Chapter 1

Amy Rose was walking down the street, angry at Sonic because he was becoming more trouble than he was worth. She absolutely hated him now, loathed his presence. He was always drunk or high, smelled like cocaine, and beat up kids for fun with his emo friends. When she was thinking this, suddenly five metallix swarmed her, grasping her arms and legs and throwing her down. She was completely immobilized, afraid of what may happen. As fast as they had appeared they turned into heaps of scrap metal and disintegrated. He was confused, but then realized what had happened. A motorcycle, its rider a fox in a black t-shirt with a white helmet, pulled up next to her and stopped. He grabbed her arm and got her on the bike, and they sped off into the nearby woods. The fox did not stop until they had reached a campsite. They both got off and the motorcycle turned into a cube, sinking into the ground.

There was an awkward silence, and then the mysterious fox spoke.

"Why were those robots attacking you back there? "

Amy just smiled in a nonchalant way and muttered in a low voice, "None of your business, chuckle nuts."

The fox was somewhat confused. He was used to people being scared of him, yet this girl was utterly, well, not afraid. He would have to do more research on these peculiar mortals.

"Anyways, you creepy perverted fox, take the trouble of driving out into the middle of nowhere just to ask me about absolutely nothing?"

She instantly regretted what she had said. The fox's eyes narrowed into slits and his muscles clenched so hard she thought they might explode.

"It's because I took a small interest in your miserable life, hedgehog. Maybe you would like to go back into the situation you were in before I plucked you out of the miserable hellhole of a life you so very loved. I happen to know how to attract their attention. Just shoot a red flare into the sky from the top of a tree and suddenly swarms upon swarms of those clunk-headed robots come a-running. How would you like that?"

By this point his eyes had started glowing red, his voice getting quieter and quieter until it was just a whisper. He pointed to a tent and said, "Go in there. NOW."

His last word came out as a shout, and Amy found herself scrambling into the tent, scared as crap.

MEANWHILE

Sonic had spotted the fox from a long distance away, what with the fire and the glowing red eyes. He was now balancing a rifle on his shoulder, ready to kill the fox so he could keep on bullying Amy. He enjoyed doing that, like an average bully might enjoy the same type of thing. He saw the fox shout, and Amy run into the tent. The perfect time to strike. He squeezed the trigger. What came out was a "foonf" and he saw a nerf dart bounce off of the foxes back. The fox seemingly teleported behind Sonic, simultaneously snapping the gun in half and getting Sonic in a half-nelson.

"Who are you and why are you here?" The fox asked with anger in his tone.

"I'm here to get my slutty girlfriend back!" Sonic said.

He was suddenly aware of a new pair of eyes on him. Amy's.

"WHAT?" she screeched in such a loud voice that the fox had to cover his ears, while Sonic, being in a half nelson, unable to block his ears, was knocked unconscious. Amy grabbed his sleeping body and threw it across the forest.

"I can't believe the nerve of that guy! I mean, I am not a slut! Hey you, fox, do I look like a slut?"

The fox was speechless because at that time, He noticed that she was standing in a seductive pose, leaning towards him with the top of her breasts in full view. He then proceeded to have a spontaneous nosebleed and pass out.

When he came too, he was lying on his bed in the tent with Amy sitting on a chair close by, reading a book. "Murder on the Orient express," he thought. "One of my many favorites."

Amy finally noticed that his eyes were trained on the spine of her book, and closed it.

He said quietly," I never properly introduced myself. My name is Axel. I don't have a last name, if you were wondering. Though, as I have noticed before, your mind wanders. To thoughts of your friends, I presume?"

She looked at him thoughtfully for a second, and then just nodded in agreement at his guess. She then went back to just thinking. He stared at her for a moment, and suddenly had a flashback.

He was remembering his childhood, a lonely and sad cluster of memories.

Amy noticed the pained expression on Axle's face, and suddenly felt worried. She had this strange feeling that she knew him from somewhere. Instinctively, she bent over to his face and caressed his cheek softly. And suddenly his eyes flew open, staring at her with a gaze that said, "What the heck?"

She just continued caressing his face until his expression became relaxed and his eyes closed. She then moved her chair to behind the bed and started to massage his shoulders and neck, his tense muscles relaxing. She then moved her hands to his chest, and at that moment his hand flew up and grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop. She froze, wondering why. When she saw his expression, she was even more bewildered. He actually seemed somewhat hostile again. He got off of the bed and sat her down in the chair. He just stared at her, and then she knew. There was something there, a sensitive spot or something. But she wanted to know what the big deal was.

"Why did you make me stop?" she asked curiously.

He never said a word, but instead, slowly took off his shirt. And then she saw. He had a humongous scar running from his left hip up his stomach to his right shoulder. He moved to leave the tent but she stopped him. She sat down on the bed next to him and pushed him down on the bed softly. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak but she silenced him by putting her finger to his lips. She than straddled his lap and lay down on top of him, smirking at his bewildered expression. She just lay there for a while, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Then his hands moved up her back, and for a small moment she wondered what he was doing. Then suddenly he rolled her over so she was on the bottom. He returned her expression of confusion with a playful wink. He then moved down on top of her and her lips met his in a frenzy of insane pleasure as their tongues entwined and swirled around in a crazy battle for dominance. They stayed locked like this for countless minutes until Amy pushed away for breath. Axel sat across from her, staring. Then unexpectedly, they both dissolved into fits of giggling.

Amy was the first to break the silence afterwards. "We-e-ell that was-er- fun?" Axel just kept staring. His eyes were looking at her in a way that made her start giggling again. "What, Axel? Come on, tell me, and tell me! Before I go off and giggle like a drunken person again! Aw, heck!" she said as she started laughing again. She stopped because she noticed that Axel was sitting stock still. Then she noticed the bullet hole in his chest. "What the fuck?" She said before suddenly everything blacked out.