Knuckles POV
He was just sleeping next to the Master Emerald that day. It was a normal day of doing almost nothing. But just as he fell asleep he heard a voice. A feminine voice singing nearby, like on the steps or something. Wait, a person? Knuckles stood up quickly and turned his head to see a light gray cat with a black dress sing.
"I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph, I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain."
Who is this person?
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away. You've gone away...you don't feel me..here...anymore."
Why is she here?
No one ever just 'pops' up here.
"The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain."
I've never seen her before. At all.
Why is she singing with her eyes closed?
Knuckles studied the cat. She must of had a hard life he reasoned when he noticed the scars on her back and arms, with two nicks in her ear. Her fur was light gray, looking soft except for the patches of the scars were. She had a long tail, and her gloves and shoes were the color of Shadow's pelt. Black.
"'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away."
She sure has a beautiful voice, its like a soft melody.
She looks... sad.
"'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away."
I'm gonna go talk to her.
Dovewing's point of view
It was black as the midnight sky. She wondered where she was, because she couldn't see where she was. Is this what its like be blind? Dovewing thought.
"Hey, you there." A paw was shaking her shoulder, slightly rough but gentle. Maybe its Lionblaze or Bumblestripe! She thought hopefully. She had developed a crush on the gray and black tabby. She opened her jade eyes quickly, shocked to see what she didn't expect. A red...twoleg? A red twoleg-thing stood next to her. Its paws were snow white, though Dovewing thought they looked unnatural. On those paws were...spikes? Why would anything have spikes on their paws? Its head too... It was rounded with a narrow snout. Its muscles rippled in the harsh sunlight, showing that it was clearly strong. Maybe almost as strong as Lionblaze. But its eyes... it was a light violet color. She had never seen eyes like that before. On the back of its head, the fur stuck out stiffly, but curved downward. On the hind paws... there were weird things on the hind paws. Slightly trembling, she slowing looked up to the figures face.
"Are you alright?" it asked. Dovewing was surprised to hear the tone of his voice: it was gentle and kind, but was deep and slightly hardened, like Dustpelt. She stared into those violet eyes and nodded shyly. The only reason why she responded was because her instinct told her that she would be safe with him.
"Whats your name?" She asked softly. She hated the fact that her voice was small, slightly shaky, and timid, like a small kit.
The red figure smiled and held out his hand out, as if he was going to help her up.
"My name is Knuckles. Knuckles the Enchinda." Dovewing shyly took his hand a stood up. Dovewing yelp as she looked at her paws to see that she had those fake gloves on too, but hers were as black as Spiderleg's glossy pelt in the sunlight. Gulping, she looked down at her hind paws. Two things hit her in the face at once: One, she had those fake hind paws too, but again, they were black. Two, she was standing on her hind legs.
"Excuse me, but what was the song you were singing?" Knuckles said curiously.
"Song? What song?" Dovewing said, confused.
"Knuckles, she doesn't know what your talking about." A voice called out.
They both spun around quickly to look at a giant green stone. But most importantly, the person that was there. It looked just like Knuckles, but it was more orange in had weird things on and the curving spikes had things wrapped around them.
"Greetings young Dovewing. My name is Tikal." The orange figure said formally but sweetly.
"Wait, Dovewhat?" Knuckles protested.
"Knuckles, be patient. This cat comes from another planet and dimension, she doesn't understand Mobian life and ways, so I came here to give her that information." Tikal turned back to the quivering she-cat.
"Hold on a moment." She soothed. Tikal touched her hand to her head, and information flowed into her mind. Random things, like shoes, gloves, houses, and other things came into her mind, and everything fit in. Now most things made sense. Most
"Wait Tikal!" She called as she spun around, snapped back to reality. Tikal was gone, replaced by a dumbfounded and worried Knuckles.
"You okay?" He asked, worried.
"I'm fine, thanks." She said brightly.
Knuckles POV
He watched as the gray cat straightened out her black dress, her jade green eyes shimmering in the sunlight. Her eyes reminded her of Sonic's, but hers looked darker, and prettier. Then, the communicator on his wrist went of, and Knuckles found himself staring at Cream.
"Hi Mr. Knuckles. I met a weird person, but he's friendly, and he claims he has important information for you, me, Sonic, Tails, and three other people."
"But i'm with a friend right now." He said glancing at the gray she-cat.
"Who cares?" Cream said brightly.
"Its a gray she-cat." He muttered to her.
Cream froze, which is weird, because she had an odd expression on her face.
"A gray she-cat. Does she have green eyes like Sonic's?" She asked quickly.
"Yep." He said uneasy. Those were odd questions. It almost seemed like they were talking about the gray cat right next to him, staring awed at the scenery around her.
Cream went of the screen for a second, conversed with another voice, then popped back on the screen.
"My friend asked for you to bring her. Come to my house soon please." She asked, half asking half begging. He couldn't resist the puppy stare, so he said sure, and hung up. Knuckles turned to face his new friend.
"Do you mind going somewhere?" Knuckles asked.
"Nope. Not at all." She said happily. Knuckles was staring to like this cat. She was friendly, energetic, and happy all the time, unlike a certain enchinda right next to her. They started walking down the steps of the shrine, heading down to Cream's house.
"By the way," He asked as they started making their way down the path.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Whats your name." Knuckles asked quizzically. He still didn't get her name yet.
"Oh, sorry." She apologized. "My name is Dovewing, but you can just call me Dove."
