Next Chapter! Trolololo (oh if you noticed i changed the title hehe)

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Warning: Wave (the swallow) fans beware! (Muhahaha)

In the morning she found herself lying on the same dining table.

Blinking the sleep out of her eyes she got up to stretch. "I guess I got real tired." she thought with a smile, but it all went faded when she saw what time it was on the kitchen clock.

"On no I'm late for school!"

Rushing up stairs she grabbed her bag and raced out the door, luckily she never had to take the bus since she lived close to her school.

As she was quickly walking she felt strange, like a creepy shadow was following her. Of course it was him, she ignored it though. She was not about to let him use her again despite his endless stalking. She stopped at the end of a busy road, her school was right across the street.

"Hey Pinky!" called a familiar classmates voice, she looked up and narrowed her eyes. There stood Wave, her enemy since kindergarten. Even though they were on the other side of the street she knew Wave was probably talking things about her to her friends. And knowing Wave so well, it probably wasn't anything good.

"Like, look who decided to show up!" she heard wave snarl, finally loud enough so that she knew Wave was speaking to her. Amy sighed, she hated arguing with wave every day, after all, they were in high school, shouldn't they be putting the past behind them and act like the mature teens they were?

Amy let a deep grunt escape her mouth and tightened her hold on the heavy book bag on her back. Wave laughed again which was more like a girly high-pitched sneer, ending with a piglet snort. "Hey Pinky you can take off the ugly mask, Halloween ended four months ago!" she teased with a laugh. "Yeeeaaahhhh" her buddies added before all of them walked off, leaving Amy to glare.

Before she could cross the street she heard sinister growl from behind her, tuning her head she saw Scourge leaning his back against a bench on the sidewalk. Today he wore his usually black leather jacket with the wiping flames decorating the sleeves. He gave her an are-you-serious? Type look but she could see the anger hidden in his icy-blue eyes.

She tilted her head, not understanding why he was so upset with her, did she do something wrong?

"So is that it? How pathetic, you let your enemy get away and without even a punishment." He claimed before leaning off the bench and walking slowly towards her. "And the Amy Rose I know is not pathetic."

She looked down, thinking of all the times Wave humiliated her and told lies about her in order to look more popular.

Scourge let out another growl, much louder than his first. Amy to allowed a small grunt to exit her lips. Scourge was right! How could she put up with Wave and her insults? She never wanted it to show but it always made her depressed. No, that wasn't the word. It cut threw her emotions, it drew her mad, completely fumed with frustration, with anger.

Yes, that's what it was

Anger

Scourge saw her glaring heatedly at the school across from them. He was then on her in a flash, his lips inches from her ear making her shiver slightly. "Go on" He whispered coolly, "No one will see you." And at that point her eyes were flaming with wanting.

"She has no right to live after all the pain she has caused to you," Scourge continued, persuading her more and more.

He then fixed a smirk when he saw the need for pain clearly glinting in her eyes. "You can get away with it, who would catch you? And if someone does, they will die as well." He added before pulling away from her ear.

Her eyes then widened, what was she thinking! Scourge was the villain, not her! she couldn't bring harm to someone just because they were immature, sure it was rude. Sure it was annoying but no one, not even Wave, deserved death just for merely annoying her, right?

Scourge was disappointed when he found Amy hesitating to reach her destination. He left her there and began walking across the street not even bothering to look for cars (they wouldn't be able to bring him harm anyways) Amy gasped and started following him, she didn't like the look on his face.

When they were far enough to the point where they stood near the side of the brick walled building Amy caught his arm, seeing him raise it. "Whoa Whoa what are you DOING?" She struggled to keep him still, a useless attempt. He sighed before smirking softly at her and raising her chin to look into his blue eyes.

"Why, Amy I'm doing everything you want me to."

A burst of flames began fuming in his hand as it got closer to her school building. "No Scourge! STOP, PLEASE!"

He then looked at her, clearly amused. "Why? you want this, you want to see lives fall and feel powerful knowing that yours will never be taken away like theirs…isn't that what you want, Amy."

All she could do was stare at him with disbelief, he gave her a hard stare as well, and soon she had to look away, frightened by his treacherous aura. He blinked, watching her tremble in fear and stumble on her own two feet until she was lying on the grass.

"I don't want to feel that way though," she said in such a small whisper she could hardly ear it herself, but Scourge heard it all. "Not anymore." She added, a tear slipping down her rosey cheek. She looked up to him, no pity seemed to come to his face, instead him natural smirk. "Amy Amy Amy, you will get nowhere by lying to me."

In horror she watched him trail his fiery finger across the brick wall, swiping it along the smooth bricks leaving a ribbon of flames behind. In a matter of seconds the entire building was in flames, burning and smoking in a fiery prison. Anyone inside would not be able to get out without being burnt to death. She screamed and tried to look for help, but Scourge grabbed her arm roughly and she was pulled away lighting fast until she found she was back at home.

She cried, because of Scourge millions of innocent people would be gone. Scourge was lying lazily on her living room sofa, even when they were back at home he could hear the screams of pain and smell burning flesh."How could you kill all those people!" she yelled at him tears rushing down. He raised an eyebrow, "The question is Amy, how could YOU kill all those people."

She looked up at him in nothing but confusion but as she did, he was gone. Her eyes went wide but before a word could cross her mouth she smelled something funny coming from her kitchen, she hadn't smelled it before, what was it?

Slowly she crept into her kitchen, the smell growing and soon she found the source of the smell.

A candle

Burning oh so beautifully, if she did say so herself

But where did it come from? She squinted her eyes shut and then opened them, not one but two candles before her eyes. Each blink she saw another one appear. Soon there were dozens, hundreds, thousands surrounding her home. They multiplied with ever look she made. She felt her breath go dense, trying to hold in a shriek.

She ran into her living room and saw her fireplace burning brightly, she didn't remember lighting it, was Scourge behind this?

She ran back to her kitchen and opened a cabinet hoping to find something, her eyes went wide again when all she found where different colored lighters there. She tried a drawer where she kept her silverware, and another where she kept all of her kitchen cleaner supplies..all of it

Lighters

How can this be she thought, fear and horror clearly on her face, and then there was a knock on the door. Jumping at the sound she ran to open it and perked up when she saw a police officer standing there, many other officers were also standing behind him in a crowd.

Her throat was so dry she didn't have the strength to say a thing. He looked at her suspiciously, "Hello miss, are you Amy Rose?"

She gulped when she heard her own name, "Y-yes officer."

He then gave her an angry look, one that scared her beyond words. Holding up a poster he continued, "your arrested for Murdering over millions of innocent civilians across town, Here is your picture to the left, you were spotted burning houses at all the crime scenes, illegal use of a flamethrower on February the 19th, burning and killing a family of five.

She stepped back slowly, her heart's increased beating being the only thing she could hear. Her mind raced with fear. "No…I ….i would never do that, I swear!"

Her back then hit something and she jumped, not relieving she turned on the tv. She wiped around quick, her body shaking all over.

Crazy killer plays with Fire

"For today's news were currently seeking the Murder on the loose who's been accused of murdering people with fire, her name is Amy Rose, she was seen today at the corner of Mobius High School using a flamethrower to burn the school down, sadly killing many teachers and children, some burnt to death others badly injured. We—"

No…

"NO NO NOOOO!" that's not what happened! It never happened!

"After her!" called the officer and they all dashed into her house. Amy, while gasping for air ran out her backdoor escaping the crowd of men that she knew would take her away from her home.

That would lock her up in the darkness and never to remember her again.

She wiped her water filled eyes as she ran with all her speed through the town. Every building she past was blazing with dancing flames on it's roof, she heard people scream from their homes, some burning on the ground in agony.

She kept running, as far away as she could, I didn't do it! Please believe me, it wasn't me!"

Her feet came to a skidding stop when she saw a poster with her face on it, she saw the bold letters "WANTED" at the top. She continued to cry, "How could my name have gotten into this?"

"Don't you remember Amy?"

Came a voice behind her, she knew all too familiar. "YOU!" she screamed but then gasped when she saw him. His eyes weren't their typical sky blue. No, now they were a sort of dark golden, reveling the true evil that was within him. His ears were far more pointed then before and she could even see fangs in his smirk. His whole body was in flames, surrounding him in a bed of fiery warmth. Although she was use to seeing him many times she had to admit, he looked outright scary this time.

"Don't you mean us Amy?"

She was fed up with his games! Was he the one that blamed everything on her? was he the reason the whole town was now against her for eternity?

Her eyes stared death glares at him "I'm going to kill you!" she threatened. He only took small steps forward, wrapping his fingers around a nearby pole and watching it melt in his hands. "Now why would you do such a thing. We have so much in common, I like fire, you like fire. Why don't we put our minds together? stay together forever. Together we'll make this world a better place Amy. A place of fire." his voice fairly calm.

Amy stepped back a few, she never seen Scourge acting like this, he wasn't being his normal playful self.

"There she is! Get her!" The policemen were finally able to catch up with her after all this time. "Wait!" she screamed at them while holding both her hands up. "I can explain I swear! It wasn't me, it was him!" she cried while pointing at Scourge with her finger.

The officers looked confused. "Him who?" one asked, getting fed up with her silly game. Amy pointed again, annoyed now, "the demon right there! his name is Scourge, he's the one that made the fire not me!"

The officers growled in annoyance at her, "enough fooling around."

Any didn't understand, why were they acting like they couldn't see him? But he's right there she thought to herself, looking at Scourge again making sure she didn't have some eye problems.

Scourge gave her a small chuckle, "Let me tell you a little secret." He whispered in her ear while placing an object in her hands. She never felt him place it there, but when he said his next words she felt the universe come back to life, everything seemed more clear and she felt a tear slip down.

"Demons don't exist."

Her eyes snapped open after that, she looked down and saw the object in her hands.

A Flamethrower.

gotta love those cliff hangers xD

Ok let me explain if its hard to understand. Scourge was just her imagination, (her inner devil) he represents the evil within her. However she thought he was real because yes, she could actually see him. No one else could tho. He's her mind talking to her if thats explains better. Physically, he was never there. She understands that at the end and realizes that she was the real murderer, she was just to blind to see it.

Maybe she's just insane...

Oh yea if you noticed i made Wave the equivalent to an annoying typical blonde girl (If your blonde this is not to offend you!)

ahem. (Hmm she has a flamethrower in the end those policemen better run :P)

heeehee! (Glad that story is done with!)

omg omg omg review! *w* tell me if you liked it