Author's Notes: This is an old, OLD story I wrote a long time ago, back when my writing wasn't very good at all. I deleted it from my main account because I feel it's really not good at all to be put on it, but for those of you that wished to see this story again for some reason, I will add it into the Memorial account.

Reviews aren't really necessary. I know even if I got a lot of support I wouldn't do a fic like this anymore. I would have to write the whole thing all over again if I wanted to make it good.

He was drowning. And paralyzed. He couldn't swim up to the surface. He wasn't sinking, either. He was at a standstill, doing nothing but staring at the sky helplessly. He wasn't sure how much longer he could stay here. It was definite that he would die here if he didn't get himself to the surface sooner. His eyes looked at the sides of the sea. He could see a few blue whales passing by him, moaning a sorrowful song. Otherwise, the sea was completely empty; a deserted blue wasteland. Well, if he was going to die, he might as well have somebody come up with a sad tune for his death. And at least he had room for his grave. He didn't know how he was floating in the middle of the ocean's depths. It was so sudden that he was here, dying. He could only shut his eyes and contemplate on his death.

Life begins...at the end...

Was he suddenly hearing voices? No doubt, it could be the lack of oxygen. He just thought he heard some god-like voice telling him some nonsense he didn't understand. He began to think again. He lived a full life. Maybe he'll go to hedgehog heaven, a world where he could run all day and eat...well, mostly cat food. Hopefully they had chili dogs for him.

Life begins...at the end of the sea...

Again with the voice! He thought. He didn't need to hear a voice telling him more nonsense as he lied on his death bed. He couldn't speak, but he said in his mind, Hey, can you not talk right now, voice in my head? Can't you see that I'm dying?

Life begins...anew with the sea. The sea begins life and can end life. Everything begins...and ends...with the sea.

Well, here it is. His death. He felt his last breath escape from his mouth. It was over. He didn't live his life regretting everything. That was how somebody should really live. Saving the world several times and all…He thought it was too bad that no one would find his body, it being in the middle of the sea, but he thought he would possibly die without his body to put in a grave anyways.

But of course, this didn't actually happen. Or else this story would be really boring.

He suddenly felt a warm sensation creeping up his body. As if he was given life. He gasped, able to breathe again, sputtering a few times as too much oxygen entered his lungs. He no longer felt or saw the sea. Instead, a light shade of pink as he felt something soft and was what seemed to be inside of a pink bubble, and when he was done coughing and wheezing and had enough oxygen to breathe normally, his eyes were met with a giant fish-like creature.

He could not count the many eyes that laid across his face. He had many sharp rows of jagged teeth jotting out of his mouth, and his fins were so large that they nearly reached the bottom of the ocean, and were beautiful, unlike his face. They were like strands of an angel's hair, reaching out and rippling as if it were a flag. They nearly touched the bubble he was inside.

He didn't know what was going on. He was drowning in the sea, and now he was staring at a fish that was somewhat pretty and somewhat ugly, while inside a pink bubble. But yet he felt somewhat ashamed looking at this creature. As if he wasn't worthy to look at his thousand eyes. But yet he continued to watch this creature head on, like he wasn't afraid of it at all.

"I am...Alpha," the fish said slowly, as if he was speaking to someone who was mentally impaired. He gazed at him intently, as if he was awaiting a response from him.

"And I am...Omega." He looked behind him to see yet another million eyed fish, except it was black, its eyes filled with nothing but rage, even more jagged teeth, and its fins were coarse and ripped. He determined that this was the end of...whatever he was in. He was between the one who creates and gives life, and the one who destroys and kills. The other fish also gawked at him with its angry eyes.

"We are the beginning and the end. The sea will create and destroy. It is the mother of this world. It will give life to this world as it emerges and will destroy it as it slaps its destructive and nurturing hands across this world," they both spoken at once, their voices in tune with each other. He was looking at Alpha, as he couldn't stand to look at Omega any longer due to its maddening demeanor.

"So are both of you...gods?" he finally spoke, voice shaking a bit. He was extremely confused, mixed with fear. Alpha's many eyes resumed eyeing him, making him even more anxious.

"No," he replied, once again talking in a snail's pace. "We are merely the sea's messengers. However, I do hold a world inside of me. So does Omega. I hold a world filled with joy, excitement, and love. Omega holds a world filled with anger, hate, and sorrow."

"O...okay..." He said apprehensively, also a bit weirded out by Alpha's explanation. "What is this place? Do you know? Why am I here?"

Alpha frowned. "I am afraid at this present moment, Sonic, that your mind has been flooded. It is like a biblical flood, dominating over everything. You are here, in Never Ending Sea, about to witness the birth of a new world..."

"What do you mean, 'my mind has been flooded'? Do you mean I'm..." his eyes got wider, as he came to a sudden realization. "...inside my own mind? What happened? Did I die and this is heaven or hell, or purgatory, or..."

"Sonic, I cannot tell you what happened, as I do not know much about the Outer Realms. But yes, you are inside 'your mind'. Do you know what caused this great flooding in the first place? The Outer Realms affects Never Ending Sea."

He thought about what happened before he was somehow here. He couldn't remember much. He knew that the last thing that happened was that he went on a run and suddenly, nothing. He shrugged.

"I see," Alpha nodded. "You seem to have lost some memory. But you still remember the essential things in your life, which I know, for I hold the remnants of the old world inside me. But something major must've happened that caused this."

"Now hold on a minute, is this going to be one of those deals where I have to go on a journey inside my mind and discover who I really am and all that? Those kinds of things that these mind books always say they'll help you do?"

"Hmm...I guess so. There is more to you than you think, Sonic."

"I already know who I am. I don't need to go on this epic journey to rescue my mind or anything like that. Can you please take me back to the 'Outer Realms', or reality or whatever, so I can go back to my life?"

"No!" Omega screeched, showing off his thousands of large, prickly teeth.

"If I did that, Sonic, you would be dead. For you have no soul, no personality, and no constitution of any kind. You might as well go on this 'journey'."

"But...why? I want to get back to my life, not learn what I already know!"

Alpha nodded once more. "I understand, Sonic. But once you go through these lands and gain back your soul, this land will be reborn, and then you can go. But I am afraid that this is in your power, not mine."

"Fine," Sonic spat, still annoyed about the predicament he was in.

"Which world do you want to go in? I recommend mine, as it's much easier. Omega's world is something you shouldn't touch yet."

"Alright, I'll go with your suggestion. The quicker, the better," Sonic replied.

Alpha nodded slowly, and then he lunged at the bubble. Sonic didn't have enough time to yell as Alpha closed its jaws around the bubble and swallowed him whole.