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The flow of time seems so slow. From the moment the sun rose to midday, the room's been full of the blue boy's silent sighs. He's done nothing but sat quietly in his room, staring out of the stained, dusty window. Every day, he thinks about all the lives he could be living, if it wasn't for his current state of being tied to his ultimately boring hometown. No one seemed to really care where he is, although everyone knew he was sitting in his room, crying himself to sleep or something like that. That's my life for you, the boy thought to himself. The only person he can have absolute trust in. Or maybe not.

"Honey, are you upstairs?"

A yell rang all the way to the messy room that seemed to have phased out of the current timeline. That's how slow he felt all the time.

"Yeah", he replied.

"Grandpa left some time ago for his patrol, and hasn't come back yet. Since you probably don't have any other business going on, would you mind checking out where he is?"

"Sure… Just a sec'."

The sound of a door opening echoed throughout the open, hollow village, followed by a similar closing slam. Lazy footsteps one after another. The howling wind aside, nothing else could be hear in the silent, sleepy neighborhood. It was Sunday, and people stayed indoors even more than usual. At the moment there was only one person outside, and he'd rather had stayed home. On a second thought, boredom would swallow him whole anyways, so he just might continue on.

I must be the slowest person in the world, he thought to himself again, as his legs dragged the sand. Why do I have to go after grandpa Sonic anyway? It's not like I could catch up to him. Never. Man, he really is something. I don't even know how fast he can run. I bet he can dash all the way to the other side of the desert without breaking a single drop of sweat. I guess that's why he take's care of the villagers' safety.

"SONIC!" the lad screamed aloud with his early adolescent voice. "Grandpa, where are you?"

The yelling kept going for some time, but it was for nothing. Not a soul to be seen. "Of course not. He's probably run home by now." said the only voice in the vast wilderness. "Guess I'll go home…"

But as he turned towards his home, he heard something. A quiet voice trying to say something. It came from behind some rocks in the distance. Could it be Sonic? The boy jogged all the way to find out, and as was gasping of exhaustion, he reached the backside of the rocks.

"GRANDPA!"

His grandfather was sitting his back to the rocks. He was bleeding from several spots, and his breathing was heavy. He slowly turned his head towards the source of the sounds, and he saw his very own grandson, blue like himself.

"D-Drevon… Is that you..?"

"Grandpa, what happened!? Why are you bleeding!? Are you gonna…?"

The blue boy rushed down to Sonic's aid. At this point the boy was at the verge of tears, as he couldn't bear the sight of his own grandfather being covered in a crimson sheet of blood.

"Calm down, Drevon… *cough*"

"How can I stay calm!? You're bleeding all over! What happened? Just sit down, I'm going to get someone-"

"Calm down, I said!"

Drevon shut his mouth in shock. The ever so calm and collected Sonic yelled at him, but wasn't angry. But he was panting and wasn't obviously going to be okay at this rate.

"…It's okay, Drevon… Could you please help me stand up?

Drevon grabbed his granddad's hand and barely managed to pull his heavy and cold body up. He was shambling around, which only added up to Drevon's concern and stress.

"I… I need you to climb on my back. I have to tell you something… *cough* But not here. I'll take you to a certain place, where we can talk…"

"Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"I'm fine… Just do it. And remember to hold on tight."

Drevon nodded and hopped on Sonic's back, and when both were set, Sonic sprinted off in a blink, towards the great unknown. The boy was afraid that Sonic would tumble down any moment, as he was coughing continuously, and sometimes blood flowed out of his gasping mouth. But he kept going despite his condition. After a short while, Drevon spotted a large rock, towards which the hedgehogs were probably headed. The rock had an opening, and it wasn't any ordinary one; it is a tall, slim crack on the side of the rock. And his guess was right; in a flash they dashed into the cavern and ventured onwards inside…

A/N: I'm sorry, if you're confused by the names… It's going to be explained later on. Please just cope with it for now.