Blur (Part 3) (THE FUN BEGINS)
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This was obviously an Akuma.
That was Marinette’s first thought upon taking in the blue-and-yellow figure that had just crashed its way into her room.
Her second thought was that she needed to immediately get the fox, Tails, away from said Akuma—especially since he seemed to recognize them, from how shocked his reaction was.
“Sonic?!” he repeated with a gasp, reaching out towards the figure in confusion.
“Tails?! Is that you?!” the Akuma—Sonic?—exclaimed brightly, his face lighting up as he noticed the fox. “I was looking everywhere for you, buddy!”
Before Marinette could even blink, he’d suddenly zoomed across the floor in a visible blur—did he have super speed?!—and was holding Tails by the shoulders.
“You’re not hurt or anything, are you?! Please tell me you’re alright, I was so worried—”
“I—I’m fine, Sonic, but—” Tails looked a little disturbed by the over-the-top way the other was acting (and Marinette couldn’t blame him, something about this almost felt creepy). “What happened to you?! Why do you look like…”
“Oh, good…I was really worried, y’know? I just couldn’t stop myself from being afraid that you were—”
The fox shook himself free of the Akuma’s grip, taking a step back. “Seriously, Sonic, what happened?! You’re acting like you thought I was dead or something!”
“Sonic” chuckled, waving off Tails’s concern. “I’m alright, little bro—after all, I found you!”
“That…that doesn’t answer the question, Sonic! What—“
The Akuma held up a finger, cutting him off. “Actually, my name’s Blur now,” he corrected, shaking his head. “Not Sonic. Not anymore.”
Tails looked taken aback by this, staring at “Blur” in fearful confusion.
“Sonic, what—what do you mean?!” he stammered, taking another shaky step backwards. “Why are you—you’re not acting like—what happened?!”
“Well, this guy offered to help make me fast enough to get away and find you,” Blur explained, smiling as if nothing was wrong. “All I gotta do for him in return is get him some things called the ‘Miraculous’…seems simple enough, right?”
The fox gave a sharp inhale when the Akuma mentioned the Miraculous, and Marinette could see his expression change to one of horror as the realization seemed to slowly set in.
“The person who talked to you…Sonic, was his name Hawk Moth?” Tails asked, his voice shaky.
“Yeah! …Wait, how’d you know?” Blur looked a little taken aback by this, his brow furrowing. “Also, I told you, it’s Blur.”
The fox gave a terrified glance back at Marinette, obviously uncertain how to react to this information.
“Run,” she mouthed back to him, tilting her head in the direction of the broken window.
He looked unsure of this for a second, but another glance at Blur seemed to make up his mind, and he nodded. In one fluid motion, Tails suddenly curled up into a ball—how could he do that?!—and sped across the floor and out the opening in the glass.
Blur stared after him in shock, seemingly too stunned to react.
“…Tails, WAIT!” he finally managed to cry out, moving to try and follow the fox—but Marinette grabbed hold of the Akuma’s wrist before he could leave.
“LET GO OF ME!” he screamed, trying to wrench himself free. “He—he was right there, why—why is he—”
Abruptly, he froze, a familiar butterfly-shaped glow now surrounding his face.
Marinette felt her breath catch in her throat.
Blur seemed to be listening intently to whatever the villainous Miraculous user was telling him, his expression morphing into something unreadable. It was only a few seconds before the mask of light faded, and then he turned to look up at the girl with disbelief.
“You…you don’t want me to find him, do you?” he accused, his eyes narrowing into a glare. “Well, I WON’T LET YOU STOP ME!” He suddenly pulled away with renewed vigor, his arm sliding from Marinette’s grasp so quickly that it felt as if the motion had burned her hand. She found herself being knocked to the floor, staring up at the Akuma in shock.
What had just…
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go find my little brother. Again.”
And with that, he zoomed off out the window, leaving a streak of blue light behind him.