AN: I've gotten back into the Sonic fandom, and to show my appreciation (and to get a feel for the char's psyche) here is a little drabble I worked up in about 5 minutes.
WARNINGS: no pairing. SonicCentric. A bit angsty. And just odd.
"run"
By gedatsu-kitteh
A hitch-
A crack-
A sonic boom:
The speed of sound.
You are running.
You run because it is what you are good at; you are fast. You run because it is who you are; because you always have. Speed has saved you from the most impossible situations; saved you from death. But what you are running from now is far worse than death… and all the more inescapable.
You know it is inevitable, but you run any way. It is the only thing you know how to do.
You've found years and years of being a hero is like years and years of building up calluses, tearing your touch receptors to shreds. And eventually when you are cut, you will only notice it when you see those thick oozing drops of crimson slip down the side of your leg.
If it works like this for your physical being, then it must work the same for your soul.
You are the ever cheery hero; unfazed and always ready for the unexpected. You are unaware of pain; you are unaware of sorrow.
But you can remember.
You can remember feeling the hot ball of fire constrict your throat; remember squeezing your eyes shut and feeling the burning liquid sting your cheeks. You remember what it was like to cry.
And that is why you now run.
You run from feeling; you run from memories; you run from yourself.
You are a coward.
And you know it.
END.