Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic&Company. Not one bit of it.
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As the sun was setting, a light fog had started to envelop the land.
Esmeralda sat, her eyes closed and wheezing, as if the moist air had bothered her lungs. When her eyes opened Tails was relieved to see that the red glint that had shown her anger had dimmed, showing no emotion, only uncertainty.
He sat near her and she looked up, her breathing still harsh, "Tails, please tell me more about him. I know that I shouldn't have gone out like that on him, but his attitude… I don't like it. The smugness, the overconfidence, I can sense it all. If only he showed some respect… Most people respect me because of the hardships I face, saying how strong I am to resist my father, and as most say to be living with such a harsh 'disability' as my breathing. Then he mocked me, mocked us. I know most have been skeptical but those with open minds… minds that knew your parents… I just can't stand it! Why, why didn't he know about me? Tails you know how dangerous it is for me around people who don't know me… or judge me because of my father."
Her voice was racked with held back sobs, "I don't like hurting people but to preserve my honor I need to show that I am strong, not some weak little girl! I don't like the way I can cause such destruction, think about if my dad got a hold of the Chaos Emeralds and controlled me! There would be no match. People want to use me to achieve their goals."
Sonic sat up, recovered from the shock but still in pain, blood seeping from the wound, "Who are you? What do you mean?"
Esmeralda stiffened, "Um, my story is kind of personal. But I guess I can say this, I am so sorry. I really hate hurting people; I just don't like to be judged. And the way you spoke… in that attitude, well, aggravated me. I am very sensitive to the world around me, especially to living animals. I know this may sound this may sound bratty, but I should be respected. I have heard your name being passed around, and, well I just don't think I can tell you that much about me. What I can say is, my mom is from earth, and I am a princess of earth because of her, I have a problem with breathing, but this just proves why I need respect. I have done so many things!"
Tails started relaying information about everything about Esmeralda, including some of her nicknames like Ese and Ezzy.
By the time he stopped talking about her father, two figures came running up in the distance: Amy and Cream.