Sonic X Amy: I'll Never Let You Go

I: Hide and Seek

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"Sonic?" Amy Rose, a petite, young, and very kind hedgehog, scurried around a local park, noisily calling for her favorite blue hedgehog. This is where her azure—not-so-self-proclaimed—boyfriend would come to hang out, perched in trees along with his brotherly fox friend and, occasionally, the gullible echidna. She yelled the hedgehog's name again, searching high and low for any one of the three, but failed to locate him.

Sonic didn't know why he preferred a local park of all places to relax. Somehow, he found the chirping of the small birds, the loud patter of feet as humans and other Mobians jogged on the trail, or the loud and playful screams of children to be…peaceful, compared to the mess he always went through every time the Egghead decided to attack Mobius. All of these were bearable, up until that annoyingly pink hedgehog whizzed all over the park, searching solely for him. And when she'd somehow manage to find him—no matter how well he hid—she'd always be ready to ask him out on a date.

Sonic sighed before grabbing his buddy's attention, "Tails! She's coming again!"

Sitting underneath the branch, tinkering with another weird gizmo of his, sat none other than the fox Miles Prower. But Sonic preferred calling him by his nickname Tails, for a reason obviously. Tails sighed as well; irritated that he had to go through this scene one more time. Hadn't Sonic made it clear already that he didn't particularly like Amy, or could she not take a hint?

"Yeah, I'm aware," the double-tailed fox stopped working with his little toy and stood, looking around for any trace of the color pink.

"There you are, Tails~!" Amy's voice came again, in the opposite direction from where Tails was looking. The fox whirled around, facing Amy and curling his lips into a fake smile. Above him, Sonic stood and slowly edged to the trunk of the tree, hoping not to be seen by his fan.

"Hi, Amy Rose," Tails said with an unenthusiastic tone. "Looking for Sonic again, I see."

"You bet!" She smiled happily, and Sonic shuddered at the thought of going on dates with her. He'd never actually been on a date with anyone, except for maybe Bunnie Rabbot, but that was just to make a certain coyote prince jealous. They failed—epically, really—to do so in the end, because Sonic couldn't take the date seriously, and he knew the two were destined to get married anyway.

But the point was—he didn't want to waste time going to a "romantic" dinner with Amy, only to hear her blabber on about things he could care less about.

"Have you seen him?" Amy asked excitedly, "I really need to talk to him."

Again—just to ask him out. Tails shrugged, "Sorry, Ames; he ran off for no apparent reason. Maybe you'll find him if you check Twinkle Park. Or maybe in the casino down the street. I hear they built a dance club in the basement. You know how Sonic is about the DJ stuff." He smiled reassuringly as he saw Amy faintly frown, even though he was lying so badly.

"Ah," she nodded, "Thanks, Tails—I knew I could count on you." And she took off, probably headed toward Station Square to look for someone who wouldn't be there. Sonic chuckled because of her sheer stupidity and gullibility. He watched her scurry off, before hearing Tails call up to him once she was far enough away from them:

"…Alright Sonic, she's gone—for now at least." The blue hedgehog landed on the grass with ease, sighing in relief. "You're lucky," Tails began, "I didn't tell her you were hiding up there." The fox pointed at the tree.

"Well, I'm glad you didn't. Why would you do that, anyway?"

"Sonic, you're well aware I can't stand lying; and I've been diverting her for the past month," Tails said, picking up his invention and tossing it into his knapsack. They prepared to walk to the entrance of the park, where they'd proceed to teleport to the Mystic Ruins via Chaos Control.

"Oh." Literally, the azure hedgehog's mouth shaped into a small 'o'. "Sorry about that, buddy. I just don't want to be constantly asked to go somewhere with Amy."

"Again, I'm well aware, Sonic; but constantly avoiding Amy Rose isn't gonna solve your problems. If you want to stop her from repeatedly searching for you, I believe you should talk to her. Tell Amy how you feel, and that being stalked by her makes you feel uncomfortable. I can't always lie to Amy and mislead her because you don't want to step up and talk to her yourself." Sonic could see where Tails was coming from. He sighed.

"Yeah, I guess you're right, Tails old buddy." They reached the park's entrance when Sonic pulled out his Chaos Emerald.

Tails place a hand on Sonic's shoulder, his azure gaze boring into the other's emerald orbs. He said, "Just promise me next time you see her, you'll be a man—"

"Hedgehog," the hedgehog corrected, running a gloved hand over his quills.

"Whatever," Tails chuckled, "Just promise me you won't rely on me to divert Amy next time, okay?"

Sonic nodded with a friendly smile, "Sure thing buddy." He held his Chaos Emerald out in his palm, about to say the words that would whisk them away to Tails' workshop in the Mystic Ruins.

But of course! A distraction! A silly diversion threw him off! This diversion was Amy Rose, who'd come back to the park to check for him one more time. Man, Sonic sighed, she really wanted that date.

"Sonikku!"

"Tails!" He yelped, just as she glomped the poor hedgehog, nearly knocking him over. "I've been looking all over for you!"

"Of course," he muttered, smothered by pink quills.

Amy backed away, "I need to ask you something." She pulled him off, away from the fox who was seemingly amused by his friend's dilemma.

"What is it this time, Rose?" Sonic asked, awkwardly standing next to her.

"I've been thinking," Amy mumbled. "You know that time I asked you to accompany me for coffee?"

"How could I forget?" The poor hedgehog dreaded what was to inevitably come. Amy chuckled.

"I wanted to know, if you aren't busy like you were last time, if you'd want to join me? Say, um, Friday morning around eight? We could catch a movie afterward, when no one's at the theaters."

No, thanks, he wanted to bluntly tell her. He hated coffee anyway, and if they did go catch a movie, it would undoubtedly be another chick flick. But he couldn't do that; one because he didn't have an excuse.

Sonic sighed heavily, and couldn't believe he was actually about to do this. He turned to Tails, who was giving him thumbs up. Sonic shuddered and returned to the situation at hand. "Um," he mumbled, "I…Sure." He was still slightly unenthusiastic.

"C'mon, Sonic," Tails smiled, patting his friend's shoulder, "At least you got her off your back for a bit."

"Yeah," the Blue Blur sighed, already regretting his acceptance. "That's a good thing."

"I guess. Hey, I need your help with the Tornado." The fox said to him.

"Yeah, you were saying something about that. What is it, Tails?" he asked.

"I built and installed some new weapons on the Tornado, and I need you to try them out for me. I would do it myself, but I'd have no one to man the workshop. Do you think you could do that?" Tails asked.

Sonic nodded and followed his friends into the garage, where they saw the Tornado waiting for them. "Okay, let's get started," the fox walked up to a holographic screen, pressing buttons and bringing up a colorful map of the track around the mystic ruins. "I set up a course around the Mystic Ruins," he circled around the Mystic Ruins with his finger, pressing a button that said 'SHOW TARGETS'. "This is actually relatively simple, honestly. All you need to do is shoot the targets and try not to take any damage when avoiding obstacles.

"The course runs around three laps, and near the end—targets shift and move. Some even teleport to different spots, but not too far. Got it?

"Yeah, that's pretty dang easy then." Sonic grinned. Tails nodded and gave him some goggles and an extra coat. Sonic jumped into the Tornado and started it. Because he'd seen Tails do it many times before, he'd gotten the hang of controlling the plane.

The Tornado started up, it engine rumbling fiercely. "Thanks bud; I'll contact you if I have any problems."

"Good luck!" the mechanic replied, giving his furry blue friend two thumbs up.

"Okay, Sonic, let's get this party started." The Blue Blur told himself, placing the goggles over his eyes. "Takeoff begins," he said, "in ten…nine…eight…seven…six…five…four…"

The excitement was building as he continued rolling down the road and counting down, "Three …two…one…GO!"

The plane zipped down the lane with incredible speed and flew off of the platform. "Wahoo!" Sonic managed to scream over the winds. He soared through the breeze and flew over, past, and through the trees and the obstacles in the course. The hedgehog checked the status of the plane every now and then, satisfied that it was working perfectly. The radar notified him about the first incoming target by beeping. "Okay, first target. Lock and load it, baby!" He pressed the red button that said "FIRE MISSILE" and two missiles extracted themselves out from underneath the plane.

They were fired from the Tornado, propelling out into the air where it hit the first target. When the two objects struck, the noise was so incredible, it sounded like thunder.

Throughout the amazing experience of actually piloting a plane—on his own!—Sonic hit several different targets. Of course he missed some, but managed to destroy them in the next lap. Tails was right; a lot of targets had tricks programmed into them. They all started happening around the third lap around the Ruins.

Few targets would rotate and move at the same time, others would chaos control everywhere, and—it was rare—some were even programmed to match Sonic's speed! Luckily, his eyes were used to fast-moving objects, so it wasn't a problem. He shot them all down, just as he passed the Ruins' deep cliffs and trenches. But he was wrong; for Tails had programmed the last target to chaos control, match his speed and move everywhere all at once!

"Crap!" The Blur shouted, frustrated that he couldn't lock on to the target. "I can't get it to keep still! I'll just have to keep shooting." He shot and shot, missing horribly until he only had two missiles remaining. And to make matters even worse, the plane's fuel was running extremely low. Sonic gaped at the plane's status. He turned towards the ocean's view and headed for the target at full speed.

"Let's see… if the target chaos controls in a circle, and it moves every time it chaos controls, it should end up around…there!" Just as he predicted, the target moved into place. Sonic pressed the button and the missile was extracted from the aircraft. He looked at the radar for a clearer shot. It locked onto the object and he shot the missile. The missile was zooming with speed as it went towards the target.

And suddenly it blew up, way before it hit the target. Sonic shouted, fear running through his mind as the plane got closer and closer to the target. There was a good few yard's worth of space, but it didn't matter.

The world's fastest hedgehog was frozen to the point of mental paralysis, where he couldn't even think of what to do. And right when he regained some form of himself, the plane hit the target nose-first, tearing the target apart of course, but damaging the Tornado—and Sonic—as well. The plane shuddered after breaking through the last objective, rumbling fiercely and filling Sonic's nostrils with the diabolical odor of oil as he slipped into unconsciousness—and out of the plane.

His aching body fell toward the ocean.