"911, what's your emergency?"
"Hello?"
"Ma'am? Ma'am?"
"I don't know what happened. Please send someone."
"You are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney and to have that attorney present at questioning; if you are indigent you will be provided an attorney at no cost to represent you," a police officer recited as he arrested a criminal on the charge of murder in the third degree. He put someone in the back of a police car as the other policeman went back to the crime scene. Blood was splattered everywhere. From the door, there was a trail of blood leading to the kitchen where, on the white marble floor, lied a body of a black and red hedgehog lying in a pool of crimson liquid that nearly matched the streaks on his quills.
A white bat in a nightgown by the name of Rouge shot up from a horrible nightmare.
"Oh my god!" A white bat in a nightgown by the name of Rouge shot up from a horrible nightmare.
She was in a cold sweat. The startled words of the bat woke her lover.
"What's wrong, Rouge?" Shadow asked as he slowly propped his eyes open to see what the problem was. He switched to a position in which his back was on the headboard of the bed.
"Oh, nothing baby." The black and red hedgehog, alive and well, wrapped his hands around the startled bat, trying to console her. He kissed her on the forehead.
"I know when you're lying, baby." He sent her a mock-cold glare. It sent wild chills down Rouge's back.
"Ugh..I don't know. I've been having these weird dreams lately."
"What kind of dreams?"
"I…They were about me….killing someone." Shadow's ears perked up at her reply.
"Killing someone? Do you know who you killed or anything?"
"That's the weird part. I don't know. It's like it happened very fast…." Rouge's voice trailed off at the thought actually killing someone.
"Well, whatever happened in your dream, it's not gonna happen. Now, try to get some sleep baby."
"Ok." Shadow kissed his lover's soft lips, and got back on the pillow, drifting off to a damn near deep sleep. Rouge just stayed up, starting into space, thinking about the strange dream she just woke up from.
'What the hell happened in that dream? I know it looked like a crime scene, but why did whoever it was killed Shadow?' She snapped from her train of thought as she turned over to look at the obsidian hedgehog lying next to her, in her queen size bed, in her commodious 3 bedroom, 2 bath house. 'It's probably me being stressed out all the time. My mind is just going off the rocker temporarily. It'll be better in the morning.' The bat closed her eyes, reconnecting herself the land of slumber that Shadow went back to.