A/N: It's been years since I started writing this story. Yet, it remains unfinished. It's plain to see I've grown up and became a better writer as well. So I'm rewriting this altogether, than I'll officially end it. The story will mostly be in first pov, although every once in a while I'll have it in third pov to keep things interesting. Here are the ages so I won't have to have the characters state them. Girl-15. Tails-16. Amy-20. Sonic-23. Shadow-?. Knuckles-24. Rouge-25. Cream-14. Please enjoy.

Re-edited: May 11 2011.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Sonic characters. I only own the mentioned characters who are at the moment unnamed.

Prologue

Changing, growing up. It happened to everyone. After many years of saving the world, among other hero duties, they finally "threw in the towel". As nice as the fame was, and being loved by almost every person in the world, they wanted to live a more private life. However it didn't come in the way they expected. They were facing Eggman, alias Robotnik, as usual. Only this time around, after being thwarted so many times, he became insane like his grandfather before him. He didn't pay attention to details during construction of his inventions. So once Sonic and his friends damaged his most lethal machine, it self destructed while he was still inside.

What they witnessed was never revealed to the public. The only words they said was that he died. Nothing else.

After that day, they lived normal lives. No stopping crime, no venturing the world or searching for Chaos Emeralds. They blended in with society, occasionally looking back on their adventures. As much as they wanted to help the police when there was danger or someone died, there was the legal ways of doing it. Team Chaotix explained to them that they simply couldn't just go and snatch up a person they believed to be a burglar or murderer. They would need evidence to prove it.

As much as it hurt them, they couldn't be everywhere at once either. Somewhere, someone was being robbed, raped, or killed. Clenching their teeth, they turn their heads away, walking off the paths of heroes, heroes that could only defend a villain. A villain that was now dead.

What use is a hero when they can't even save a little girl from an abusive father? Nothing.

I wanted to leave. Get out of this hellhole. All it brought me was pain and misery. Always in tears, not knowing what will happen next. I would usually stay in my room, hiding from him, from everyone. Everyone hurts me, mentally, physically, and emotionally. All I am is trash to them, nothing more.

I've been secretly stealing and saving up money to leave this wretched place, and now I finally had enough. Now I just have to wait for the right moment to escape. I had everything planned out. Hidden inside my mattress was my luggage. It took me a while to cut an opening and remove the springs without getting caught. The suitcase itself was from the storage room my keepers rarely went into. I also had an old map with directions to where I would runaway to.

However, would I run away to? I don't remember my birth family. And the family that raised me was killed by...them.

All I have is this single pendant. According to my adoptive mother, I always had it when they found me. The bastard only allowed me to keep it out so he can threaten to "rip it off my neck and flush it down the toilet".

I hope they leave soon, because I'm running out of time. Everyone in this town knows what's happening. The man at the house sells me to other men, just to make money. Then there's the red bat, who made me pregnant. I feel so disgusted and sick to my stomach. The bastard plans on using my baby. If it's a boy, he'll him into slavery. If it's a girl, he's going to abuse her like he did me, and sell her to men as well when she gets older. I know I can't let this happen, even though I got the baby by rape, it's still my child. He or she doesn't deserve a life like mine or worse. I only have a single month left, until it's time.

It's hard for me to move, making me more worried. I'll wait two more weeks, just two more. Then I won't wait any longer. I'll escape in the dead of the night and run until I get to the station in the next town. I just hope I won't collapse from exhaustion, for I don't want to harm my little cub.

Those heroes...that I used to hear so much about. They're no heroes. If they truly were heroes, they would've found me and the others, rescuing us from this place.

I've learned my lesson. The only one I can depend on to save me, is myself.

Goddesses up above, I pray to you. Please help me escape from this place. I don't want to end up like the others, who were killed when they were no longer of use...or wanted to be fucked. That is all I ask you.

Amen.

A/N: There, incorporated the Sonic gang immediately, although not directly.