Disclaimer: Don't own the Sonic chars, only my own. Enjoy the story!
I am running down a broken corridor, angry sounds floating in through destroyed windows. A slim, blue hedgehog runs along beside me, his emerald-colored eyes set in a determined glare ahead of him. His arms trail behind him, and he looks like a bird in flight as he shoots along.
I do not know the hedgehog's name, but his face is horribly familiar. He turns to me staring at him, and he grins. I don't know why, but that smile always makes me feel like I can do anything.
"Ready for this?" the blue hedgehog asks. I feel myself nod as we run up to a large set of metal doors. The blue hedgehog tries to kick the door open, but to no avail. He looks to me, and I place my hands on the door. My hands are strangely clad in white gloves that have red tags attached, and there are golden rings around my wrists. My arms are black with red streaks along the sides.
Energy flows through my hands, and the doors blow wide open. The blue hedgehog and I walk carefully into a tall room, and before us stands a figure. It is tall and rotund with eyes that shine like the fabled Emeralds.
"This time," the blue hedgehog beside me says, "we finish this. You're going down."
"Try and stop me, hedgehogs," the figure says, getting inside the cockpit of a giant machine with many mechanical arms, almost like a mecha millipede.
"Let's do this," the hedgehog beside me says, and jumps at the machine as a blue ball.
I follow his example, practically shredding the metal under my quills. I land lightly on my feet, and notice a glint of light behind the blue hedgehog. A dangerously pointed metallic tail has sprouted from the giant mechanic monster.
And it is aimed at the blue hedgehog.
I know he can't see it- his back is turned. My time is limited; being that I am on the opposite side of the room. As the appendage is about to strike, I rush straight towards him.
"I will not let you die," I mumble to myself as I dodge around the machine's other arms, my only focus getting to the blue hedgehog quick enough to save him. Time seems to slow down as the tail gets closer to the blue hedgehog, and I yell to him as I shove him out of the way, "Go, save the world!" I see him land roughly on the ground, and as the metallic tail strikes me, I say softly to myself, "At least I get to see Maria again."
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Amanaru shot up, sweat streaking down her head spikes. The same dream, ending the same as always.
"Who is he?" Amanaru asked herself, looking at her own arm. It was white, with the same blood-red streak down the side as the black arm in the dream. Amanaru got up, pacing quickly to get her blood flowing. Her tattered dress swished in the late fall wind, and she shivered. Amanaru looked up at the sky with all of its shimmering stars, and the two moons of Mobius frozen in their nightly race with each other.
As Amanaru stared up at the endless midnight sky, sirens started up. She heard, and quickly hid behind a trash can.
The flashing lights stopped and played across the alley where Amanaru hid. The young hedgehog's eyes widened, and she backed even farther behind the trashcan. Behind her, even more creatures huddled in the shadows.
"We know you're back there, Unwanteds! Come out, and if you don't resist, we won't hurt you," an official-sounding voice called from behind the blinding lights. None of the hiding creatures believed the lie, and none stepped forward.
"No replies?" the voice said, quickly loosing its honeyed tone, "Fine, then. You're all under arrest for mucking up our streets, Unwanteds."
Silhouettes appeared in front of the lights, and figures dashed into the shadows after the Unwanteds. Creatures fled in each direction, but Amanaru remembered the two things she had been taught before Jilliam left: fight for you and only you; and don't move or draw attention to yourself. Amanaru clung to those two bits of wisdom, and she hadn't been captured yet.
As the figures began to round up the Unwanteds, one walked straight past her hiding spot. Unfortunately for the albino hedgehog, she didn't blend very well at night.
Don't look down. Oh, sweet Maria, don't let them see me, Amanaru prayed silently, asking the girl she only knew of in dreams to help her.
Unfortunately, Maria didn't hear the small hedgehog's prayer. The man looked down. Amanaru could see him smile evilly down at her, and she huddled to the wall.
"Well," he said, "What do we have here? An Unwanted runt? Oh, this just made my day." The man kicked Amanaru several times hard in the side, as if trying to get rid of all his anger and frustration with the world with each kick. She was foggily aware of other people coming over and joining in, beating her to the verge of consciousness.
"Is she dead?" one voice asked, and Amanaru faintly felt some one check her wrist. She practically willed her heart to beat slower, but she didn't think it worked.
After one agonizing moment, the hand came away from her wrist, and another voice said, "No, but she's pretty damn close. Let's get out of here, the cold'll finish this mistake off."
Amanaru heard receding footsteps, and realized that the man who had spoken was right. If she couldn't get somewhere warm soon, she'd be dead by morning. The young girl looked weakly around for anything that might help her stay warm so she wouldn't die. She found nothing for shelter other than the trash can she had hidden behind when the men found her, so she just lay by the trash can since she wouldn't really fit inside, and drifted in and out of consciousness for a few hours, waiting silently for death.
During one of her agonizing trips through consciousness, Amanaru heard voices and dimly realized that the dark alleyway was alive with bright lights again. Amanaru's first thought was Oh, no. They've come back for me. I'm dead for sure.
"What's this?" a voice asked as hands picked Amanaru up. She flinched, and the hands almost dropped her.
"Put me..."Amanaru said, but couldn't finish her sentence as she sank back into unconsciousness.