ANGEL ISLAND

A sickening cough is heard, followed by dead screaming.

Blaze stomps on the ground, letting out a angry and devastated cry. Her eyes narrow with anger and determination as she watches the sickening sight in-front of her. Silver, her once trusted companion, getting his soul drained by Tripwire. She wants to SCREAM, but knows letting your emotions take control is never a good idea.

With a angry hiss, she dropkicks Tripwire in the face, the doll letting out a pained grunt. Blaze steps back, clutching at her injured chest as she glares at the possessed doll. Tripwire isn’t affected by her rage and grief. She just stares at her, almost in a mocking way.

In a instant, Tripwire lunges at Blaze, clawing at her. She fortunately dodges, and retaliates with a burning javelin, hurling it at the doll and sending her flying. Blaze takes the chance to sprint away, but she’s not dumb. She knows there’s mines littered everywhere. Hell, Knuckles and Cream died to those!

She thinks about her fallen comrades, on how they died to Tripwire. Tails, Knuckles, Amy, Sonic, Cream, and Silver.. oh Silver. Blaze composes herself, knowing that she doesn’t have the time to dwell on her dead friends. But the least she’ll do for them is WIN!

She climbs up the Altar of Emerald, before standing near the lopsided Master Emerald. Blaze’s keen cat eyes search for Tripwire, looking down at the ground to see if she’s coming. Thankfully she’s not here.. temporarily.

But to Blaze’s surprise, Tripwire’s laser fires at her from afar. She quickly ducks behind the Master Emerald, gritting her bloodied teeth. She knows Tripwire sees her now. The laser barrage ends, the only sound of Blaze’s harsh panting and the flames engulfing the island filling the air. Tripwire speaks, her voice young yet filled with quiet malice.

Tripwire: “Stars explode. Flames go out. Your body will be cold to the touch.”

Blaze retorts loudly, slowly moving in-front so she can properly face Tripwire.

Blaze: “You talk like you’re superior than the Princess of the Sol Empire! I’ll make sure your body is MELTED AND AFLAME!”

Tripwire doesn’t retort. Her only response is her dead fabric eyes, staring straight into Blaze’s soul.

Blaze hisses and pins her ears back, muscles tense and ready for a fight.

THE SOL STILL BURNS