Far away, somewhere in the air above a bright, shining city of azure (in Sonic's unnamed homeworld, so for the sake of clarity we'll call it Earth here)
a blue monoplane sporting streaks of yellow soars high. As it glides across the night sky, the pilot lets out a cry of joy. "Amazing! This baby handles like a
dream! And the navigation system works well, too!" It was Miles "Tails" Prower in the pilot seat, piloting his new innovation in his Tornado series of planes,
the P-5d Tornado 3 (otherwise known as the Cyclone). It was a machine that shared most of the same qualities the original model had: dual wings to keep
it afloat in normal flight mode, wheels for use as landing gear and racing tires in car mode, and a deadly missile launcher just above the pilot seat along with
a special Volkan Cannon in the front in walker mode.
It was a work of art...according to Tails, anyway.

"She's really good at making turns! And wind resistance doesn't seem to affect the propeller too much. Can't wait to try walker mode! I wonder how effective
the weaponry will be?" Tails was feeling good. Cocky, in fact. He was filled with pride over his machine, and just couldn't stop gloating out loud. "I bet it'll tear
Eggman's bots to pieces! It's the best Tornado yet. Ha! Let's see Eggman blow this one up!"
Then a sudden impact rocked the Tornado 3. Tails' smile turned into a frantic frown, as he took notice of the attack.

"W-what the? What could've caused so much damage?" Then a familiar laugh filled the air, as a massive airship penetrated its way through the clouds.
It slowly approached at a modest speed, getting ever closer to the Tornado 3. And standing on the upper deck was an evil man. The man responsible for
the majority of troubles in both Sonic and Tails' lives. It was the evil genius himself...

"It is I...DOCTOR EGGMAN!"
"Doctor Eggman! What are you up to, this time?"
"I've come to teach you a lesson, kid!"
"Huh? What did I ever do to you?"
"Insulted my genius, boy! You think I can't handle your pitiful aircraft in battle?
Well...GET A LOAD OF THIS!"

At that instant, the bow of Eggman's airship opened to reveal a cannon. The cannon began to give off sparkles of white radiation, then a glowing
ball of light formed inside. Tails knew what was coming...and it wasn't good. Not at all. He attempted to move himself out of harm's way of the
cannon's range, but the damage from Eggman's initial attack had disabled the navigation systems. He was a sitting duck.

"No, no, no! This can't be happening! I gotta move out of the way somehow! If I don't, I'm toast!"
"Ghahahahahaha! Don't worry, Tails! I'll let Sonic know that you went down fighting. I doubt he'd want to know
how his best friend was vaporized in a mere nanosecond by my fantastic Egg Cannon! Hahahahahaa!"
Now Tails could barely hear Eggman's boastful voice over the humming of the cannon. It could fire any minute, he thought. There was only one way out of this.

"Though the parachute hasn't been installed yet," said Tails with a straight face, "I don't have a choice!"
He got up from his pilot seat, looked over the edge, and quaked in fear at the distance between himself and the ground.
Then he took one last look at his magnificent machine. "Goodbye, Tornado 3. I promise, I will avenge you!"
He gives a proper salute, then jumps off. And just in time, too. For at that moment, the Egg Cannon had fired.
The beam tore the tornado to shreds, leaving nothing behind.

At least I still have the blueprints back at my lab. I can rebuild it from scratch, and...

"Oh, Tails! You forgot your going-away present!"
Eggman then pulled out what looked like a modified pistol from his coat. He took aim at Tails and pulled the trigger,
sending out a swift beam of purple light. It hit Tails dead-on, just as he was about to take off using his own twin tails.
With a brand new burn mark on one of his tails, he was unable to stay in the air. He began to spiral out of control, falling
down at high speed to the ground. He could only look up in pain at Eggman's dark grin getting farther and farther away.

T...that bastard...he must've used that gun on my...my...Tor...na...do...ugh!

Eggman's airship then vanished beyond the clouds, totally out of sight. But that didn't matter to Tails. He was slowly blacking out.
And what's more, the ground was only a few miles ahead. Minutes before Tails made contact with the pavement, a shadowy figure
emerges from the sky and snatches him up. Tails couldn't make out the face of his rescuer. He tried to speak. "K..Knuckles...? No...Sonic? Is that you?"

But Tails had no strength left to tell. Right then and there, he passed out.

Tails awoke to the sound of what seemed to be...humming. Someone was humming a song nearby, he thought. It sounded nice. Then he opened his eyes wide.
He was in a nice, fluffy bed. There was a huge pillow supporting his head and an equally-sized sheet

covering his body. The room he was in had flowery designs on the walls, a window, and a wooden table next to the bed. The only thing on the table was a knitted doily.
In a tired daze, Tails simply stared at the fancy doily sitting on the table. It had a unique design to it, with many loops and such. His mind was a blank. He couldn't
remember what had happened to him. Then he felt a throb of pain. He reached with right hand to feel for it and found a bandage wrapped over one of his tails.
He squeezed the bandage and felt a crazy surge of pain rush through his body. "Owwww! Man, that smarts!"

A rush of footsteps was heard coming from down the hall. Then a face peered in the open door. It was Cream's mom, Vanilla Rabbit!
Her expression was that of intense fear mixed with worry. "Oh! Are you okay, Tails, dear?" Tails painfully smiled. He knew he was good hands.