Author's note: Well, this may be a short first chapter, and no, I don't waste anytime getting into, and apperently neither does my character! I hope ya'll enjoy this story, and thank you so much for sticking with my series for so long!

Disclaimer: All original characters, items, ideas and places belong to Team Sonic and Sega. I do not claim them in anyway!

Chapter one: Let me tell you….

I told them that there was nothing to worry about. I told them the Ceaira was fine in Team Chaotix's hands. I believed every word of it, but they did not. I tried to reassure them that our problems were over. My only wish now is that I wasn't lying.

You could say I had a normal day before two o'clock that morning. Ok, honestly, it was normal only because I was sound asleep. What can I say? A lot of people are sleeping at two in the morning, other then Tails, he can be up at all hours of the night. Well, I'm usually asleep at that time, unless Eggman really wants to take over the world at this time, but even he needs to sleep sometime…

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? Sorry, I'm not used to my story being written. Ok, as I was saying, it was pretty normal, until there was a scream in the hallway of the hotel I was staying at. I'll be the first to admit that Station Square is not the safest place in the world, but I'm sure you won't hear random screaming in the hallway at two in the morning.

I jolted awake and before I could get out of the room, the door fell down. Like I said, I was lying when I told Knuckles and Tails that there was nothing to worry about.

"Sonic the Hedgehog," Ceaira hissed. She was in her echidna form. At that moment, I didn't even know she had another form. Boy was I wrong!

"Ceaira," I said shortly, nodding my head in brief greeting. "Ever heard of knocking?"

"Ever heard of dieing?" Ceaira retorted. I flinched, but nothing more.

"As a matter a fact, death never crossed my mind." I smiled a big, fake grin. "Thanks for the concern, though. I'll keep that in the back of my mind."

"You won't be keeping anything in the back of your mind!"

"Is that so? Why?"

"One, you don't have a mind to keep anything in and two, where your going, you won't have anything to worry about."

"Sweet," I said in a sarcastic, but strangely happy tone, "are you sending my on vacation?"

Ceaira gave me a weird look. "Witty banter; you make me sick!"

"Wow! I could say the same thing about you!" I snapped back.

Ceaira didn't bother with a retort. She lunged. Ok, I know I'm supposed the fastest thing on Earth, but I was NOT prepared for an attack. By the time my brain registered the fact that she was lunging for me, it was too late. The green creature had her fists around my neck before I had time to scream. I mumbled something, but to be honest, I have no idea what it was. Furious, I began spin dash. Ceaira wasn't expecting that and she released me.

"Ha, you aren't so tough," I sneered.

"Wanna but, Hedgehog?"

I watched in horror as the echidna began to change. Her bottom dread locks grew until they were almost touching the ground. Her gloves split apart and became normal, but her fist spikes became huge. Her top dread locks changed until they looked almost like Shadow's spikes, only much bigger. I gulped. "Not good…"

She laughed. "Not good indeed, Sonic!"

"What are you?" I screamed.

"Ever heard of privacy?" Ceaira hissed.

"Nope," I said. "Ever heard of kindness and decency?"

"I'm afraid not!" And she lunged again. This time, though, I was ready for her. I lunged for a counter attack. What happened next is a blur. All I remember was I was flying through the air towards her then blinding, burning pain in my shoulder. Now, I doubt you've ever been impaled before, but let me be the first to tell you, it ain't fun. I screamed. The pain was almost unbearable. The edge of my vision was black. I shook my head, trying to clear it. I looked down to see a long spear sticking through, not in, through my shoulder. I winced and pulled away, screaming as the muscle and flesh was torn. "Deep breaths," I whispered, hardly audible. I focused on breathing and not the hole I now had through my shoulder muscle and bone. The bleeding was terrible. I could already feel blood running down my arm. For some reason, my first thought was how badly the white carpet would be stained with blood. My blood! I felt detached suddenly, like this was happening to on TV. Suddenly, it wasn't my arm that was bleeding faster then I could stop it, it was someone else's. Suddenly, it wasn't my life that was now in danger; it was some faceless person who was bleeding to death. Get a grip! A voice screamed in my head. I shook it off. Grip? I didn't know the meaning of the word at that moment. Ceaira was just staring at me. It was like she wasn't there anymore. I shook my head and everything snapped back into reality. Once again, it was my pain, not anyone else's. Once again, it was my problem, my life on the line.

Ceaira sensed the reality check and smiled. "Welcome back. I thought we had lost you."

"It's going to take a lot more then that to kill me, I really hope you know that," I retorted through clenched teeth.

She seemed amused that I still insisted on fighting her, even though I was already light headed from blood loss. "You want to fight? Bring it, blood boy!"

I must have looked sick for a second, because she began laughing. I growled, but didn't lung. Keeping my eye on the spear, I circled her slowly. She never let me out of her sight. When I stumbled, she smiled. This was hardly a fair fight. Without giving her time to think, I lunged for her spear. Before she had time to move, I had gripped the weapon and pinned her to the ground. I held the spear to her chest.

"Do it then, Sonic. Kill me, you have the guts," She growled.

I pushed the spear down on her chest, but I couldn't go any farther.

"What's the matter?" She asked with a sneer.

"Just a little weak," I answered. I wasn't faking it either, but I couldn't bring myself to kill her.

"You can't do it!"

"Yes I can!"

"Then do it, Sonic! End your suffering! Once I'm finished with you, your red friend will pay for what he did!"

I swayed a little. "And what? Is Tails not good enough to kill anymore?" I have no idea why I said that. I knew I was fading faster then I could keep up with.

"You want me to kill your friend too? Sure, I have nothing better to do with my life," she snarled and rolled. I wasn't prepared for it, or in any condition to stop it. I cursed my hero nature, but I didn't have much time to curse it. Ceaira grabbed me and jumped up. The ceilings in this hotel were high. At first, I had liked the idea of high ceilings, now I cursed them. I had never seen this move before, and I wish now that I had seen it and not experience it. Basically, Ceaira threw herself up in the air and right before we hit the ceiling, she flipped over and her feet touched it. With her powerful legs, she launched us both, head first, towards the floor. Right before we hit, she pushed off my shoulders, which sent a new wave of pain through my body, and flew upwards while I continued hurtling towards the floor. It was an instant of peacefulness. All I could see was pure white light. My body became suddenly warm. I can't really describe the feeling, but it was amazing. Somewhere in my mind, I was worried that my back or neck was broken, but it no longer concerned me. The white light became red hot and the pain hit in an amazing wave of red hot fire. I opened my eyes to see an empty room. I figured I had passed out. Ceaira most likely thought I was dead. I reached painfully for my cell phone. I didn't check the time. I didn't care. Without thinking, I dialed Espio's number.

"Hello," he answered. He sounded tired.

"Espio…" I muttered weakly.

"Sonic? Do you have ANY idea what time it is?" He screamed at me.

"Please don't yell at me," I whispered. "And no, I don't have any idea what time it is."

"It's three in the mor…." He stopped short. "Are you ok?"

I could feel myself slipping again. "No," I muttered.

"Where are you?"

"Hotel," was all I could get out.

"Don't move. What happened?"

"She's back," I muttered.

"Ceaira's back?" I nodded, but it didn't register that he couldn't see me. "Sonic? I'll call Knuckles and Tails. Hang in there! We'll be right there." He hung up. I dropped the phone.

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. If you need help…"

I listened to the phone message. The last thing I remembered thinking was the fact that the room I was staying in was a mess and someone had to clean it up. I decided I'd clean up my own blood, and then I went to sleep.

Author's note: There ya go, guys!