AN: Hello, peeps! Me first Were-SonAmy fic! :D Hope you enjoy. A reminder, no flames please.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Sonic and Co. They are owned by SEEEGAAAAA! xD

-Chapter 1-

A large wagon carried a small group of passengers through a muddy dirt trail. The weather outdoors was stormy. Thunder shook the wagon as the rain pummeled it. Sitting by the window in total silence, was a young sakura female hedgehog. She was cloaked in a bright red cape complete with a large hood. It almost covered her entire face. Her name was Amy Rose. If it were possible, she would be wearing a black cloak instead of red. The cherry-pink female was in mourning. Just a week ago, her father had passed away after battling a long illness. Amy was now on her way to go and live with her last living relative she had. In the small village that the wagon was approaching, lived the young flower's grandmother. Society demanded that since Amy was an unmarried young lady, she must live with an elder of hers.

When the wagon entered the little town, Amy peered through the window. The village was indeed very small with not much around to boast about, and a very tight knit community where everyone knew each other. The wagon came to a complete stop, allowing Amy to finally disembark. She was the only person to leave the wagon. The sakura hedgehog pulled her hood a little further down to avoid getting rain on her face. Amy looked around and watched as the wagon left her behind. Then she spotted an elder hedgehog in the distance clad in a dull green cloak, carrying a basket and umbrella. Amy instantly recognized her.

"Granny!" she called out. "Over here!"

The older female spotted Amy and her face instantly brightened.

"Oh Amy, dear! There you are!" she cried in joy.

The two ladies went to each other and shared a tight hug. The elder hedgehog was Gran'ma Rose. Her fur was a faded and somewhat course silver, and her eyes were a pale sky blue. Like Amy, she had a cheerful demeanor.

"How was your journey?" Gran'ma Rose asked.

"A little rough, but alright."

"Oh my, you sound tired."

"Just a little bit."

"Well then, let's get you home, dear."

They walked further along the village and came to a local merchant sitting on a cart and waiting for them.

"Hello, Ben." Gran'ma Rose greeted.

"Well hello, Mrs. Rose!" Ben greeted back. "Back to the hill then?"

"Yes Ben, that would be lovely."

Gran'ma Rose's two-story cottage was upon a large hill surrounded by a thick forest and a ways from the village. It was Amy's childhood home. Where she played with her father before they moved away. As the sakura female watched the steep tail go by, so many old memories from the past played in her mind. About ten minutes later, the cart stopped and its driver helped the two females off it.

"I'll see you later then, Mrs. Rose." Ben said.

"Thank you, Ben. Good bye!" Gran'ma Rose replied, waving her hand.

"Good bye! Hope to be seeing more of you, Miss Amy!"

Amy smiled as he left. Gran'ma Rose closed her umbrella and waved it around to get the excess water off.

"Alright then dear, let's get inside and out of this storm." she said.

Before going into the cottage, Amy turned back toward the trail and the foliage surrounding it, when she heard a slight shuffling behind her. She felt her body slightly freeze and tense up. The cherry-pink female could swear that something within the deep forest was staring right back at her.

"Amy?" Gran'ma Rose called from within the house.

Amy then suddenly broke from the 'trance' she was in.

"Coming!" she called back.

The sakura hedgehog took one more look at the forest. Whatever that was, it was no longer there. She then went quietly inside, closing the door behind her.