My first fan-fic. Unsure of how this will appear to you guys on a "sonic" related story, I hope you guys enjoy it and possibly give me some constructive criticism. Without further adieu, please enjoy the read.
Chapter 1
My eyes flutter open. Tiny sun rays shoot through trees and branches, delicately shining on my face. Pain and weariness hit my body as I prop myself up on my elbow. Looking around I see leaves and branches on top of me. It's as if I were hidden or blasted by a tornado. I reek of rotten flesh. Wish I could wash up. Wish I knew where I've been to begin with.
I slowly pick myself up and walk around the environment trying to make sense of it all. A forest with burnt trees, some are left untouched. What happened here? I can't even remember as much as my own name. I lay a hand on my forehead and feel a bump, it stings the moment I have contact. My hand makes its way to my mouth. Dry as a bone. I should get moving and find water or someone. Anyone. My legs feel dead and numb, and I can't carry myself any longer. I stumble and fall face first to the ground. I tell myself I must keep going, so I start crawling. The pain is unbearable, but fortunately in the twenty or so minutes of doing so, I find a small puddle of water. It's not much but I'm incredibly thirsty. Cupping my hands I take some in, and save a little to wash my face. Dirt and blood trickled down my face and onto to the puddle. It's only then do I take a good look at my reflection. A beaten and fatigued hedgehog stares right back. My skin has turned a very pale shade of pink, black under eyes, hair ruffled in a sea of twigs and branches. I look atrocious.
The questions keep coming in. Just how long have I been here? I look down on myself to see that I'm wearing a loose burgundy sweater with a hood attached, some puke green jeans that fit a bit big and heavy leather boots. My clothes aren't in the best shape either with holes and splashes of blood on it. Lifting my sweater up, I pat my stomach gently. I can see my rib cage and now that I take a good look at my arms, I see just how thin and bony they've become. I don't remember much about who I am or what I've been through, but someone's got to know. Everything will become clear. Sitting around here won't do me much good though. I grab the nearest branch and tightly clutch it to balance myself. It will make great use like a staff. I just have no idea where to go. I follow instincts and keep going the same direction I found the puddle. It might mean there's more water nearby, and hopefully, a village or real trail to follow.
The sun's quickly going down and I've been walking for hours with no sign of anyone. I sit down to rest and lay my head against an old oak tree. I look up to my surroundings and the sun is glistening ever so lightly. The trees around me are home to different species of birds with such melodic twitters. They sang a symphony. Wind is gently brushing past my hair. I close my eyes and meditate, slowly drifting into a slumber until the light is no more.
My eyelids flash open at the sound of a wolf's howl. It shouldn't be that late I think to myself, but the pitched black forest says otherwise. I blame myself for being so careless. I quickly make way onto my feet and this time I'm desperate! Animals lurk through these parts at night and here I am smelling like a bloody massacre. I can barely make out where I'm going, desperately seeking a cave. Darkness is still overwhelming me until I finally can't see a thing. Maybe if I climb a tree, but I have no strength to climb it and no guarantee I won't fall from it. I shuffle my feet here and there, uncertain of what to do now. I'm very afraid and the only thing that comes to mind is run! It's probably not the best idea but I still cling to hope. Maybe I'll encounter a traveler or the village I've been seeking to find all day. I run as fast as I can ignoring every inch of pain that begs me to stop. Heart pounding and I can't help the tears flowing out of my eyes. I might be done for. I still won't stop. I then stumble upon something hard and I fall down not on the forest floor, but something wooden. I brush away the leaves away from this spot and skim my hand on top of it. It feels much like a door. It doesn't feel very stable so I grab my staff and plunge into it as hard as I can. I do this a second time, I hear a crack. With all my might I raise my staff and plunge onto it once more until the whole thing comes tumbling down and I fall down with it.
I slowly pick myself up trying to regain my strength. A hint of light is coming from a candle in the room. It's just enough for me to see what's in here. There isn't much. Things that stand out first are radios sending out static noises across the room, deadly weapons hanging from a nearby wall, and a dark passageway to another room.
I'm too scared to go in it, I just invaded someone's home..
Who's house did she stumble into? What happened to her memory? Why am I asking these questions!? –for the fun of it that's why c; And will she find any help!? Stay tune for the next chapter. DON'T MEEZ IT!