The Darkened Past
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Chapter 5: Fury
Thank you for everyone who gave me the ages and names of the characters it helps a lot with some of the things I had gotten stuck on.
Oh I have also been doing some drawing of Title pages for the chapters. I have up to chapter 4 done. Chapter 1 has been coloured & uploaded on my deviantart account. Here’s the link to the picture, just take out the spaces:
http:// sephrothlay . deviantart . com/art/Tdp - Ch1 – Title – Page - 92871758
Thanks To:
Shadow_Dragon07 – I tried to e-mail you and don’t know if you got it. But more information would be helpful or even the web address. It all comes in handy and it will help. Thankyou.
Summery: A recount of how Tail’s met Sonic but with many darker themes, for surviving in a world that hates you it is only the beginning for a lot of darker intentions… This will be a darker than normal fic Pairings later, Warnings on each chapter
Disclaimer: Don’t own Sonic or any of the characters only the plot I have delved into
The darkened past
Chapter 5: Fury
Why do I Feel like Something Dark is Inside me?
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Outer City of Forested, midday…
Stepping backwards his hands curled into fists he glared at the Mobians who had surrounded him, sneers and taunting looks upon their faces. Snarling lips lifted off his teeth, his tails thrashing side to side in aggravation at the situation, blue eyes watched coldly as one of the many spoke up
Ears were lain back as he stepped back again at the chanting that arose, all showing one thing they would normally never let out, bloodlust. Glancing side to side he decided to take a chance and rushed straight at a female duck who shrieked loudly, making him wince as it gained in volume as he jumped clear over her crumpled form.
Realising their prey was escaping the mob as one turned and ran after him as he darted down the empty street. Chants of ‘Kill the Demon’ sounded in the air as he fled for his life.
Darting down an alleyway he jumped over trashcans and boxes, a clear sign how much the human world was overtaking the anthro one. Fleeing round another corner he lent up against the wall as he breathed quickly, his burst of energy dwindling as his young body was reaching its limits.
‘If only I was older!’ He snarled quietly in anger as he leaned up against the wall and peaked back down the way he had come, only to curse to himself as he saw several of the ‘tougher’ looking boys and adults come around the corner of the alley.
Quickly he moved back into the alley he was in at the moment, one hand rubbed the back of his neck as he tried to think of a way out. Looking around himself he cursed even more, the lack of time spent in the city had caused his sense of direction to loose its reliability, for he was standing in a dead end.
“Damn it…” It was whispered as his ears flicked to and fro with each idea that came foreword and was discarded.
He knew he could not use his tails as he was still building up the muscle tone and flexibility after near enough loosing use of them altogether the last time he had tried to use them.
Flashback - The Lakeside
He was breathing quickly as he leaned against the trunk of the tree, the climb having worn him out more than he thought it would. Legs dangling over the branch’s side he stayed there for a good five minutes, letting him gain back his energy to see if his exercise routine had done any good.
Finally feeling somewhat refreshed he slowly moved himself so he was standing upright on the thick branch. Gripping the trunk somewhat tightly he looked carefully over the edge, Tail’s eyes went wide as he saw how far he had come.
Breathing quickly he closed his eyes and then reopened them, making himself face the long drop to the lake below. Shaking his head furiously, ears flapping, he made himself get over the fear and let go of the tree, slowly walking to the end of the branch.
Getting there, his whole body shaking made him give a small smile at his own accomplishment, balancing himself on the tip of the branch he began to wind up his tails, slowly at first but faster and faster.
Then making sure his tails were going at the quickest speed they could, he jumped off the edge of the branch.
At first he fell quite quickly but his tails soon slowed him down and even stopped him in midair. Grinning a full fanged grin he looked around form his new vantage point ears perked fully foreword in joy.
Deciding to try moving, he tilted his legs and stomach, moving foreword everything seemed to be going well…
…when suddenly a sharp pain so excruciating, like nothing he had ever felt came from his tails and then his whole backside went numb. Looking over his shoulder Tail’s eyes widened terrified to see his own two tails limp, hanging as if they did not belong to him.
His body plummeted, turning his attention back foreword he waved his arms and legs uselessly, trying to stop himself from ending in a messy death. It seemed like he was going to crash into the lake at an unforgiving speed, when another sharp pain originated from his tails and they began to spin again.
At this he body jerked in the air stopping for a brief second, enough to slow himself down as he fell into the lake with a ‘SPLASH!’
End Flashback
Ever since then he had to carefully use his tails until they got used to his weight and height. Sighing he shook his head knowing it was no time to reminisce as the footsteps of the Mobians came closer and closer to his only hiding place.
In increasing panic he tried anything to get out but it was useless, they were too quick and soon spotted his form as they rounded the corner. Sneers on their faces they advanced, all sorts of weapons in their hands from chains to pieces of wood with the nail still attached, all sharp and all dangerous.
Crying out they converged on him not giving an inch as his cries ands screams for help went unanswered under their sneering and jeering faces.
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Outer City of Forested, half an hour later…
He limped as fast as he could, his right hand slug across his stomach as he tried to keep the blood inside. Red ran from his forehead his ears completely back in a terrified way, as lips were lifted of clenched fangs, blood staining the usually white teeth.
His tails dragged on the ground behind him, leaving a bloody trail that the Mobians were following to finish the job. Tail’s having escaped by a chance of luck made them furious and they pursued him relentlessly through the city, though it looked as though Tail’s was going to get to the safety of the forest first.
One eye was partially shut as blood oozed from a cut that near enough could have blinded him in one eye. His other arm moved stiffly, burses already showing up through the fur in many places, as well as many small cuts and welts.
Panting through a bloody nose he pushed himself through his exhaustion to get to the forest he could feel calling to him, as well as the terror of hearing the Mobians behind him get closer and closer.
He had never feared them before, for they had not damaged him as badly as he was at this moment in time. Panting he stopped leaning against a wall, cries of satisfaction were heard that he had stopped soon turned to terror as a shadow was cast over the city.
Wondering what got even the Mobians riled up made him straighten as he looked around. Seeing the ones who had been chasing him looking up into the sky in terror, he turned to look and was struck not by terror but by awe.
A huge battleship with loads of ships alongside it was gliding over them; the main battleship was a reddish colour and shined in the sun. Gun turrets were stationed at every available surface gleamed in the light mesmerising him.
But what caught his attention the most was the logo on the side, a face was either painted or plated into place was a black colour, shaped like an egg with a moustache across the middle sticking out each side. Two circles, which were white, connected in the middle were above the moustache white several bars, vertical and coloured white too, seemed to make up the teeth.
It was quite an imposing picture, but Tail’s only felt gratitude as he looked back at the Mobians who had been chasing him were still staring up at it in fear their bodies shaking. Taking this chance he limped away not knowing how much his life would change with the appearance of that ship or the trouble it would cause to his already shaky life.
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End Chapter 2
Well things are really going to start heating up now. But no Sonic yet that has yet to come.
Oh I have also been doing some drawing of Title pages for the chapters. I have up to chapter 4 done. Chapter 1 has been coloured & uploaded on my deviantart account. Here’s the link to the picture, just take out the spaces:
http:// sephrothlay . deviantart . com/art/Tdp - Ch1 – Title – Page - 92871758
Thanks To:
Shadow_Dragon07 – I tried to e-mail you and don’t know if you got it. But more information would be helpful or even the web address. It all comes in handy and it will help. Thankyou.
Summery: A recount of how Tail’s met Sonic but with many darker themes, for surviving in a world that hates you it is only the beginning for a lot of darker intentions… This will be a darker than normal fic Pairings later, Warnings on each chapter
Disclaimer: Don’t own Sonic or any of the characters only the plot I have delved into
The darkened past
Chapter 5: Fury
Why do I Feel like Something Dark is Inside me?
----------- **** -----------
Outer City of Forested, midday…
Stepping backwards his hands curled into fists he glared at the Mobians who had surrounded him, sneers and taunting looks upon their faces. Snarling lips lifted off his teeth, his tails thrashing side to side in aggravation at the situation, blue eyes watched coldly as one of the many spoke up
Ears were lain back as he stepped back again at the chanting that arose, all showing one thing they would normally never let out, bloodlust. Glancing side to side he decided to take a chance and rushed straight at a female duck who shrieked loudly, making him wince as it gained in volume as he jumped clear over her crumpled form.
Realising their prey was escaping the mob as one turned and ran after him as he darted down the empty street. Chants of ‘Kill the Demon’ sounded in the air as he fled for his life.
Darting down an alleyway he jumped over trashcans and boxes, a clear sign how much the human world was overtaking the anthro one. Fleeing round another corner he lent up against the wall as he breathed quickly, his burst of energy dwindling as his young body was reaching its limits.
‘If only I was older!’ He snarled quietly in anger as he leaned up against the wall and peaked back down the way he had come, only to curse to himself as he saw several of the ‘tougher’ looking boys and adults come around the corner of the alley.
Quickly he moved back into the alley he was in at the moment, one hand rubbed the back of his neck as he tried to think of a way out. Looking around himself he cursed even more, the lack of time spent in the city had caused his sense of direction to loose its reliability, for he was standing in a dead end.
“Damn it…” It was whispered as his ears flicked to and fro with each idea that came foreword and was discarded.
He knew he could not use his tails as he was still building up the muscle tone and flexibility after near enough loosing use of them altogether the last time he had tried to use them.
Flashback - The Lakeside
He was breathing quickly as he leaned against the trunk of the tree, the climb having worn him out more than he thought it would. Legs dangling over the branch’s side he stayed there for a good five minutes, letting him gain back his energy to see if his exercise routine had done any good.
Finally feeling somewhat refreshed he slowly moved himself so he was standing upright on the thick branch. Gripping the trunk somewhat tightly he looked carefully over the edge, Tail’s eyes went wide as he saw how far he had come.
Breathing quickly he closed his eyes and then reopened them, making himself face the long drop to the lake below. Shaking his head furiously, ears flapping, he made himself get over the fear and let go of the tree, slowly walking to the end of the branch.
Getting there, his whole body shaking made him give a small smile at his own accomplishment, balancing himself on the tip of the branch he began to wind up his tails, slowly at first but faster and faster.
Then making sure his tails were going at the quickest speed they could, he jumped off the edge of the branch.
At first he fell quite quickly but his tails soon slowed him down and even stopped him in midair. Grinning a full fanged grin he looked around form his new vantage point ears perked fully foreword in joy.
Deciding to try moving, he tilted his legs and stomach, moving foreword everything seemed to be going well…
…when suddenly a sharp pain so excruciating, like nothing he had ever felt came from his tails and then his whole backside went numb. Looking over his shoulder Tail’s eyes widened terrified to see his own two tails limp, hanging as if they did not belong to him.
His body plummeted, turning his attention back foreword he waved his arms and legs uselessly, trying to stop himself from ending in a messy death. It seemed like he was going to crash into the lake at an unforgiving speed, when another sharp pain originated from his tails and they began to spin again.
At this he body jerked in the air stopping for a brief second, enough to slow himself down as he fell into the lake with a ‘SPLASH!’
End Flashback
Ever since then he had to carefully use his tails until they got used to his weight and height. Sighing he shook his head knowing it was no time to reminisce as the footsteps of the Mobians came closer and closer to his only hiding place.
In increasing panic he tried anything to get out but it was useless, they were too quick and soon spotted his form as they rounded the corner. Sneers on their faces they advanced, all sorts of weapons in their hands from chains to pieces of wood with the nail still attached, all sharp and all dangerous.
Crying out they converged on him not giving an inch as his cries ands screams for help went unanswered under their sneering and jeering faces.
----------- **** -----------
Outer City of Forested, half an hour later…
He limped as fast as he could, his right hand slug across his stomach as he tried to keep the blood inside. Red ran from his forehead his ears completely back in a terrified way, as lips were lifted of clenched fangs, blood staining the usually white teeth.
His tails dragged on the ground behind him, leaving a bloody trail that the Mobians were following to finish the job. Tail’s having escaped by a chance of luck made them furious and they pursued him relentlessly through the city, though it looked as though Tail’s was going to get to the safety of the forest first.
One eye was partially shut as blood oozed from a cut that near enough could have blinded him in one eye. His other arm moved stiffly, burses already showing up through the fur in many places, as well as many small cuts and welts.
Panting through a bloody nose he pushed himself through his exhaustion to get to the forest he could feel calling to him, as well as the terror of hearing the Mobians behind him get closer and closer.
He had never feared them before, for they had not damaged him as badly as he was at this moment in time. Panting he stopped leaning against a wall, cries of satisfaction were heard that he had stopped soon turned to terror as a shadow was cast over the city.
Wondering what got even the Mobians riled up made him straighten as he looked around. Seeing the ones who had been chasing him looking up into the sky in terror, he turned to look and was struck not by terror but by awe.
A huge battleship with loads of ships alongside it was gliding over them; the main battleship was a reddish colour and shined in the sun. Gun turrets were stationed at every available surface gleamed in the light mesmerising him.
But what caught his attention the most was the logo on the side, a face was either painted or plated into place was a black colour, shaped like an egg with a moustache across the middle sticking out each side. Two circles, which were white, connected in the middle were above the moustache white several bars, vertical and coloured white too, seemed to make up the teeth.
It was quite an imposing picture, but Tail’s only felt gratitude as he looked back at the Mobians who had been chasing him were still staring up at it in fear their bodies shaking. Taking this chance he limped away not knowing how much his life would change with the appearance of that ship or the trouble it would cause to his already shaky life.
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End Chapter 2
Well things are really going to start heating up now. But no Sonic yet that has yet to come.