open up.
"Shouldn't I get a gun or something?" Tails asked.
"No," answered the cloaked man, "you are only supposed to do what you were told."
"And if I don't?" Tails questioned.
"You die," the cloaked man answered.
Tails stepped through the portal and through the other side, revealing the grayed anti-dimension that stood before him. Gray clouds hung in the air that blocked out the sun, angry people filled the streets below as he stood on a tall building. Tails knew that he would need a weapon of some sort to survive Moebius, so he propelled himself down from the building and hid in the alleyway, waiting for the perfect time to move.
'This is insane,' Thought Tails.
Tails was in focus of what happening on the street in front of him, the Suppression Squad was moving through the streets below, showing off their might as they flashed their guns, Showing they weren't to be messed with. Tails stuck to the alleyways as he followed the Supression Squad towards the castle covered in smog. Tails didn't even know what was pushing him forward to pursue them, was it for redemption? Or something else? Tails shook the questons away as he pursued them long enough to a castle that hung before him. He had no idea on how to proceed, the windows would give him away, the ceiling was nothing more but boards and any chance to get in was underground.
So the only choice he had left? The front door.
Tails sighed as he pushed the doors open, guns were already focused on him as he stepped in. apparently they knew faces pretty well, Tails got onto his knees and raised his hands in the air to show that he had no guns on him. Tails spotted Scourge in the throne in front of him.
"So what do I owe to have Blue's sidekick come here?" Scourge asked.
"I came here on my own accord," Tails answered.
"Really?" Scourge questioned, "Or did he send you here because of Robotnik?"
"You realize Robotnik has been defeated right?" Tails asked.
"For how long?" Scourge asked.
"For six years and counting," Tails answered.
"Should've known," Scourge sighed. facepalming himself, "that doesn't matter, why are you here?
"It's too peaceful on Mobius," Tails answered, "where else could I go if I wanted to get away from politically correct people? Moebius of course."
"Well you picked the right place to go," Scourge agreed, "but this puts me in a tricky spot, I didn't expect guests to come, especially ones that didn't shoot at me."
"What if we could work something out?" Tails suggested, "You obviously need someone new in this forsaken place, and I need a place to stay."
"You have a deal," Scourge agreed, "let me work out something and you'll have what you need."
"Thanks, now can I get the guns off of my head?" Tails asked.
"Well what the hell are you waiting for? Lower the guns!" Scourge ordered.
The Suppression Squad did as they were told and lowered their guns in an orderly fashion.
"While I figure out a solution, we'll get you a temporary room," Scourge said, "Fiona! Show your ex-boyfriend to the prison cells!"
Fiona came out of the shadows, revealing herself to Tails and the Suppression Squad. It never looked like she aged; Tails could only stare on by her natural fox beauty.
"Are you going to stare or are we going to get moving?" Fiona asked.
Tails snapped out of his trance as Fiona led the way to the prison cells that was underneath the castle. Fiona hit a button on the wall and led Tails to a cell at the end of the corridor.
"Home sweet home," Fiona said.
"Am I supposed to be thanking you?" Tails asked.
"No, but you can get in," Fiona answered.
Tails felt a surging pain hit his back as he hit the ground hard, he felt around to feel a bullet dislodged in his back. Tails tried to get back up as another impacted with his shoulder, knocking him back to the ground. Tails got onto his back to see Fiona smirking, with a Desert Eagle in her hand.
"Goodnight Tails," Fiona said.
Fiona hit a button on the wall and closed Tails' cell, his pain was unbearable. His vision began to slowly blur as the blood began to spill from his opened wounds.
And then it all went black...