A/N: Guess whose back, moi! I know I haven't updated in a really LONG time but school sucks. Anyway I've just recently started watching The Legend of Korra and I loved the idea of elemental powers so it inspired me to write this story. I didn't want to write one huge one-shot, so I decided to split this story into parts. It will have around three or four parts, enjoy! Fair warning it deals with quite serious issues, so just warning you.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Sonic the Hedgehog characters.
Part One: Crash
"Long ago, a race of astonishing Mobians walked the planet, with unique abilities beyond compare. Masters in the elements: Earth, Fire, Water and Air, the Elementals used their powers for peace and prosperity, until one day the exceptional gene in their blood stream-"
Diiiiiiiing!
"Well I guess that's all for today class, make sure you read up and hand in your essays." Mr. Vector said as everyone scrambled to get out of the classroom, packing up and talking among themselves.
"I thought it was never going to end." Cream, my best friend, sighed pulling her bag onto her petite shoulders.
She was a pretty rabbit, with cream fur and big brown eyes full of kindness and compassion. Her ears had brown tips at the end and she was a small girl, I often called her a hobbit which to me was extremely amusing.
"You're telling me." I scoffed, with a grin.
Elementals, pfft, yeah right. Note the sarcasm in there, my native tongue as I like to call it. Some myth, probably written by some guy who wasn't all there in the head; 'exceptional gene' my ass. I shoved my papers into my bag before following Cream out, adjusting my leather jacket as I did so. It was my brothers, so I wore it practically all the time. If that's any indication, my brother is no longer around; instead he lies six feet under in a slick black coffin. Jolly, I know. Well that's me, full of joy and enthusiasm. Sarcasm, yet again. Now I'm not one of those girls who slits her wrists out of depression or for attention, in order to milk up all the courtesy of her deceased father. I could punch those girls in the face, and knowing me I probably have. I know, I sound like a fantastic person, and if I'm being honest I used to be, caring about looks, high school drama, all that shit. Then Adrian died and my brain kinda clicked into place, now here I am, not giving a shit and doing as I please. It's a pretty nice life. Oh, and by clicked into place, I mean that my brain decided to become extremely fucked up.
"More reasons I regret taking Mobian History." Cream moaned, before saying her goodbyes and turning the corner to get to her next lesson.
Cream and I go way back, since we were in diapers. She's been there for everything; my brother's death, my reckless streak, before and after my therapy, rehabilitation, and the list really does go on. See I wasn't in the best shape when Adrian died, and my down spiral just kept going; depression, bad boys, drugs, alcohol, you get the idea. My parents pulled me from school for therapy and rehabilitation, Cream was by my side the entire time, which surprised me as I was a fucking bitch during that stage in my life. I used to be the life of the party, and trust me I still am, just not as bad. After I finally got weaned off the anti-depressants (and there were a lot of them), taken out of therapy, and viewed as 'stable' again, here I am in Senior year and ready to get the fuck out of high school.
Of course knowing me, life wasn't that easy, and my life just had to get even more fucked up, which for me, is really saying something.
-XxX-
I slammed my locker shut, the school day finally over, thank fuck! My pink quills tumbled down my back in lose waves, reaching my hip. My fur was equally as pink and my eyes were emerald green, which to be honest was my favorite aspect of my face. My own personal gateway to my soul, which I was certain I probably didn't have anymore. Man, I am just so jolly. Today I had opted to wear a pair of black ripped jeans and a grey tank top with grey ankle boots and of course my brothers black leather jacket. I looked like the definition of a bad girl, which always caused me to smirk to myself. Nothing wrong with the colour black in my opinion, after all it does go with everything.
"Ames!" I heard someone call, as I turned in the direction of the voice to see Silver, bestie number two, standing there with the biggest grin on his face.
He was a pretty attractive guy, light grey fur, almost white with two large that run down his back, while at the front he has five distinct spines that flare up and back. His eyes were gold, and full of wonder and humor. Believe it or not I met him at the rehabilitation center I was admitted to when I was pulled from school. I was there with Clinical Depression and he was there with Hyperactivity Disorder. The boys ADHD is pretty bad, bad enough to be sent to a rehabilitation center. Maybe it was our shared hatred for our fellow youths, or the fact we both didn't want to be there, but somehow we soon became close friends. Who knows, either way after we were both discharged, he enrolled in my high school and that's the end of that. The dynamic duo, forever fucked up.
"Silver." I grinned at him, doing our signature handshake, before hugging him.
"So tonight Jet is throwing a house party, something about celebrating the fact he finally settled down or some shit, so of course you'll be my right hand woman." Silver smirked, leaning against the lockers next to him.
"You just want to hook up with all of Waves friends." I sniggered back at him as he rolled his eyes.
"Well duh! But even so, the whole school is practically going, so you have to be there! Besides, it's not a party without the famous Amy Rose." He smirked as I rolled my eyes as he threw his arms around my shoulders as we walked out of the school building.
"I'll think about it." I replied as we entered the car park, ignoring the stares and whispers that followed us.
Needless to say that most people think we're a couple, but knowing Silver he couldn't give less of a shit. Knowing me I was exactly the same.
"Great, I'll be round your house at eight." He sniggered causing me to roll my eyes as he hoped into his grey Jeep, "Need a lift?"
I shook my head, "Not today pal, I think I'm going to brood around and stop by the graveyard."
He nodded in understanding, of course he knew all about my brother, we we're together in a rehabilitation center for months after all.
"Don't brood too much, unless you want those God awful meds thrown back into your face." He smirked at me knowingly.
"Speaking of, take yours will ya, your jittering is started to get on my nerves." I replied, returning his smirk.
"You love it, besides; your moody swings aren't a walk in the park to put up with either." He replied before starting his engine and rolling up the windows, flipping me off as he did so.
I gladly retuned his gesture, a huge grin on my face, for that was our friendship. Of course I had no idea that after he drove out of the empty car park, and I started my walk to the grave yard that I would be followed by a scout for a prick who I would learn was a real big pain in the ass.
-XxX-
Adrian Rose
1992-2014
A beloved son, brother, and friend.
I looked down at his grave. It still looked new, not chipped or covered in moss like the other graves. He had only been dead for two years; coming on two and a half, but God did it feel like longer. I used to spend almost every day here, pouring my heart out to him, sitting next to his grave like he was still here with me. I think my tears personally helped the grass around his grave grow; the lush blades of green were everywhere, in the tiniest cracks and pushing up through the soil. I sat back, looking at his grave with a sad smile, remembering all our good times. I would've cried, but frankly I think I was cried out, after all just because I'd finally accepted his death didn't mean I was ok with it. Funny how even though he was killed by a drunk driver, I turned to the very thing that killed him to ease my sorrows. Like I said, I wasn't the best person. I heard the crunch of the leaves behind me, and I turned to see a guy dressed in all black a few meters behind me, gazing at me with an expression that was unreadable.
"Can I help you?" I asked bitterly towards this random guy,.
Call me crazy, but I liked my privacy when I was at Adrian's grave. He continued to stare at me, eyeing me with his stupid unreadable expression. He looked a lot older than me, quite muscular, in his late twenties maybe? I didn't really care; I really just wanted him to go away.
"Well then, I'm gonna be off Aid." I sighed as I turned to Adrian's grave one more time before standing up and brushing off that grass that had stuck to me.
Just as I began to walk away, Tall, Dark and Muscular finally open his mouth to speak.
"Not so fast Miss Rose." Was all he'd said as I rolled my eyes.
"Look I don't know who you are, maybe I fucked on of your friends or some little brother you have? Or perhaps I owe you money, though I think I would've remembered a face like yours. I honestly don't really care; I'm in no mood to deal with you right now, as you can see." I said gesturing to my pissed of expression and Adrian's grave, "So if you'll excuse me."
I gave me a tight smile, before turning on my heel and returned on my walk to the gates to get the hell away from this weird guy.
"Oh boy, Espio is going to have fun training you." The guy muttered, though for some odd reason loud enough for me to be able to hear him.
That was it.
"Listen punk-" I yelled, whipping around, stopping as I saw he was far closer to me than I'd thought.
Too close for comfort. Now that he was closer I could see that he was an armadillo, with a read head and light blue eyes. I felt a pain in my neck as I looked forward to see was in front of me, his hand on my neck, having pressed some kind of pressure point. I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't, I felt my body become heavy and numb, my consciousness beginning to drift away.
"Son of a…" A managed to mutter before I felt my body stumble and fall into his well-built arms while I fell deeper into the darkness, my eyes fluttering shut as I let the darkness consume me.
-XxX-
I was lying on something soft. The soft exterior felt as though it was on top of some hard surface, like wood. The smell of pine and flowers drifted into my nose, and it felt as though there was a type of blanket on top of me. I don't remember getting into bed, so why was…? Then it all came flooding back: the graveyard, the random muscular guy, me falling unconscious. I bolted awake, staring at my surroundings. I was in a small room, with netted walls, as if I was in some kind of dojo. I was lying on a futon with a thin blanket over my body. There were two doors, open and lead onto a balcony, letting in a light breeze. I looked over and saw desk in the corner of the small room with a chair and a lily in a pot on the table. I kicked off the blanket and stood up, noticing my jacket was neatly placed over the chair and my shoes beside the desk. I rolled my shoulder back and rubbed my neck, stretching it out. I thought back to that guy at the graveyard, asshole. I quickly walked out onto the balcony and found my breath caught in my throat. I was looking at a lake, the clearest blue I had ever seen, surrounded by a forest. It looked like it was late afternoon, a range of yellow, pink and orange streaked across the sky. I appeared to be on some kind of island in the middle. I looked out onto the land the dojo stood on, it was surrounded by what looked like training grounds, with multiple positioned around. There was a small wooden port in front of the dojo, and huge steps that led up to what I would assume would be the main doors, though from my position I couldn't see clearly.
"Well look who's up." A familiar voice spoke and I whipped around to see the armadillo from the graveyard.
"Why hello Mr. Asshole, you know kidnapping is a felony right?" I glared, crossing my arms over my chest.
The guy simply smirked, clearly amused which pissed me off more than anything.
"So are drugs and illegal drinking, but you don't seem to mind that." He replied smugly, and I could hear my heart beating in my ears.
"How do you?" I began to ask before Mr. Asshole was in front of me again.
"So sorry about this." He smiled down at me, without the least bit of sympathy before he once again pressed a pressure point on my neck and I once again fell unconscious.
The next time I regained consciousness, I was defiantly on a wooden floor. Charming. I heard voices but I lacked the effort to open my eyes. A side effect of Clinical Depression was lacking the effort to wake up sometimes, and for whatever reason I did not feel like dealing with Mr. Asshole again. I wonder why?
"I swear to God she looks familiar." A voice spoke from somewhere else in whatever room I was in.
"She looks like she's in high school." A second voice responded from the opposite side of me.
I groaned, my head aching and my muscles refusing to move.
"Hey, I think she's waking up!" The first voice spoke as I tried to open my eyes, using all my force to flutter them open.
"Up and at 'em." The second voice spoke, and I opened my eyes letting my blurry vision adjust before I came face-to-face with a blue hedgehog.
"Mother fucker!" I yelled pushing the hedgehog away, before crawling back along the floor.
"Hey, hey." The blue hedgehog spoke calmly, and I instantly recognized him as the first voice, "We're not gonna hurt you, we're fellow kidnapies just like you."
I started at his face, which looked ever so familiar. He had jade green eyes and his quills stuck out all over place, adding to his attractiveness. He was pretty muscular and lean, and I would defiantly tap him if under different circumstances. I'm a teenage girl, can you blame me? The dude was gorgeous.
"Do I know you? You look familiar and it's pissing me off." I spoke as I continued to analyze his face.
Did I mention that I also get super moody when woken up?
"The names Sonic. I attend Emerald Prep, I'm the quarterback, and perhaps you've seen me at games?" He asked as I sat up and onto my knees and rubbed my temples.
I tried to think, Emerald Prep was our rival school. I went to Station Square High which was not as prestigious as Emerald Prep but it defiantly wasn't a bad school. I tried to remember if I'd ever seen Sonic before, but my mind was cloudy and foggy from all the times I'd lost consciousness over the last few hours.
"Give her some space man, she just woke up." The second voice spoke up and I turned to see a red echidna.
He had purple eyes and was really well-build. He was way more muscular than Sonic and had a laid back expression on his face. He looked a couple years older than Sonic and myself, I assumed he was in his first or second year of college.
"Knuckles." He smiled, giving me a little wave as he leaned against the wall behind him.
"Amy." I answered, looking around the room we were currently trapped in.
It was a reasonably sized room, except this time there was hardly anything in it. The floor was wooden and the walls were thin, much like the previous room I was in. A wooden table was in the middle of the floor, though it was the type of low table where you usually sat on pillows around it. It was a warm brown colour, and fit nicely in the room. There were enough spaces for six, two on each side and one at each end of the table.
"Do you guys know where the hell we are?" I asked, as Sonic sat back, resting his arm on one of his knees.
"It appears like we're in some kind of dojo." He shrugged before a groan caught my attention.
I looked to see a black hedgehog unconscious on the floor close to Knuckles. He had red streaks in his quicks that stuck up at the back. He too was lean, with a jaw line that could cut class and was possibly the most attractive guy I'd ever seen; and believe me when I say that I've seen a lot of attractive guys. He groaned, his forehead wrinkling before his eyes opened to reveal piercing red orbs that started back at me.
"Who the hell are you?" He asked as he sat up, rubbing his head.
"Knuckles, Sonic, and that's Amy." Knuckles introduced as he pointed out all of us, the guy looking between us all before his eyes lingered on me.
"Shadow." He replied, his gaze never leaving mine, and I found it hard to pull my eyes away.
It didn't go unnoticed that we were both blatantly checking each other out. Damn hormones.
"If you too are done eye raping each other. Welcome to the Kidnapped Club." Sonic sighed, leaning back and lying on the floor with his arms behind his head.
"Are we seriously going to call ourselves that?" I asked as Sonic shrugged before closing his eyes.
"Have you guys even tried to escape?" Shadow asked, as he stood up looking around the room.
Knuckles open his mouth as if he were about to say something, before he closed it, stunned.
"You guys have tried to find a way out, right?" I asked, the realization that these guys just might be actual idiots dawning on me.
"Well…" Knuckles replied, rubbing his hand behind his head with a sheepish expression on his face.
"Unbelievable." Shadow and I said at the exact same time, turning and glancing at each other as we did.
"Look at that, you guys are both broody, rude and even say things at the time!" Sonic smirked before I whacked him over the head, "Ok, ow!" He exclaimed rubbing his head and sitting up, glaring at me.
I didn't exactly know these guys, but I knew if we wanted to get out of here we'd need to cooperate, at least until we were out of this room.
"Maybe if you got off your ass, we'd actually get out of this room." I said bitterly, the pissed of tone crystal clear.
"She has a point." Knuckles replied while Sonic glared at him, the two of them proceeding to stand up.
"I'm surrounded by idiots." Shadow muttered, and while I silently agreed I didn't appreciate being grouped with Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb.
"Hope that's doesn't include me, Sunshine." I glared over at him while he rolled his eyes before turning to me.
"What a shame that it does, sweetheart." He replied, matching my glare with own.
So Sonic and Knuckles were idiots, and Shadow was an asshole. Great.
"Let's tone down the tension and put more effort into trying to escape." Knuckles suggested, causing me and Shadow to pull are heated glares away from each other.
"Gladly." I smiled tightly at Shadow before whipping around and staring at the walls, which to be honest looked exactly the same.
Great time for a mood swing brain, really, perfect timing. I groaned in frustration, the walls seeming to all blend together.
"Right, I'm gonna run at a wall and hopefully I'll just fly straight through." Sonic said in the most casual tone, like he wasn't about to just charge towards a wall.
"Are you sure that's the best-" Shadow began but he was cut off by Sonic letting out wild Indian calls and began to charge at the wall.
I facepalmed, Shadow rubbed the space between his eyebrows and Knuckles just sniggered, all of us pretty aware this was going to go horribly wrong. Sonic charged at the wall at full force, his face laced in concentrated, before the wall he was charging at suddenly parted in the center, catching us all of guard. Sonic didn't have much time to react before he was flying through the now open middle, and the sound of the inevitable crash was heard, followed by the sound of Sonic groaning in pain.
"Idiot." Shadow murmured, and I couldn't help but agree.
"I agree." A new voice spoke, and all of our heads snapped up to see, would you believe it, Mr. Asshole.
"Oh God, your back." I groaned, as Mr. Asshole looked over at me and smirked.
"Nice to see you again, Miss Rose."
This guy's smirk was defiantly starting to piss me off, or maybe it was just the mood swing… Nope defiantly the smirk.
"Now Mighty, be nice, Miss Rose and her friends are our guests." A new voice spoke, and I turned to see a purple chameleon, with a yellow horn and gold eyes walk into the room.
"Mighty. So the asshole has a name." I sneered.
"You know it, Rosey." Mighty sniggered, plopping down it the table in the center of the room, crossing his legs.
"And I wouldn't consider us friends." Shadow replied, rather harshly might I add.
Jeez, did the guy need to be such a downer, and that's coming from me.
"Not yet." The chameleon smiled before taking a seat at the head of the table, opposite from Mighty who was sat at the other end.
"Please, no, don't rush to Sonic's aid, he might have a mild concussion, but nooo, I'm fine." Sonic grumbled, walking back into the room rubbing his head.
"Please, why don't you all sit?" The chameleon calmly asked and began pouring tea from a teapot that he had brought into the room into six different cups that were now positioned at every seat, while the four of us kidnapies exchanged glances.
We had all been kidnapped and knocked out by these strange guys, yet for some reason, it spiked my curiosity as to why. Why on Earth would these strange guys decide to kidnap four teenagers and bring them to their secluded dojo in the middle of a lake that was in the middle of a forest? I could tell by the look on the guy's faces, even Shadow's, that I was not the only one who was inquisitive. So despite the fact that I should've bolted for the door and tried to make my way back to civilization, I plopped down in the seat closest to the chameleon (mainly because I wanted to be far away from Mighty), picked up a cup that was now full of steaming tea and brought it to my lips. The smell of jasmine quickly engulfed my senses as I took a sip, and I found myself instantly relaxing. Ah, the powers of tea.
I ignored the shocked stares of the three boys who I had woken up in the same room with, the smirk that Mighty wore on his lips and the calm smile the chameleon wore.
"Mind telling me one, what your name is, two, who the hell you guys are, and three, what the hell we are doing here?" I asked reasonably steadily, while inside I was fuming, ready to go home and hope into my bed and sleep all this off.
"Espio. We're just two guys who have trained in ancient arts and because you four are incredibly special." Espio smiled, taking a sip from his own tea.
I heard the sound of footsteps, before I felt warmth next to me. I turned to see Shadow now sitting next to me, sipping his own tea, his thighs brushing against my own due to the small length of the table. I'm not exactly sure why, but having his legs brush up against mine caused me to relax even more. Maybe it was because his presence reminded me that I wasn't fully alone in this strange place, or perhaps because he was extremely attractive. Sonic took the seat opposite me, and Knuckles opposite Shadow.
"Excellent." Espio grinned, clapping his hands together while Mighty rolled his eyes.
"Can we just tell them and unlock their powers already?" He groaned, while Espio continued to nurse his cup of tea.
"Always the rash one." Espio replied, his forehead scrunching in clear annoyance.
"Excuse me for just wanting to get the messy part out of the way; you don't even know if they'll say yes!" Mighty argued, slamming his hand down on the table.
"Of course they will!" Espio yelled in response, slamming his cup of tea on the table.
"WILL SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT IS GOING ON?!" Knuckles yelled, causing everyone at the table to jump and turn their attention towards the red echidna.
And here I thought Knuckles was the chill one… Espio let out a long sign before resting his hands in his lap.
"What I'm about to say may sound crazy, but is all very true. You four are ancient descendants of the Elementals, a unique race of Mobian long lost to History."
"You mean that shit we have to learn about in Mobian History?" Sonic asked which perked my attention.
"You too, huh?" I asked, happy to hear I wasn't the only teenage who hated History with a passion.
"God don't even remind me." Sonic chuckled, which caused my lips to curve into a grin of my own.
"Anyhow." Espio spoke up, causing me and Sonic to look back towards him, "Each of you possess the ancient ability to wield one of the four elements; Earth, Fire, Water and Air. However as for who possess what is a different matter, the gene in your blood streams still in need to be activated, though we are positive that-"
"Enough!" I yelled, this time it was my turn to slam my hands on the table, which I did… Quite violently.
I honestly could not believe what I was hearing. As if I could be some 'ancient' descendant, I bet all my money (which granted wasn't a lot) that Silver paid these guys to fuck my mind over as some sick joke. The prick.
"Is something wrong?" Espio asked with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah, honestly how much did Silver pay you? I swear to God I am gonna punch the pricks face in." I glared, clenching my fists that were still on the table.
"Pardon?" Espio asked.
The ignorant card, figures.
"Don't you dare fucking pardon me. I know he paid you! I swear if this is his way of getting back at me for that time I switched his meds with laxatives it is not the way!" I scowled.
I say it again, I am not the best person, and me and Silver's friendship is highly fucked up. God, though it was hilarious watching him sprint to the bathroom, the boy had never run so fast in his life.
"You did what?" Mighty asked, though I could've swan I saw the smallest hint of a smirk on his lips.
"I can assure you your friend has not paid us to do anything, what I speak is the truth." Espio replied, putting his hands up in order to try and calm me down.
"There is no way that what you're saying is true. That legend is just a bunch of made up shit! C'mon guys, there no way you believe this?" I asked, turning my attention back to the three other people in this situation with me.
Sonic had his elbows propped up on the table, and appeared to be deep in thought. Knuckles was rubbing his temples, like he was still processing all the information. As for Shadow, well the guy looked the same, looking down into his tea cup which was resting between his palms on the table in front of him.
"Prove it." Sonic spoke, looking up and over from Espio to Mighty.
"Yeah, I'd have no problem believing this if we had some solid proof." Knuckles piped up.
Un-fucking believable. They couldn't seriously be contemplating that this shit was actually true, there was no way. Suddenly, Shadow stood up, before turning and shooting, and I kid you not, a fucking fireball at the mesh wall, creating would you believe it, a very large hole.
"There's your proof." Shadow declared, turning back to the table his jaw clenched.
We all looked back him in shock, except for Espio who just took a sip from his tea.
"I sensed that one of you had already awoken your gene, guess now we know who." He smiled, standing up and walking towards Shadow with his hands behind his back, "Though you didn't need to burn a hole through my wall."
"Well I'm sold." Knuckles said, raising his hands up in defeat, a look of pure astonishment on his face.
"What the hell man!" Sonic yelled, standing up and glaring over at Shadow, "You couldn't of done that while we were trapped in here!?"
"You seemed pretty content charging at the wall." Shadow glared back, crossing his armed over his (well-build) chest.
"Did it not seem strange to you that you can, you know, shoot freaking fire?!" Sonic yelled, throwing his hands up in the air.
"That's true." Knuckles spoke up, while Shadow just shrugged.
"Believe me, when I first discovered it I was freaking scared out of my mind. I've only known about it for a week, I was doing all the research I could." He glared back, his clenched jaw beginning to look extremely sexy.
Eyes on the big picture Amy. I couldn't fucking believe it, these guys were actually telling the truth. To say that I was lost for words would be an understatement.
"Gosh, what happened?" An all too familiar voice asked, pulling me out of my fucking epiphany I seemed to be having.
I glanced over to the door, where I kid you not, my mother stood; staring at the hole Shadow had burnt through the mesh wall. I was back to being lost for words.
"Well Johann you'll be happy to know we know who the Fire Elemental is." Espio smiled, talking to my mother as if they were old friends.
I swear to God I had not done drugs since I'd been sent to the rehabilitation center, yet I felt as though I had to be on something. This whole situation kept getting more fucked up by the second. My mother stood there, a look of worry plastered in her hazel eyes, her pink quills that looked exactly like mine tied up in a braid that ran down her back.
"That's excellent!" She smiled, looking over at Shadow who was looking more confused by the minute.
Join the club.
"Okay, I think that hit on the head earlier has finally caught up to me, because I swear I'm see an older, happier version of Amy." Sonic said, which was the idiotic phrase I needed to finally snap out of my mental rant.
"I can assure you that you're not seeing double sweetie, I'm just Amy's mother, Johann Rose, it's nice to meet you." She smiled, giving a small wave.
"Amy Rose, huh?" Shadow smirked, looking over at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Got a problem with my last name?" I asked, glaring over at the stupidly attractive hedgehog who was currently driving me nuts.
"I just think it's oddly fitting for your appearance." He continued to smirk as I gritted my teeth.
Figure out what the hell is going on first, and then kill the asshole. Use all that self-control you learnt at rehab Amy, just breath. I take back everything I said about Shadow, the guy was attractive but I was about ready to wring his neck.
"Ok, I am in need some air and possibly a fucking joint, so if you'll excuse me." I said, clenching my fists as I began to walk out of the room.
"Amy, please wait, there is a lot to discuss, I know you must be very confused-" my mother began, actually having the nerve to speak and finally acknowledge my presence since she showed up.
"No mother, confused is what I am when I do a fucking Math's problem." I began, my tone laced with venom.
I didn't miss Sonic scoff as he tried to cover up his laughter and the smirks that appeared on Shadow and Knuckles faces.
"Right now I am fucking disorientated, as I have just witnessed a boy throw a fucking fireball at a wall and been told that I apparently have some kind of superpower-"
"Ancient ability passed down encoded into your genetics." Espio cut me off, and if I had Shadows ability Espio would no longer have a head.
"You really do not want to test me right now, Ninja boy." I replied harshly, and this time Sonic didn't even try to cover up his laughter.
"Amy, please-" My mother began but I simply put up my hand, which was more than enough to silence her.
"Amy, maybe it's worth listening to what they have to say." Knuckles spoke up, my mother shooting him a thankful glance.
"He has a point Rose." Shadow agreed, which caused my blood to boil even more.
Ok, yes their mother wasn't currently standing in a secret dojo, acting as if everything was totally normal about me having some kind of ancient ability and acting as though she had told me she was here the whole time, but how the hell were they not freaking out about this whole power bullshit.
"How the hell are you guys acting so calm?" I asked, glaring at the three.
"Well, I mean aren't you kind of interested? Think about it, we're kind of like reborn ancient Gods." Sonic shrugged, shoving his hands in his hoodie pockets.
"We can at least hear them out; after all they went to all that effort to kidnap up, even if it was against our will." Knuckles agreed, rubbing his head and offering me a small smile.
I screeched in frustration, before looking back to the table where Mighty was still sitting at the table, drinking his tea.
"Hey Asshole, do me a favor and get me my shoes and jacket." I sweetly asked, though the venom in my voice was as clear as glass.
"Sure thing, babydoll." Mighty shrugged, standing up and walking past me and out of the door, whistling casually.
He returned shortly, Aid's jacket in one hand and my boots in the other. He handed them to me, before leaning against the wall next to my mom, who was still pleading at me with her eyes. She should know by now that doesn't work on me, not since Aid died. I pulled on the jacket, and pulled my hair out after I'd put it on. I noticed Shadow's eyes darken slightly; the guy was just as bad as me when it came to checking out. I slipped on my boots before zipping them up at the sides.
"You got a boat?" I asked Mighty, who looked over at me.
Every eye in the room was on me, and if I wasn't so pissed off I would've cared more.
"One hell of a speed boat princess." Mighty replied, a grin on his face.
He was clearly enjoying my little rebellion, must not happen at lot around here. Glad I was some kind of entrainment.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Espio asked, and Mighty simply shrugged.
"She clearly doesn't want to be here, and who am I do deny a beautiful lady a lift back to civilization?" He smirked; guess it was clear who the rebellious one out of those two was.
"I should give you more credit Mr. Asshole." I rolled my eyes before I felt my phone buzz in my jacket pocket.
Right, I had a phone this whole time, guess that thought slipped my mind. Ah well. I pulled it out, Silver's contact name and a goofy photo of him popping up. I almost cried with pure joy, he's exactly who I needed right now.
"Walk and talk." I said to Mighty, gesturing to the door, before answering the phone, "Hello Prick."
I ignored the disapproving looks my mother was giving me, while Mighty just chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets and walking out of the room.
"Slut. Guess who snagged your favorite from Jet's old pal on my way to your house, tonight's gonna be a blast." Silver's amused voice spoke through the phone, which was enough to cause my body to instantly relax.
"Great, a joint is exactly what I need right now." I spoke, as my mother's eyes widened, giving me more of her disapproved stare.
I noticed out of the corner of my eye all the guys exchange glances, while Espio was rubbing his temples.
"Amy please-" MY mom tried again but I simply whipped around and followed Mighty down a long corridor.
"Great, I'm almost at your house." Silver replied, and I could hear the sound of his car and the light muffled sound of the radio.
"Change of plans, I'll meet you at the party." I said, and Mighty's smirk continued to grow.
"You just continue to intrigue me." Mighty said as he led me out of two huge wooden doors, that were covered in many different patterns.
"Join the club, there's about four new members back in that room as well." I shrugged as I hung up on Silver and exited the dojo.
I couldn't give less of a shit anymore. There was no way I was going home tonight, guess I was gonna have to crash at Silver's. Thank fuck for best friends. Forever fucked up… Yeah, no kidding.
Needless to say the party and Jet's pal's gift really helped me forget all about my worries and current situation. The weekend went far too quickly, and another tedious week of school began. Of course I was still crashing at Silver's place, because there was no way in hell I was going to go home and face my parents. Eff that. Obviously he didn't mind, and his parents were off on some business trip to Angel Island or some shit, so they weren't around to object. See they didn't really agree with the fact that he started hanging out with a Clinically Depressed girl, after all they sent him to that rehabilitation center to 'cure' his ADHD, which only an extreme amount of meds can do. Loving parents, aren't they? Figured I could just crash with Silver and pray that my parents wouldn't come for me, which I knew would happen eventually. My dad defiantly had to be in on the whole ordeal as well, he and my mom were so close I don't think they've ever kept secrets from each other for as long as they were married, because they were that much in love. Yack, vomit bin please. So y'know, half way through the week and my parents hadn't showed. I figured it was coming and I was mentally prepared. Yet of course knowing me, I got one worse than my parents, or should I say, three worse.
-XxX-
I closed my locker and sighed as Cream came up to me, her expression somber.
"Whose idea was it to even invent Math's, honestly?" She sighed causing me to chuckle as we walked through the school.
"Don't ask me, though I'd happily beat his face in." I smirked while she rolled her eyes.
"So, are you still crashing at Silvers and hiding from the rents?" She asked as I sighed.
"Yet, meanwhile I'm praying they never find me." I replied.
Obviously Cream knew about my situation, maybe not in so much detail but she knew that my parents and I were in a fight. Silver was the same, as I don't think either of them were ready to know all the details yet, like how my parents are conspiring with some freaky guys in a dojo.
"It can't be that bad." She shrugged.
"It's worse than Operation GTFO." I exhaled and Cream's eyes widened.
"B-but nothing was worse than Operation GTFO." Cream replied, over exaggerating with the stutter which made me crack a smile.
Operation GTFO was one night when Silver and I were convinced that we could sneak out of the rehabilitation center and run far away. Obviously we didn't get far and needless to say my parents were pissed beyond belief. I threw my arm around Cream's shoulders as we both left, Cream knowing not to question me any further about the situation. My day had been going reasonably well, school being a breeze as everyone was still buzzing about Jet's party (some quite literally). My mood was great, Cream always brought out the best in me, and I was sure nothing could ruin it, that is until my eyes landed on the blue hedgehog who was casually leaning against the gates to the school. People clearly recognized him and whispered in hush voices as they passed him or watched from afar. Please don't notice me. Please don't notice me. Please don't notice-
"Amy!"
Fuck.
"Do you know him?" Cream whispered to me, her eyebrows raised as I mentally cursed.
Sonic began to jog over, and peoples whispering began to increase. Great, another thing to add to the endless rumor mill about me.
"Hey." Sonic smiled, coming to a stop in front of me and Cream.
I noticed he was wearing a simple pair of blue skinny jeans, a plain white t-shirt and a light green Letter man jacket with his schools logo in the top right corner.
"Sonic." I fake smiled, which made him break out in an amused grin.
"Who's this?" He asked gesturing towards Cream, his eyebrows raised.
What, did the guy think I had no friends? I could understand his confusion, I guess. There was me in my ripped jeans, black flannel with little bits of red and my leather jacket, while Cream stood in her white sun dress decorated in flowers. We couldn't look more different, yet we were still best friends.
"My lesbian lover." I shrugged, deciding I might as well have some fun if I was to deal with Sonic.
That caused him to crack up, his eyes shining in amusement.
"Really?" He asked, putting on a fake surprised tone which made me smile.
"Oh yeah, scissor sisters for life." I replied, shoving my hands in my leather jacket pockets.
Cream snorted and I shot her a cheeky smile, while Sonic continued to laugh.
"What is going on here?" I turned to see Silver striding towards us, "Are you causing my girlfriend trouble?"
He came to stand next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist and I couldn't help myself, I burst out laughing.
"Your girlfriend, huh?" Sonic asked, crossing his arms over his chest, sniggering.
"What?! You're cheating on me!?" Cream exclaimed, over dramatically putting her hands over her chest.
I swear I was about to piss myself.
"What? Babe, you can't seriously be hooking up with this chick again?" Silver asked, pretending to be shocked and disappointed, clearly catching on.
"A hook up? IT'S TRUE LOVE, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!" Cream exclaimed.
Silver scoffed.
I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
"I hate to interrupt this lover's quarrel." Sonic said, shaking his head with laughter, "But can I borrow you girlfriend for a minute?"
I stopped laughing. Shit. Silver and Cream looked between one another, and then back at me. I shot them pleading looks, but they both just simply smirked.
"You know what, you can keep her!" Cream cried, pointing at me.
"Yeah, c'mon sweetheart, you and me, let's run off into the sunset together. Who needs Amy!" Silver exclaimed, before leaning into my ear and whispering, "Fuck that boy good."
Cream gave me one last smirk, before jumping into Silver's arms so that he was carrying her bridal style, wrapping her arms around his neck ever-so dramatically. Clearly they thought Sonic was one of my hook ups. Oh boy were they far from the truth…
"We're off to elope and raise a small family in the country side. Farewell, my lesbian lover." Cream called and she and Silver trotted away, laughing as they did so.
Did I mention I have the best worst friends ever? Because I do.
"Your friends are hilarious." Sonic smiled, and I couldn't help but smile, "Walk with me?"
I really didn't have a choice, and we both knew it. I sighed and nodded, before we walked out of the school gates, all eyes on us.
"So your parents seem pretty nice." Sonic said after a few minutes of silent walking.
Christ, please save me.
"Bye." I said, before turning and started to walk away.
"Hey, hey, hey." Sonic chanted, running in front of me making me stop in my tracks, "I wasn't trying to upset you."
"Really? Because bringing up my parents is possibly the worst thing you could do right now." I glared, he was really testing my patience.
"Worse than bringing up the fact we're both ancient descendants with sweet ass super powers?" He asked and my glare intensified.
"You're really not helping yourself here." I responded, crossing my arms over my chest and raising my eyebrows.
"I'm sorry, but you are really not being much of a help either. I mean c'mon, do you really have to be so difficult?" He asked, his temper rising.
I smirked.
"Yup." I shrugged, drawing out the p.
Sonic sighed, rubbing the space between his eyebrows.
"Look we got offered to stay and train at the dojo, to get and learn how to use our powers, Shadow's already started his training and Knuckles and I are waiting to 'declare our powers'." Sonic explained ad I just rolled my eyes.
"Great, however I would rather not gain some ability that my parents waited eighteen fucking years to tell me about." I responded bitterly.
"Look it doesn't take a genius to figure out you had no idea that your parents were involved with the Elemental dojo but you should at least hear them out." Sonic pleaded, his jade eyes staring into mine.
"So what, now you and the Ninja boys are best friends and your living at the dojo?" I asked.
"They've offered for us to move in, Knuckles was first to take up the offer, a college student isn't gonna decline free housing, and Shadow said he'd think about it, but I reckon he's gonna take it."
"And yourself?"
"I still live with my parents; I'm your age remember? Though I reckon after graduation I'll move out and into the dojo." Sonic shrugged.
"Look I appreciate you coming to try and talk me into being a monk and learning the ways of my superpower, but honestly I am content forever avoiding my parents." I sighed, crossing on leg over the other and resting my hands behind my head.
"I'm heading over tomorrow after school, if you change your mind, at least consider it?" He asked and I couldn't help by nod, before Sonic gave me a tight smile.
"Fuck that." I instantly replied which caused him to roll his eyes.
"If you see the other guys do not blame me if they talk to you!" Sonic quickly added before he walked down the road, waving as he did so.
I looked up and noticed that we'd walked to the graveyard, which I honestly didn't know if it was a coincidence or not. Either way I figured I would visit Adrian's grave, so I pushed open the sleek black gate and entered the land of buried dead.
"Rose." A voice said and I almost jumped out of my skin.
I turned to see Shadow leaning against the wall to the graveyard, sporting grey jeans and a black sweater.
"Sonic, you fucking piece of shit." I muttered which caused Shadow to chuckle.
"C'mon Rose, walk and talk." He said, pushing of the wall and walking towards me.
He pressed his hands to my lower back under my jacket and I felt tingles go up my spine and my skin crawled with goosebumps. Weird. He began to gently push me, and for whatever reason my body decided to agree and start to move.
"I'm guessing you're not here to visit the dead." I spoke up, finding my voice again.
He waited an awfully long time to respond, which made me think I'd struck a nerve. Opps.
"No." He blankly responded, pain evident in his eyes and that's when I knew that this boy had some kind of past.
"No dead parents, sibling, girlfriend?" I began to list, and I noticed his jaw clench.
"Wow, you really are a bitch." He laughed, though there was no humor in his voice.
"Gulity." I shrugged and I noticed his eyes shift briefly to me, before back to the path in front of us.
"You need to talk to you parents." He proclaimed and I almost choked on air.
"Excuse me?" I asked, stopping in my tracks and rested my hands on my hips.
He was seriously trying to tell me what to do? If there's one thing people need to know about me, it's that you do not tell me what to do. He continued to walk, his hand leaving my back as he came around to stand in front of me.
"Stop being a rebellious bitch and just go and talk to your parents."
I didn't hesitate to slap him across the face. I hadn't even realized we were in front of my brother grave.
"That is none of your business." I replied bleakly, my hands shaking with rage.
I was starting to hate this boy the more and more as he opened his mouth.
"You have no right…" I began, my hands shaking with rage, while his eyes glared down at me.
"I have no right? Really? Well Rose you weren't there while your parents worried over you this past week, I might have just met them, and you for that matter, but I can tell you aren't the greatest daughter."
What the fuck was this guy's problem? Who the hell did he think he was, talking to me like this, lecturing me about how I treat my family? He had no fucking idea.
"You don't know anything about me." I bit back bitterly.
"I know that you're a selfish teenage girl who's rebelling against her parents. Let me guess, Daddy didn't like your bad boy boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly, and that was the last straw, and I couldn't stop the words that left my mouth.
"Nah, actually my brother died and I got diagnosed with Clinical Depression, as well as he fact they seem to have known about this whole descendant shit but decided to keep it from me." It was my turn to laugh with no humor.
His eyes widened, and I gave him a tight smile, before gesturing to Adrian's grave, which was by our feet, eating away at all of my emotions. His eyes slowly looked down, before landing on the space where my brother was currently buried six feet under. His eyes looked back at me, his expression unreadable.
"Rose I-" He began but I cut him off by putting my hand up, before turning on my heel and walking away.
He didn't try to follow me, or stop me. He stood there, staring after me. Serves him right, the prick. I stormed down the street, not looking where I was going, my shoulder colliding with that of another.
"Watch where you're fucking going!" I yelled, not caring who the person was.
I was not in the mood to deal with this. I looked up the see a green hedgehog, with messy quills that flared up at the back. He had his hands in his leather jacket pockets and a cigarette in-between his teeth. He was looking over his shoulder at me. His eye were icy blue, and he had a pair of blue sunglasses on his forehead.
"My apologies, princess." He smirked, his eyes watching me with intensity.
I was about to open my mouth to come back with some witty remark, but I was cut off by my ringtone.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and their like, it's better than yours
That was a personalized ringtone. Silver's ringtone.
"I would pick that up fast, princess." Specs spoke, blowing out a puff of smoke from his cigarette.
I could've sworn that he had a sad look in his eyes. As I didn't know the guy's name, I decided on Specs instead of 'that green prick'. I looked up from my phone to see that the guy was gone. What the fuck, he was right here? I looked around, letting out a frustrated scream before pulling the phone to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked, a little pissed off at the moment I didn't really care.
"Amy…" Silver's voice croaked from the other line.
My stomach dropped, something was wrong. Silver never called me Amy, I was always Ames or some other sort of nickname. His voice sound strained and in pain, like he was using all of his energy to speak.
"Silver?" I called out, unable to find my words.
"Hey… So I was in my Jeep driving home and well, some asshole cut me off, he drove right into me, didn't even stop. Anyway I lost control and the car went tumbling over and well… God Amy there's so much blood." He began ranting.
My brain was going into over drive. He had been in a car crash, he was bleeding to death on some sort of road, and here he was calling me instead of 911.
"Silver slow down, where are you?" I asked, trying to calm down my erratic heartbeat.
"I have no idea really. Some road, I think? I don't know, my vision is blurring." He sounded like he was in so much pain, "My stomach has been impaled, I don't know by what, I can't really see."
"Fuck Silver I, fuck! I need to call 911!" I exclaimed, running my hand through my hair.
"N-no, please Ames, don't go." His voice sounded so broken, I felt my heart shatter.
"Silver-"
"An ambulance probably wouldn't arrive in time anyway, so I just wanted to tell you that I love you Ames, and not in a romantic way, but in like a way where you're the only real family I have." He chuckled slightly, before letting out a groan of pain.
The tears began rolling down my cheeks.
No.
I would not lose another to a car crash, not again.
"Silver, you can't do this to me…" I croaked out, and I heard him sigh on the other line.
"I will always love you Amy Rose, don't you dare forget about how awesome I was, and all our adventures." He was speaking slower, as if he was trying to choke out his last words.
"Silver, please." I pleaded, covering my mouth with my spare hand.
"Promise Amy, promise you will always remember me when you're in a dark place."
"Silver-"
"Amy, promise me." He sounded so serious, he was never serious.
"I-I promise." I choked out, closes my eyes and more tears began to fall.
"Thank fuck…" He breathed, his breath becoming more and more slowed and pained.
He was dying.
"I love you too Silver, you're like a second brother to me, you brought me out of my darkness, you can't leave me Silver, not you too!" I screamed into the phone.
This was not happening, not again.
"We're the dynamic… Duo… Forever fucked up…" He chuckled, though it was filled with pain.
He stopped and took a huge breather; I could tell he was crying from how he croaked out his last words, "I'll say hi to Adrian for you."
I collapsed to my knees, and I screamed in pain. Water began to drip from the sky, getting heavier and heavier, just like my tears. I felt like I was suffocating; only I wasn't, my best friend was, and there was nothing I could do to save him. I had let him ramble too long, if only I had called sooner, they would've saved him, and he wouldn't be in so much pain. I couldn't breathe; my body was shaking violently, my tears landing onto the sidewalk before swirling away onto the road. Every muscle in my body felt as if it was on fire, burning with such an immense pain that I'd never felt before. The rain was pouring hard, and my tears began to be washed away with the rest of the water. I screamed, and the water around me began to still, wrapping itself around me, like a shield, before freezing and shattering. My body seared with pain, my heart beating faster and faster, beating like it was the one that was fighting for its life.
That day I awakened the ancient gene in my blood stream that enabled me to control the element of water.
And I did that by hearing my best friend die on the phone.
A/N: Oh yeah, this is an intense story alright.