Princess Resurrection Chapter 2: Princess Salutation, a sonic the hedgehog fanfic

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The line of people continued, paying their last respects to the girl in the silk-lined coffin. Shadow stayed, hovering over her as if almost protecting her. Unbeknownst to everyone, two unidentifiable creatures were also watching from the skylight at the top of the church.

"She's perfect, don't you think, Hamlet?"

"Yes, the prince will surely like her."

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It's been a week. A whole friggen week. He couldn't believe it. Shadow looked at the mirror one last time. He was wearing a black suit with a white dress shirt and a red carnation in the button hole.

It was time for the funeral. Shadow got in his car, and calmly drove to the beach. Once he arrived, he parked his car and silently turned it off.

He sat in the car for what seemed like forever. He finally exited the expensive car, and trudged down the wooden stairs and onto the fine sand. The coffin was placed on top of a marble table, and had the top open.

Midnight was dressed in a purple gown with a slight V-neck and small diamonds around the top. It had small, spaghetti straps and golden strings of beads across the V-neck opening. (see link on profile).

The inside of the beach church was also very beautiful. It was filled with many different shades of grey, white, and black, along with pictures of Mary and Jesus.

There was a long line of people stacked in the pews, as the deceased young lady had made many friends. Almost all of them were crying. The only people who weren't, were Shadow and Summer.

Summer because well, she had practically turned emo, tried to kill herself, and has never spoken a word since the incident. Shadow, for obvious reasons.

The ceremony droned on, people sobbing, and the priest saying how they would all miss her and how good she was.

'She wasn't good. She wasn't perfect. She was imperfectly perfect.' Shadow thought. About 20 minutes later, everyone lined up to pay their respects to the departed cat.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." "It's okay, it wasn't your fault." "Oh, poor young man." Why was HE being apologized to?? It was stupid and pointless, just another thing to get in his way. God, these people were pure retards. He wanted to run. Far, far away. He wanted to run so far, that he collapsed and died. He would be with his kitten again. These people didn't understand what he was going through, no matter what they said, nothing was going to get any better.

There was but a few left. Her two grandmothers, their husbands, and one of her first friends in Station Square.

He was standing by her coffin, nodding briefly to all that talked to her. His gaze rested apon her still form. Her candy pink, full lips. Her long, pitch black eyelashes. Her ears that used to wear about 7 piercings each. She was his definition of angel.

"She's perfect, don't you think, Hamlet?" A black imp-looking creature asked a crimson one.

"Yes, the prince will surely like her." Hamlet answered.

"Hm, only a week old, too. Perfect." The black one commented.

"This is getting tiring, Lance. When this thing supposed to be over?" Hamlet was whining now.

"Silence, young fool. The time is getting near." Lance said. Hamlet shut up. They watched silently as every person left, leaving Shadow to himself and her. He finally leaned down and kissed her forehead. His hand went over hers and did something the imps couldn't make out.

"It is time. Get the stone ready." Lance commanded. Hamlet nodded and snapped his fingers.

POOF

They appeared inside the empty church. The lid to the coffin was open, and Midnight's body was still visible. The two imps were perched on the edges of the marble. Lance was holding a black stone, about the same size as a baseball. Inside it, red swirls tumbled over each other.

"CALLING ON THE POWER OF VENUS AND APHRODITE, I RAISE THIS GIRL TO LOVE MY MASTER! TO HOLD AND LOVE ETERNALLY! I CALL FORTH THE POWER OF MEDUSA, AMERETAT, AND IO, TO FOREVER MAKE HER THE MISTRESS AND PRINCESS OF LOVE AND DEATH!" They yelled and chanted.

Black, red, and blue streaks of light shone in a wall and circle around the imps and coffin. Streams of the same color poured into Midnight's body. Color filled themselves in her cheeks, and her eyes flickered open. They were the same lavender color, with pure black pupils. She sat up slowly, and the beams of light disappeared. The two imps bowed as she got out of the casket.

"Welcome, Princess. How was your rest?" They asked. She stretched her arms.

"W-Who are you??" She asked, frightened, "And, who am I??"

"You belong to our master. My name is Hamlet, and that's Lancelot."

"So, where to we go now, Hamlet?" She asked. He nodded, and they grasped her fingers like toddlers. They only reached up to her mid-thigh. Lance snapped his fingers, and a dark oak door appeared in front of them.

"To see our master, Princess. I'm sure he'll love your company."

"Okay then...let's go." She said. The imps nodded and smiled wickedly.

FWOOM

The entered the door, and it disappeared, leaving nothing but an empty coffin behind.

chapter complete

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Lance opened the large door, and the three walked in.

"My, what a lovely girl. Are you mine?" A voice said.

"I believe so. Would you care to tell me where, who, and what I am? I don't remember anything." She said. A light brown cat walked in front of her. His blood red eyes met hers, and he smiled.

"Please, love, call me Jasper." He said.

Wow, I still can't believe I wrote this! Sorry if it is a little short, but I wanted to update for you guys. Hope you like it! Please review. I give my thanks. Oh and so what??? I only got ONE REVIEW. I felt in a good mood. But this time, I'm demanding at least three more.

With love,

FALLEN ANGEL FOREVER