The Fury
Sorry for more late-ness. I'm in the middle of mid terms right now so I'm very busy and was suffering from writers block with this one. Heck, I'm suffering from writer's block currently doing chapter six. There's going to be a bit of embarrassing naughty-ness in this chapter. I'm cringing at the thought of posting it. Well, here goes nothin'.
The Fury Ch. 4
It only took a few days for Silver to become integrated into his new life. He rough-housed with the boys, and could crack jokes with the best of them. He loved to stay out at night with Amy and have her teach him about the constellations. Sonic and Knuckles quickly made a game out of throwing objects of varying sizes at him and delighted at seeing him catch them with his ESP. Blaze would be furious is she saw this.
"Come on Knuckles, throw something bigger" Sonic yelled.
"Go ahead" said Silver, "I can handle anything you throw at me."
"Okay," said Knuckles, seeming apprehensive, "I'm warning you."
Knuckles went over and plucked a car-sized boulder from the ground and hurled it at Silver. He braced himself and easily caught it, waving his hand to toss it aside. Amy was in the house and she could hear Sonic and Knuckles whooping and hollering outside. She looked out of the window as Silver caught another boulder. She gasped quietly as she watched him coolly toss it aside again. Finally seeing him exhibit some confidence was highly attractive. Back outside, the boys were all laughing and tussling on the grass. Despite being out numbered two to one, Knuckles repeatedly got the better of both Sonic and Silver. Tails usually stayed out of it, occasionally sticking his foot in and kicking at them if they rolled his way.
"Hey kids", interrupted Amy, "Do we have to give you a time out?"
Later that night, Silver and Amy were sitting at their usual spot looking up at the stars. Amy had hot cocoa, but Silver liked his cold. She had just gotten finished telling him about the North Star's position when a mischievous thought popped into her head. She waited until Silver took a drink out of his glass and then took a big gulp out of hers. When Silver finished she jumped him, pressing her lips to his. Silver made a surprised noise in his throat as Amy forced her tongue passed his lips. It was the most sensational feeling she had ever experienced. Her warm tongue intertwining with his icy cold one was a pleasurable shock to her senses.
It was all too much for Silver, this being his first kiss after all. His body was shaking and tingling all over and he had lost all control over himself. He felt a dull ache in his groin area, and, breaking the kiss, he looked down to see that his penis had prolapsed out of its sheath. This embarrassing development did not go unnoticed by Amy and the both of them went beat red. Amy just sat rooted to the spot, wide-eyed as Silver ran frantically around to the side of the house trying to calm himself down. She decided not to push the issue and went back into the house. She turned in the direction Silver ran and smiled.
"Woof!" she thought as she entered the living room.
Sonic and knuckles were playing video games on the floor. She noticed that Sonic had a Popsicle in his mouth.
"Sonic, it's late," Amy scolded, "you'll never get to sleep tonight"
"His throat's sore", Tails piped in.
"I better not be getting a cold," said Sonic, "I can't stand being sick."
"Well you might be. Just drink lots of water or something," said Knuckles.
Meanwhile, Silver was still outside, slumped against the side of the house. He exhaled heavily before pushing off onto his feet. Having found no other ways of making his erection go away, he had just recovered from manually relieving his desire.
"Whew, much better," he thought to himself, wobbling a little before moving on.
Now that that problem was fixed he now had to deal with the problem of facing Amy again. Whit dread, he quietly crept back into the house. He and Amy avoided eye contact for the rest of the night. Later, when everyone went off to bed, Silver wandered back outside and went to lay down under the big oak tree in the yard. He was so used to sleeping outside that he preferred it over sleeping inside. It wasn't long before he fell asleep.
Sliver sat on the kitchen table talking to Knuckles. They were discussing Sonic's sore throat and this morning he woke up with a slight cough.
"It's so weird," said Knuckles, "He never gets sick, and when he does, it tends to hit him pretty hard."
"He probably just has a cold," said Silver.
"No, that won't do. He was telling me that he wasn't congested at all," interjected Knuckles, "I'm guessing allergies."
"That can't be. I asked him about that and he said he's never had allergies," said Silver, "why would he just all of a sudden get them now?"
"Well, that's not so strange. I've never had allergies either until I came down here from Angel Island," said Knuckles.
"Oh," said Silver as he looked out of the window.
Upon turning back to Knuckles, Silver's eye fell on a horrifying sight. Blood poured profusely from two deep gashes in Knuckles' right arm and part of his neck and chest.
"Knuckles, what happened to you!?" Silver cried in horror.
"What do you mean?" said Knuckles, acting as there was nothing wrong with him.
"You're hurt! You're bleeding badly! We've got to get you to a hospital before you bleed to death!" said a panicked Silver.
"But there's nothing wrong with me," protested Knuckles.
"Please, Knuckles, you'll die!" pleaded Silver.
Knuckles then narrowed his eyes and said, "You're just as close to death as I am."
Silver was taken aback by this statement. Confused and frightened, he began to back away. He felt something wet trickle down the side of his head. He thought he must be sweating, but when he wiped it away, he was shocked to discover that he himself was bleeding as well. He felt around for the source of the blood and found out that one of his ears had been ripped to shreds. Suddenly, something knocked him onto his back. Before he could get back up, he was pushed back down and pinned, his attacker kneeling on his chest. His vision had gone blurry and everything seemed to float. He could not see who it was and it was getting difficult to breathe. His air was then completely cut off as his attacker pressed down hard on his windpipe. As he was suffocated, all that he could hear was "You're just as close to death as I am…You're just as close to death as I am….."
The End. Ah, no, I was just kidding! Cliff hanger! C ya.