Hazen: Welcome back, my Friends.*Grinning* How do you all today? I have another chapter and very eager to show it. And now the Disclaimer: I would like to say that I do not own Sonic and Co. They belong to SEGA. I only own the Plot and any possible O/C Characters.
And now replies for my reviewers:
Dragonrule18 (Prologue, OST, 1[p1] and 2): Thank you so much for the reviews. They really gave me a terrific boost of energy...also a slight case of the waterworks... *Wipes off tears*
MelGamingPlays (Chapter 2): Seems to be a recurring problem with her...but I'm not complaining since it always adds in a bit of humor...
And now for Chapter 3: Care and Trust...enjoy. *Grin and signature salute*
Sonic and The Elemental Chronicles: The Beginning...
Chapter 3: Care and Trust...
Last Night, Time 1:37 A.M...
The night was the time where many beings of any world would rest as they wait for the new day. But right there was one, a female hedgehog, struggling as she pulled with something behind her as she opened the door to her house...
Viewer's POV...
"Whew...finally..." thought Amy, panting as she stepped inside on the wooden floor of the living room. There were a few pieces of furniture, mainly a couch and a flat screen T.V beyond it. There was also a small table where a purple was held a few red roses.
"Now to get him upstairs." She looked at the flight of stairs. Normally, Amy didn't think they were trouble, other than that age-old creaked when stepping on them. But right now, as she lifted the heavy form, they look a little daunting as though they might enjoy giving her a little trip. Determined, she went up.
As Amy carried the figure over her shoulder, trying not to buckle under his weight, she wondered if it was right of her to treat him herself rather than taking him to a hospital but she quickly dismissed the idea. She instinctively felt that he would not feel comfortable around a group of inquisitive and prodding doctors.
Besides other than the few broken bones and burnt wounds, he was not in a serious condition, at least that's what she could see.
She decided to place him on her guest bedroom and treat him there. But first, she proceeded to remove his dirty and singed attire. She'll clean them up after dealing with her guest.
While she removed most of the clothes, she noticed the medallion resting on his chest. Before she removed it from his neck and placed it on the dressing table she looked at it with fascination, especially at the moon and star-like symbol.
"Hmm...I wonder if it means anything..." she thought as fingered the cool metal.
After sometime when everything was done, she walked quietly out of the room. Before shutting the door behind her, she looked at the peaceful, sleeping figure, now wrapped in bandages and a heavy blanket over him, she suddenly felt a smile lifting her lips as she said, "Sleep tight...whoever you are..." and closed the door with a soft click.
New Mobotropolis, Time 7:54 A.M...
New Mobotropolis...a big city protected by a barrier surrounding it's borders and a place where peace and happiness are governed by the House of Acorn with Sonic and the Freedom Fighters. As the people of New Mobotropolis began to bring out their busy lives in the bask of the morning sun, there was one who was not from this city or this world even, waking up from a hammer-induced coma in a pretty yet simple house...
Amy's House, Guest Bedroom...
Viewer's POV...
"Ugh...what the hell just happened...?" thought the figure opened his eyes and squinted when the sunlight from the window, clothed with blue curtains with light pink hearts, behind him beamed at his face. "Feels like I got pounded by one of Gou's Hammer Fist attacks..."
When he got up, as the figure realized that he couldn't see with his right eye, he saw that he was not where he was last night, and as he removed the white bed sheet, he saw he was not wearing his cloak, that he was bare from the waist up and that his medallion was not around his neck. He got up in shock and gave out a yelp of pain.
"What the...where are my...Ow...!" he said, sitting up from a surprisingly comfortable yet small bed and shot a hand to his head in pain; He felt something which was around it and realized that it was a gauze around it, wrapped in a way which covered his right eye also, and looking at his body he saw that his wounds were bandaged. He felt a little better too after an almost full night of rest.
He then looked around and saw that he was in a bedroom. The wall were colored with yellow with green stripes. A full length mirror and a wardrobe stood next to the door. Also a dressing table stood beside the bed, which had photo frames of people he didn't recognize and a clock nailed to the wall, showing the current time. On the table was also his medallion, which he quickly placed back on his neck before thinking.
"Hmm...looks as though someone had the heart to get me to their home to tend my wounds as well as give me a place to sleep." mused the figure as he looked at his bandaged arm and felt the soft bed. "I wonder who would go such lengths to help a complete stranger..."
Seconds passed as the figure thought about that when he suddenly heard the creak of wooden steps. It's sounds as if someone's climbing up a flight of stairs.
"Someone's coming up here..."
He heard the click of the lock and saw the door opening but found himself staring, stunned as he looked at the girl who opened the door...
Visitor's Thoughts and POV...
"Is...is this the angel helped me...?" thought the figure in amazement as he gazed at her. "She's the most beautiful maiden that I've ever set eyes on..."
And indeed she was as he saw with his one, uncovered eye. A little more than half his own height, she had long, pink quills that ran like hair which reached to her shoulders. Her green eyes seem to recall to him the grasslands where children played their games as they seem to give off a bright, cheerful shine.
She had on a red dress with a white trim around the edges, which matched with the headband and the boots that reached up to her knees. She also wore white gloves with thick, gold bracelets on the wrists. He also noticed how the dress to fit a little tight around her shapely body but also felt comfortable...as if it were happy to be hugging her.
To complete the picture, she was carrying a plate with what appeared to be a large stack of fresh pancakes and some coffee as she smiled at him, in a way that made the stars itself feel dull in comparison to it's beauty.
As the pink hedgehog walked over to the bed she began to speak, though he couldn't seem to hear her, as he kept his eyes on her and noticing how graceful and delicate she seem to look. Then he slowly began to notice that she was waving her hand in front of his eyes which brought him back to reality.
Viewer's POV...
"Huh?" said the figure, a little dull-witted as he gave attention to what she was saying.
"Glad I got your attention there." smiled Amy. "I said good morning and thought you might be feeling hungry, so I brought you some breakfast." She ended with placing the plate on his lap and handing him a fork and a spoon.
As soon as the delicious smell drifted to him, his stomach started to growl. Both of them looked surprised at the sound of it. They then looked at each other and after a moment, it caused her to go in a fit of stifled giggles that turned to uncontrolled laughter while he scratched his head as he chuckled, giving out a flush in embarrassment.
"*Giggle* I-I'm so s-sorry I laughed..." she said as she wiped off the tears streaming on her face.
"That's quite all right." he smiled. "I sure you needed that after all the trouble you went through of bringing me to your home and nurse me back to health."
"Well, actually..." she hesitated, rubbing her arm uncomfortably.
"..." he looked back at her quizzically, wondering what's wrong.
She finally took a deep breath, looked him in the eye and said, "...Um...it was really me who...ah...knocked you out in the first place..."
His eyes widen at that statement. "You...?" She nodded nervously.
She then looked shocked at the almost serious look in his narrowed eyes as he seemed to cross-examined her with them. But after a full minute, he smirked and said, "Well, at least that will teach me not to let my guard down next time..."
She couldn't believe at how casual he was brushing off that. "You mean you're not mad?"
"Why should I be?"
"I did cracked your head after all..."
"It was already cracked before you came along..." he pointed out as he smiled softly. "...and you made it up by giving me four walls and a roof over my head, healing me and gave me food without the notion that I could actually be dangerous. So, in a way, I'm grateful. Thank you..."
She gave a brief look of surprise at what he said before giving out a relieved smile to him. "You should eat while they're still hot." she said, gesturing to the plate.
He nodded and turns towards the pancakes. Before he started, he placed his palms together as he closed his eyes and said, "Itadakimasu..."
"Huh? Is he from Earth...?" thought the pink hedgehog as he started to cut his meal with the knife.
As he ate the first bite, he stopped at mid-chew as he savored it before swallowing. "Mmmm..." He then took a bigger piece and ate it.
"You like it?"
"It's good." he said, now practically shoving the food into his mouth. "Best I've ever eaten in a while."
After eating he passed the empty plate to her, "Thank you for the food. I'm really stuffed."
"You want to me remove the bandages now or later?" she asked as she placed the plate on the dressing table.
"Sure." As he pushed aside the sheet to which she proceeded to sit down next to him as she took out her First-Aid box and begin removing the bandages off him.
Amy's Thoughts and POV...
"I wonder who he is?" thought Amy, casually glancing at him as she undo the wrappings around the figure's chest and replacing it with new ones. "He's certainly not from Mobius..."
She observed how he looked like. 7-feet tall with a humanoid shape, night-black skin, featureless face except his mouth and eyes with silver-blue triangular markings and spiked black hair with dark blue streaks which was styled in a ponytail. She was little conscious about how his muscles looked when she looked the healed wounds in his arm...something she didn't seem to notice last night.
When she was done with the right arm and chest, she then moved to the head. When unwrapping she saw that there the swelling around has almost disappeared. Removing what was left around the right eye, revealing the now healed scar, she looked at it wide eyed when she saw the eyes were in different shades of color.
"How pretty...they look like a two gemstones, a sapphire and a ruby..."
Viewer's POV...
She snapped out of her daze when he asked, "How much do you know about healing?"
"Just what I need to know."
"And how am I?"
"Well, I think you look very strong judging by the muscle tone, and your hairstyle's pretty cool and your eyes..."
"Uh...I meant about my condition?" he said, giving her a confused expression though he seem to be a little flushed too.
"Oh..." said Amy, blushing at how stupid she was as she realized what she said with the force of like one of her own hammer blows. "Well, you wounds are cured and the fractures are just about mended. It's a good thing that the forest around New Mobotropolis grow herbs. They really helped a great deal, especially with the bones."
"I can see that..." he said as he tested out his arm and, though it ached, it didn't hurt much.
He then noticed at how she was looking at him and he guessed that she had a few questions for him, starting with the most obvious one he supposed. "Do you want to ask me who I am?"
"How did you know that?" she asked as she looked nonplussed at how he read her mind.
"Looking at you, you looked practically bursting with questions."
Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. "I'll tell you what." he said as he smiled. "I'll answer what I can but not in whole. And for every one I answer I'll ask a question of my own. Is that okay to you?"
She considered it and nodded okay. "Where are you from? Earth?"
That surprised him. He thought that she would ask his name first. "No..." he said. "It's planet similar to this but from another realm. Where am I?"
"New Mobotropolis, Mobius." said Amy, also anticipating that he would have asked her name from her and surprised he didn't. "What happened to you last night?"
"...That's something I choose not to tell...for now." He noticed how she seemed to pout a little when he evaded that question. Cute... "What were you doing at that time?"
"I was just...searching for someone." she said, blushing a little more as she did, making the figure wondered if she had a relationship with anyone. "How old are you?"
"21 years. You?"
"18. Do you like..."
This went on for sometime as they both lost track of the time with getting comfortable with each other. Both of them asking major questions to trivial ones and sometimes personal ones from each other. Him dodging some questions while she did the same.
After a while, they both seemed to realize that neither of them asked the other's name. They didn't know why but they seemed to feel that particular question will be asked and answered when they feel that they're ready to. When they feel that they could trust each other.
Still going on with their questions, Amy suddenly realized that time was slipping by. It was now 11:28 PM when she gazed on the digital wall clock at the dressing table.
"Oh, would you look at the time..." said the shocked Amy as she quickly got up from the bed. "I have to get going."
"Where to?" asked the figure curiously.
"Just promised to meet up with my friends somewhere. So, I have to leave pretty soon." She then picked up the plate, the cup and the silver cutlery and began to go to the door.
Though that made him feel a twinge of disappointment, he thought it best that if he left on his own way right now too.
"In that case, I'll leave as well. It's time I went off anyways..." he said as he also got up from the bed. When she heard what he said as she opened the door, it brought her to a standstill. And then she turned around to face him with a blank expression on her face. The moment he said that, Amy felt some kind of urge. She didn't understand it but it felt that she didn't want him to leave. At least not yet.
Not noticing how she was looking at him, he began to look around the for his clothes as she followed him with her eyes, which seem to gained a strict glint in it.
When he realized that his clothes were not here he asked, "Hey, do you know where are my..." he turned to look at her and was a more than a little shocked at the look she gave him. Surprisingly, the first thought that ran through him was, "She's looking at me exactly the way how she would look when I..."
Before finishing that thought, the next thing he knew was that he was being roughly pushed back by a pair of white gloved hands and on to the bed.
"Hey, what are you-?!"
"You're not going anywhere mister!" said Amy bluntly, looking at him almost angrily.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean...that until I'm sure that you're completely alright, you are not going to leave this house until I say so. Do I make myself clear?"
The figure suddenly felt steamed at being ordered like this wanted to object. But when she saw that she didn't get an immediate answer to her order, there seemed to be a dark aura hanging around her as she loomed closer to him with a deathly gaze on her eyes, he stopped.
"If looks could actually kill, I think I'd be dead on the spot right about now..." he thought as he shuddered.
"Do I make myself clear...?" she asked in a voice that made his blood run cold as she bought out her Piko Piko Hammer and lightly tapping it on her palm.
Not wanting to get his head broken a third time he nodded, speechless and in shock at how frightening she looked.
"Good. I'm glad you decided to stay." said Amy brightly, abruptly reverting back to her previous cheerful self.
Somehow, the way how she turned from a caring angel into a scary one and back again, seemed to remind him more and more of his little sister; At how she seemed to worry for him, even more than his parents and how she always seem to cheer him if he was sad or angry. She was his best friend.
And as he looked at her, he was suddenly struck about how similar his sister and the pink hedgehog were; Both had loving and gentle aspects, both had a kind of happy aura and an ethereal beauty when you could gaze into their face, their eyes especially, and both of them turn into terrifying forms when angered but that he realized was when they didn't want anyone to suffer or be in pain. His sister was a person he trusted.
He then, ironically, expected to see his sister behind those jade green eyes and he grasped that too.
When he was hit by this realization, he did something he didn't do for a while...he laughed to the surprise of the female before him. He laughed and laughed till tears fell off his eyes. When he was done, he looked straight at the girl's face, who had a look of astonishment as she cocked her head to her side, questioning to herself why did he laugh right now.
Answer to her unspoken question, "Don't worry, I wasn't laughing at you. You just reminded me of someone I care about...", he said, giving her a great, big happy grin.
She didn't know why but seeing him smile like that bought a picture of her own Sonic. How he would always seem to smile at everything, like hanging out with his friends happily, annoying the hell out of his enemies with his wisecracks and especially when munching on his favorite chilli dogs, she thought with a smile.
But the only one smile she really treasure is when he smiled at her, during those rare times when he seem to enjoy being with her, even if it was for little while before he ran off from her again as he talked, laughed with her and smiled that wonderful, carefree grin of his, feeling all her worries and fears just melting away as she looked at him. Sonic always gave off that effect.
And now seeing how the figure seemed to smile like the blue wind, someone she trusted with her very life, is what spurred her on asking him the question,
"What's your name?"
The figure's eyes widen a bit as he asked this but still gave off that grin as he said, "Dusk...what's yours?"
"Rose...Amy Rose." she replied as she gave off a smile off her own when suddenly she realized that she had somewhere to be as she saw that she was almost gonna be late.
"Uh oh...looks like I have rush quick if I'm going to be there in time." said Amy quickly as she began to step out. "Oh...and about your stuff..." she pointed, "...are in that closet over there, all clean and folded. See you later, Dusk. It's nice to meet you..." And with a smile, she went and closing the door with a sound click.
Looking back at the door, he gave out soft sigh as he crossed his behind his head and rested it the pillow. After a moment, he began to feel sleepy again.
Before drifting off, his mind bought the face of the pink hedgehog, smiling while he did so.
"Amy Rose huh?..."
Slowly, he closed his eyes and relax as he went to sleep.
"...It's nice to meet you too, Amy Rose..."
Hazen: And there it is. Do you like it? If you do, review when you're done reading. I'll be greeting you all with a new chapter with me soon...*Grinning*
Until then, Farewell my Friends...*Signature salute*