Amy looked out of her window. It was snowing heavily outside. The ground appeared to be covered by a thick blanket of snow, and the sky was gray. The snow continued to fall gracefully. She then sat in her chair next to the window as she stared into her fireplace, mesmerized by the flame. Suddenly, she saw a hedgehog outside, she believed it was an illusion considering it wasn't moving, but she soon came to the conclusion that it was real. She thought the hedgehog was Sonic and without thinking, she quickly put her drink down and hurried outside, not even bothering to put on a coat. She ran to the hedgehog and got a closer look at it. It wasn't Sonic, yet Amy was so exited to see him that she didn't notice. The hedgehog was tall and was male. He was lightly shaded with a pale blue color. He had fluffy hair-in the style of tails hair-on the top of his head. Even with Amy behind him, this hedgehog didn't move.
"Sonic!" Amy squealed.
The figure turned around, He had light, icy blue eyes, and his ears were tipped with black. He had his eyes half closed, and his hands clenched tightly. He was shivering.
"Y-You're not Sonic..." She said, carefully walking closer to the hedgehog. "Are you cold...?" She asked.
The hedgehog nodded, it was quite obvious, seeing as icicles were forming at the tip of his quills. Amy quickly grabbed the hedgehog's arm and ran back to her house. She then sat him comfortably in front of her fireplace. She went to go get him a blanket to keep him warm. Not because he looked like Sonic, but because underneath her obnoxiousness, she's a kind soul who'd help any creature in need.
An hour passed by. The icicles on the hedgehog's quills were melted, he was no longer shivering, but he still had that pale blue color in his eyes.
"So what's your name? Mine's Amy." Amy asked once the hedgehog was warm enough to speak.
"Sora." He replied, closing his eyes.
"What an odd name..." Amy thought. "So, I never saw you around before, why were you out in the cold?"
"Death..." He replied quietly.
Amy put her hands on her hips. "What's that supposed to mean?" She asked.
"To experience death..." he said, his eyes were still closed.
"By freezing? Sora, why??" Amy asked seriously.
"When winter comes...every plant dies. Since my life is worthless...I want to join the plants, to feel their pain..." Sora started as he coughed. "But Amy, you-you saved my life. I am actually quite thankful for that." He bowed.
"Poor Sora..." Amy thought. "If you want, you could stay at my place. I'll introduce you to my wonderful friends. No one's life is worthless, Sonic taught me that..."
"Sonic...?" Sora asked. "I've heard that name before..."
"He's a wonderful hedgehog who helps out everyone, it seems. He's the reason why Station Square still exists here. He saved my life and many others countless of times. He's a hero. No matter who you are, Sonic will be there to help you."
"Sounds like a good person. Maybe I'll meet him someday..."
Amy nodded. "You will! I'll show you my friends tomorrow, but for now, you should get some rest."
Amy guided Sora to the guest room, the room was covered in wallpaper with hearts in it. The room didn't have much more than a bed, a table, and a window, but it was good enough for Sora. He lied himself down on the bed when he heard Amy.
"If you need anything just ask."
Sora smiled and nodded as Amy closed the door. "Such a kind young girl..." He whispered. "Most others would leave me there to die. Not like I'd mind but still..."