Just another short story that popped into my head randomly. Prepare for a huge amount of gooeyness and mush and a jealous hedgehog. Rated T because of slight violence and maybe some mild language.
All characters belong to Sega and I own nothing.
~ A Wilting Rose ~
Prologue:
The rain poured down heavily as Amy Rose charged through another giant puddle that continued to flood in the middle of the huge storm. The wind howled madly and drowned out the sound of Amy's frantically beating heart and gasps for air as she continued to run as fast as she could.
Her red boots filled with water as she charged deeper and deeper into the large puddle, but she ignored the cold sting of the rain water as she ran for her life.
She knew that he was still chasing her and she didn't dare look back to confirm her suspicions as she knew it would be her undoing. Why wasn't Sonic showing up to save the day like always? He'd been gone for weeks now, but whenever Amy was in trouble he always showed up just in time. So why was nothing happening? Where was her blue hero?
Amy began panicking as there was no sign of the blue blur through the thick water fall of rain and the bright flashes of lightening would momentarily stun her.
"By all means, run as much as you like Amy Rose." Her stalker yelled out behind her and Amy's heart skipped a beat. "I admire your strength and perseverance, but I will catch you."
Amy didn't respond as she carried on running.
Amy screamed as the tip of her boot got caught on a rock that was hidden underneath the murky puddle she was running through. She tripped and fell face first into the rain water. She quickly pushed herself up and coughed up some of the water she had breathed in.
"My poor rose has fallen at last." He cackled and Amy began shaking in fear.
"SONIC!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
They were both silent as they listened for the sound of a similar pair of fast paced feet moving towards them. Nothing happened. Amy was all alone. No hero to rescue her this time.
She reached her arm out to summon her Piko Piko Hammer, but a soaked gloved hand quickly grabbed her arm and pinned it back down.
"No levelling the playing field with weapons. You might hurt yourself." He laughed.
"What do you want from me?" Amy spat at him while trying to yank her arm out of her stalker's tight grip.
"I want you to help me." He replied and chuckled before adding, "And trust me, you're going to love it."
Amy was about to yank her arm out of his grip again before she watched in horror as he plunged a needle directly into her arm and everything went black.