Warning: May contain adult themes
Love Zombies:Prologue
Amy gave a glum sigh.
Another beautiful day, and all she could find the energy to do was sulk in the city's park all by herself, but if she could help it, it wouldn't be her all alone on that park bench.
"Darn that Sonic," she muttered, slumping downward. "All these years together and he still acts like I don't even exist. What do I have to do?" Leaning forward, Amy propped up her downcast face on her hands and watched as people walked by, having the times of their lives on this cheerful weekend afternoon. Children were having fun playing catch with their dogs, and joggers ran by listening to music on their ear plugs - but worst of all where the couples strolling by holding each other's hands. Amy just couldn't help but imagine that they were her and Sonic laughing together instead, her arm hooked around his, and her head leaning on his big strong blue shoulders while he told her with smoldering affection just how much he appreciated her.
"mmmmrrrrrRRRRRAAAAAHHHH!" Amy threw up her hands and screamed as loud as she could into the air, venting her frustration. Many heads turned to see what the commotion was only to see a little pink hedgehog girl in the midst of a tantrum.
In a huff, Amy pushed herself from the bench and stormed away, crushing twigs and leafs underneath her boots while wisps of steam came out of her ears. She needed something, anything, to take her mind off of Sonic and her continued ignored affection towards him. There was only one thing that could be done about it…
"Carnival rides, yay!"
Amy starred up in aw of the mind bogglingly huge rollercoaster in front of her. A cart careened passed filled with people screaming their heads off, their faces a blur but full of bright joyful smiles. The carnival was absolutely packed today, and she was so small compared to everyone that she was a little worried that people might step on her in that huge crowd crowd. That couldn't stop her from enjoying all the sights, sounds, and more importantly, the smells though.
Taking a moment to just sniff the carnival air, Amy could distinctly catch the scent of cotton candy, corndogs, and fresh popcorn. All of her favorite snacks in one place. Eyes full of gleaming stars, Amy walked around, just taking it all in, and thinking about what rides she wanted to go on first. That roller coaster sure seemed fun, but then again she always loved going on the merry-go-round . She had been on it often enough that she had her own special little horse that she had given a name too. Better yet, she could go on the ferris wheel! When she was at the very top she could see for miles around and view the entirety of the park. Everything looked so small from up their and yet so gorgeous, and the people were like ants. She had butterflies in her stomach just thinking about it.
"It's perfect! It's absolutely perfect for me and Sonic to ride toge-"
She froze mid sentence, realizing what she was about to do. With another frustrated scream, she shook her head.. She wasn't here to think about Sonic! She was here to specifically forget about Sonic, for even just a moment.
Easier said than done it seemed.
Even here Amy could find dozens of cute couples making googly eyes at each other and sharing ice cream cones. It was like everyone was in a rom com except for her, Oh, they made her just so sick. Keeping her eyes planted firmly on the ground, Amy followed the one thing she knew would perk her up; the scent of freshly baked beignets that wafted in the air like gold at the end of a rainbow.
"Heya Amy! How ya doing?!"
Blinking, Amy's face was unexpected. Amy took her eyes off the ground to see a very familiar scaly green face. Vector, the big dumb crocodile with a stupid grin, was looking down at her with a backwards facing cap on his head.
"Oh, Hi!" said Amy cheerfully, waving up at him and sweating nervously. "What are you doing here Vector? Do you… work here now?"
Vector was standing behind a big stand with a deep fryer behind him, and a wrack of freshly made honey glazed beignets topped with powdered sugar to the left of him. Just smelling them from this close up was enough to get her to start drooling at the mouth.
"Oh, this?" he said, patting the table affectionately. "This is just temporary. Me and the chaotix gang are having a bit of money trouble lately. No biggie. Can I get ya some?"
Amy nodded her head vigorously. In less than a minute she was walking away from Vector's stand with a hot and fluffy treat in her hands. She held it like she was afraid she might lose it somehow while swallowing down her excess drool . Opening her mouth wide, Amy leaned in and took a big chunk from the baked good, filling her tastebuds with splendor without definition. Instantly she was teleported a land of pure delicacy, blasting off on a rocket ship called the S. 's culinary perfection.
"Oh my goodness…" said Amy, unable to comprehend the pure rapture assaulting her mind. It was better than the joy of buying new clothes, which coming from her was saying something.
She was about to go in for another bite when a group of laughing kids ran by and carelessly bulldozed into her, causing her to drop her beignet. She watched, as if the world was suddenly in slow motion, as her precious treat fell into a puddle of mud and violently squashed under a passerby's shoe.
The only thing she could do was weep and pick up the sad, mud covered remains of her beignet from the ground; taken from her far too soon. Perhaps the world just couldn't handle a thing so pure. Through her tears though she saw a figure waving at her a distance away; a shawl wearing woman sitting underneath a multi colored tent that Amy had never seen here before. It seemed that this figure was waving her over. Just to make sure Amy pointed at herself, and the woman nodded her head.
Curious, Amy wiped away her tears and pushed herself up. Making her way towards the tent she noticed something peculiar about it. There were tons of items and knick knacks lining the shelves and hanging from hooks, but none of them were uniform, or had a price tag. Everything had a sort of mysterious voodoo vibe about it, like the actual voodoo doll on display, or the crystal ball with all kinds of smoky ghost faces swimming in and out of view inside of it.
The shawl wearing woman sat in the middle of the tent with a brightly colored tarp laid out beneath her. Most of her features were covered, but her eyes could still be scene from beneath it with a bold and expressive clarity.
"Y-Yes?" asked Amy in a shaky voice, wondering why this woman waved her over.
"Hello, child," replied the mysterious figure. "I could not help but notice as you were crying that something troubling was weighing heavy on your mind. You came here to forget about it, didn't you?"
"Well, I guess that's true," said Amy, feeling uncomfortable with how accurate this woman was describing her situation. Was she reading her mind? "How did you know?"
The mysterious woman closed her eyes and nodded, sounds of shuffling being carried out from underneath her shaw. After some time of Amy glancing around nervously and silence, finally, she answered.
"You could say I have a gift for reading a person at a glance. It makes it very easy in my line of work to know exactly what is troubling a person, and more importantly, to know exactly what they need."
With some rustling, the woman pulled something long and thin out of her sleeve. She produced a vial in front of Amy, filled with a bright translucent pink liquid. Amy stared at the vial, entranced. Something about it was just so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off of it.
"This is a love potion," revealed the mysterious woman, swirling the concoction around in hand. "All you may need do is mix some of your dna into the elixir and then have the person you want to fall in love with you drink it, while having you be the first person he sees afterward. He will then fall into a deep, and maddening, love for you."
Amy's face broke into a big wide smile. This was it! This was the answer she was looking for! Then her smile broke as a startling realization came crashing into her.
"Wait, how much is this going to cost?" she asked, expecting it to be in the hundreds of dollars.
The woman merely shook her head.
"I need not your money. Your satisfaction is all the payment I require."
That was all that Amy needed to hear. She reached out and snatched the pink vial out of the mysterious woman's hand and squealed like a giddy school girl. Her celebration was cut into though, as the woman had more to say.
"But be warned," she said, holding a finger up. "Do not contaminate the potion with anything more than a single person's hair. Mix in too much, or anything else, could have dangerous side effects.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it," said Amy, waving her off. "Cryptic warnings, unclear dangers, don't feed after midnight, the typical shebang. I don't care! I'm going to finally get Sonic to love me! Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
Amy left the mysterious woman's tent far behind her and sped the carnival, skipping all the way home with the love potion firmly gripped in her hands and a smile plastered on her face. It was time to take fate firmly by the horns and make it her stallion. She had enough of being ignored by her darling Sonic.
Back at the mysterious woman's tent, the woman sat in silence. The carnival crowd passed her by as if she didn't exist.
"Hehe…"
A low laugh broke out, slowly getting louder and more grandos.
"HahahahHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…" The laughter was bellowing now, and from the backside of the tent a flap tore open as a very large and fat man stepped out, twirling his big walrus mustache.
"That Amy may not be as gullible as knuckles, but she's certainly almost as gullible," mocked Dr. Robotnik, a.k.a. Eggman. He walked over to the shawled covered woman and pulled it off, revealing the metal robot skeleton underneath.
"That should take care of them for a while…"
(To be continued…)
That's the beginning of the story,
Tell me what you think please, and if you want to see any particular Sonic pairings.
I plan on using as many Sonic character as I can, so expect to see your favorite character at one point.