"LOSER!" Multiple soldiers laughed as they held down a yellow fox with two tails and punched him over and over again. What did I do to deserve this? The fox thought. Ever since he became an foot soldier, he had been harassed every single day without end. They forced him to apologize for things he didn't do, constantly beat him up, and made his life miserable. "Hey, stop!" An loud voice shouted. The soldiers turned to the voice. "You want to be bea-OH,SHIT!" The lead soldier shouted. Standing right there was a young brown haired man who looked extremely enraged and was glaring at them with his bright red eyes. The soldiers immediately took off as they knew who he was. Samuel "Demon-Eyed" Morgan was feared across the entire camp as not only was he extremely strong, he also had bright red eyes that could pierce into your soul. On his first day, an arrogant soldier thought it would be funny if he covered him in red paint to make it look like he was covered in blood hoping to humiliate him. Instead, Samuel used the paint bucket like a mace and brutally beat the soldier up. Since then, many people have tried to take him down from his throne hoping to humble him, but all it succeeded in was making the planners into human punching bags. Samuel watched as the soldiers fled in terror before turning towards the fox. "Hey, Tails. Are you alright?" Samuel asked. Tails glared at Samuel and snapped at him. "DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M FUCKING ALRIGHT?!!!" Tails was pissed. All he had ever wanted to do was to join the Elite Squad and become the strongest. However, he was extremely weak and easily collapsed after just several minutes doing an drill. It was so bad that the drill sergeant, feeling sorry for him, decided to let him sit out during the drills. But, all it did was remind him how pathetic he was. Now, he was depressed and frustrated taking it out on everyone near him. Samuel sighed. "Listen, Tails. All those soldiers are just arrogant jerks who have no life and live with their parents until they're 50, bald, and fat. Don't go comparing yourself to them when deep down you know that you're better than them." Tails looked at Samuel in confusion for a second before he smiled. "Yeah, you're right! I can still follow my dream even if everyone else mocks me for it. I won't give up!" Samuel smiled. "Now that's the Tails I know! Let's go and get some lunch from the canteen. I'm totally starving!!" Tails and Samuel began to walk towards the canteen talking and laughing along the way. Tails was astonished. Here he was walking with the most powerful man in the camp who was happy to call himself Tails' friend. He remembered when he first met Samuel…
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Tails was covered in red paint from having an paint bucket poured onto him. The man who poured the paint on him was laughing until he heard the door open. Immediately, he poured an bucket of ice cold water on Tails to wash it off. Even though he was wet and freezing, he had to stand and greet the new soldier like everyone else. The young man named Samuel had messy brown hair and a huge grin as he was happy to be there. The only thing strange was that Samuel seemed to have his eyes partially closed. As he looked around, Samuel noticed the wet fox and suspected something was up. A few hours later, Samuel was walking down the hallway when one of the soldiers pulled him aside. "Before you become an part of this regiment , you have to get initiated! Head to the last room on the right." Samuel nodded and headed towards the room. Standing in the middle of that room was an masked man holding a bucket of red paint. The man looked at Samuel and grinned. "Looks like our latest initiate is here! Time for the Bloody Rain!" He shouted as he went to throw the paint on him. Samuel reacted quickly and grabbed the paint bucket from the man. "WHAT THE HEL-" The man began but was interrupted by Samuel slamming the bucket into his face. "You think bullying people weaker than you is okay?!!!" Samuel shouted as he raised the bucket of paint and slammed it against the man over and over again like a mace. After a few minutes, the man's friends walked in to a horrific scene. The man's face was covered in a combination of red paint and blood, most of his teeth were knocked out, and there were bruises all over his body. Samuel's hands were bruised and battered and covered in blood. Next to Samuel was the paint bucket which was fully clean except for the left side which was dented and covered in an red substance that definitely wasn't paint…
The sight was so horrible that one of them threw up, an woman fainted, one crossed himself and began to pray despite being atheist, and the others stood frozen in shock. Samuel turned to them and opened his eyes fully for the first time. Staring back at the group was a pair of blood red eyes that seemed to shine brightly in the dark room. "Hey, jackasses! Who wants to be initiated into my group?" Samuel shouted as he pointed towards the man on the ground. In just a few seconds, the whole room was empty leaving Samuel and the man alone in the room. Samuel grabbed the man by his shirt and pulled the man towards him. "Get out of my sight." Samuel growled. "OKAY!!!" The man shrieked as he ran out of the room. A few minutes later, Tails was walking towards his room when the man dashed past him nearly knocking him over. "GET OUT OF HERE NOW! THE DEVIL'S HERE!!!" The man shouted as he ran off. Tails stood in confusion until he felt an hand on his shoulder. Tails turned around rapidly and found himself face to face with a bloodied Samuel whose hand was risen. Tails cringed in fear waiting to be hit by Samuel but instead Samuel gently patted him on his head. "Hey, kid. Don't worry about those guys anymore because from now on you're my friend. OK?" Samuel looked at Tails with an grin on his face. However, the grin turned to shock when Tails' eyes began to fill with tears as he hugged Samuel. For the first time in his military service, he had an friend…________________________________________
In present time…
A few hours later on the other side of the camp, a black sedan pulled up right next the barracks and a giant gloved spiked hand opened the door. Soon, a young red enchida got out of the vehicle and stretched. He was muscular with long red hair with black highlights and scarlet eyes. On his chest was an white patch of fur shaped in an crescent. His name was Claw and he was one of the strongest members of the Elite Squad. He sighed as he wondered why he was all the way out there. A few seconds later, another car door opened and a young cream furred rabbit walked out. Most Awakened women who were celebrities would've sold their souls for one day as this woman. She had a curvy hourglass figure with G cup breasts, slender thighs, long cream brown hair that covered one of her eyes as it went down to her waist, orange eyes that could melt the heart of any man who looked into them too long, and a red dress that fit her perfectly. "Ugh, what are we doing here?" Claw groaned. "I'm here to see a old friend, so will you stop complaining?!" Cream shouted. Claw rolled his eyes as he closed the door behind Cream.
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Tails woke up suddenly and rubbed his eyes. He groaned as he rolled over to face the clock.
Current Time: 12:15 AM
"AGGGGH!!! Why can't I sleep?!!!" Tails shouted. This was the 3rd day in a row that he suddenly woke up at an random time much to his annoyance. "Screw this!! I'm taking a walk!" Tails mumbled to himself as he pulled an coat onto himself as he walked out of the barracks. Despite his annoyance at the random wake up calls, he enjoyed the walks as it was silent and peaceful. However, all of a sudden he heard a loud voice shout "TAILS!!". As he turned to face the source of the voice, he was suddenly tackled to the ground by a mysterious figure.