Hello! I had two stories originally but I got the idea into my head to put them together, making them a whole new story! I really hope you enjoy it, the title is bellow this note.
Happiness and Heartbreak
Prologue:
Quiet footsteps echoed through the air. Two figures stopped. "Is the sacrifice ready?" Asked one, an echidna. "Yes, the tribe is waiting." The echidna sighed and turned to the chameleon, "Will this sacrifice please the gods and ensure my child is healthy?" "I don't know." "Let us go and see." The echidna's lip curled, "If it doesn't do that then at least we're getting rid of those arrogant hedgehogs." The chameleon followed the echidna outside to a stake with fire wood piled around it. Tied to the stake was a hedgehog, she had black fur, a white t-shirt, a mane of crimson fur around her neck, orange stripes on her spikes, and golden eyes. An echidna from somewhere in the crowd threw a rock at her, soon, all of them were. She was getting scarred badly, but she didn't flinch once, she just stared, unblinkingly, at the echidna chief forging his way through the crowd with a torch. "Are you going to plea for your life?" Asked one echidna mockingly. "I have no need to, I will always come back." "TORCH HER!" Yelled someone, it became a chant, the chief echidna threw the torch, everyone cheered as the hedgehog's fur ignited. But she didn't scream, she looked at the sky, smiled, then laughed as the flames enveloped her.
As the sun rose the next day, the chameleon made himself invisible, he went to the stake carrying a jar, he started to collect the ashes, he could tell which ones were the victim's, he could sense them. He then went quite a distance away from the tribes current settlement and came into a mountain pass, gravestones were everywhere, each was marked as unknown, but gave a description of the person who was now ashes. The chameleon knelt and buried the jar, then he got a slab of stone and wrote her description on it. He then knelt in front of the knew grave and murmured some prayers, ending in, "Rest in peace." Then he stood, turned, and started heading back to the tribe.
48 Years later...
Knuckles sighed and leaned back against the Master Emerald, solitude. On this particular day he didn't want any of it. How he envied Sonic's freedom to roam without a single thought or care about duty. Still, the Master Emerald was more important, more important than running around for no reason. He sighed, how many times had those thoughts gone around his head? He'd lost count. Putting up a barrier around the Master Emerald he went for a walk around Angel Island. The walk he took daily took him through forest and into the mountains, but unlike the other days were he went down the other side and then proceeded to go over the waterfall back to the Master Emerald altar, he tripped. Getting up and dusting himself off he curiously went to see what he had tripped on. It was a worn looking stone, digging a bit, he found it was a gravestone, "Unknown? Ashes?" He dug down deeper and found a slightly cracked jar. "Unknown... hmm..." He absently went back and put it near the Master Emerald before going off to re-start his walk. The lid of the jar wiggled slightly, then came off and fell to the ground. The Master Emerald glowed slightly as the ashes rose from the jar and started to assemble themselves into a vague form...
Author note: Hey! Well I don't think that was too bad, but review if you agree or think otherwise, I really don't care if you don't like it, because if I enjoy that means I'll write it anyway. But thank you to all who review with nice things to say. Pity to all who don't like it.