Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic or any of the characters, except Anya. The Cover Image is mine as well.


"The sun will be down soon, Rose. Don't you think it's better for us to find shelter for today and continue tomorrow?"

"We're almost there. We can camp in the park. Just hold on, okay?"

"Okay, Rose."

Two shadows walked in the twilight, trying to reach the city before sundown. Their voices were beautiful, melodic and female. They walked and walked, until they reached a hill. From there, they could see the whole city, brightened by the lights that were starting to be flickered on, since night was starting to fall. They both sighed, they were happy. Several days of traveling caused that. And because one of them refused to get the train that leaded directly to that city, they contented themselves by walking and picking rides.

"Are you sure your friends are going to like me, Rose?"

"I know they will. It has been a long time since I've been here, but I'm pretty sure that nothing has changed. I haven't."

"That is not true, Rose! You have changed a lot. Believe me."

"Thank you, Furry… How long do you think it will take us to get there?" Rose asked.

"About an hour. No more than that. Shall we?"

"Of course."

And they proceeded to walk down the hill, being extra careful with where they placed their feet. The light was running out and it wasn't a very good idea to climb down a sharp hill without it. The girl named Rose eventually started complaining, cursing herself with the 'stupid idea' of hers to keep walking and get to the city that day. And her friend giggled, telling her that it was her own damned fault, but she was sure that she didn't want to turn back. They continued to climb down until they reached the bottom and jumped to the grass with a silent 'thud'.

"We're going to camp here?"

"Yeah. Ready?"

"Sure."

They walked to the middle of the park, the soft grass glowing beneath their feet, the leaves from the trees dancing with the soft breeze and the flowers shinning and providing them a path through the dark night. The two females eventually sat down on the grass, looking up to the moon, which was full that night. Rose, with great help from her companion, started a bonfire and sat back down, allowing it to warm them, even though it was a summer night.

"I really need to get you some clothes."

"What's wrong with my clothes, Rose?"

"Well… They're weird."

Rose looked at the female sitting next to her. She was the most exotic and beautiful fox she had ever seen. Her fur was pale blue. Her ears were cat-like, the insides being white. Her cheeks and muzzle were white and furry. Her eyes were big and orange. Behind her waved three long pale blue and white tails. Her hair was silver-colored, pulled up in a high ponytail and her bangs were all to the left, thick and almost covering her eye. Her curvaceous body was covered by a short zip-up furry sleeveless jacket and a pair of old ripped brown corsairs, her feet being bare.

"In what way are they weird?"

"Well… You look like a wild dressed animal from the forest."

"Which I technically am."

"Not anymore. You are going to the civilization with me, aren't you? So, you are no longer the wild animal that you used to be. And so, you need to dress like one. I will take you out for shopping tomorrow, okay? After we meet my friends, of course."

"Okay."

Rose smiled. She was such a sweet girl. And, after seeing her friend laying down and wishing her a goodnight sleep, she turned to the moon and sighed. She looked down at herself. She wasn't the same bubbly little girl that had gone away from this city three years ago. She was taller, prettier and a lot calmer. Her body had matured to a young woman, her curves accentuating on her hips. Her cute face was older, but with the same round shape. Her eyes were the only thing that hadn't changed. Big and jade green. Pink fur. Wavy waist-long pink hair, with long bangs. Sleeveless turtleneck shirt, white frilly skirt, thigh-high black socks, knee high-heeled pink, white and grey boots and white gloves.

"I have changed… But deep down, I'm still the same Amy Rose everyone remembers."


They ran.

They ran as fast as their feet allowed them. As far as their legs let them. The forest was like a blur around them, dark, scary and wild. Leaves and small branches got stuck in their hair; thorns ripped their skin and scratched their faces. Roots made them trip and fall on the dirty and muddy ground, but they were fast to get up. Because they needed to keep running. They needed to keep going. They needed to get away.

"Rose, c'mon!"

"I'm going, Furry! As fast as I can!"

The small and short words exchanged by them were a guarantee that the other was still alive, that the other was still running away, that the other was still there. They couldn't see each other. Even if they were mere feet away from each other, the darkness was too deep. The darkness was too big. The darkness was too powerful. And they were running from it. Suddenly, a scream cut the air.

"ROSE!"

"Run, Furry! Don't worry about me!"

"ROSE! NO! I WON'T LET YOU STAY BEHIND!"

"Run! I'm-AAAH!"

"ROOSEE!"

"GO! Run, Furry, RUN!"

"ROOOOOOOSEEEEE!"


"Honey… Furry, wake up."

"Huh?" she let out, opening her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Amy asked, helping her sit up.

"Yeah… I think so. Why?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Well… You were screaming my name at the top of your lungs. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry. It was just a nightmare." She explained, standing up.

"Wanna talk about it?" Amy asked, following her example.

"No, it's fine."

"Tell me what happened." Amy ordered.

"It was about the night when you and I were running away from Black Doom."

Amy nodded and shut up. Those had been dark days for the both of them. The memories still hunted them. The pain and misery that he had brought still hunted them. The tears that they shed and the lives that they carried on their shoulders were too many. And, in the end, they never found out what had happened to him. All they could remember was someone that stepped in front of them and vanished seconds later, along with Black Doom.

"Do you think we will ever find out what happened that night?" the silver-haired fox asked.

"I don't know. Maybe. Maybe not. All we can hope is for him to never show that mutt face of his ever again." Amy declared, walking out of the park with her friend by the hand.

They crossed the street and then walked slowly, Amy allowing herself and her friend to enjoy the view of the city. Furry, as Amy called her, asked the pinkette all kinds of questions, beginning in her childhood and ending on her companions, passing in her adventures, her ideas and her emotions. Amy, with a blushed face, answered her questions, stammering in some of them. But, when the fox asked her about her crushes, Amy shut up.

"Why aren't you answering?"

"It's… Complicated."

"Oh. If you don't want to say, it's fine."

"I know. It's just… It's not messy. But it's confusing. I used to have a HUGE crush on the 'hero' of this planet. His name is Sonic. But, since the moment I left this place, it's almost like the passion is gone. It kept fading away. I don't know… I never forgot about him, he's a dear friend, but I guess I realized that there was someone else."

"And who is that someone else?"

"When we see him, I'll tell you." Amy giggled.

"Promise?" the fox asked, stretching her pinky. Amy smiled and wrapped her own pinky around hers and affirmed "Promise. Now, suit yourself. We're here."

"Really?"

The fox looked in front to see a workshop at the end of the street, labeled 'Tails Workshop'. It was big, grey, and very much alive. The sounds of metal clashing, fire burning and electronic devices working at that time of the morning was surprising to the fox. She was amazed with the noises and the bright and flashy colors that appeared to come out of the shop, and she wanted to take a closer look to it. Amy smiled and knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer it.

Which they did. Seconds later, the door opened. Behind it was a medium height cream colored rabbit with long ears, tied together in the head, waving softly behind her. Her hair was short and spiky, with a small bang over her brown eyes. She wore an orange tee, a short jean skirt, white gloves and a pair of orange Vans. She looked up at the two girls and frowned. But something clicked in her mind when she stared at the pinkette. With a shy voice, she asked:

"Amy? Amy Rose?"

"Hey Cream."

"AAAAAAAMYYYYYY!" the rabbit exclaimed, jumping to Amy's arms and hugging her.

"Slow down, Cream, it's early in the morning!" Amy exclaimed, patting her back.

"Come in, come in!" she told them, opening the door wider for the girls "MILES! COME HERE!"

"Miles?" the female fox asked, looking over to Amy.

"It's a friend. Oh look, there he is!"

And it was indeed. Walking to them in a lazy and distracted pace, a yellowish orange male fox with two tails waving behind him. He wore a black tank top, a pair of cargo dark green military pants, a brown belt around his waist, brown combat boots, brown backless leather gloves and a pair of yellow goggles on his forehead, over a gray strip. He rubbed his eyes and sighed, before looking at Cream and asking:

"What is it?"

"We have visitors." She told him, running to him and wrapping her arms around his.

"We do?" he asked, smiling down to her "Who?"

"Why don't you take a look?" she told him, pointing at the two females standing in the middle of the shop.

"Okay…" he said, looking up to the two females. He had the same reaction as Cream. First he frowned, then he smiled and went to hug Amy.

"It's been forever, Amy!" he exclaimed. "How are you?"

"I'm good. You?"

"I'm cool too. Wow… And who's your friend?"

"Well, yeah, let's introduce each other! Furry, these are Cream and Tails. You guys, this is Anya, or as I like to call her, Furry."

"Hi. It's a pleasure." Anya said, smiling.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Anya." Tails affirmed. "I see, you were born with a triple tail."

"Yes. It's a genetic mutation that, unfortunately, can't be corrected."

"What do you mean?"

"Anya was submitted to several medical interventions to remove the extra tails, but each time they tried and cut off one of the tails, it regenerated back. According to her father, it's a curse."

"I don't understand. Why?" Tails asked, scratching the back of his head.

"There's a prophecy. About a lover and an immortal child." Anya explained "I don't really know what it is about, but with a little research I can take care of that."

"A lover and an immortal child? That is some odd prophecy." Cream said, with a soft smile.

"It is. But unfortunately, me and Aeon can't stay and talk. I need to get this girl into decent outfits. Okay?"

"Can I go with you? Tails could use some time without me around…" Cream declared.

"No, Cream, it's fine!" Tails immediately said, turning to her "You're not a bother!"

"I know that you need you, yourself and you only to finish that project of yours. Don't worry. I'm not hurt. I'll bring you some doughnuts from the market, okay?"

"Okay…" Tails accepted, with a smile. "You're the best."

"I know… See 'ya!"


A/N: First Sonic fic that isn't a oneshot, bear with me... just some doddles I came up with. Hope you like it!

LoneeWolf :)