Thoughts on a Lamppost

A short Sonic X one-shot based slightly on Sonic's thoughts on the lamppost from episode 1

I had finally escaped the chaos of the city. The city of overlanders. What did they call it…Station Square? It didn't really matter. All that mattered was that I had escaped. My gut had led me here, where I think is pretty far away. I looked up and saw moon and stars winking down at me and the lamppost I was sitting on. They were the only familiar thing in this strange world. Everything else was nothing I had seen before, and I had run across this planet more times than I bothered to count.

The sky looks the same... So do the stars and the moon...

I thought about what had happened. The alarm bells were still ringing fresh in my mind. The machine was smoking, but he still pressed the button! All I remember next was a flash of white, then waking up here. But how did I get here?

I guess Chaos Control must have sent me here… I travelled through space… Did I travel through time too…? Am I the only one here...? Are all the others…gone?

Tails… Amy… Knuckles… Cream… Cheese… I had even seen Rouge for a second there. Were they all gone? Was I the only one who survived? I didn't know how far away the others were, but I was praying that they weren't anywhere near the meeting sight. I don't know why it mattered. Either way, I had to get home. But was there even a way back home? I was positive the overlanders weren't going to help me, and I don't know where the chaos emeralds are, or even if they were transported here with me. I hope they did. Hanging with my 'little brother' Tails… running from 'my girlfriend' Amy as she jokingly tried to get me to marry her… getting into fights with my buddy Knuckles… playing with cute little Cream and Cheese… I don't know what I would do if I could never do all of that ever again.

Well… guess I'll find out soon enough…

It wouldn't help to think negative. The only way to learn for sure the answers to my questions was to do what I do best. Run. I leaped down from my lamppost. The sound of police sirens meets my ears. The sound I was so used to from crashing Eggman's bases, but at the same time sounded so foreign. Have they found me already?

They cars pull up...There are five of them... Four are white… One is red… I turn around and begin to walk away… "Hey… Hold on…" A man says…