Prologue: Stepping Out in Truth

I hated this. The countless lies I had to spew. The truth I hid. The everyday 'masks'.

But, isn't this better?

A person who cares for people, optimistic, feminine, kind, cheerful and caring, isn't she perfect? Unlike a strong feminist, spoiled, quite sadistic, foul-mouthed, slightly pessimistic, lazy, anti-social person, who can't even converse through the internet?

Yet, here I am, the 'real' one, stepping into the outside world without a façade.

Let's see how this fair shall we?

Chapter 1: Amelia, Amy's Twin Sister?

I was glancing at the mirror in front of me, a smile plastered on my face. The mirror reflected a cute pink hedgehog with bright green eyes.

Oh who am I kidding; I looked like the walking dead!

I bet you don't know who I am right? No, you don't. Then let me spell it out for you, A-M-Y-R-O-S-E.

What? You don't believe me, well then, suck it up!

Now, you may be wondering, why is kind, Sonic-obsessed, caring and perfect Amy Rose cursing and pissed off.

It's because she isn't!

In truth, I am Amy Rose, a foul-mouthed, anti-social and (quite) sadistic hedgehog. Bet you didn't expect that huh.

Right now, I am tired, and seriously lazy, I don't even feel like going through my usual morning routine. What can I say, laziness beats awesomeness. (No I'm serious, one time my friend did something so awesome, and you know why? It's because she's lazy.)

But of course, life isn't always perfect; I have to do all this annoying shit so I could be Ms. Oh-So-Perfect. Like many other things though, you get tired of it. So I decided something that day. (Which I will totally regret in the future.)

Let's take a break!

Getting out of the bathroom I entered my next destination, the bedroom. You should be really happy that I'm talking to you like this; it's either this, or a monotone, yet, straight-forward tale. Aren't I the kindest person you ever met?

Going through the pink blob of mess, also known as, my closet, I attempted to find a non-pink, non-girly outfit. Thankfully, I saw something that accomplished that criterion. Taking out a white baggy t-shirt and black knee-length jeans, I couldn't help but grin. The truth is, I dislike pink, and, black and white are my favorite colour. Yin and Yang are the best I tell you, the best. Now moving on!

After a few (*cough*long*cough*) minutes of changing into my clothes, I went to my apartment's doorway and chose plain sandals (boots are a pain, slip-ons too), then stepped into society.

I. Hate. Society.

Why? So far, I bumped into random people, had to sit beside a lecherous fatso, got squished by (possibly) perverts, almost got myself ran-over by a motorcycle occupied by a thief, people looking at me strangely, AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, I had to talk to someone.

"What would you like miss, I would suggest the orange sherbet parfait special though." The cashier said. Yeah, go ahead and suggest the most expensive one you bastard.

"I want vanilla ice cream, with a sweet cone please." I ordered. Simple is best.

"That'll be $5." He said. Wait, 5!

Though, I didn't complain. Why? It's too troublesome. Hey, I just pulled a Naruto reference. Though, people would usually give me a discount when I buy ice cream here.

I'm not that different from that Amy aren't I? I mean we look alike!

Well, let's just hope the day couldn't get any worse.

Sonic was just strolling around town (in disguise of course), when all of a sudden he saw a rather shocking sight.

There sitting in an ice cream booth was an Amy look-alike. The reason why he called her a look alike is because:

One, she wasn't wearing anything pink, just plain casual clothes.

Two, she didn't have any kind of expression; her face was just…blank.

Three, she was sitting alone. The REAL Amy would've called him to eat with her.

He frowned; he wanted to know why there is an Amy faker.

Who knows if this is just one of Eggman's plan.

Licking my melting ice cream in boredom, I started daydreaming about my past. I remembered how much of an otaku I was. Now, it felt quite like a distant memory. The OCs I created. I remembered one of them, Fuyoki, a deformed healer that kills. I felt a sigh slipped through my mouth. Ah, the days when we were closer to freedom.

"Hey." I know that voice, I mean I stalked him 24/7.

I looked up, only to see none other than THE Sonic the Hedgehog in disguise. "Yes?"

I used to have a slight crush on this guy, but now he just pisses me off. I mean, he's such a cocky bastard; life isn't going to be that kind you know.

"Do you know who Amy Rose is." It wasn't a question; it was more like a demand. Seriously though, I'm not that different aren't I?

"Of course I do, pretty close actually." Pretty close my ass, I know her the best!

"Well then, where is she?"

"Home."

"I never saw her there."

"I didn't know you care."

A frown marred his face. Hell yeah! I just pissed Sonic off.

"What makes you say that?" He started 20 questions again. If that's how you want to play, so be it.

"Isn't it your fault?" I asked him in return.

"Shouldn't you answer first?" he retorted.

"I did, I answered with a question." Burn.

"Isn't that unfair?"

"Didn't you just answer a question with a question?"

"Seriously, where. Is. Amy."

"She's here but she's not. After all she and I are one and the same, if you want something from her, you have to go through me."

"What are you, her twin?"

"Indeed I am." I said with SLIGHT sarcasm.

"Wait what." He said, stupefied. MY VOICE ISN'T THAT MONOTONE RIGHT?! So what if people say I have a natural monotone voice all the time, he's smart-aleck Sonic for God's sake!

"I said, yes, I am Amy's twin sister, Amelia Rose." I repeated, this time, I TRIED to make it sarcastic.

Keyword, try.

Sonic backed off, though a bit suspicious; he is still sheepish of his actions.

"Prove it." He demanded, AGAIN.

"Amy had blackmailed you with edited pictures of you, Shadow, Silver, and practically all the other gu-" I said off handedly. Fujoshi powers had always come in handy.

"Okay, stop already! Though, why did she tell you that?" Sonic asked in surprise.

"It's because I'm the one who edited it." I answered swiftly.

There was an awkward silence between us, until Sonic decided, yet again, to break the silence.

"Are you new here?"

"Yes I am, in fact, Amy left for a three month trip to Asia. So she decided to have someone to protect her 'precious' Sonic, and decided that I would be the best one for the job. She also entrusted me with her Piko Piko hammer, just in case I have to save her friends or you." I lied swiftly. I have nearly mastered the art of bullshitting, praise me.

"Wouldn't she, oh I don't know, be afraid of you falling in love with me?" Sonic asked, back to his usual self. Usually, I would try to get myself away from trouble with people I had not known, but Sonic isn't exactly someone I don't know.

"I'm not exactly someone who falls in love with people." I answered, anime characters, yes, real people, no.

"Since you're new her, how about I give you a tour around?" the hedgehog grinned. I stared at him blankly first then went through the available options:

Leave him without an answer

Tell him no politely and leave

Say yes and go through hell.

Even though options A and B are appealing, I have to go through with option C. If I don't it'll be weird, after all I'm 'new'.

So I said yes and realized another strange factor of this conversation. I said a three month trip to Asia, not a one day trip to home. So why did I…

Ah, who cares, more of a reason to relax.

I didn't know though, the mask had started to crack.