BACKGROUND HISTORY
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Amy Rose had given up on Sonic.
It was meant to be, she had always told herself. Well not anymore. She had embarrassed herself for the last time.
It all started on August 22, her birthday. Her 18 birthday. Long before the birthday she and Sonic had finally became closer, not to the point of lovers, but great friends. She had been walking through the park, knowing that the hang had a birthday party surprise waiting for her, when she stumbled into a trap. It wasn't what you expected though. It wasn't Eggman. It was a rope. And a camera flash. And mud. There had been two girls, what they had against Amy was still unknown, who had placed a rope in between two tree. As fate who have it, it was raining. Amy had tripped on the rope, and fallen straight into a puddle of mud. The mud ruined her clothes, her hair, her confidence. The girls snapped a pic and ran away. The next day, just like that, there was a newspaper. Headlined, " clumsyor faking it?". Amy could have dyed. She almost did. Tons of people turned on her, embarrassed, she left station square. She had to get away. She was sick of being treated as the stupid girly friend. She wanted to fight real wars. Real problems. So she joined the military. She was old enough now. She had been expecting to die, wanting to die. But instead, she earned the respect of the troops. She was a skilled fighter. She stopped using her hammer, and chose more practical items. Guns knives.. You name it. She and the other troops became a family. They all swore never to tell, that Amy, was THE Amy Rose. She moved to a boat community, where most of the neighbors were from the navy. She was never found, and it was was serving her planet, and for once in her life, she was respected and loved.
And ready for war.
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Amy grumbled as she smacked her alarm clock. Smash! It broke into ten parts, waking Amy up. She sighed as she grabbed the part and threw them away. The boat swayed under her, and she teetered a bit as she waled a meet three feet to her closet. She opened her drawers, ( you don't really get a real closet on a boat), and grabbed her jogging shorts and a sports bra. She grabbed her dog leash and let out a whistle. And large dog came walking slowly towards her. She set the leash down and poured the dog some food. She grabbed a protein bar and the daily newspaper. She couldn't help but smirk. The paper boy knew who she was, and thought it made her happy when he got rid of the articles about Sonic. It didn't even matter anymore for her. She finished up her bar and her dog licked her hand. She tied the leash to his collar and jumped off the boat. She lowered the steps and let the dog walk down. She ran around the community for a while, before stopping at one boat. She grinned at the man coming out of his boat. He was a young man, only 28, smiled at her and waved at her.
" well if t isn't Ames!" The man said.
" I see that you slept in today" Amy joked. The man was named Joe, and they were very fond of each other.
" yeah see I'm not crazy like you. That poor pup of yas is as tired as me!" Joe said with a smirk. Amy returned the smirk, and said
" ay, she is tired. And apparently thirsty. She'll need to rest. You know what that means?"
Re two adults smiled and shouted out
" EARLY FOOTBALL GAME!"
Then, just like that, about 20 other military men and women jumped out of their home/boats and began jumping about, talking laughing, joking. Whenever they could, the community would join together for some old fashion football. After all, almost everyone was already up. Most being in the Navy, they had a strict routine. They would all be going out soon, so everyone got up pretty early.
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Amy smiled as she and the rest headed out to their boats. They were going to pass the ball to each other on the top of the boats. She was happy. This is where she belonged.
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Tails wiped his forehead. He had been working for îhours, trying to get this just right. He had to be smarter then egg man. He had to try harder then eggman. He picked up a single, tiny flake of green. Anyone looking at this flake would shrug, disregarding it. But it was a tiny flake of the master emerald. More and more tiny flakes were coming off, worrying everyone. At first, everyone thought it was normal, but then the flakes got bigger. More and more. Tails wanted to stop this. It was eroding slowly away. It was a slow process, but lately it was speeding up. Knuckles had even told him that the master emerald was different. Missing something. He careful out the flake into the dish, and slide it under the microscope. He started at it for a little while. He zoomed in. Then he saw it. The flake seems dimmer, losing power. And then, it turned black.
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