Thank you Pyroboy5000, for favoring my story. Sorry for the long wait -_-'

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Um… Yea… I'm sorry for the long wait. I suppose Writing more than one story is too much for me, but now I found out I don't get out the house anymore so I can write this. Sadly, I didn't find out soon enough. Anyway, I wonder how long it's going to take me to make this one chapter…. I was hoping one day. So hmmm. We left off with Amy and Death, didn't we?

Scary things huh? ... I like scary things

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So I suppose I should just say, I was here, walking with the Death God… asking him multiple questions. Luckily for me, he answered them all. I assume I just wanted to know more about where I was.

The Underworld.

This Hell.

I didn't find it scary, nor did I find it comfy.

"And this is where we kill all the devils or angels that disobey me." The Death God said, a huge grin widening when he saw my face.

Who am I kidding, I find this place terrifying.

"I- I don't understand. Why would you do something like that?" I asked. I could never comprehend the thought of killing.

"Geez, you sure are full of questions today, aren't you?" I didn't reply. That would send us off in another conversation, and I wanted to know. He sighed once more. "Once you become a devil, or if you're a wondering angel, you must be to the least bit of evil. If you are not evil, you cannot be a devil."

"Oh… I see." I said, lowly. It saddened me… The thought of dying I mean. Wait… No… I don't fear Deaf, and never shall.

I just… wonder sometimes…

"Did you know, if you kill a devil a certain way, they can either rebirth as an angel or a human?"

"Something in the manner I suppose. But it doesn't always go that smoothly. I've also heard if the performance isn't done right, they can also just… Well, I believe die isn't the right term. But I do know they will be whipped away from existence, never to see, breath nor think ever again."

"Seems like you know your stuff sweetie, but I wouldn't call it a performance. If I want that to happen, so be it."

"But why would you wish that upon anyone?" We started walking somewhere else.

"Look honey, I am The Death God. Now, let us move forward from this conversation." Ah.

"I suppose I should've thought of it in your terms of perspective instead of my own." I've notice the difference in his speaking. Usually, he only speaks in a casual tone, but this time he sounded more like a God… Or maybe I'm just overlooking this.

"Yes, next time, please think instead of asking me." That was rather rude. Though…

"I suspect you are right. Need not I ask for anymore answers from you without thinking thoroughly through. I apologize."

"Apologize? I must take you away from me now. You are getting a little of my evil rubbed off on you."

"New vocabulary does no harm to my pure soul, no worries. I suppose I just wanted to hear the word in my voice."

"You use the word 'suppose' a lot. Have you noticed?" He asked, slightly looking forward, but down at me. His eyes were calm and smooth.

"I would have never fathomed a voice like that from the God of Death." He laughed.

"Answer my question, Life."

"I sup- I do. I know it also. It's because I wonder a lot. I do not, and most likely will not understand most of the things around me. Sometimes I think about Death and how I'm not afraid, but, for now, I don't understand fear. So until the point of Death comes, I have to wait for the feeling."

"You sound as if you gave up on the whole competition. If you have, I don't mind, go ahead." He put both of his arms and put them behind his head, as if that was going to be his pillow while he was walking. I did the same, and tried to act more like him. It felt funny.

"I never said anything about giving up on the competition. Trust me sweet cakes, I'm going to give everything I got on the- the…" I started bursting out laughing and so did he.

"Did you just call me sweet cakes? To the Life and Amid God, you are just one crazy person." He looked so happy. This feeling that angels feel… I wonder if he can also feel it. I hoped. "Honestly, I don't understand you."

"That's the point." I said while turning around, walking backwards. For some reason, it felt like a girlish thing to do. Maybe it was. It seemed like I just wanted to make him happy. I didn't really understand the feeling, yet I felt it before, a lot too.

This all going my mind until I ran into someone. Something hard too.

"Excuse me, watch your way. Next time I wont-" It was Death's protector, Tails, was it? My eyes started to glow and my cheeks were forming a small blush. I was embarrassed, do not get me wrong.

"Ah- AH! I'm very sorry, please forgive me. Next time I'm sure-" I couldn't finish because two fingers were placed on my lips. Tails was about the same size as I was; maybe I was a few inches taller. I blushed, because no one has ever done this to me before. Though thinking now for some reason I can picture The Death God doing that… Death… Before I could even think about mentally slapping myself for thinking that, Tails started to talk.

"Oh, hey Amy. How yea doin'?" He was nice… Though, maybe he's just like that to me. He can't be nice because of what I just encountered. I mean, wouldn't the Death God already kill him?

I think too much.

"H-hi." I noticed Jane was with him. She seemed happy. I supposed she should've been since she doesn't really get to hang out with anyone but me.

"Nice choice of words." Both the Death God and my protector said. It seemed she was acting more like a devil every day. I would never suppose that The Death God was acting more like an Angel, even though I heard a different voice from him and soothing eyes.

"Jane, please rephrase your words. I would not like you talking that way to me for it is rude, and as my protector, you should, and will know better." Though some people may not have understood what happened, I was positively sure Jane and I understood.

I couldn't have Jane acting as a devil, or at least while she was my protector. I didn't want her thinking or saying anything that would get her closer to a devil's rank. I needed her purity to stand with me until… yes, let's stop there.

But then you may argue that I was just a moment ago acting as a devil. Excuse me, but I had to act like a devil for a contest, or at least dress like one. For that matter, I can change my view upon being a devil and an Angel easily. I was made by a God, more to say The Life God, so I completely understand.

Why did I put a lower rank when I said devil… Devil, Amy, Devil. I suppose, a little bit inside we're the same.

It was silent for a moment but I knew that soon the silence would break.

"Damn, is it just me, or did the room get tense?" And there it goes; the silent breaker.

"It was not just you, my dear friend Miles. I also felt the mute tone in the room." Geez, they were so rude. Did they not know that we were inside the same place they were footing?

"Please." I said, aggregated. I put my hand up to tell them hush. Jane looked at me, as if she had the right to be mad, but I just stared her down… More liked glared of you looked through it with Jane or anyone else who saw my facial expression.

"I'm sorry." She said, as if her cheeks were going to puff up and explode. "I won't talk back to you in such a manner anymore. I will watch myself." She looked more truthful as she reached the end.

"I understand if this is how you really feel. Just don't start off by the wrong foot again. Shall we go through the passage of Hell and see the Amid God again? Because I won't wait one heart beat to take you back to Heaven so you can regain whatever you just lost." Jane and I smiled. Not many people could understand the caring words that I just stated.

"Which reminds me," The Death God started, "I don't suppose I should be keeping you any longer. You need to get started with your challenge with Death." It's supposed to be funny, because he used the word suppose. I smiled at that.

"I suppose I shall. Though I don't really know how to start… I started off with a bad greeting…"

"A bad greeting? Did he even greet you?" Tails asked.

"Not in any circumstances in my book. He was with another woman, Rouge was her name?"

"Ah…" Tails started.

"I understand. I will have a little talk with her about bad timing."

"Don't worry on that note. I've already made my thought clear to her. I don't think she will try anything with me unless she wants to pick a fight she would loose."

"Did she slap you?" Both Tails and The Death God seemed curious on this.

"Tried to, you should say. Death looked surprised, but to me the slap seemed slow."

"Ah, I see, she tried to slap our Death God right here and I. Once she put her hands on me she saw a whole new Hell, or whatever Sonic put her through. Oh yeah, and don't call him Death. Tell him I gave you the right to call him Sonic. It'll get on his nerves if you do so."

"Only when needed. I give you my thanks."

"Don't. I won't take anything I don't need." I suppose Tails acted a little Like the Death God, but a spiteful Angel at the same time.

"I understand." Though I suppose the Death God does act like that most of the time.

"How I would love to keep you from your assignment, but that is not my task." I blushed, out of embarrassment. No, not because of when he said he'd love to keep me all day (Okay, maybe I'm pushing it there) But because I forgot my own task. Oh, I couldn't tell him that though. I just needed something from him.

"Oh, but I need the-" The Death God interrupted me.

"The scroll, I know."

"Oh… yeah." I stared at him in bewilderment. I didn't know what to say because he stopped me. He smiled at this, as my face began to flush more.

"But that's not the reason why you blushed, is it?" He got me. I didn't like this though. It was either that he was picking on me, or he got the wrong idea. I don't know which one I'd rather it be at the moment. I had to comment though, my time was limiting.

"Let us take are leave now. Every moment we speak we waste. Let's not waste, shall we?" He laughed at my comment, maybe because I didn't answer his question.

"We shall. Now Tails, I take it that you are going to spend the rest of your night with this girl?"

"Please, don't get us wrong, we are just friends. Friendly protectors you can say." Jane answered. Tails nodded as an agreement. I bowed my head at Tails and Jane to take my leave. I grabbed The Death God by his hand and lead him the way we came. He stumbled at first but then caught his footing. Once we were far away from where we were just standing, I let go of his hand.

"Jeez." He started, cracking his fingers with the hand that I wasn't holding. I didn't really squeeze his hand did I? "Thank you for guiding me?"

"No need." I said, out of habit. He gave me a scripture which I suspected it to be the scroll he was mentioning. I was about to go in to a thanks, but he spoke first.

"Now, let me lead you inside." I decided not to speak until we got inside this large… castle house. Well, for explanation reasons let me say this. This, from the outside looked like a mansion, which some would say it is, but it's kind of different. It is like a Church, but a Church is where you worshiped the Life God. This was where they worshiped there God at. This also happens to be where Death copes. You may think it looks small from the description, but in reality, as I stated in the beginning, a castle house. This was about the size of a huge castle church.

"Here we are." The Death God said. I snapped back into reality. We were in front of a huge door… Deaths room. He also opened the door for me, not knocking of course.

"Thank-" He slapped me hard on my butt. Really hard, I promise you. "Nya!" I said, jumping forward. My face flushed to the fullest extent. Not because of what The Death God just did, (I was expecting it sooner or later) but because Death saw everything.

"No problem." He said, closing the door.

Damn him!

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I was going to end it there but I might as well…

I was just relaxing in my room until someone opened the door. I rapidly turned my head to see who it was.

"Thank- Nya!" Her face was flushed as she jumped forward, both hands on her ass. She looked back at "my God" as he said,

"No problem." He closed the door on her.

She just stood there, as if she didn't know what to do. I sat up, patted my bed and she reluctantly came, and sat. Why? Maybe because she didn't know what to do. She sat with her hands on her lap, on the side of my bed so she could put her feet on the ground. Maybe so if I tried to do something, she could get up a bit quicker. Though, maybe she didn't know about my speed.

I decided to do something I read in a book about angels. Make them feel comfortable, they're gullible. So I patted her on her back.

"Is he an ass?" I asked her in a comforting voice. She nodded. This was more entertaining than it looked. I was about to go into rubbing her back but she got up. Her face still a little flushed she walked in front of my bed. She held her hand out and a scroll appeared. Opening it was like a dream. It was as if she flexed her body around... not needed to do so though. It was as if the scroll wrapped around her, but then she threw it on me.

"Just to let you know, I'm not a gullible Angel."

"Someone's in a bitchy mood today." I smirked. She ignored me as she came closer, but don't get the wrong idea, we just needed to look at the rules.

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Sorry I couldn't make Sonics a little… a lot longer, but I wanted to put this chapter up. The next chapter? After my other story, The Death of Wisdom. The Death of wisdom should come up quick but this one… won't take as long… anywhoaway, thanks for reading, review or something please!