Okay, so this is a story I have been thinking about for a while. This one is about Andrew Kelick, one of my OC's that I made a while ago. I made this story as a way of giving a proper background and as a way to display his life.

" " Are for talking

' ' Are for thinking

Now please note: this is not an official canon to his back ground. I just thought about it a bit and decided to play along. So just read for fun ok?

I own no one but the OC's. Sega own all characters that belong to them in this, and all other chapters.

Sadness.

Depression.

Regret.

These are the feelings that one mobian is feeling. His entire body felt empty as he lay on the cold hard counter. Blood shot eyes opened as he looked around him, hoping that he wasn't out on the streets again. Feeling reassured that he was still in the bar; he took up another glass of beer as he drank his ninth glass.

He slammed it on the ground as he looked at the bartender. "Adam, give me another."

The bartender, who was a black bear in a blue shirt and black pants, turned to the drunk. "You had enough, Drake. Now I am going to forget the tab and call you a ride home."

The drunk, now known as Drake, shot a glare at the bartender. Drake was a white hedgehog with brown reddish eyes, looked at Adam. Drake was dressed in black dress pants, a white shirt, and had a red tie, as well as his black shoes.

"Listen here damn it, I come every day for a drink. You don't tell me how many I can have, or when I stop. Your job is to take my money and give me drinks." Drake then takes out some cash as he flaunts it to Adam's face. "Now take it and give me my drink!"

Adam looked at Drake with a face of disappointment as he refused to give him more. "Look Drake, I know you are at tough times right now, but Luna would never-"

As soon as Adam said that name, Drake reacted with a feral like scream.

"DON'T YOU EVER MENTION HER NAME INFRONT ME YOU FAT SACK OF SHIT!"

Adam, feeling sorry for what he said, tried to continue to talk sense in to his friend. "Drake, I didn't mean to make you mad. I only wanted to-"

"TO WHAT? TO BLAME ME FOR HER DEATH!? TO CALL ME A BASTARD JUST BECAUSE I WANTED A FAMILY!? I DIDN'T KNOW THAT IT WOULD END UP THE WAY IT DID! IF I DID, I WOULD NEVER HAVE EVEN CONSIDERED HAVING A CHILD!"

Drake continued to look at Adam with pure rage until he got up from his seat. "Screw this, I'm going home!"

Adam tried to talk to his friend, but it was too later as Drake was already out the door.

Walking in the cold nightly streets, Drake felt his ring on his finger. He looked at it as he remembered his old life…his happy life.

Drake was married to a beautiful echidna named Luna. She was, in the true meaning of the word, the only joy in his life. They have been a couple since their early years as teens, back when he was taking Tae Kwon Do lessons to fight in tournaments, when he lost his mother to cancer, and even when he reached his dream of performing in a band.

Even her little sister Cammy was there for him, as she became like his own little sister. Right from the start, his life was blessed for having them in his own personal life.

Then the day came when he was married. Luna was nervous as heel as she would pace back and forth, scared of messing the wedding up. She was so nervous that even Drake got scared, and he was the one who was happy for the idea. But once they walked down the aisle, their lives became ever sweeter.

Then one day, the thought of having kids came to mind. The two was looking forward to it, at least, Drake was.

Unbeknownst to her husband, Luna body was simply too weak to give birth. She kept it a secret from her sister told him, but by then it was too late. Luna wanted a child more than anything, and kept her secret from Drake in fear that he would refuse to have a child.

As the day for the birth was coming, Drake was getting more and more worried for Luna's safety. His fear of her dying was becoming more and more devastating to him. But Luna kept telling him that she would be okay, and that she will give birth to their child.

Then when the day came, Luna was sent to the hospital. Drake stood outside the birthing room all day, not sleeping, not eating, not even moving from his very spot. Then, within forty eight hours, the doctors came out.

But there was no Luna.

No baby.

No family.

The doctors told him that she held on longer then they thought she would, but it wasn't enough. Her body gave out, on her and her baby.

Since that day, Drake have been trying to drink his pain away, to make himself feel numb to all of the horrible hell that reside in his heart. But it wasn't enough, then again nothing ever was. Drake wanted it to end, he wanted to make his pain stop, and there was only one way to do it.

"I'm coming, Luna." Drake said as he grabbed a pocket knife from his pocket. He was ready to see her again, to see his wife and child, and nothing would stop him.

Drake raised the blade close to his neck and was ready to slice his throat until he heard something. Something he thought that he would never hear.

A baby's scream.

Drake turned to a alley as he came closer to the noise. Then, right in the ground near the wall, he saw the one responsible for the scream.

It was a black mongoose, wrapped in a brown cloth.

Drake lifted up the baby as he looked in to his eyes, only to see that they were different color; his left eye was blue while his right eye was green.

"What the heck are you doing here little guy?"

The baby looked at Drake and made a reach for his face. Drake felt the baby touch his face and smiled a bit.

"Guess offing myself will have to wait. Let's see if we can find your parents, little guy."

Drake walked off with the baby as he somehow felt more calmed. What he didn't know though, was that by finding this boy, he has found the one person who will make history.