Me: Whoo! I'm back with another story! FYI: I didn't finish the last one because /a lot/ of stuff has been happening... Also, I'm writing this story mainly out of anger, so don't be surprised if there is a lot of blood, and stuff (That's why it's rated R). Kay... Enough chitchat. On with the story! ((Chapter one starts from Sonic's POV))
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Chapter One- Death and destruction...----------------------------------------------------
Never in my life had I
seen such... horror.
It was truly frightening...
All those dead bodies...
The smell of decay in the air...
The rotting flesh...
I turned my head away from the scene in front of me and gagged. There, in front of me, lay about five to ten bodies. Every one of them was cut, bleeding, and, in some cases, burned. Who would do such a thing? I thought, who would be sick enough to cut these people and dump their bodies on the beach? Standing beside my side was Amy. She was staring at the bodies, her fist in her mouth. She looked at me and blinked, "Who would do such a thing, Sonic? Who?"I shook my head, "I... don't know..." I answered, my voice shaking with anger; for, among those who died, was my best friend, my little brother... Tails... He was as bad as the rest. He was cut and burned, but, unlike the other bodies, his heart had been cut out. The sight of his body made me ill...
Then, I swore under my breath, I'll get revenge for you, little buddy. I swear...
Amy's POVI stared at Sonic while the police took Tails' body away; his eyes were filled with anger and hate. I closed my eyes and turned away from him. Who would something like this? I asked myself over and over. Who? Who? Who? Who...?
Then, a police officer came over and put his hand on my shoulder. He looked at me and said, "could I talk to you, miss?"
I nodded.
He smiled, "Okay. You'll have to come with me..." He turned to
face Sonic, "You too."
We both nodded, and followed him over to his police car.
He opened the door for me, and I hopped in.
"Don't worry. I'm just taking you down to the station for questioning; we'll catch whoever did this soon..." He sighed.
I hope so... I thought as the car drove off.
Me: So? What did 'cha think? Was it good, bad, medium? ((I know it's kinda short, but I'll right more next chapter... This one is just telling the plot ; ))
