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I've gotten over my stupid pride and wrote. I cannot allow my pride to prevent me from writing fanfiction ever again. The fly may be swat, but he may still twitch.

Title : D.D.R. - Different Dimension Reincarnation.

By : SonAmyFanBoyGadget

Couplings – Obviously you should know me. Or check the filter settings. LOL. There may be some OOC in the prologue chapters, and there probably ARE, but remember, just like in Yu-Gi-Oh! GX, there can be a dramatic character change. So please, keep an open mind. I'd make this a LOT longer, about 5,000 words or so, but I suppose I'll make an exception. Plus, I better post something now or I'll never work on it, know what I mean?

Chapter Title : Prologue Part 1 – Royal Oppression

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"I don't want anything to do with this, this is your problem. It has nothing to do with my sworn duty, sorry, but no."

25 years into the future... Or is it merely a different place... A parallel area...

Sonic the Hedgehog blazed upon the forlorn background, grim and full of determination. The azure hedgehog had no room to allow his former carefree and "Cool" attitude to surface, for his very life was extinguished. He existed, but he wasn't living. Blown out by the winds of vengeance. Or want of it, no, need of it. His thoughts were a lot darker than his fur. He actually wore an article of clothing, despite it making sound when flapping in the wind, but he needed the storage. He preferred to run naturally, and he'd gladly ditch the trench coat for the increased speed and wind. Sometimes the coat just got in the way, but for now it was essential, an unwilling tool. The opposite of what he was.

The skies were dark with crimson lightning, a weather that fit his mood like a puzzle. No, it seemed to be able to inspire him to move on, even stronger. The lightning and the pitter-patter of water didn't bother him one bit, and he was certain his speed wouldn't allow him to get struck. Plus, he didn't care about his special sneakers getting muddy, and his coat flapped behind him, mysteriously not getting muddy.

Many people had been punished because of his stubborn pride, or as he believed it, his "Hubris". It wounded his ego for a bit when he looked it up, especially when he was forced to read it. That didn't sit well with him. His belief that everyone should die by natural causes had flaws, but no more. He threw that belief and idea away. There just wasn't any room for that kind of thinking for his mission..

"The reason for my life... She wants me to avenge her, not join her? Then... This body has become nothing but a tool... Just like him? Just like both of them? I'm going to be disposed of soon, anyways..."

The look in his eyes were blank – Devoid as he struggled to meet his promise – No, it was more than that, it was his commitment. He would do anything to fulfill it, even in death. No, he wouldn't bother to dwell on things too much – The big picture always hurt his head. It was the little things that lead up to the big things to him, a snowball that rolled that a slop that gained mass to knock down a passerby.

The darkness was a mere blur to him, the lines shattering and reforming. The rain whipped upon his face, stinging it a bit due to the poison in the air, but didn't hit much of it. He didn't care. Pain was a part of this tool, and he accepted that. After all, one tool reluctantly helped him in doing something outside of his function, but it was all his fault that he was punished for it by unholy providence. So he simply ignored the pain. He was no Shadow, but he was no wimp either.

"I don't deserve to be called Sonic. I need a new name, one that will be different by what I used to do. The old me wouldn't do this... No, he would. But I am merely a shell, a weapon built to kill, one that has no soul. Not anymore... No, I realize it now..."

Sonic readied his weapon. His Spin-Dash was too noisy and required to be charged up a bit, though he could simply ram into his opponent with a well-placed jump, but he needed to be prepared. After all, not everything can be solved by resourcefulness and speed. He'd learned that the hard way a long time ago.

At last, his target emerged. The average Mobian would merely spot what looked like a cave entrance, which they probably wouldn't bother to come to this location, anyways . An inconspicuous warehouse, almost camouflaged by the darkness, the ebony painted entrance, and the boggy water. The wet and spongy ground warned him that he was nearing enemy territory – Perfect. He'd eaten a while ago as well. Food was merely nothing but a tool as well, so no enjoyment there either. No room for enjoyment with his life taken away. Just existence and subsistence. Two Failed Attempts, and one struggle to defend himself convinced him that there will be two and hopefully not three more losses. Or perhaps that third loss has already happened.

Now, Sonic faced a dilemma – The old Sonic would attempt to charge through the entrance, and probably be ambushed. That would be suicide. He could also search for a secret entrance. There simply might not be one, and it would distract him from treading into deep water, not that he was into it anyways. Or, he could simply wait for a solution, sneak in, or SOMETHING. He was impatient to fulfill his commitment and join his beloved, but he could only fulfill the latter if he was rash. Being rash failed the first time with harsh repercussions. The second time was a lot more successful but no where near success. He needed to be different, new, fresh, not moldy, since fresh cookies should taste better. Not that he cared.

The grizzled anthropomorphic hedgehog spotted a high enclosure nestled within some rocks, and then spotted a clear path to run. He made sure to speed along the path, making sure to make no noise except for the noise from air drag by way of his blitzing speed. He found the damp air to be quite tiring and tedious, but he ignored it. His commitment would give him power. It would. It had to. He found he could not do this alone, but his commitment proved to his heart that he was not spiritually alone. He could hear her voice, urging him on. What he didn't know, was that his beloved did not want him to do that goal, but asked him anyway to prolong his demise. She loved him, and she wanted to be with him, but she realized it would be selfish, and realized it would save everyone. They both realized it, and realized that he had to go down.

The wizened hedgehog sighed mentally to himself, while realizing he had a companion within, and a protector. They were so spiritually linked that he could hear her extremely faintly – He wondered if it was the will of the chaos energy that surrounded this planet? His stockpile of rings within his energy gave him quite the bit of chaos energy, and he managed to salvage one of his enemy's crushed-up Chaos Emerald shards from long ago. A pink Chaos Emerald, actually. One that would remind him of his commitment, but he didn't need to be reminded – He would always remember.

"He must be going with the old, just like how old he is. Har-dee-har-har... Luckily, this proved to be my lucky break, but hopefully, by the way Tails explained it before... Well, whatever. The rings should mask my Chaos Emerald Shard, but he would have noticed my presence even if I only took even the energy of just one ring. Pink... Just like her... But I can still hear you... Thank you..."

Sonic's ears immediately perked up and saw, in shock, a symbol of great fortune, and that has taught him that commitment can override overwhelming odds, just as he is going to do. However, he's going to do this for a different reason, with a different attitude this time. He protected others – Now he's going to reinforce his love.

"Wait for me, just a bit longer... I know I didn't want to do this, I know you didn't want me to do this, but we both realized something... I know you'll watch over me... And I can sense your eyes..."

"...I love you..."

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Flashback

"Sorry... I... I... I really shouldn't have asked you to go... It's all my fault..."

"No, I was too focused on my duty... But, with no heir, no nothing, what will become of it now...?"

"I'll protect it."

"No. You won't. This isn't your duty. You have your own duties, and I have mine. I'll protect it with 'help...'"

"But... I should repay you! I owe you!"


"No, you don't. Like you said, I owe you. And we're even now."


"You payed it off years ago! I shouldn't have used that against you!"

"It doesn't matter, now... Goodbye... Tell that pink girl – No, woman, to take care of you, alright? And... This sounds pretty weird, but can you rip out the symbol on my chest when I'm gone? I-It reminds me too much... I want to die separately from my duty. I had too much pride in my heritage... I-Is she dead? Am I going to join the emerald, like her? Quickly, Sonic, do it!"

"I-I'm sorry. I'll do it..."

"ARGH, THE PAIN! G-Guh... T-Than-Thank y-you... L-looks li-like I-I won't b-be f-free... B-bu-but I w-will be e-eventually! I-I'll s-ee yo-you l-later, h-h-hope f-f-fully? A-and m-make sure not to sc-screw up next time, o-okay?"

"Yes, we will. Thanks."

"I-I'll b-be r-r-released... Ahhhh... Green... S-So p-peaceful..."

No more blood flowed after that. He was imprisoned now, and his new blood bound him. But, without the crest... He realized he would be free. Eventually.

"You will be be repaid... I'm the one that owes you... So I hope you don't charge interest..."

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Preview to next chapter

Sonic spots a robot going within his target. But, is it rogue? Does it work for his hated enemy? Will he ditch his trench coat? Will he eat a freshly-baked cookie? Will he join his loved one anytime soon?Will this become one of his many past mistakes? Will he succumb to sorrow and commit suicide? Will he survive his enemies new, malicious creations? Will I refrain from putting an STD in due to Cornwallace's influence? Will he survive to meet someone very familiar to him in every way? Stay tuned to another chapter of D.D.R.!! (Sorry, bad joke, couldn't resist)

To commit to someone you love rather than to help that person exist with a material form... That's what that person would want...

Chibi-Sonic looked at a statue, then put a finger to his mouth. Then, put it in his mouth, and picked up some chili with his other hand, then rapidly stuffed his face into a bowl of chili. He then licked his lips and fell asleep, all tuckered out.

END OF PROLOGUE PART ONE : ROYAL OPPRESSION

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A/N – Well, you're probably wondering about the chapter titles and the fanfic title. Simple – Every chapter, I use a card name from a TCG called "Yu-Gi-Oh!", and I will explain it's symbolism or meaning at the end of every chapter. Don't worry, I'll explain the mechanics as well. Like this.

Royal Oppression basically locks down your opponent by letting them only getting out a monster one at a time, instead of swarming, instilling depression. And, of course, oppression leads to depression. You should know what royalty means, the enemy you're all familiar with sort of considers himself royalty.

SeeThePeasants?ThenYouDon'tNeedToPlayTheGameToUnderstand.

Now, from now on, see if you can see what it represents. The title of the card may be important as well, so factor that in as well. That was for the title, basically, but it will represent many things as well. In due time. And it's multi-chapter, if you're wondering. LOL

Disclaimer #2 – All Yu-Gi-Oh! Card names belong to Konami. DDR belongs to Konami as well, I believe.

If you're wondering why the heck I wrote this, or why I wrote something that would make you gouge out your eyes, simple – I write for SonAmy. One day, I hope to write something that would make Sonic or Amy proud. Probably Amy, and maybe Sonic... LOL!

Review if you want, I'm obsessed with new stuff in my email box. Oh yeah, the other stuff is about 260 words, but hopefully when I'm done it'll be buffed up. If the fanfic seems to drag on and on, oh well, but I'm trying to do better, so bear with me and give me tips please =D. ApologiesIfTheMiscStuffSeemsRedundantAndACheapWayToBuffWordCountButIGotCarriedAwayLoL

I'll continue no matter what people will say. SonAmy matters, not the readers. HAH! I will make you proud, Sonic and Amy! No matter what, I believe in them. Even if people view me as CRAZY!

Credits to Unlimitedthefinal for inspiriing me, credits to azngirlchibi for helping me with a tiny idea that led to this fic, to FrozenNitrogen for helping with my weird questions, to CornWallace for his cooperation, to me for writing this, to Sonic and Amy for being cute, to the readers for reading this. But, I think I'll take down this fanfic in the near future.