Silver crouched in the underbrush, trying desperately to convince the beasts with his psychic powers that he was somewhere else. He was breathing hard; trying to hold the wound in his side closed with a hand as he watched one of the monsters coming closer. His eyes glowed a soft emerald green as he tried to penetrate the creature's mind.
I'm not here... I'm somewhere else... He thought at it. The huge beast sniffed loudly, blood dripping from its fangs. My blood is everywhere, it's impossible to track me that way... The white hedgehog closed his eyes as the creature's foul breath hit his face. Not here... It sniffed, then stood upright again, stomping off somewhere else to search for him.
Silver sighed, then winced as he stood up from the pain. His normally snow-colored body was stained red with his own blood, and he hadn't even had the chance to look at his wound, yet he could tell that it was serious. He fell to his knees again as a wave of dizziness hit him, then sunk down until he was nearly lying on the ground. Swallowing hard, he began to pull his hand away, only to put back to his side moments later. He didn't need to look at it, just moving he could feel that something had been punctured. If I wasn't alone, I might live, he thought, but without another's help, this is fatal.
The white hedgehog closed his eyes for a moment, then let his body rest in the mud, rain falling through the gaps in the trees on his face. What a fool I was to let myself fall asleep on such a dangerous world, out in the open, he thought as he slipped into unconsciousness.
Espio looked around carefully, just about to leave the fortress. As a ninja, he was always cautious, on this world especially. Filled with dragons and powerful monsters, he found his training had not been a waste of his time. He went into stealth mode, rendering himself invisible to all but the most sophisticated technology, jumping down silently to the jungle floor. Traveling quickly, the chameleon soon found what he was looking for.
Coming across another sentient creature from Mobius was not what he had in mind when he saw the scanners had picked something strange up, especially one that looked dead. But nevertheless, he inspected the being, and it was thus that he found that it was a hedgehog, and still breathing. Alive? He wondered.
Blaze was watching when they brought the creature inside, whatever it was. It was covered in so much blood, muck and filth that she wasn't sure what it could be. "What's that?" she asked as they hurried past her. Charmy stopped following them and buzzed over to the purple cat. "A hedgehog. A dragon almost got it, that's why it's so icky." He said. Blaze stared at the all the blood that had dripped onto the floor when they had carried it. "It probably won't live..." she muttered then turned back to monitoring the radio.
Silver awoke gasping, trembling violently from fever. He moved to sit up but was pushed gently back down. A wave of nausea filled him, and he consented, too sick to refuse. He closed his eyes against the bright lights, trying to make sense of the sounds around him, so confusing to his ill mind. "I'm no doctor, but all that muck had to go. This don't look good, let's get Blaze in here!" Vector said, turning to the door. Espio and Mighty followed him. "Ya think she can help him?" asked the armadillo.
When Blaze came in, she was shocked. "He's still alive?" she asked. "Yes, he only has one wound, though it's very deep." Espio said as she came up to him. She stared at the feverish hedgehog for a moment, his fur still a dirty color from the tint of the mud. "Leave us." She muttered.
When Silver opened his eyes again, he found that he had regained most of his senses back to normal. He was lying in a bed, and a purple cat was sitting next to him. Her eyes were closed in what seemed deep concentration, and she had one hand on his forehead and the other pressing against the wound in his side. Only the wound wasn't there.
The cat opened her eyes and slid her hands off of him, letting him touch where the gash had been before. "You're lucky I was here, the Chaotix normally don't have a qualified medic around, especially one like me." She said. He sat up, the only unnatural thing he felt was some weakness, but that was to be expected. "I'm Blaze, by the way. There's a room over there you can clean yourself up in, try not to take too long." The cat said before leaving him alone in the room.
"So, he's fine now?" Vector asked her when she came out. "Yes, fine. The wound was deeper than it looked, it could only have been healed with my magic. The dragon punctured straight through his liver and stomach, I'm amazed that he survived long enough to bring him up here." Blaze said, picking up the radio again. "Whaddya doin' to that thing?" Charmy asked. "Trying to get you guys a decent communicator, Espio can't be running to my place all the time, what if he was the one that was injured?" All four of the Chaotix oohed in suprise.
Blaze decided to see what was taking the new arrival so long to clean up, after two hours. She went and peeked through the door, opening it a crack. Apparently he had just finished taking a shower. The cat couldn't keep herself from staring at the hedgehog when he came out of the room. His fur gleamed the color of pale moonlight now that it was clean and free of mud and blood. He shook some more of the excess water off of himself, taking a towel and beginning to dry his body more thoroughly. The cat stared at him, awestruck at how smooth his motions were, as if he could see without really seeing.
His back was to her, but he paused, setting the towel down. "If you want to come in, then do it. It's rude to just stand there and stare." He said, turning to her. How did he know I was here, I was completely silent, she wondered. She opened the door and walked in, trying to think up an excuse. "Vector wanted to know how you got in this jungle. He has a bunch of questions." She told him, hoping that it sounded good. He looked at her as he put his gloves and boots back on, staring at her eyes.
"No, he doesn't. That was just an excuse you thought up to why you were watching me. Why do you lie?" he asked, standing up straight. He looked even more impressive then before, his eyes glowing... Wait, his eyes glowing, Blaze wondered. It hit her then. "You're a psychic that's why you can see without seeing." She whispered. "Yes, but that doesn't answer my question." He said, pursuing the matter.
Blaze tilted her head, curious. He was awfully forceful, why didn't he just read her mind and find out? "Because it's rude." He said. "But you just..." she began. "No, I didn't, I didn't need my powers to see what you were thinking then." "Who are you?" the cat asked. He paused before answering, seeming to think. Then, tossing his head quills a bit, he blinked at her. "I'm Silver."
It turned out that Silver had teleported into this world by accident, but for some reason, he had been unable to leave it. "It could be a powerful Chaos emerald of some sort nearby, that wouldn't help, unless I was using it in itself to leave. Otherwise I couldn't go anywhere." He told them once they were all together. Blaze kept staring at him, but when he turned to look at her, she would pretend to ignore him. What is she thinking, he wondered. "We can look for your emerald tomorrow, it's too late tonight, the dragons really like night." Espio said.
The others all agreed, separating to go into various rooms. Silver supposed that he was to go in the room from before. He noticed that everything had been replaced with clean supplies, and smell of blood was gone. Blaze, he thought. She's kind, though she doesn't want to show it... She's beautiful too, his thought before he could stop himself. "What am I thinking?!" he muttered shaking his head. Just because she seemed to understand him, what he was going through... No, there are many girls where I come from that are far more beautiful than her, it's only because she's the only girl around, that's why I'm attracted to her, he told himself.
But... He thought of the way she had touched him, so gentle, then when she had come and spied on him, watching him... "Snap out of it Silver!" the white hedgehog said to himself. Suddenly he sensed the door to his room opening, the cat's presence unmistakable. He turned to see her standing next to him. She stared at him for a long couple of minutes, as if judging him. "What do you...?" he began, only stuttering to a stop when she put a hand to his chest. He looked at her, and she pushed him down onto his bed, leaning over him and gazing into his eyes.
Silver gulped and stared back, her bright green eyes catching his affection. "So... beautiful..." he whispered. "What?" she asked in suprise. Suddenly realizing what he had said, Silver started blushing. "Uh... Your eyes I meant... Uhh... Mpthhh..." he moaned in suprise as she leaned down as pressed her lips to his, kissing him softly. I do care about her... he thought, I just couldn't see it. He put his hands on her waist as she pulled him up onto the bed all the way, lying ontop of him.
The white hedgehog gasped, then began kissing her back, their bodies glowing as the light from his powers and mind were unable to control his feelings any longer. She trembled in his arms, a sense of pleasure filling her as the psychics mind opened itself to her, letting her read his thoughts... She kissed him harder, desperate for his love.
