I want to fly high - A Sonic the Hedgehog Crossove

[tatsurou]

Another fanfic I created, this one Sonic the Hedgehog based, with a crossoverm ficusing on my fav StH character. If you can guess what the crossover is before I reveal it, note me your guess and I'll tell you. Also, tell me what you think of the story.

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[Purple]

I can tell before reading it your favorite character is Tails.
High five.

[tatsurou]

Yep! High five!
So what do you think of the stor? And can you guess the crossover?

[Purple]

Can't read it. It's an attatchement, and I'm only on here with my phone.

[tatsurou]

1. The Discovery

After tightening a few last bolts in the machine, Cream pushed herself out from under the lift with a sigh. Getting up and stretching, she walked over to set her tools down, pausing long enough to get a quick glance at herself in the mirror. Her white shirt and blue overalls were grease spotted, as was the fur on face and arms. Rolling her eyes, she brushed at the spots, making a mental note to wash it out before it got too sticky.

Who would have thought this would be the result of that fateful meeting ten years ago? After being kidnapped by Dr. Eggman, she had been rescued by Sonic and the others, and now, here she was. At 16, she had grown quite well. She had obviously inherited good genetics from her mother. She'd taken to working and living here - at Tails' lab/mech shop - for the past three years, much to her mother's surprise, and that of most of her friends.

Things had changed over time for everyone, she had to admit. Rouge and Knuckles lived together on Angel Island now - married, Cream assumed - and everything seemed to be blissful tranquility for the two of them. Although Sonic still raced around the world like always, he stopped off more often to see Amy...or Dr. Rose, as Cream should be calling her.

Several years back, Amy had gone into medicine, saying that since Sonic often came back from various adventures bruised and battered, being trained in medicine would give her an opportunity to be close to him, and show that he could rely on her. Before too long, though, she had discovered a real talent - and passion - for the field, and had studied hard to be one of the yougest at her college to get her MD. This new maturity and nurturing side of Amy had caught Sonic's eye, and he had taken to spending some time pursuing her. In quite a twist, now it was Amy who never seemed to have time for Sonic, given her busy medical practice. The few times they were able to meet up for dates, they frequently laughed about this.

As for Shadow...last Cream had heard, he was dating her Mom! Cream still found that amusing. She'd always known Mom had a thing for older men, but really! Still, Shadow had mellowed considerably over time, and was actually quite fun to be around nowadays. Cream felt it might be nice, someday, if she were to call him 'Daddy.'

And then there was Tails...Cream's thoughts grew troubled as she thought about him. Things had been...complicated, recently, for Tails. With few world threatening events nowadays, he had taken time to try and find out where he had come from. Last week, he had headed out with Sonic, having finally tracked down the orphanage where Sonic had found him.

The sound of a VTOL engine filled the air, and Cream smiled. Heading out to the hanger, she saw Tails latest plane, 'The Whirlwind,' touch down gently, a large cylindrical metal shape in the cargo hook. Tails hopped out of the plane as soon as the engine stopped, looking very unhappy. His overalls were as grease spotted as ever, and his green eyes flashed as he glared at the cargo he'd brought back.

Cream came over with a smile. "Hey Tails! What did you find?"

Tails walked up to the cylinder. "A useless hunk of junk!" he snapped, kicking it. His metal boots clanged against it, sending a hollow echo through it. "I go look for my origins, and all I find is this useless piece of-" Tails began to curse in no less than three languages, two of them dead. Continuing to curse, he walked over to a table and sent all its surface contents - some tools, a few dishes, and some designs - cascading to the floor with a single swipe of his hands before slamming his clenched fists onto the table, snarling.

Cream went up to Tails and hugged him from behind. "Tails...it can't be as bad as all that, can it? Surely it must give you some information?"

Tails sighed. "Come on." He walked over and disconnected the pod from the cargo hook. It dropped to the floor with a clang. "What do you see?"

Cream examined the upper surface. She could tell right off the bat that it was an escape pod of some sort, with writting on it. "Here," she said, pointing at the first line of writing. "This is hand written, someone personalizing the pod. It pretty plainly says 'Miles.'" She pointed to the next line. "But this line here is etched in, probably during manufacture. It looks like it says 'Prower,' but none of the lines of the letters connect. Given what we've seen of alien writting, I'd guess this is some sort of numeric system, probably the pods serial number."

"Exactly," Tails said, glaring at the pod. "And this is the pod I arrived at the orphanage in....16 years ago. This writing is how they named me Miles Prower...and the pod fell from the sky." Tails sat down in a nearby chair. "All this time trying to find out who I am and where I came from...and I know less than ever! I'm not even Mobian! My family name isn't Prower! My name might not even be Miles!! I mean, who's to say that's even my pod?"

"This, for one," Cream said comfortingly, pointing to a logo. Emblazoned on the side of the pod was a symbol obviously representing a stylized fox. However, someone had added a second tail to the image, in the same way 'Miles' had been written on the pod. "This is your pod for sure, Tails. And wherever you came from, this is the clue to help find your way back...and learn what you can of your origins."

Tails smirked mirthlessly. "And if it could maintain the exterior decorations through whatever happened before reaching Mobius, reentry, and 16 years sitting around in the elements...why couldn't it preserve so much as a single computer component?!" Tails shook his head. "It makes no sense."

"Unless the computer components weren't designed to remain intact," Cream spoke up. "Maybe it's like the movies, and the computer components were designed to break down to prevent the tech from falling into the wrong hands." Cream came over and sat half in Tails lap, wrapping her arms around him again. "Look on the bright side, Tails. This has always been a mystery you've longed to unravel. Rather than frustration at how perplexing it is, look at this as your first real clue. You know where to look now, more or less. We just have to figure out how to look."

Tails sighed. With a genuine smile, he returned her embrace. "Thanks, Cream."

Cream smiled. "Anything for you, Tails."

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A few hours later, under the moonlight, Cream sat up from bed and gazed down on Tails. Sighing, the unwelcome thoughts once more returned to her mind. Trying to push them from her mind, she gazed on his face. Unfortunately, this brought forth unwelcome recollections, as she saw the nick cut out of his left earflap, and the scar across his left shoulder was more visible when he was immoble.

A new discovery. That's what she had called finding the pod. Another clue. But...every time a new discovery was made, some new threat arose because of it. The old records discovered of the Echidna civilization had led to Chaos beng unleashed. The discovery of the old Temples of Gaia had led to the Dark Gaia debacle. And so on, and so on. New discoveries always meant new threats. What would this one bring?

The last one had been three years ago, before she'd moved in with Tails. Eggman had discovered something - no one ever found out what - and he had announced that it would enable him to create his Eggman Empire. He had challenged Sonic and the others to try and stop him. Of course, they went to take up the challenge.

It had been Cream who had found Eggman's mutilated corpse. Her scream had brought everyone running, and once the others were there she had instinctively turned into Tails' embrace for comfort. After a time of investigations, they had no clues as to the nature of the threat, only a cryptic message from Eggman to Sonic. Apparently, Eggman had overestimated his ability to control what he had unleashed, and he had tried to fight it. He laid the burden on Sonic to once more save Mobius, from the demon he had unleashed.

It had been the hardest fight any of them had ever encountered. The creature - whatever it was - seemed to be composed solely of hunger, devouring everything it encountered. The Chaotix were the first to fall, slain and consumed by the beast. Sonic had nearly lost one of his legs, and Tails had lost his left arm...although Amy's medical skill and Tails' medi-nanobots had been able to reattatch it. What had frightened Cream the most that day, though...the strike took the knick out of Tails ear flap and his arm at the shoulder joint...but it had been aimed at his neck, and had only just barely missed taking his head off.

The creature had also consumed Cosmo's flower. It had been the one seed found after Cosmo's death in the final battle with the Mettarex, and Tails had been tending to it almost religiously. Cream thought he expected it to grow into a Seedarian...either Cosmo reborn, or her child, but some way for him to reconnect to his first love he had lost.

When the flower had been consumed, Tails had lost it. It had long been known that Tails had some ability to tap into the Chaos Emeralds like Sonic did, even able to go Super. But when he saw the flower consumed, his eyes had glowed white, and a dark chaos miasma had surrounded him, turning his fur the color of burnt toast. Much like Sonic had during the battle with the Mettarex once long ago...Tails had gone Dark Super. Even with only one arm, Tails tore the creature to shreds.

Everyone had been nervous around Tails since then...everyone except Cream, that is. The power he had wielded hadn't frightened her. What had frightened her was the thought that she might lose him to it. When he came back to himself, he had become very withdrawn. After getting his arm reattatched, he had gone home to his lab, giving no indication of ever leaving again.

Cream had gone to him the following day, desperate not to lose him. That night, they lay together for the first time. Cream had learned things about Tails that night that had surprised her, although in a pleasant way. Apparently, his tails weren't the only duplications anomoly in his anatomy, nor the only place where he had unusually adept muscle control.

Cream had moved in the following day, telling her Mom that Tails needed someone with him so that he could recover from what had happened, and that she would do anything to not lose him. Her Mom had smiled knowingly, and given Cream her blessing...as well as birth control pills, a box of condoms, and some rather blunt advice regarding things Cream really didn't want to think about her Mom knowing about so intimately. Also an injunction on marraige before children, which had left Cream burning with embarrasment.

She had lived with Tails ever since, and although she was very happy...some nights, unwelcome thoughts assailed her, and she wished she did not have to confront them. While Tails had never rejected any of her advances and always welcomed physical intimacy...he never actively sought it out. She was a part of his world, his daily life, but she couldn't shake the feeling - especially late at night - that he would barely notice if she left. She knew she loved him...but did he really love her? Or...had she just made herself...convenient?

[deon]

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