Hi people! I'm baaaaack! With an all new story! Yes it is a yaoi. Yes it does have Shadow in it. It also happens to be a more popular pairing. Shadilver! I'm pretty sure you all know what I mean by that. Anyways, this fanfic was partially inspired by the underground railroad. You all know what that means... To get on with this, I would like to firstly say that Shadow and Silver do not belong to me. Secondly I would like to thank Shadow for tolerating all my use of him. Thirdly I'd like to thank Silver for all the pain that this fanfic is gonna bring him...

Silver: No! Don't hurt me! Pleeez?

Shadow: If you touch one quill on his head I'm gonna send you straight to hell!

Me: Calm down hedgies! Jeez I'm not going to kill him! (inwardly: or am I...)

Crimson Amber

Chapter 1: The end in the beginning

Silver was content. Poor but content. He was born into a litter of three, him being the youngest. His two older brothers, Obsidian and Citrine were both normal hedgehogs, but they ridiculed him because unlike them he was an albino.

He should have had many things to complain about, but he was content. He was quite the optimist, always looking at the positive side of situations so whatever it may be, he was content. He had a loving mother but no father becase their father had worked for the navy but dissappeared and was never seen or heard from since.

His mother always admired him for his uniqueness but both his brothers acted as if he was a freak. But still, he had nothing to complain about. Nothing to hate life for. Nothing, that is, nothing until the aristocrats came.

According to law, at a set time each year, the aristocrats were allowed to plunder from the commoners and take whatever they wanted, be it crops, land, or even the living themselves to be slaves. The problem with this is that no resistance was allowed, and any who tried to resist was immediately senteced to death at the hands of the resisted.

What Silver didn't know is that the aristocrats were riding their pampered selves over to Silver's village to reap that which they have not sown. Silver didn't know was that his contentment was soon to come to an end. What Silver didn't know was that lives he loved would also come to an end. What Silver didn't know was the horror the aristocracy would bring him. What Silver didn't know is that the aristocrats wold give him something more precious than he even thought existed. Oh the things Silver did not yet know were abot to be uncovered.

One day Silver was firmly shaken awake. "Silver wake up! Wake up!" It was his mother Jacinth. "Silver," her voice was trembling. "Silver when they come, do not resist. Whatever yo do don't resist. Do it for me Silver. Please you must." Silver looked into his mother's grief shattererd eyes.

"Mother! What's the matter tell me please!"

"Silver no. Just remember what I said do not resist. Goodbye Silver dearest. Goodbye"

"Mother what do you mean? Tell me, you have to!" Jacinth turned around. Not looking Silver in the eyes.

"The Aristocrats." Silver did not know what she meant but the heaviness in her voice told him that is was not good. At all. Jacinth suddenly dragged Silver to her in a death hug, tears streaming down her face. "Goodbye Silver. Whatever happens, always remember that I love you, and I will always be near no matter how far I am."

There was a crash as the door was knocked down. "You there lady! Go outside and line up with the others." A burly bulldog was standing in the doorway. Jacinth gave her son one last hug then followed the bulldog outside, shooting hate laden glares at him.

When she went outside to line up with other ladies about her age, she shrieked.

"MOTHER," Silver cried out but her scream blocked out all else. He looked out the window to see what was terrifying her like this, but what he saw almost ripped a shriek of the same, if not higher magnitude, out of his throat. His two brothers were outside tied to stakes attached in the ground, hanging limply with blood coating them.

"You heartless BEASTS!" Silver watched in horror as his mother threw herself onto the bulldog screaming bloody murder. "How DARE you!" the bulldog roared. "By making the same mistake your two twerps did, you will DIE!"

Silver covered his eyes. He could not watch. He listened as one gurgling scream sounded then all was quiet. He opened his eyes and looked out. There on the ground was his mother. No blood, but her neck was bent in an irregular angle.

All the aristocrats started laughing. All except one that is. That one that wasn't laughing was staring with stone cold eyes at the scene before him. Silver saw this aristocrat, who surprised him, not only because he wasn't laughing, but also because of his appearance.

Unlike the others, who all wore baroque and completely uneeded clothes, He wore a light belt, with a sword thrust through. Nothing else. This wasn't the only thing that caught Silver's eye. This aristocrat was a hedgehog too. A black hedgehog with red stripes on his headquills and a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Then the aristocrat stated that he was going to check in the house of that woman. He's going to find me! Silver thought. Closer, closer, and yet closer still the black hedgehog came. He stepped through the doorway.

His eyes scanned the room and landed on Silver. "You there." he whispered. Silver nodded, too afraid to speak. "That hedgehog out there. Was she your mother?" Silver nodded. The black hedgehogs eyes softened a slight. So slightly Silver thought he imagined it. "Were those other two hedgehogs your brothers? Speak up, there's no need to fear me."

"Yes they were." The black hegehog's eyes grew harder than they already were if at all possible.

"What's your name?" Silver shakily replied "Silver master," he almost forgot his position in the current situation.

"Silver, the only way you'll be safe is if I take you to be my slave. I know it doesn't sound appealing but...well...will you?" Silver recalled his mother's words. "When they come, do not resist. Do it for me." Yes. He would do it. For Jacinth. For Obsidian and Citrine.

"Yes master...?" He saw a glimmer of amusement in the black hedgehog's eyes. Then it vanished as quickly as it had come. He must have been seeing things again.

"Shadow," the back hedgehog said, "but it's just 'master'.

Shadow walked outside, Silver trailing behind him.

"Hey who's pretty boy there?" a brown wolf shouted to Shadow.

"Yeah where'dja get him?"

Shadow breathed in. Silver breathed in. Shadow replied, "This is Silver and he is my new 'personal' slave."

"Hah from his looks I'm not surprised." Silver could see the Shadow was gritting his teeth. He wondered why.

"Come on Silver I'm done here. Let's go home." Silver didn't know how else to reply so he bowed his head and softly replied.

"Yes master."