Amnesia
By Milli Jasamine the Cat
Chapter Nine
Trek
Amy discovered she hated walking through the woods at night.
Everywhere she went, it felt as if something was watching her back, waiting to dive out of nowhere and attack her, and although she knew she'd be well protected by her Piko Piko Hammer, it still made her nerved. The pink hedgehog hadn't been able to pack any kind of coat or jacket either, and she was very, very cold.
The hills in the forest were steep, and her feet soon became worn out and tired. But she had to keep going. She had to keep going. Hardship. Suffering. This would help her remember why nothing seemed to add up, why she just couldn't figure anything out.
A root seemingly appeared out of nowhere; stumbling over it, the pink hedgehog let out a yelp as she slammed into the ground with a loud thud. Stifling tears, Amy pushed herself back up, wincing – had she injured her leg? – and continued onward.
It felt like years passed, but it could have been minutes. She had no watch; how was she to tell the time? All she knew was she had to keep going…
…keep going…
As she walked, Amy tried to remember. She strained her mind so hard she almost tripped over a stone in her path. She tried so hard that it hurt; jolting bursts of pain, almost like lightning, were shot throughout her whole self-consciousness, and she shivered.
"Why…" she mumbled under her breath. "Why can't I remember?"
Go over what you know. Go over what you can remember.
"Sonic…he was a big part of my life. He was cocky and reckless, but adorable and wonderful too. That's really all I remember…"
There's got to be more, Amy. There's got to be.
"Well, I suppose that Antoine's accent sounded a little familiar when I first heard it…"
Good…
"Cream's voice was awful familiar too…"
Yes, yes…
"And so was seeing Blaze."
…is that it?
"Yes, I think that's all."
Well, that's not much to go off of, now is it?
Amy kicked a rock; it went flying and skidded into a nearby bush with a clump. Soft tears crept into the corner of her jade green eyes as she started to cry. "It's not like it's my fault I can't remember anything! Heck, I can't even remember why I can't remember!"
The hedgehog could practically see her mind rolling its eyes. Good gracious. You're terrible, aren't you? So grumpy…and what a pessimist!
Whacking herself in the side of the head, Amy placed one gloved hand on the side of the rough tree bark and sighed. Would anything ever go right? Everything she tried failed. It was awful. Terrible.
She needed to sit down.
The grass was damp and cold, squishing slightly under the hedgehog's weight. The bottom of her dress was getting wet, but at that moment, Amy didn't care at all. Her legs were aching – she clearly needed a rest.
Grabbing a handful of the wet, sticky grass next to her, the pink hedgehog squeezed it, feeling its coolness refreshing her in a way nothing else had in a while. She sighed, letting her head tip to one side, and slowly falling asleep.
As she slept, Amy dreamed.
She dreamed of an infinite blackness that swallowed her up and made her think things, things she didn't know why she was thinking, or where they were from.
Eggman! Why do you have to be such an idiot and destroy these people's lives? And why did you have to roboticize Sally? Sure, she was Sonic's girlfriend, but…she was my friend too!
Where were these thoughts coming from?
Aww, Blaze! You may put on a mask of indifference, but I know who you like! Nothing can ever escape me!
Wait…what? Why was she thinking –
Oh, look at the beach! It's so beautiful! I'll just take a little peek before I start my feigned amnes – whoa, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhh!
An immense pain shot throughout all of Amy's body as she floated in the blackness, and the pink hedgehog winced in pain, feeling as if she was going to die from the pain dancing through her body.
"HELP!"
Her eyes snapped open, wide and panicked, and slightly teary. Amy reached one gloved hand up to her forehead, and sighed, brushing away the tears. She was still leaning against the tree, and, with a sigh, began to rise; immediately she fell back to the ground, realizing that her legs were too shaky to stand.
And she was hungry. So, so hungry.
Amy's jade green eyes darted around haphazardly, wildly, looking for anything to fill the large, empty cavern that was now her stomach. A bright blue flower caught her eye, and she snatched it. It was coarse, and almost leathery to the touch.
But what if it's poisonous? the back of her mind screamed. What if you die when you eat it?
So…hungry…the other part of her mind choked out. Don't…care. Need…food. And why would it be poisonous anyways? You're so pessimistic, Amy.
The hedgehog sighed, her hand shaking slightly, as she lifted the flower and brought it to her lips. It felt as if it was some sort of cardboard, but it was edible. And edible meant she could eat…
Amy tentatively took a bite. It wasn't bad…it tasted a little bit like strawberries, except really leathery strawberries. The hedgehog took another bite, and another, and yet another, until about half of the flower was gone, and the tentative part of her mind backed off, no longer believing the flower could cause her any harm.
That was until the cramps started to come.
They shot throughout her body as if she had been struck by lightning; pain flashing every which way, Amy couldn't even find the energy to scream. Her pupils went small, and she clenched her fists and eyes closed, rocking back and forth in a ball on the ground. The remains of the now-crushed blue flower fell out of her fist. Short breaths escaped her mouth; quick, short breaths.
In, out, in, out, in, out, in, out
In, out
In, out
In, out
In…
…out
Her breathing began to get shallow. With one final breath, Amy opened her mouth and let out a terrible, pain-struck scream that would have killed a lesser creature upon hearing it. The pink hedgehog clutched her stomach, letting out small whimpers as she did so.
I told you so, the back part of her brain taunted.
And then the world went black.
AN: CLIIIIIIIIIIFFHANGER! What will happen with Sonic and his gang when they discover this terrible factoid? Is Amy gone for good?
You will find out…in Chapter Eleven, most likely! Because Chapter Ten will just be a lot of travel and talk! Yay! *shaky smile* Anyways, I hope you liked the new chappie! :)
Reviews are HIGHLY appreciated. ;)
~Milli