"Whisper in the winds", a fanfic by A Lonely Gray Kitsune.
AN: Excuse any hideous errors, this my first fanfic.
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It was beautiful, this thing, this dream she had created. Endless fields of vibrant, joyous green grass, life seeming to pulse from the scattered trees, and a white globe shone gently down, blessing the land with a warm glow that covered it like a blanket. And in the center, was not what I had expected….
Streaks of red, sitting upon a black form…
I had expected the champion of this world she resided on, "Sonic", to be the vision nestled in her dreams. Instead, I found this.
She walked towards the form. But it was not a form, it was a person, it was…
"Shadow?"
It turned around. And there he was. The same black fur. The same crimson streaks, and the same eyes…. eyes that reflected so much pain… so much loss… so much loneliness…. she wanted to help him, she who felt this pain as well…
She put a hand to his cheek.
"Shadow…"
And suddenly, he was falling. Falling backwards into a black void lit by a false light, empty stars, a cold void. She tried to call his name, but the words would not come, no matter how desperately she wanted to say them. She reached out, her own eyes filled with pain, sadness, desperation…. She felt if she could just call his name, he would come back, and everything would be alright…
And suddenly, he disappeared, swallowed by the icy void. And only now, would that one name, that one salvation, come.
"SHADOW!"
And she woke.
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Amy Thorn Rose looked out the window of her apartment. It was one in the morning, but time, for the moment, had no meaning to her. To her, the night was all a blur of inky black sky dotted with stars trying to break through the arrogant, artificial light that man summoned forth. It was this light that illuminated the tear streaks on her soft, pink-furred face.
It had been two weeks since Shadow gave himself to death. Sonic had taken it hard; he had made a rival and friend in Shadow. Someone he could relate to in ways he could with no other. He had almost found a brother, in a way….
He tried to set up a façade of coping, doing what the Sonic everyone knew would do, yet Amy could see past that. She didn't know how, she just could. Just like she could see that he didn't….
She sighed. She could see it, even before the Ark incident. He thought of her as nothing more than a clingy, starry eyed fan girl, an obsessed child, a child… nothing more. Oh, he did feel some form of affection towards her, but it wasn't love. Not the kind she wanted, anyway. To be honest, she had really known for some time, she just refused to admit to herself. Now that she had, a dull burning was now in her soul, and the only thing that cooled it, was Shadow.
She didn't know exactly what it was that attracted her to him. No, she did know, it was the eyes. The wounded eyes of a lost soul, a soul void of love and thirsting for revenge, dwelling on such darkness in itself… yet, it held a sadness. These eyes, they had seen the loss of someone they loved dearly, perhaps too much so. They had seen this person die, and that tore them apart, yet not irreversibly so.
They still longed for love, affection, warmth, things they had been deprived of for so long. Someone to hold when the pain became too much, so that they would not fall, not collapse when there memories and darkness bared down on them. He needed someone like that, and Amy felt an odd need to be that person, and perhaps something more…
She closed her eyes and bowed her head slightly. That would never be now, she thought. He would never be healed, never be happy…
And neither would she. She closed the curtains of her window, covering the white light that illuminated her face.
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And I watched, and realized that things would soon change. Madness and Disease would make themselves apparent soon. I knew Disease would manifest as one person, perhaps he already had, but Madness... oh, Madness never appeared as one single thing. He always made himself known through events, whether humorous, horrible, or just weird, he would announce himself. I hoped that he would leave these children of light to themselves, they would soon have enough to deal with on there own.
Anthers Notes: Wow, my first fanfiction! Neat. I had originally planned to write something like this back in November, a Ranma ½, Excel Saga fusion involving a few original characters. That slowed to a stop after chapter one. The non-original characters were quite OOC, though I expected that. What happened is that I had been infect with writes block, until this night, February 21 2003, when I got tired of waiting for it to go away and wrote this. And just for your general amusement, I'm making this up as I go along. I have a basic plot outline, but anything can change. Yeah… its 11:30 right now. Go me. Oh, and please review! I need criticism! I must improve! I MUST! OH, and flames will be given to my raccoon furry girl, who will look at them with typical curiosity, and them eat them. She needs her vitamins. Right. (Actually, if you flame me it will crush my spirit. Please don't do that.) That's all I have to say to you. The next chapter will be out… someday. Maybe soon, I right best at night, and circumstances don't allow me to frolic in the dark too often. Okay, that's all I have to say to you.
You still reading this? Go away! Let me brood in peace!