SHADOW'S P.O.V.

Our hearts pound in unicen.

Our minds they think alike.

You can never truly be seperate from me.

For we are one.

Thats how it will, no must, allways be.

That was my last thought as the blue hedgehog left out of my sight. His cobalt quills swaying in the spring wind that blew across the plain. Mountians behind me and the city, miles away, in front. Never again would I see those emerald eyes of his. I feel tears well up in the corners of my eyes as he glances back. I look away to the ground and start walking towards the mountains.

Now I sit here in those mountains hovering around a small fire I built to keep me warm from the harsh weather about to come. I had been watching the winds shift and clouds building up over the other side of the city for a few days. Now the wind shifted and blew in my face making me shiver at the sudden coldness of it. I close my eyes and welcome the breeze as it sifts through my quills. A sudden crack of thunder and flash of lightning make me jump. I blink open my eyes and see the cloud had grown a bit bigger than expected. Backing up I bump into the wall of the mountian and turn to look for the entrance of the cave I stayed in the previous night. A few steps and I am in the cave. The walls and depth of it giving me a weird sort of confert. It was a warm cave, indeed it was a little damp when you got to the back, but that was only because an underground river flow though it. Lightning splits the sky and a huge gust of wind whipps my fire out. I hiss and curse nature as I loose my sight. Great! Now I am hungry and I can't even see to get a drink! I yell at myself in my own head, scolding and cursing more as I bump my head on one of the low outcrops in the cave.

Tiredness had gotten the best of me that night and I curled up against the wall of the dark cave, only to find that wasn't such a good idea. Water lapped at my muzzle and threatened to drown me if I didn't wake soon. As I yawned I swallowed a good portion of it. Coughing and choking I spit it out and regained my normal breathing rate. My ebony fur was soaked and the white puff on my chest was plastered to me as I shook violently to try to dry off. No use, so I decided to spin dry. Yawning I walked out side and saw the vally below was flooded. A small figure clinging to a tree. Tilting my head to the side I recognize it has pink quils. It seems I know this creature but I don't at the same time. It is wearing a red dress and red headband. A blue bird was pirched on one of the higher branches.

A rescue boat is on it's way. I turn and start walking to the path down the side of the mountain. I freeze to the ground as I see one figure on the boat. A blue hedgehog with emerald green eyes. He is calling to the pink one on the tree. I narrow my eyes as I realize who the pink one is. Her name is Amy Rose, she is obssesed with the blue one. She is revolting to me. Always stalking the one I loved, and maybe still love.