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2 — Heartbeat?
As Sonic was still knocked out on the bed, Amy was trying to figure out why the summoning hadn't been successful as it should have been. He wasn't supposed to be only pieces of flesh and bones, no, he was supposed to be completely revived.
That was the plan. Sonic was supposed to be living and breathing, a hero, the one she had spent years searching for in order to put her plan into action. Not that she had any intention of using his revival for evil, she thought as she spun her wand between her thumb and forefinger.
Like the hero he was, Sonic was supposed to lead the world back to the peace and tranquility that had been lost so many years ago but now there was an even bigger issue with the whole ordeal along with the fact that he was an undead corpse.
Amy bit her thumb in confliction. Sonic didn't remember where he had scattered any of the chaos emeralds. Without them, their chances of defeating Robotnik was close to none. She only hoped that after waking up from the spell she had put him in that he would remember.
That's when she heard a muffled voice mutter,"What the hell happened?" Sonic groaned, lifting his head off the bed and covering his eyes as he massaged his forehead.
Amy's eyes darted to the figure rising from bundled blankets and watched him closely, setting her wand down onto her kitchen table which was all part of the same room.
"Where am I?" He moaned, then noticed his bony hands and his eyes looked pained. "Holy chaos sake, it wasn't a dream."
Amy coughed, drawing his attention to her. "I had to put you to sleep after you tried to run away again," she explained.
The blue hedgehog watched her with suspicious eyes as he took a moment to look her over. He hadn't been able to before back at the forest. She wore unique type of clothing he had never seen before but when he met her face he felt at loss of words.
Innocently, she would blink her eyes from time to time, allowing her eyelashes to flutter like the wings of a butterfly. Her eyes were simply spellbinding like the witch she was. Her left eye was a rapturous shade of emerald green, much more appealing then his own, and rose-pink quills cascaded past her shoulders and her right eye. Each one held a coruscate gleam that enhanced their beauty.
Far from what he imagined a witch to look like but even so, he wasn't going to let himself be seduced by her beauty.
"What makes you think I won't try to runaway again?" Sonic threatened, glaring at his hand as he spun it around in front of himself. "I'm not one to stick to one place when people are holding me back, besides, it's not like you can stop me."
"I thought you might say that so I got this," Amy said holding out her amethyst quartz pendant for him to see around her neck and pointed at a similar one he wore around his neck. "we're bound to each other so even if you runaway I'll be able to find you wherever you are."
Sonic held his in his bony and watched it sparkle, he could feel the energy emerging from it, but he raised his eyes at her unimpressed. "Then I'll just take it off and problem fixed." He said, lifting to remove it from himself before she stopped him with her words.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." She said, leaning against her palm. "If you remove it, the spell I put on you to be alive will parish and you'll disperse."
Sonic growled. He felt like a trapped caged animal. He had just found out that he had died fifty years ago and lead to the downfall of the world he had so desperately tried to protect and now he was being controlled by some voodoo witch girl who was threatening his very existence.
"Now do you mind telling me where can we find the emeralds?" Amy began, ignoring his tantrum as he threw the remaining covers off of himself.
"I told you already," said Sonic in a low hiss scratching his right eye in irritation, "I don't know where they are."
Amy grimaced. "Are you serious?" She wasn't sure why she had asked that because she already knew the answer. Sonic was hopeless. "You really have no recollection of where you might have scattered the emeralds?
Sonic jumped out the bed holding a hand over his right eye and glaring at the pink hedgehog with the other. "If I did I would be trying to get them instead of talking with you right now."
He walked over to her vanity and watched himself in the mirror with a look of disgust as he lowered his hand and uncovered his eye. Live maggots moved within. Sonic had somehow managed to prevent himself from throwing up, he wasn't sure if he even could, he though as he looked himself over fully.
He looked like death.
"I look hideous."
His tone was cold, detached. He resembled a true zombie and Amy herself still found it hard to believe he was even able to move. A part of her had doubted the possibility of bringing the living back from the dead but here he was proof that it was indeed possible. Even if it hadn't been like how she had planned.
"I need a bath."
"Right now is not the time for that," Amy whined. "Sonic, it's very important that you try to remember where you scattered them," The young witch explained as she put her wand away into her boot.
"You think I don't know that?" He asked, looking at himself from Amy's hand mirror as he pulled out maggots from his eyes.
Amy fought the urge to gag as she watched him squeezed his skin and dozens of live maggots come out. It was utterly disgusting. She looked away from him with a frown. "Then why aren't you taking this seriously?"
"I'm the fastest thing alive," he said confidently. "I can just run around the world and find them just like that!" He said, snapping his fingers.
Amy stayed silent, deep in thought. He wasn't wrong but was it really that easy? She knew he was fast but was it really like the stories? She bit her thumb out of habit whenever she was nervous. "Are you sure it's that simple?" She asked.
Her reply was the shut of the door as Sonic entered her bathroom.
As Sonic drenched himself in the tub, he wasn't sure if it was hot or cold but he was glad he was getting himself clean. It seemed like the pink hedgehog had a tube to the tub for easy water access and firewood beneath it. Just like a cauldron. He smirked at the thought.
He submerged himself beneath and for once his eyes didn't sting nor was he struggling to breath. In a way it felt peaceful. Again, he looked at his bony fingers, letting them flow underneath the water. It was strange. Even though he was seeing himself like this, he still couldn't grasp the thought that he was dead. How did this happen again?
He covered his eyes.
Now he remembered.
The world was on fire.
He could see everything in slow motion but vividly. Her cerulean blue eyes were filled with terror as the gigantic canon powered by Chaos energy was aimed at him in its three-barrelled gatling gun form, and it began to fire a massive bright-coloured beam at him as he fought to stop the machine from draining power from him.
But he couldn't.
Then he flashed her a final smile and with the last of his energy he scattered them. Then came the nerve thrum and screaming blood, wild and churning and burning and devouring and terrible and terrible and terrible—
"Sonic?" Amy said behind the door, breaking him from his thoughts as he pushed himself back up to the surface, eyes wide. "I'm going to leave some clothes for you here at the door."
Sonic didn't answer but watched the water drip off his body. What had happened exactly these last fifty years he had been gone? He felt sorrow fill his body as he glanced at the door. He had many questions to ask.
At the sound of the wooden floors creak, Amy glanced up at the azure blue hedgehog enter the room and she shut the book of spells she had been reading in hopes of finding answers. She paused, looking at his new change of clothes and his newly washed self and she was able admire that even in death he looked handsome.
There was only one word to describe the blue hero. Where his eyes were the green of fresh dew glinting in the sunlight from the windows like a leaf of green emerald. His lips, although partly off, were pale and thin and his nose slender and long. A prominent jaw curved gracefully around and the strength of his neck showed in the twining cords of muscle that shaped his entire body.
He was beautiful.
The clothing also did justice in hiding his missing skin as he wore his loose collar shirt and vest along with his Celtic pants and leather boots. He looked different in a good way but uncomfortable in the outfit though said nothing. Amy assumed it was the boots but those were the only she owned and the running shoes he wore before were raggedy and falling apart along with his clothes.
He walked to the mirror, fixing the collar of his shirt, deep in thought, he asked, "What happened to Sally?"
"Sally?" Amy wondered out loud with a perplexed look on her face. She paused. Let out a breath and looked over at Sonic unsurely. "I'm not sure who that might be. All records about you or anything that's had to do with you was burned. As for what might have happened to her, she's probably dead by now."
Sonic froze, staring at himself in the mirror blankly. "Dead?"
"Most people die in their late forties due to the effects of the wars radioactivity," Amy explained, a sad frown plastered across her lips. "Since the war was over 50 years ago, she would probably be what? 70? I don't think she could have ever of reached that age. She probably died about thirty years ago."
Sonic chuckled but it sounded heavy and full of agony as he leaned into his hands, covering his eyes in the process. "What has the world come to? And now even though I've been resurrected I'm still half dead. What good is this body when I can't even feel my own pulse?"
Amy watched him with a sympathetic look in her face as she bit her thumb. Guilt was devouring her within. If only she had done the spell successfully, how was she going to fix him now? If only she had someone who was able to come up with some way to fix this mess.
She paused. An idea had formed.
"Urika!" She snapped her fingers, flashing him a big smile. "I might have someone who can fix you,"
Sonic turned to her with a hopeful smile. "Alright then," he said excitedly, hurrying over to the door and opening it. "Let's get going!"
"Wait, you've gotta wear this!" Amy said, pulling a something from her closet and throwing a black cloak over him, lifting the hood over his head for him with a serious look. "We can't have anyone knowing you're a zombie."
"A zombie, right." Sonic said distastefully as he watched her tie the cloak for him, he couldn't help but glance at the peaking cleavage coming out from underneath her corset, he looked away with a sigh as he felt nothing. "I can do it myself," he said, pulling away from her roughly.
Amy held her hands up where she had been tying his cloak and blinked in confusion as Sonic pulled away from her and turned his back at her. "I was just trying to help!" Amy said with a glare, crossing her arms.
Sonic ignored her complaining as he tied his hood with a look of contemplation on his face. It wasn't like he expected anything intimate to happen between him and the witch but he had doubts on something ever since he awoke and feeling no sexual attraction to the witch proved what he had been doubting.
He felt nothing.
At all.
Physically that was. When he had been pulling the maggots out of his eyes he could barely feel any sensation, nor could he shed tears at the sudden news that his old flame was dead, and now he couldn't even feel any physical attraction whatsoever. He had no physical feeling in his body. He clicked his tongue in irritation.
"Just great," he growled to himself as he fixed the hood around his face. He wished there was something that would give him some type of hope.
To make him feel even a little bit alive.
Then there was a thudding in his chest and his eyes lit up brightly. "I have a heartbeat!"
"Let me see!" Amy said quickly. Hope filling her that maybe the spell was working slow as she placed her ear to his chest. Thumping was within it."I can hear it," Amy said happily but then paused. Perplexed. "Why is it squeaking?"
"Squeaking?" Sonic furrowed his brows in confusion as he placed his hand over his chest. "What are you talking about—gah!" Before he was able to finish, Sonic's mouth began to widen against his will and his fingers curled around his neck, pressing, closing.
"Sonic?" Amy squealed out, eyes full of worry and fear as he crouched over, choking to take something out. She rapidly crouched in front of him and tried to examine what was wrong and noticed his throat was widening and there was something there.
That something was moving.
"What in the world…" she whispered in bewilderment as she stretched out her hand to touch him when just then he coughed something out that flew out his mouth, jerking her away in surprise.
"Squeak!" A rat had crawled out his throat and from his mouth, landing right past her and out the open door leaving both hedgehogs dumbfounded. Sonic with his hands still around his neck and mouth wide open, and Amy with her head tilted and confusion tracing their faces.
After a moment of silence, the pink hedgehog spoke "Oh, no!" Amy laughed, glancing over at his disgust filled face. "It looks like your heart is running away." She said, pointing out the door.
Sonic made no comment but glared at her with warningful eyes, telling her to stop. She took note and pretended to seal her lips shut, the smile still evident in her face. He rolled his eyes walking away from her and to the door.
"Where does this guy live exactly?" He asked, wanting to switch the subject and forget the whole ordeal.
Amy tied to shuffle her giggle. "He's working right now but walking there will only take about fifty-two minutes. We just have to follow the path down the hill and we'll get there in no time."
He made a face. "That's almost an hour."
"Well sorry," Amy shrugged. "how else do you expect to get there?"
Sonic smirked, turning to her expectantly, "Well I am the fastest thing alive so why not run there?"
"I'm no fast though," Amy bit her lip. "I'll never be able to keep up with you."
"That's not a problem," Sonic said, walking behind her and taking her in his arms. "I'll just have to carry you!" With that said, he sweep her of her feet like a prince.
Amy squealed but glanced up at him with blushing cheeks. This was the first time she had been carried by someone of the opposite sex. She slapped her cheeks, she was nineteen years old so she had to stop acting like a schoolgirl.
Sonic was oblivious to her little dilemma as something else was bothering him.
He could feel his legs shaking as he lifted her in his arms and he cursed inwardly. She was either too heavy or he had no strength which wouldn't be much of a surprise considering a piece of his arm was pure bone. He wasn't going to let her notice that though so he pushed himself and held her close to his chest, making her cheeks flush at the close contact.
He let out a huff of determination, ignoring the fact that no air came out and smirked down at her, "Get ready to experience something amazing." He said with a wink, making her blush further but her pink quills helped cover her pink face.
The pink hedgehog braced herself, gripping onto his cloak and shutting her eyes. She had heard the stories from her mother that Sonic was the fastest thing to have ever lived. That he made the ground shake and how he could break through sound and she couldn't believe she was about to experience this first hand.
"Alright, let's get out of here!" Sonic announced, getting in his sprinting stance. He was ready to finally feel the air flowing across his face and the adrenaline rush he got from it. And with that thought he raised his foot to speed off and as he pushed himself further and off the ground the most amazing thing happened.
They flopped to the ground.
"Ouch!" Amy shrieked from underneath him.
He pushed himself off her with eyes filled with complete utter shock. "You're kidding me," Sonic said in disbelief. "My speed… it's gone!"
This chapter may have been a bit boring but I promise that it will start getting good soon! Let me know your thoughts though on Sonic missing his speed and all these events :3 also vote on my profile poll what story I should update next!
Also I imagine Amy wearing something like this: ht•tps:/• .•co•m/originals•/1e/0a/90/•1e0a904da84e5ab11c726ce056f092d4.•jp•g Delete circles :) as for Sonic something like Assassin's Creed Unity Arno Victor