It's a lie... (A Sonic Fanfiction)

The very end...

   "Are we ready?" Knuckles asked the yellow fox, as they gathered their weapons. Tails only nodded. He was trying to keep the plan the only thing on his mind. No resistance. He would see it all too easily. The yellow genius had been preparing for this for a few weeks now. Him and Knuckles knew there would be more survivors. The two planned on finding these survivors before Sonic could and use that to their advantage. Tails straightened up, hoisted his pack of supplies onto his back, loaded his gun and handes a gun to his red friend. Knuckles gladly took the gun and positioned it into the belt Tails had made. The young kitsune was very handy when it came to modifying and making things that they didn't have already.

    Tails and Knuckles walked out of the forest and through the deserted camp. Tails ignored the eyes he could feel directed to him, but could no longer be seen. They walked a mile or so before entering what was left of the once beautiful and proud New Mobotropolis. It was now dark, grim and grey, and eerily silent, to the point that the pair was too afraid to speak. The fox and echidna split up to look onto windows and knock on doors. Nobody on the ground, so they started to search the many floors of each building. It was finally, on the 26th floor of Tails' 4th building, that there was any sign of life.

     Tails was flying around the halls of a studio apartment building, keeping an ear out and searching around, until there was a loud rustling. He heard it from the door he just passed. Room 2608. Tails turned and quietly pressed his ear to the door. There were voices, but they were hushed. As if to whisper, but scold at the same time. It was definitely mobian, though. Bingo! Tails knocked lightly and carefully. "Hello? Anyone in there? I'm here to help you...""T-there is nothing you can do for us!" a hoarse, female voice replied, harshly.

      Tails rested his hand on the doorknob and urged again. "Yes I can. You just have to let me."

     "No! There's nothing you can do! How can we trust you?!"

     "You can. You can trust me..." Tails slightly turned the knob.

      "How can we be sure?!" she questioned. 

   "Because we both want the same thing..." and then Tails turned the knob quickly and flung the door open.           Tails' eyes almost popped completely out of his head as he came face-to-face with familiar faces. An older-looking bunny, a silver hedgehog with a turquoise aura around both hands, a chameleon in a fighting stance, a small bee buzzing furiously, and a small chao shaking behind the bunny. The chao was the first to recognize Tails. It cheered, "Chao chao!" and flew to Tails. That's when everyone relaxed and smiled at the small, yellow fox.     "Silver, Vanilla, Espio, Charmy!" Tails cried out, happily, giving them hugs as small kids and more people came out of hiding places in the small apartment. "I'm so glad to see you guys!"     Vanilla nodded, with tears in her eyes. She said in her sweet voice, "You, too, Tails. How did you survive the camp?"    "Knuckles was there to help me out."   

"Oh, is he with you?" Silver looked behind Tails, as if to answer Vanilla's question.

    Tails answered, "No, not at the moment. He's looking for more survivors." Just then, Tails figured he should go and tell the red echidna. "Actually, I should probably find him and tell him I found you guys. We agreed to meet up somewhere soon so it'll be real quick."

    "Need any of us to go with you?" Tails turned Espio at the sound of his always-calm voice. Tails only shook his head. "Naw, I'm alright. It'll only be a little while before I'm back. Keep this door locked, kay?" They all nodded and said goodbye as Tails set out to see Knuckles again.

     The yellow kitsune walked down the abandoned streets for a good five minutes, scoping out the area before he felt the need to go into the buildings. Suddenly, a deep, frustrated follows a banging and clattering with a loud "DAMMIT!" Out of the building that Tails had now turned to, stumbled out an agitated looking red echidna. The irritation on Knuckles's face was erased, however, the moment he caught sight of Tails. The small fox walked over to his friend and explained the situation to him. The survivors he found, and the plan he had in mind. The red hothead nodded and agreed to all that Tails said before following him to where the survivors were. Then, once they were all accquainted, Tails proceeded to explaining his plan to the survivors, while varifying details and making modifications based on the insight he got from the people involved. It would take place any time, so the small group practiced and started training that very night.