October 18th, 2003
On top of a hospital building roof, a young couple both fifteen years old were leaning their backs against the rail, with the girl with long black hair holding a baby boy, who's currently sleeping, wrapped in a soft blue blanket tightly. 'Tightly' as in she wants to strangle the baby so much!
Having this baby shouldn't have happened to her: Beatrice Blythe! Not when there's so much to do in this world! Partying with her friends at the clubs, getting drunk on tons of cheap beers, sneaking out of her house with her boyfriend, Chase, just to attend a rap concert, and so much more! Now with this baby she named Charlie, Beatrice's life, along with Chase's life, is shattered into millions of pieces. Taking care of Charlie means no more fun stuff for both Beatrice and Chase. And there's no escape...
...Unless... Unless they decide to do the unthinkable.
Kill him. Yeah. Kill him. It's so simple.
Let go of him, run before anybody suspects them, blame it on someone else, escape, and they can go back to their old lives like Charlie didn't exist in their lives.
Yep. They'll do it.
"You sure this will work?" Chase asked his lovely girlfriend/wife while letting the wind blow parts of his black hair.
"Of course, sweetie," Beatrice answered silently yet deviously to Chase. "No one will even notice us dropping this 'monster' down to his doom."
"Right. Sorry if I worried you."
"It's alright, Chase. Once this is over, everything will be fine for the two of us."
Turning their backs away from the rail, Beatrice raised Charlie up as high as she can, and in just a split second, she released Charlie out of her hands and is now falling to his death, oddly enough, not waking up to notice this! He was just recently born into this world about five days, and he only opened his eyes twice to see his 'parents' and the nurses who check up on him to see if he's healthy. And that's just it! He will never open eyes to see the sun shining on him, he won't see his parents, see the exciting sights waiting for him in the distant future, or seeing anyone in this world ever! This could be the end of it!
And after seeing that little 'monster' out of their sights, Beatrice gave a quick, devious smile to Chase, which he responded the same way, before the two exited out of the roof in a casual way. Not giving two flying feathers on their newborn baby. No guilt. No sadness whatsoever. Just. Pure. Happiness. Happy that Charlie is out of their lives.
Forever.
~Clover Street 1995- Blue Spirit Hospital (12:20 P.M.)~
"Vector, tell me why we have to go with you to the hospital?" seven-year old Espio asked his 23-year-old guardian, Vector Maher.
"Yeah. I want to know!" Silver demanded as well, carrying the bouquet full of red and pink roses in his hands.
"Vanilla accidentally broke her leg while running down the stairs," Vector started to explain to the young orphans, "and I thought it would be nice to check up on her and see if she's well."
"Or the fact that you like her a lot," Espio pointed out, seeing Vector's face turning bright crimson.
"HEY!"
Both Silver and Espio couldn't help but laugh at the bright color Vector had on his face when Espio mentioned their guardian's crush. Apparently, the two knew about their guardian's huge crush over Vanilla, though they don't know the real reason why he likes her; even though they keep asking him that question at least once a week. They assumed he liked Vanilla for her looks or for her angelic like personality, mainly the latter as they were taught by Vector that the most important thing to look for in a girl is their personality.
"Espio! Vanilla and... I are just close friends. That's all!" Vector told Espio, turning his face away from him while his face is turning into a brighter shade of red than before.
"You sure?" Espio questioned Vector on his statement.
"I'm sure, alright?!"
"Okay."
"Now, let's just get inside the hospital and-" but before Vector can finish his sentence, he heard the six-year-old Silver yelling out:
"IS THAT A BABY FALLING FROM THE BUILDING?!"
What did Silver meant by that? Vector questioned himself in his thoughts.
Curious, both Espio and Vector tilted their heads upwards and in just a second, their eyes grew wide in horror from what they just saw: a baby wrapped in a blue blanket falling to his doom! Just like Silver said. You don't see that everyday, but it's a sight nobody wants to see!
In fact, people who were passing by were all screaming like crazy as they're about to witness a horrible death! A death of a baby! Why?!
"Holy sh-" Vector almost cursed, but didn't since he's near Espio and Silver, and he didn't want them to be cussing at an early age.
"Vector, what should we do? What should we do?!" Silver asked his guardian while waving his little arms like crazy.
"Save him," Espio simply replied, already climbing on a tree before leaping from a branch in order to get some good height.
Ever since Vector signed Espio up for martial arts class at the age of five, Espio has not only gained the ability to defend himself but his athletic skills has increased by a lot that he can hang from ceilings for a long time, break glass with his hands without causing blood from his hands to gush out, and stand a punch from someone twice or triple his size! All that at seven years old! Vector and Silver wonders how good he will be when he's in his teens. Damn good. That's all.
After leaping off from the branch, Espio quickly grabbed the baby boy, one hand on his head and the other on his body, after being in the air for only three seconds. However, right when he caught the baby, Espio is now falling to his doom! And even though he can land perfectly when falling from great distances, he can't do that when he's holding a living being! So that means... death for not only him, but the baby as well. Great. Just flippin' great.
Oh well. At least Espio managed to extend the baby's life for three seconds. Might not matter to others, but for Espio, he wants to make every second last forever. He learned that from his parents before 'that' happened.
"No matter what happens, make every second count. Good or bad. They're here in order to make us stronger."
And Espio is now making these three seconds count. Sure, he'll die, but he'll be remembered as the little boy who risked his life to save a baby that's going to die. Better die trying than doing nothing. Espio closed his orange-yellow eyes to not see his blood flowing out of his body once he makes impact to the ground. Seeing blood isn't a pretty 'last' sight when dying.
However, the purple-haired boy quickly opened his eyes when he feels he's falling a lot slower than he's suppose to. Wondering how that's possible, Espio looked down and spotted Silver using his psychokinesis in order to save not only his friend's life but the baby's life. And from what Espio is seeing, Silver's ability to control his psychokinesis has improved by a lot. Normally, when Silver tried to levitate something, he either ends up shocking someone or levitate more than one object, oddly heavy objects. But seeing Silver using his psychokinesis with no problems is enough to make Espio smile a bit as his feet softly lands on the floor. Shortly after landing, Espio was greeted with loud cheers from the witnesses and ended up receiving a small group hug from Silver and Vector, with the latter hugging a bit too tight.
"Nice save, Takeshi!" Vector complemented to the purple-haired boy, using his real name.
"Thanks, but Venice saved me and the baby from falling to our deaths," Espio pointed out.
"It's no problem," Silver replied to his friend. "I was worried that I might not save you and the baby on time."
"Well you did," Espio told Silver before looking at the sleeping baby. How was he not awake?! "So, what do we do with this baby?"
"We should take it to the hospital and see if anyone knows him," Vector suggested, now taking the baby into his own arms.
"Agreed. His parents might have gotten worried about him."
With the plan set, Vector, Espio, and Silver quickly entered the hospital doors to find information about the baby and his parents, not knowing that the baby's 'parents' evil deeds...
~Inside the Blue Spirit Hospital [3rd Floor]~
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HIS PARENTS TRIED TO KILL HIM?!" Vector yelled to a 20 year-old nurse with short auburn hair on the reception desk.
Apparently, the one thing that pisses Vector off more than anything else in the world is parents killing or attempting to kill off their own children for selfish reasons. It's just sick.
"I... I overheard them about their plans on killing their child a few days ago..." the young nurse started her sentence, stuttering a bit.
"Then how come you didn't stop them?!"
"They caught me and threatened to kill me if I tell this to anyone. Especially the police," the nurse blurted out with some tears already flowing out of her eyes.
After spitting out the truth, the nurse slammed her head hard on the desk before she sobbed uncontrollably, not caring if she's breaking down in front of her fellow employees, the patients or the visitors. Sure, she has cried in front of others in the past, but this time, it felt different. Different since she fears that those two 'parents' are going to kill her right now for telling their horrible deeds to someone she doesn't know.
However, she stopped crying as Vector patted her hair and wiped the tears from her blue eyes with his fingers.
"Hey, it's okay," Vector attempted to calm down the nurse. "No need to cry about it."
"R... Really?" the nurse sniffled, rubbing her eyes to get rid of the tears.
"Sure. And if I see those parents, I'll give them a taste of their own medicine. Vector style!"
"Yea, Vector!" Silver cheered, raising the rose bouquet high in the air.
"So there's nothing to worry about Miss... Uh... Uh..."
"Elise Solaris is my name," the nurse told Vector and the two orphans her name. "Pleased to meet you."
"I'm Vector Maher, and these two little kids with me are Takeshi Kaneko and Venice Faust." Vector introduced himself, along with the two orphans. "And it's nice to meet you too, Elise."
"Thanks. So, do you want information about the baby you have? I can get that right now."
"That would be great."
"Alright, just let me get the files from the drawers."
While Elise went under the desk to search for the baby's files, Silver noticed little five-year-old Cream running towards them, carrying a small stuffed bumble bee in her arms, possibly for the baby. Maybe she overheard the news about the fallen baby being alive by the staff of the hospital, Cream had to give something nice to the baby as a symbol of being blessed to be alive and not dead. And since she recently made a stuffed bee by herself a few weeks ago, she thought it would make a perfect gift for the baby.
Cream eventually halted her run when she's near Silver and Espio, and quickly gave the latter a quick yet tight hug to him, though not that tight like Vector did a few moments ago outside of the hospital.
"Takeshi-san!" Cream greeted to Espio before letting go of him and hugging Silver softly. "Mr. Venice!"
"Hi, Cream." Silver greeted Cream casually.
"I can't believe you two rescued a baby from falling to it's doom! That was so brave of you guys!" Cream complemented.
"Espio actually caught the baby. All I did was slow down their fall with my powers." Silver told the dirty blond haired girl.
"Still, that was amazing!"
"Thanks for the comments Clara," Espio replied. "Nobody wants to see a baby die in front of their eyes."
"Anyway, what are you doing here, Cream?" Silver questioned the five-year-old.
"Oh, I want to see the baby you've rescued and give him a little present I made myself." Cream explained to the two orphans, showing them the stuffed bee she created. Instead of a weirdly stitched up doll like they expected due to Cream's young age, the bee ended up all pretty. Button eyes perfectly aligned, wings firm, antennas pointing straight, and the stitches all sewed up perfectly. Wow. Her mom certainly has taught her how to stitch very well. And mastered it with no problem at age five starting with a stuffed animal. Maybe she'll make some hand stitched toys for the kids back at the Chaotix Orphanage if she agrees to it.
"The bee looks great, Cream." Silver complemented Cream's work. "I'm sure the baby boy will love it once he gets it!"
"You think so?" questioned Cream.
"Of course!" Silver nodded his head before turning to Espio. "So Espio, what do you think about the-"
"It looks great," Espio simply replied.
"Aw, thanks for giving your honest opinions!"
The sound of a drawer being slammed shut made the three kids turn around to the receptionist desk, where Elise has finally found the files for the baby which includes information like the day of his birth, blood type, weight and height when he was born, hair and eye color, and most importantly: his name.
"Alright," Elise sighed, wiping some sweat off of her forehead. "Let's see, the baby's name is Charlie Blythe, born on October 13th, 2003 at approximately 10:30 A.M, and his parents were Beatrice Blythe and Chase Jackson."
"They're not married?" Vector wondered.
"No, they're more like a couple. A young couple to be exact."
As in the teens.
"How young?"
"Both of them are fifteen years old."
Whoa! That's too young! Having a baby in the 20s? Sure. Having a baby in the teens? Hell no! Let alone have a baby before finishing high school! That's just crazy!
"My god," was all Vector can say.
"I know," Elise agreed with the green-haired man. "And since Charlie's 'parents' abandoned him, I have to find someone willing to take this baby-"
"I'll take Charlie in my care," Vector accepted without any hesitation.
"Eh?"
"I said I'll take care of Charlie."
"Y... You sure?"
"Positive. I run an orphanage called the Chaotix Orphanage, and I don't mind adding another member to our 'family'. Right boys?" Vector asked Silver and Espio.
"Yea!" Silver agreed to Vector's idea.
"Sure," Espio nodded his head.
"Alright. Once Charlie is ready to be released from the hospital, he'll be in your custody until a proper family decides to adopt him." Elise told Vector. "Is that alright?"
"Yes ma'am," Vector nodded his head.
Right when Vector agreed to the plan on taking care of Charlie, the said baby opened his eyes for the first time in a while, staring at the green-haired man, along with Silver, Espio, and Cream who were running towards Vector, still carrying the recently awakened baby.
"Aw! He's so cute!" Cream squealed, jumping up and down with excitement.
"He is, Cream!" Silver agreed with the five-year-old. "He's the most charming baby I've ever seen in my life."
"Charming?" Espio repeated the word Silver mentioned.
"Yeah. Charming like the stuffed bee Cream made."
DING! A great idea has popped into Silver's little mind. And it involved little Charlie.
"I got it! Why don't we nickname him 'Charmy'?" Silver suggested.
"Charmy?" Vector, Cream, and Espio repeated the nickname.
"Because he's innocent and someone this innocent like him shouldn't be thrown away from this world," Silver explained the nickname to everyone.
"I think that nickname can work," Cream agreed with Silver's idea.
"Definitely," Vector nodded his head as well.
"I don't mind it." said Espio. Usually, he calls people by their real name and doesn't care about their nicknames. Though the only exception is some kid named Miles Prower, who he goes by 'Tails'. And to be honest, the first name and the last name sound weird when put together.
"Great! I can't wait for Charmy to be in the Chaotix Orphanage!" Silver cheered, accidentally letting go of the rose bouquet, landing onto the floor. "Oops."
Noticing the flowers on the tiled floor, Cream picked them up while giving the stuffed bee to Silver before she started walking back to her mother's room.
"Don't worry Mr. Venice. I'll take these to my mother and tell her Mr. Vector sent them," Cream told Silver. "And please give little Charmy the stuffed bee. Okay?"
"Will do, Cream!" Silver replied back to Cream as he waved good-bye to her before turning to Vector. "And speaking of Cream's mom, do you think we should visit-"
"Nah. I say we should get some ice cream and go home. I'm really tired after what happened today," Vector refused, wiping some sweat from his forehead. "Is that alright to you guys?"
"Sure," both Silver and Espio agreed with Vector.
After the short discussion with the two orphans, Vector handed Charmy (along with the stuffed bee) to Elise before the three entered the elevator going down to the 1st floor. Right when the three left, Elise rocked Charmy gently to sleep while walking towards the section where the new-born babies are kept. She gave Charmy a sweet smile, knowing he'll be raised by a good group of people and not those 'parents' who threatened her a few days ago. Those 'parents' that want nothing with Charmy. Those 'parents' who only care about parties. Those 'parents' that don't have a proper education. Those 'parents' that only lust for each other instead of love.
Luckily, Charmy isn't going to be raised by 'those' parents. He's going to be raised by someone who's very generous. Someone who will treat him kindly and will discipline him without any physical violence whatsoever. And that's Vector Maher, who's going to be aided by the older orphans, mainly Takeshi 'Espio' Kaneko and Venice 'Silver' Faust. And one day in the distant future, Charmy is going to thank them for raising him to be a very great person. One day.
One day.
Please don't worry bee
You'll be safe and sound with me
I promise, you'll see
Author's Note: Hey there! I'm doing the 100 theme challenge, and I thought this would be a good idea to use them to make a prequel to "Gray Flame". For those who read it, you'll understand, but if not, you don't have to but it's recommended in order to get what I'm talking about. Oh, and all of these stories are going to be out of order so you'll never know what's coming up. And that's the fun part!
This one, "The Little Bee", was a bit difficult to write, and I was never meant to put Elise in this story, but I thought, "Sure. Why not. She's perfect for the nurse role." And she's not going to kiss Sonic (Grrr... Next Gen.).
If you like this story, please leave a review!
Oh, and I'll be nice and leave you with a preview with the next story of "100 Sparks Fly"!
Edit 11/27/2012- Had to change the year from 2004 to 2003 in order for the ages to make sense for the next story.
Preview:
"Oh come on, Wave!" Jet whined to his purple-haired friend, stomping his feet on the ground. "Just go with me to the Chaotix Orphanage. Please?"
"No!" Wave refused Jet's offer. "I'd rather spend my Friday night alone watching Death Note in my room than looking after your bratty brother."
"Wave!"
"Just go on your-"
BRRRIIIINNNG! Wave's cellphone went off inside her backpack, and she unzipped the front to get her blue Blackberry to see who's calling her. Maybe her dad or...
Her mom. Which is her right now. Oh god, not her again. This is like the seventh time she has called Wave today. TODAY! And it must be the usual crap she wants to do like go shopping at The Grove for clothes, watch a sappy romantic movie, or have an ultimate make-over. As in being caked in make-up, having her hair being styled in the most girliest way ever, and worst of them all: having 'girly' clothes. Hell no.
Seeing her mom's number on the screen, Wave quickly put her phone back at her backpack, fulling zipping the front before she grabbed her purple Extreme Gear and told Jet, "Never mind. I'm going with you."