Disclaimer: I don't own any Sonic or BG characters. Blah Blah Blah,
all rights reserve, so fourth and so on.
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I set my Blaster to death ray and pointed it at her face. I was sweating,
sweating deeply and truthfully. My glance was angry, how could she be
so powerful? Was it because they made her better then me? No, thats
impossible, the gods crafted me as a wepon of piece. But I was so much
weaker then she was until she made me strong. She hurt me with her words
and looks. She was bueatiful, oh so bueatiful, and I was only another
face. I could not understand how her long lockes of hair fell back
like that, and my brown hair stood up, untamed, and hidden by my helmet.
Her lovely eyes, plates of green debts,and mine, black. Her face, perfect,
flawless, like an angels, my face, like a freakish anime character. She
was mocking me.
I shot! I shot ionized plazma strong enough to destroy a battle cruiser
and she brushed it aside and laughed at me. Her laugh charmed me, I
couldn't help but stop and stare at her. She was goregeous, and her
laugh made me happy, but my will was stronger then that. I launched myself
at her, my fists would do damage, all those years of training had to do
something. I punched her square in the stomach and a few times in the
face. But they didn't even hurt her, and she was letting me hit her.
She caught my last punch, and drew me in close to her lips. She kissed
me, her warm lips pressing against my cheek. It was the most wonderful
thing I could have ever hope to have felt, but I flinched away from it.
I was storng, powerful, and I would kill her if I had too. I shot again,
and again, and again. She stood there, unheart, mocking me with her
looks and gestures. I went beserk, I didn't care about my gun any more,
I grabbed her neck and squeazed as hard as I could.
Fear, thats what it was, it was fear that fell into her eyes. Joy
overwhelmed me, I squeazed harder, and her eyes became more lifeless.
She reached for my face and scratched at it, the pain was horrible, but
I held on. She punched me in the stomach seaveral times, but I was strong
and didn't let her overcome me. She kicked me in the groin a few times
as well, I guess she forgot I was wearing armor. Her eyes were full of
fear, she couldn't breathe, and she was dying. She continued to struggle
until she fell limp. Dead. She was dead.
Then it happened.Her touch was even more warm once she was dead. No.
It wasn't warm. It was hot. Getting hotter. Painfully hot. I screamed.
It was burning through my armor! Her head was limp dead yet her hold
on me was so strong. Her body began to glow, and so did mine. I felt
myself being brought into her, like she was sucking me in. I couldn't
help but scream for my allies help, but it was to late. She had me.
But I'm getting ahead of myself, that dosen't happen until later. So
I'll go back in time a bit, enough for you to know what happened before
then