PROLOGUE
Miles ''Tails'' Prower. The two-tailed fox has been renowned for various adventures and keen inventions. The young fox and his best friend, Sonic Hedgehog had always foiled Dr. Robotniks plans. But the Doctor has been away to the territrory that was the Kitsun' lands. Three promienent cities were all that remained. Orin, is where the mad doctor had went. The kitsune race's city of religion and foundation. This is where the sword of chaos was imbedded in a drained fountain. Locked in place, seven small minature slots needed to unlock and power it. A writing around the empty fountain is barley readable, the second in*****cion scratched out by constant erosion over the past fifteen years, when the kitsune race went from a hearty 69,830,220 to a 489. The massacare of detaran or big evil in Kitsuna speak caused the drop, by unleashing a horde of hederaginj's or hedgehog-flawed demons. This race of demons absorbed life through the eating and feasting on non-demon creature. When the massacare occured, only one place wasn't assaulted. Lotherien, the kitsune village to the deep south in the tip of the Great Woods. The border of the Great Forest and the Great Woods is more precise as a lcoation. But their was one person who saved the kitsune rest from evil. Using power of the Auroua-kai, what the Kitsune say is inner spirtual magicika. Aswell as his training in the Art; the kitsune forced the demons back to their home. The barrier was weak though..... and now a demon called Rakasha, who wants to slipp through the barrier realizing how to release the barrier and cause havoc once again. Kill the one he could smell, the one he could feel hunger for the most, the one with the choson bloodline. The latest one.
Killing him would weaken the barrier enough to let his brothers free.....and it has decided to make this its quest. But how would he gain freedom....how?

And who is that choson one? It all leads to Miles "Tails" Prower. But what is that you ask? How can our hero, choson one Miles defeat this foe that seems to have no weakness except hunger? Now I must go deeper into legend. In Orin, I mentioned the sword of chaos. The sword of seven chaos to be exact. The sword channels all seven energies of chaos and can strike down or do battle fairly with a powerful enemy. The sword is placed in the empty fountain of yelrith. The sword is the savior.
But wait the sword is locked in place, their are seven emeralds you heard of? Chaos emerlads, gems of power and magicika.
Well those emeralds once in place in the sword, unlock the hilt from the lock. But of course the sword is too powerful it needs something to control it as a 16 year old kitsune doesn't have the brain capacity nor willpower to harness a sword like the sword of chaos. Their is a amulet somewhere in the kitsun territroy where it would grant harnessing capabillities to the wearer of the ancient device.

Now the story.....

KITSUN' MOUNTAINS, Kitsune City Orin

''Where am I?'' a deep voice murmured, ''That's right, this is the ancient city of Orin. Kitsune wonders on arctiecture...but now to find what I'm here for." the visual of a fat man, bald, orange mustache in large width is in appearance. It was Doctor Robotnik.
The fourty-six year old man smiled as he entered the courtyard of the palace temple 'Orin'. The mad doctor knew what he would be looking for would be here. The slow rive of the engine of the eggomatic m6.9 was what kept the Robotnik comfortable during his search. Leather padding seats, air conditioner, refridgerator, and minature picture-in-picture monitor. Though inside luxourious the floating egg machine had titanium plating, a plasma insulated engine, bulletproof winshield, six groups of headlights, and a plasma cannon in the center.

On the mad doctors monitor was a map of where he had marked the location to be... ''Ah-ha!'' the overlander grinned.
''There it is....'' the view turns to a glowing red circle with a weird star in the middle. ''Eggomatic find tablet of hedgehog demon. Database - timeline. Search.'' the fat doctor said aloud to his computer.
''Found. Downloading...... 10%..... 32% .... 60% .... 79% .....91%.....100%'' the computer responded. The doctor adjusted his specks as he opened his duffelbag on the floor of his flaying machine. Two scrolls, and plenty of red rice were in it. The man lunged the items onto the star-like symbol and turned to the monitor and opened his mouth.
''Etaro. Milian josican pesc. Enaro. Enaro. Rise up. Rise up. Rise up. Demon death to choson kitsuneain!'' the doctor shouted. As effect the ground began to violently shake. The rice began to glow a golden color. And the scrolls immedietly caught fire and discenagrated in seconds. Suddenly the ground stopped shaking and a claw spurted out of the ground where the center of the star was.
Robotnik knew what he had done, he read the prohecy. The demon would kill the choson one, who eggman believed was Tails....and anyone protecting him. That would kill off the sonic problem he had now......it would be weeks.....before 'it' could find Miles ''Tails'' Prower.

Four long weeks later....

THE GREAT FOREST, Acorna Village, Abandoned

''Sonic aren't we supposed to meet some guy named Blade here?'' asked the ever impaitent Tails. Sonic turned to Tails slowly, ''Thats what the telegram noted....said he had weapons and old war maps of a whole lot of cities from the great War.'' Sonic replied.
''Then where is he?''
''I don't know.''
Sonic looked around hastily, this felt wrong. Very very wrong. Acorna was at least a day away from Knothole if not more, and that was on speed bikes. And Uncle chuck had invented them three weeks ago for travel purposes. Only made three. Renil had the other one, and this whole village smelled like a set up.
Inside one of the cabins of the forest-bound village a squrriel-fox hybrid stood, the doors and windows were barricaded, and various items were spread either over a table or under the table. An old Acorn Assault Rifle, ammo for the weapon all over, and various maps spreaded across the table. Blade would of been happy to give them to the freedom fighters that he had asked to come to the village earlier in the week; but he had been attacked recently and wanted not to get eaten like the rest of the god damned village. Eaten. I mean no one expected a strange creature comming to the village.
No one.
It had only been four hours since a mysterious and demonic hedgehog had stumbled upon the village. Striking down the villagers quickly, and eating the majority of them... and Blade himself thought about fighting it but....his master Tel-Wan Vao couldn't even kill it. If the one who trained Blade with the blade coudln't kill it. Blade knew he couldn't. Instead he retreated to the armory, and barracaded all doors and windows....most civillians also did that. In the town that housed only eighteen people. Half were killed. Nine people were left, in the empty town. Blade's heart pounded as he hoped to god that the freedom fighters that were arriving weren't going to....well, die. But hope is a thing that cannot and would not help Miles and Sonic.

Back at the entrance to the village Sonic and Tails made an intro....to hell, and the impact on their lvies would be fatal.

OOC:
This is yet ANOTHER reincarnation of the ever so unpopular 'The Creature from the Unknown' RP. But this time diffrent setting, intro, and more history aswell as an idea of the objective. As if you already don't know this RP is a 'Solo Survival RP' or meaning one NPC running from one character that has intent to kill the NPC.

In this case it is the creature from the unknown has been released by Eggman, and is out to kill Tails and its guardians. But what? No, Eggman has not made a deal the monster has its own goal.
Some things to know is, ages. Tails is sixteen years old, and Sonic is twenty and Robotnik is still in power. No one is married or has had kids yet.

To join the RP just follow some guidelines and jump right in. Some guidelines I suggest following is No powerplaying, no super powerful guns, no super powerful magic - but limited magic is allowed. But basically it is basic rules, you have questions? Ask 'em.

Lets start this RP. ^^

The bartender was taken aback and, as soon as he'd poured Blades Ale, once again looked at the cat in that strange way, which it was now clear was due to him squinting "Really? Ya' don't look it?"
Tobias sighed and rubbed his temple. "Garret, but your damn specticles on man."
The mongrel looked a little foolish as he picked the looking glasses from the shelf behind him and balanced them on his muzzle "OH! Sorry about that miss, don't usually need them this time o' night..By gods, Tobias? Is that you? Ha! Whats it been? Four years? You haven't aged a day!"
A small smirk twitched in the corners of Myth mouth, his fur had been almost completely orange when he'd left, now it was an Arctic gray with the odd marbled patch, but thats what a fulf gets. For all the extra years he'd gain from his kitsune side, the mixed genome meant his fur was prone to changing color every few seasons "Nice to see you too garret"
The bartender went back to cleaning glasses as he talked "Hmph, 'ie, ye 'ad me then Tobias. Wondered why a stranger would ask something to be put on a tab." He leaned forward slightly so that only myth could hear him "Ear', You know the rule of after 'owers Myth." He murmured, nodding at the feline on his left who was starting on her drink.
"Because Rick'd gut me if I left her out there on her own" Myth said simply "then again, he hasn't exatly been himself"

Emily took a sip from the milk in her glass and set it back down. "It's quite alright... a lot of people have to be reminded that I'm still young..." she said eyeing the liquid.

"Heh..." Blade smirked as he took a gulp of his ale. "Tommers Ale, god I thought they were discontinued before the Great War...." the hybrid said as he wiped his mouth from the ale's refreshing taste.

He turned to Emily, "Yeah, you don't look as young as you are." he noted.

"Should I take that as an insult or an complement?" she asked taking a sip of her milk, eyeing him with her hard emotionless eyes.

"When it comes to bars" Myth muttered, supping his tankard of aged mulberry wine "Its a definate compliment"

She gave a light nod and continued sipping her milk. She slowly set the glass down. Her cold gaze focused on the countertop now.

"Kinda quiet in here, eh?" Blade smirked as he took another sip of his ale. "I mean I'm glad the demon has stopped chasing us for the momment, but I never liked night silence-ness...too quiet." Blade chuckled as he scratched the back of his head.

"Silence and darkness is always nice once in a while but this time I may have to agree with you..." Emily said while looking at nothing of importance on the floor.

Blade nodded as the night began to pass and soon daybreak would come and the group would rejoin again. Perhaps then they could figure a plan to make with the whole demon development. Perhaps that plan would work, too. But as Blade passed out at the bar, and Tails and Rico slept.

Tommorow would be another day.

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Morning...

Blades eyes winced at the tavern as he woke up from the counter. "Jeeze, we passed out." he mumbuled to himself noticing the other two had fallen asleep in the bar as well. The hybrid smirked lightly as he rubbed his eyes to shake his haziness from the night before.

The hybrid stood up, out of the chair and sniffiled his nose. The hybrid then waited for the other two of his companions to awake. Myth and the cat he had known sparsely at the village. He forgot her name at the momment.

As well as the hybrid waking up Tails was doing the same at his own home. Not on purpose either.

The noise of a shuttering alarm clock shook the small hut in which Tails had. "God, jeeze." he mumbuled as his left hand grabbed the clock and threw it aganist the wall.

"...tupid alarm clock." he muttered hazily as the fox's baby blue eyes shot open. As he stepped out of his bed he pushed on the bed on top of his. Hoping to nudge Rico awake. Tails took a breath as he tightened his black jeans and tied his red and white sneakers. He wiped his eyes once more, brushing the sand out of them as he yawned.

The fox walked over to his coat rack and retrieved a jacket. With the words 'MILES' embedded on the back in bright orange ink.

The fox smirked lightly as he went to his workbench and began fiddling with his latest invention.

Tobias's ears twitched at the sound of the alarm, it looked as though they'd finally be up soon. The Fulf held his face into the wind, still with the usual stony glare as he watched over the two sleeping foxes from the roof of Tail's hut. He'd been up there most of the night, partly to keep watch, and partly to think, hardly believing what he had discovered the night before. Taking a deep breath, letting the air run slowly from his lungs, Tobias cast his eyes toward the small hut at the other side of the village, remembering his confrontation with Nicky... it had been surprisingly sedated.
Though the antena opening in the roof, he could hear the kit tinkering with something in the workshop-extension to his hut. Standing up, stretching his slightly stiffened limbs, Tobias walked carefully over the roof to the opening and leaned over, clearly taking the half awake kit by surprise "Morning kid"

Tails dropped the wrench he was holding and shouted. "GAH!" he yelled as he looked above him through the moon roof, that his attena ran throguh - there was Myth hanging by his feet like a chimpanze. The sixteen year old two-tailed fox eyebrowed the fulf. Panting.

"Myth? The hell? You trying to give me a heart attack?" the fox asked as he put his 'in-progress' invention on his workbench - and then twirled hsi chair around. His full attention on the fulf.

"Sorry" Tobias muttered, reaching up to the bar that bordered the hole and hoping it would take his weight as he allowed his feat to dangle. Dropping to the floor with a dull thud, the fulf stood up fully and role his aching shoulders, thankfuly there were no disterbing poping noises this time "Slept well didn't you?"

"Suprisingly...Yeah." Tails replied with a smirk. "Knowing you, I bet you didn't even sleep." Tails chuckled lightly.

Tobias smiled back at the kit lightly "I'm still that prodictable arn't I?" He turned his attention to the open window to his left, his serious-thoughtful look reterning to him "Didn't matter though, not a wiff of a daemon all night..."

"Thats good." Tails nodded. "But when do we move out again, or try to find out how to defeat it?"

The fulf leened back against a bench on the other side of the room "Personaly, I realy don't know. If we are gona leave we need to go soon, and head out back the way we came for a mile or so to try keep it away from knothole, if it is still following us at all. Then again, if Rick wants to stay and fight it, we'll take the quickest rout out of the forest and wait for it, try take it down anywhere but here. I don't care how much Rick wants to fight it, we're not letting it near knothole."

Tails nodded. "Right." he said as he got back to what he was working on.

The Nullification disciplines are a road not lightly traveled. An experienced Warden like yourself should already know this. As Sodalitas teaches sheer offensive power, we of the Wraiths of Mesric rely on more non-violent techniques. When you are done here you will learn to forget your violent upbringing and relying on your own internal gifts to protect yourself and others from harm. Instead of drawing first blood you will learn to sense the attack before it happens and dodge, deflect, or render it harmless. These disciplines will also allow to strengthen yourself, and avoid death through sheer willpower. As is rumored some of our more adept students actually gain the ability to see moments into the future to avoid injury or death.

And also as rumored that great power comes with a price. They also sense people futures in the form of emotion, many complain of depression and grow a violent fear of being in contact with others. It is a hefty price to pay for the ability to protect, the ability to be a true Warden.

Rico could still remember that scene in his mind. Walking through the roughly carved tunnels of the Mesric underground temple with an aging monk whose name he'd forgotten. As the fox sat outside his friends hut in a meditative position another vision hit him.

"Wake up Richard..." He could see Xira's intimating form in front of him, but he couldn't move. "Don't worry, this will only hurt for about three hours, give or take." A sheering pain hit his chest as the female vixen lunged and cut him with a dagger. He tried to yelp but nothing came. She attacked again, the pain intensified. Outside the nightmare the fox was still meditating, but his body was tense, teeth gritted and sweat matting down his fur.

The armored figure removed its helm. His younger brother's face appeared grinning sadistically. "Die Rico Underwood," was all he said before slashing the fox's body again and again. The pain was so sheering, almost burning, made worse by its source. Fear, pain, betrayal, and rage hit the fox just as had as the knife. He still couldn't scream.

Tails looked over on Rico as he began working, sparks flying from the workbench. The sixteen year old two-tailed fox eyebrowed Rico as his body turned tense. His teeth gritted and sweat began to pur down his orange fur.

"Rick?"

"Rick you alright?" he asked as he put his protection goggles over his forehead.

"You're weak! You can't even save yourself let alone your friends. LEAVE. You can't protect the boy, Underwood. You'll only cause his death." The abomination hissed at him striking him again. But even has it hit its face changed to empathy, "Rick? Rick you alright? Rico? Rico wake up!" Suddenly it faded to black for what seemed like an hour. It felt that way because it was cold, it was empty, and most of all he was alone. The voice came again faintly, as if it was far off but coming closer.

Slowly he blinked awake to a very worried kitsune's face in front of him. He shook his head lightly put a paw on his forehead to felt the sweat, still not sure what had happened. Tails looked as he was waiting for a response. Rico finally got his mouth to work after a hard swallow and a quick cough to test it. "I'm, I'm ok, just... just saw something." He put on a fake smile, "I told ya not to let me start taking all your time again didn't I? I'm just a little shakey is all, not used to sleeping in a bed I guess."

Tobias looked at Rico with an air of 'I know whats coming'. He seemed remarkable unconsserned for the fox's bad dreems, his voice just as level as normal, it was clear he was expecting confruntation of some kind when he next spoke "Rico, we need to get moving. Get your self's ready to go, I'm gona' find out whether the other two are comming or not."

The fox simply nodded standing up clumsily, leaning on the side of Tails' hut for support, "Alright, it's probably time for me to leave anyway."

Tails turned back and finished his project in the works and smiled as he ripped his goggles off. "Done." he said with pride. Rico eyebrowed Miles, "With what?"

Tails smirked again, "A RM346D Sensory Droid." he said. He took a breath. "Once activated it will follow us and during battle it will heal our wounds to the best of its abillity. It'll keep us sustained but doesn't mean we should be thinking smug of ourselves." he explained as he pressed a red button on the bot and it began patrolling Rico and Tails.

"I set it to patrol us for the time being." the fox said as he grabbed a plasma shotgun - a weapon he had also invented, as well as two plasma glocks. The glocks supposedly for Myth since bullets did no good againsist the thing. The demon.

Tails nodded.

Rico still had a forlong expression, "I don't think guns are going to save us."

"Point taken, but It'll slow it down." Tails said. "I hope." he muttered.

Rico nodded, "Take only what you need. Carrying a hundred pounds of weapons is reserved for uncothe meatshields like the royal guard. You're better than that, you don't need a army of weapons."

"Glocks are for Myth, Shotgun is the only thing I'm carrying really for armaments." he said as he wrinkiled his nose. "I have a hunch where he is, Tavern anyone?" Tails smirked as he walked out for the Tavern.

Rico nodded, then followed quietly.

There was a knock on Emily's door at the tavern and Tobias's voice floated though the thin wood that seporated the loaned room from the rest of the tavern. The Fulf had managed to charter the spair room for her, dissiding to leave Blade where he was at the bar and let sleeping drunks ley.
"Emily? Emily are you awake?"

Emily opened up the door the usual expression apon her face. "Yes I am awake... what is it?" she asked softly yet trying to get to the point.

Tobias smiled slightly as he spoke "We're heading out again, me rick and the kit. Your welcome to come, but it'll be safer for you if you didn't. Your choice."

"And leave you boys to face that thing by yourself so that you can mess up, yeah... you need a good defence sir Tobias, and well you're looking at her..." Emily said while walking past him. "Are you coming or what?"

Tobais nodded deeply but didn't move as Emily called "Stay neer the boy, he needs protection more then any of us. Head over to the workshop, I'll meet you there... And now to wake the sleeping drunkard."

Blade was awake, hell he had been awake for a while now. He had a long day yesterday and the two ales he had put him to sleep nicely. He hoped that the bartender didn't mind. TH e hybrid took a breath and leaned aganist a wall, waiting for the orders that it'd be time to go.

He waited.

"I was just coming to wake you, we're moving out if you still want to come? It'd be safer here, but we could use another guy riding shotgun? Or whatever gun you want, up to you really." Blade smirked. "I'm ready when you are." he replied as he un-clipped his sheath and hooked it to his side. So he could withdraw it faster.

"Heh."