Chapter one: all a dream?
I woke up the next morning inside a hospital room, dizzy in the head and eye sight sore. But when I looked around, something came to mind. Was it all a dream? The killing, Cosmo returning? It never happened. It was all just a stupid, simple, mind numbing, fucking dream. Just then the doctor came in.
"Well Tails, your lucky you managed to survive that." He said looking at his clipboard. "I've noticed you've been under a lot of stress lately."
"Oh, no freaking shit Sherlock." I said to him angrily.
"Indeed. Your friends are outside waiting for you." He informed me. I got up and realize that that happened in the dream. I got in an elevator and pressed 1. I was on the 10th floor of the building, so it took awhile before I got to the first floor. I leaned back and started thinking to myself.
"I don't believe it, it was all just a dream. And yet it felt so real." I looked over my body to see the stitches, a total of 40 stitches for the bullet wounds. I finally made it to the first floor. I walked outside to see everyone outside, even Shadow, for what reason? I don't know, maybe Sonic would give him twenty bucks to come. For no reason Cream immediately started to hug me, then I just pushed her off.
"What is your malfunction buster!" Knuckles asked. "I could be guarding the master emerald right now!"
"Big talk for someone who can't protect it more than three hours." I said with a smirk.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He said getting up in my face.
"Every time Eggman tries to take over the world, he tells you sonic is using the chaos emeralds for evil. You fall for it every freaking time. I offer you time and time again to have some defense, like missle launchers, automated guns, but your so oblivious on guarding the emerald or fighting Sonic that you don't want to. Your an idiot."
Just then, Knuckles threw a punch at me, but I caught it, placed my elbow on his, levitated both me and him a few inches in the air, and dropped his elbow on the pavement, breaking it.
"OW! OW! THAT HURTS ASSHOLE!" He shouted jumping around flipping is arm like an idiot.
"I thought it would." I said walking away, as I did, I could hear their little conversation.
"Come on knuckles, let's get you inside." Rouge said.
"Geez, Tails is screwed up. Why is that?" Silver asked.
"It's a long story, but I'll explain when we get knuckles a room." Sonic said.
As I got to my house, a thought entered my brain. The boxes. The boxes that contain a picture and a weapon. I ran inside to see if there was a box on the table. But there wasn't a box. Just a TV guide and the plant. Disappointed, ears drooping, I entered my secret elevator to go down to my lab. It has expanded over the years, it went from a garage, to a normal lab, to a warehouse, and now a base the size of Eggmans. I got off the elevator and placed my lab coat on, and sat in a chair.
"Damn it all." I said rubbing my eyes. "All of that, just a lie. Nothing ever goes good for me, and when it does, it's one step forward and two steps back. I've never smiled for the past ten years." I got up and went back to the living room. I looked at the table, but still no luck on boxes. I sat down on the couch and looked at the table. The plant and the gun was sitting on it. I picked up the gun and stared at it, filled with anger.
"Worthless piece of shit!" I said throwing it out the window. Just then there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." I said. The person who walked in was Blaze. Blaze the cat. She actually saved my life once. It was in the middle of winter, my heat went out and it was only getting worse and worse. I was sure I was going to freeze. Luckily I managed to call her before the power went out. She melt the snow that surrounded my house, lit the fireplace and a few candles, she even gave me a good meal. So figures I'd have to repay her someday.
"Hello Tails." She said sitting on the couch next to me.
"Hi." I replied.
"I saw a gun fly out the window, is there something you want to talk about?"
"Your nervous, you obviously need to get something off your chest other than bloodshed."
I looked away from her, looking at the floor.
"It's alright, Sonic told me all about Cosmo." She said, just hearing the name made my chest hurt.
"I love the pain." I said. I felt her hands on my shoulders and she turned me towards her.
"What?" She said looking shock.
"I love the pain. It feels like the only way to relief the stress, but the stress comes back to fast so every second I'm either cutting my flesh or shooting blood out, and I've tried everything before that too, building machines, no, flying in the tornado-X, no, stress relievers, no. Then I just came to the conclusion." I said pulling out a blood stain knife, completely dried up.
"Physical pain is the only stress relief for me, it's the only way to ease my pain, just a clean cut and I'll be feeling good."
" I don't think it's healthy for you Tails. Too much blood lost could lead to subconsciousness, lack of interest, and probably death. Look, why don't we just go into the kitchen and have some lunch?" She asked getting up. I shrugged and fallowed, and as soon as I got halfway, I hear something drop from the letterbox. It was a purple box, almost the same shade as Blaze.
"Uh, hold on Blaze, I'll be there in a minute." I said picking it up. I opened the box and I find a picture, of her, and a metal baseball bat, but no instructions. My eyes wide opened as I looked at the bat, then back at Blaze. Back and fourth thoughts went through my head.
"Don't do it Tails, she's your friend, she saved your ass." Was one thought. "But this happened in my dream, if the boxes in my dreams appear just like right now, I might be able to bring Cosmo back." Was another. After a minute I came to the conclusion, I grabbed the bat and started to sneak up on Blaze. When I got close enough, I got close enough, and I hit her in the back of the head hard as blood splattered on the wall, and she fell to the floor. I turned her body around and placed an ear on her chest.
"She's still alive, just unconscious." I said as I picked her up, I went to my secret elevator and went to my lab, to finish the job.