(NOTE: BEFORE ANYONE STARTS ACCUSING ME OF COPYING NIGHTSHADEROSES13, THIS IS MY STORY AND THIS IS CHIHIRO SPEAKING. I HAVE MOVED MY STORY OVER TO MY ACCOUNT SO THAT I MAY MANAGE IT BETTER. IF YOU DONT BELIEVE ME, LOOK BACK AT THE ONE FROM MY PREVIOUS ACCOUNT BECAUSE THERE IS PROOF THERE.)

Hey, guys! NightshadeRoses13's Chihiro, here, with a Sonamy story. One of my friends, SevenSecretsGuardian, helped me with some of the ideas for this while we were in school together! In fact, she's so special to me and this story, she gets to help me lead it all the way till the very end! So, without further notice, here's-

SSG:*Monster truck crashes through wall and damages the set* Hey, people! I'm here! *dodges pitchfork* Who threw that?!

Sonic: *whistles, walking slowly, then runs off*

SSG: Try that again and I turn you into dinner! Ugh, anyway, so glad to be here! I'm so flippin' excited to be here!

Chihiro: *hugs SSG* OMG, I FLIPPIN' MISSED YOU SO MUCH! Alright, on with the show! Annabelle, one of my , will do the disclaimer. ANNIE!

Annabelle: I GOT IT! Disclaimer: NightshadeRoses13 DOES NOT own any of the Sonic characters from the Sonic the Hedgehog series. They belong to their owners- SEGA - and any unfamiliar characters that have neverever exsisted in the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise are most likely NightshadeRoses13's characters or any other creators that would like to be- if granted the opprotunity - a character in the series.

Chapter 1

It was early that morning that Amelia had that strange sense something… peculiar was bound to happen. The sun had rose towards the hills and shone in her emerald green eyes.

"Great. Let another day be wasted with all the prosperity in life," she simply replied and, with that, yawned. Amelia Rose, or, Amy, if you please, emerged from her pure silk, high quality bed sheets and strolled to her walk-in closet.

Everything was the same; every single piece of clothing was made from the finest goods, and yet, she didn't want it. You think being rich is all that great? When you've grown up with it, it's annoying. Some of you would want to be spoiled, now wouldn't you? This girl, however, did not. Sure, it was fine when she was younger, but it dawned on to her that there are more important things in life than being a wealthy girl. Quickly, she grew tired of the money, diamonds, and everything else people wanted.

"It's the same things, over and over again every day. Can't I be something…someone…normal?" she asked herself while looking in the mirror, trying on, yet another silky dress.

The lavender dress was trimmed with golden thread around the waist and wrists, while everything else was as simple as her other dresses. She never felt comfortable wearing short sleeved dresses. They were always long sleeved.

"I need to make some changes in my life. Thank goodness that my ticket out of here is in 2 years. I cannot bear to remain in this mansion any longer," Amy muttered. She was afraid that the servants would hear her. They could spread rumors so fast, that you'd already have heard it reach the village. Gossip travels around fast, doesn't it? Surely, you've heard a rumor once or twice, now haven't you? I'm sure you have. Amy had only a group of friends, her brother, and one servant that she could tell secrets to, like the one we just discussed.

You could say her life was like a fairytale, except for the fact she had an arranged marriage…with…Mephiles…

That man has no respect for me whatsoever, she thought; I can't stand the likes of him. He's so forceful. It's annoying.

"Miss Amelia?" a servant calls out.

"Please, Mildred, I told you, you can call me Amy," she replied kindly. This was the one servant she could trust. She could only trust her because Mildred took care of Amy. Mildred was Amy's caretaker; her nanny. She was always there for her.

"Amy…your French teacher has arrived," Mildred replies.

"I haven't even eaten breakfast yet. Did father move my times again?" Amy asks. Mildred nods her head and says, "I'm afraid so."

"Good grief, I can't even eat breakfast. He's gone mad, I tell you," Amy replies.

"You shouldn't talk about your father that way. He tries his best to take care of you," Mildred says.

"It's still not fair. If he did try his best, he'd let me have a little freedom," she said.

"Surely, you must know the dangers out in the world. There are killers and diseases, and thieves-"

"I fear no thief. They have nothing for me to be afraid of," Amy interrupted.

"Miss Amy…" Mildred said. She worried about Amy. She only had her brother to really talk about problems she wanted to tell her father. Amy was a wonderful sister. She cared for her 6 year old little sister, Cream, and she always helped both of her siblings. She and her 18 year old brother, Shadow, played hide and go seek, tag, and even tea parties. It embarrassed Shadow, but he'd do anything for them both. Cream barely got any attention from her father, as did her brother and sister. So, Amy and Shadow did things their father never did. They were Cream's brother and sister, but they acted like loving parents to her. It was a shame that Cream never got to meet her mother, while Amy and Shadow lost her at childhood.

"Well, better hurry to the bookroom. My French teacher awaits," Amy sighed, quickly grabbed her notes, and took off.

In a cottage deep in the woods, there lived a boy that would change Amy's life. He and his siblings, Knuckles, Silver, Tails, and Annabelle lived with him. Annabelle and Tails were his real blood-related brother and sister, while Knuckles and Silver were his best friends, practically brothers since childhood. They were runaways from their home. When their mother and father died, the orphanage came to pick them up. They packed up and ran away, with Knuckles and Silver joining them. Tails was only a baby then. Now, he was 8 years old. Annabelle was 16, Knuckles and Silver were 18, and Sonic was 18 years old as well. Sonic, Knuckles, Silver were thieves. Here's the trick: they were like Robin Hood. They knew he was a fictional character, but Sonic thought he was right. So, he and his brothers became thieves and famous ones too. Annabelle would be annoyed by this, but she didn't stop them. She knew it was the right thing to do, but she didn't want Tails living that life when he got older. He was a sweet boy and she didn't want him going down the wrong lane because of her brother. So, she stayed home with him and took care of him.

Now, back to Sonic. He's probably getting into trouble right about-

"You'll never catch me, blockheads!" he yelled at the castle guards. He ran into the woods where the guards never set foot in.

"Why you little-?! You'll never get away with it next time, blue boy!" the head guard yelled.

"Really? 'Cause it seems like I always do," the mischievous thief replied. He managed to steal a few pieces of fresh bread and apples. Later at night, Sonic, like he always did, would give the food to the poor. He came back to his cottage and set the bag of food down.

"Hey, guys! I'm back!" he called out. He wanted to make sure that his family was inside of the house.

"Brother! You're home! Back from another adventure again?" said his two-tailed brother as he hugged him.

"You got it, squirt. Where's Annie?" Sonic asked.

"She's in the kitchen, making dinner," Tails replied. His big brother sniffed the air to know what his bossy sister was making. The smell of roast beef, buttery red potatoes, carrots, and peppered green beans filled the air.

"Pot Roast! My favorite!" the blue thief yelled. He ran into the room and quickly grabbed a plate.

"You're just in time. I just finished making my delicious, homemade pot roast. How'd work go?" Annabelle said without turning her head to look at him.

"Fine; I got some bread and apples for the poor," Sonic said. Knuckles and Silver ran into the room like a bunch of animals.

"We smell pot roast!" the red echidna yelled.

"Hey! You're not getting dinner unless you wash up. And it's not just your hands," Annabelle replied, looking at the filthy boys.

"Fine! We'll go," Silver growled, giving her a glare while walking out.

"Don't give that look, you nerd!" Annabelle said and, with that, pushed the boys into the lake.

During dinner that night, Sonic wanted to say something that was on his mind, but decided not to. He didn't want to raise any arguments. After that, he grabbed the bag full of food he stole and double checked it. It was still fresh. He grabbed his bow and arrows and his dagger and went on his way. The next day, the village was eating the same stolen food and news hit once more, Sonic the Thief, strikes again. He was the kind of thief that Amy was warned about. She didn't know what he looked like, but her image of him looked like a dirty hobo.

"Shadow, look at this. That thief has robbed the pastry and fruit carts again. I swear, doesn't he have anything better to do?" she asked.

"That's just what he does, Amy. A thief is a thief. You can just try to chase them until you catch 'em. But Sonic on the other hand, well, I don't know if we'll be able to catch him. He's surprisingly fast. We'll catch him one day," Shadow replied.

"Hope that's soon, because the sooner you catch him, the sooner he can be sent to prison," Amy said.

"Amelia! You mustn't talk that way about people," Cream said. Although Cream was small, she understood everything that happened with people.

"I'm sorry, Cream. It's just this has been causing father so much grief lately," she replied.

"That doesn't mean you should say that about the man. What if he has no food for his family?" Cream asked.

"It doesn't give him the right to steal things, sweetie," Shadow answered.

"Oh…ok," the young rabbit said.

"I'm taking Cream to the park. Are you coming?" Shadow asked.

"I'm fine. You can go," Amy said.

After her brother and sister left the mansion, Amy went to the balcony in her room and wondered what being a free woman was like.

Sonic was on the run again, as usual. He got away this time, as always. But there was one problem: he's injured. He got small cuts and other things all the time, but this time, it was serious. His shoulder got hit with an arrow. It hit the cobalt hedgehog like if a knife went through a lions' skin. He was bleeding uncontrollably. He was so dizzy that he couldn't handle standing anymore and fell…right in Amy's garden.

Amy noticed this from her balcony and did what she thought was best: She ran to help him. She dragged him inside and laid him down on her bed. Amy noticed the wound and treated it. After, she wrapped a bandage around his shoulder. Mildred taught her first aid when she was 7. Since then, she was able to heal any injury in the household. Amy looked at him and wondered, 'What has this man gone through?'

Then she noticed something…a sack. What was it filled with? She opened it up and looked. It had fruit, meat, and bread inside it. Amy got the idea that a thief could've attacked him for his food. 'The poor thing was bringing this for his family,' she thought. She closed the bag and asked a servant to change him into her brother's old clothes and wash the bloodied ones. Amy, then, help cook food for him when he woke up.

Chihiro: Well, that's for now. I know it's a short chapter and I apologize for it. There may be longer chapters later on in the future. T^T DON'T BE MAD!

SSG: That went pretty well in my opinion. ^-^ *dodges another pitchfork and slowly turns in anger* Sonic...

Sonic: *smirks*

SSG: Try to hit me once, shame on you. Try and hit me twice... *grabs pitchfork off wall and brings out BBQ sauce* LIKE I SAID, I'LL TURN YOU INTO DINNER!

Sonic: Oh crap, she meant it when she said that? *runs off and screams terrified*

SSG: COME BACK HERE, YOU HEDGEHOG DELICACY! *runs off after him*

Chihiro: Um...okay...? Don't worry, they'll both be here for the next chapter...I hope. Oh well. See ya next time!