Psychic Inferno

by DeltaRouge

Silver's having trouble about telling Blaze how he feels. Eggman has been gone for a month, and the gang has had today to sit back and relax together. Silver and Blaze have had adventures close to death sometimes but yet he just can't. This dream that he has might actually help in some way... but will Silver tell her? What will Blaze think?

1. Why?

Psychic Inferno
Chapter 1: Why?

Beautiful...

Why was she so damn beautiful? And why did this dream always appear? Silver, slowly, levitated from his room and went downstairs, his feet landing gracefully on the wood-tiled floor in the kitchen, seeing as there were no stairs to travel downstairs. But that dream... he liked it, no, loved it so much and desperately wanted that dream to become a reality but... what would Blaze think? The dream would always appear like this...

Blaze would be standing on the edge of a cliff, holding two Chaos Emeralds in her hands, trying to seal this... horrific fiery demon within herself.

She gasped. "Silver...ugh! Use the Chaos Emeralds to... ahh! Seal us into a different dimension!" she begged.

Silver, with tears falling down his grey cheeks dirty from the ashes and smoke, couldn't believe what she had just asked. "No... I can't do that to you! You're my friend, right?" he asked tearfully.

"Silv-ugh! What are you saying?" she begged while looking just about exhausted from the energy being used to seal the demon.

"Blaze... I l-I love you! You can't leave!" he spoke truthfully, wiping his tears away. Never wanting to let the lavender feline leave, he quickly approached her with a facial expression that clearly said: 'I'm going to miss you; I can't live without you!'

The two stared at each other as their golden eyes met. With a moment's hesitation, they leaned in towards each other and their lips met with a passionate kiss. But when they separated for air, the transfer was complete, and Blaze slowly began to drift away as her body dissolved, as a spirit in the sky. The emeralds she had dropped from her hands onto the edge of the cliff.

"Blaze!" Silver yelled, running up to the edge of the cliff desperately as he slowly picked up the Chaos Emeralds.

"Good luck...Silver..." were Blaze's last words to him in that dream, as the sky turned blue, and the horrific disaster seemed like it never existed. Left standing on that cliff was Silver, and the two Chaos Emeralds that Blaze left. He gripped the emeralds tightly, and a tear slid off one, evaporating as it touched the floor.