Hey there guys welcome back to a REAL chapter of the Chaos Games. Sorry I've been gone for so long, schools back up and I'm the new kid in a new school. But I'm back in the game, I've got a new laptop, and I'm ahead of my classes enough to have some time for writing.
Now I know I've already asked for OC's, but I'm going to ask you, the audience, what you want to see next from me. I know I've already mentioned my Shadow's of the Dead series, but what kind of thing do you want to see me write? I began a Fallout themed story, but I've gotten kind of bored with that.
So what do you want to see? I'm going to give a leave it up to you guys.
But for now, Enjoy!
"Empty... Empty... Empty...E- Ooohh! Marmite!" exclaimed the roadrunner as he reached into the cupboard and pulled out the small jar containing the the dark brown spread. He unscrewed the lid and took in a long whiff of it, one of his feet bouncing slightly at its scent.
He was about to stick his tongue in and lick the whole thing up when a voice to the side stopped him.
"What are you doing you pig?" spoke the tan stallion, whose amethyst imitating eyes, her gaze like a knife that sliced the birds nerve in half. She sat in front of a dining room table, he legs on top of it pulling the table cloth slightly towards her.
Jolt tried to seem as tough as he could, but his clear lack of any kind of spine broke through the mask of supposed toughness.
"I-I-I..." he stuttered before clearing his throat and doing his best to stand as tall as he could. "I'm not a pig." he threw back, causing Sino to scoff.
"Put it with the other supplies before you choke on it." she laughed before closing her eyes slightly as she settled into a small snooze.
Despite his obvious loathing for the horse, Jolt complied and made his way to the lounge room, where team 5 was storing most of their supplies. He did so with a wave of curses under his breath. Although he did so quietly, her sharp ears let her know every word. Which only made her smile even more.
Though Jolt, Sino and their partner Asana were officially from the same district, they certainly weren't a team. There was no clear leadership, they argued all most all time, whenever they weren't arguing they were off doing their own thing and they never saw eye to eye when it came to any incident.
They had already lost one member of their team, Vector, who had been killed by a chameleon who none of them knew. Jolt had supposedly seen it all. But neither Sino nor Asana believed him. Appearing out of thin air apparently didn't seem very convincing. Though despite their obvious disbelief, Jolt stood by what he said, knowing that he knew what he saw.
And even though only one of them had been slain it was almost as if they had been cut down to half of their number. If she wasn't in her bed Asana would be gone too. Sometimes they'd catch her climbing back through the window of their base, but she'd just ignore their questions, retreating to her own room where she secretly savored the spoils of her hunting.
And as Jolt was complaining to himself about how Sino ordered him around, Asana was doing just that. She slowly bit into the surface of a muesli bar, quietly peeling back the wrapper as she savored each bite. Archiving the taste. Though she knew that there would likely be someone watching back in the capitol, she couldn't care less.
Her only worry was her own survival. She might have been fine if Vector had made it out as well. He had been like a big brother to her for years. But that was life. You lose people. He was just another one of those people.
She couldn't let emotions stand in her way. Emotions were a barrier. One that needed, and could be traversed with ease. She wasn't there to make friends that she didn't need. She was there to win.
And if she had to horde food from her own team, so be it.
-*Meanwhile*-
Morning. It was about the worst time for Blaze because it meant that she had had the least sleep. She would be the only one up when the sun came up, and then she would be awake the longest for the entire day.
She was used to being up early, only the sun was at least coming up when she did. Now she was up a few hours before it even happened. She had taken the spot that Knuckles had taken from Tikal at the very top of the stairs. She had watched darkness turn to light as the sun rose up to wherever east was.
As she continued to watch the light dance around the lower level windows, her mind drifted to when she had danced with Silver. Ever since the countdown had begun she could not stop thinking about what would happen to what they felt for each other.
(This be a flash back folks!)
She smiled at the memory she held close to her heart. It was back when Shadow had shut himself off form the team after the interview, when the team felt almost divided. It had hit her the worst. She either locked herself away or trained in solitude and silence.
But on the final night before the countdown, she had been awakened by Shadow entering the apartment again. She was about to get back to sleep, wanting to conserve her strength for the following morning, but then she heard someone else enter the apartment.
It was only now that she recognized the footsteps of the black hedgehog, and that the first ones she had heard were not of his own. Carefully she made her way out of bed and watched from her door. She wasn't sure what to feel when she saw Shadow enter Tikal's room. Blaze knew that she had sensed something going on between them, but she had assumed it was just friendship.
But for that moment, she smiled to herself, knowing that as long as Tikal was happy, she would always accept her friends choice. And besides, it was likely that they were going to die the next day, so she might as well let the little echidna do whatever she wanted with whoever she wanted.
The lavender cat had returned to bed, but was awoken a few hours later by a fient tapping from her window. She thought maybe it was just a bird, and that it would fly off soon. But as the noise continued her face soon turned into a scowl, and she found herself leaping out of bed and almost marching across the room, ready to throw back the curtains and give the little bugger the scare of his life.
As she pulled back the curtains however, she found that it was not some little pest that stood there pecking at the window. Instead there stood a white hedgehog, smiling at her from the balcony behind the glass door. He wore a tanned leather jacket with a black shirt, and a pair of camouflage cargo pants. But his smile made the whole picture perfect.
Her scowl quickly turned to a surprised grin, and a light shade of red colored her cheek. She opened the door, the early morning breeze flowing into the room and meeting her with a feint whistle.
Silver stepped back from the door, giving Blaze a chance to stand with him.
"Morning." He said, with that voice that just seemed so happy all the time.
"Hey…" Blaze responded shyly, her golden eyes not meeting with his amber ones.
"Boy am I glad it this was your room, I'd have hated to see Knuckles coming out of there." He joked, receiving a small fit of soft laughter from her.
"I'd say you look good, but I'm assuming that you're pajamas aren't your best clothes." He said with a smirk as Blaze went even redder to the realisation that she had forgotten to put a nightgown over herself.
She turned to go back in to grab it, but felt Silver's hand find its way into hers.
"Hold up," he said, "you like beautiful either way." He said, his smirk turning into a warm smile.
At first she was too nervous to look back at him, but she soon gathered the confidence to at least turn her head slightly to look him in the eye.
"Come here," he said, giving her a gentle pull. "You look like your freezing."
"You think?" she said behind a pair of clenched but smiling teeth as she stepped into a gentle warm embrace.
The two of them stood, there, refusing to drop the other's gaze. They began to lose track of the time, too much time, and The only realized this as Black began to see the tiniest hints of light shine upon Silver's fur.
They looked to the east, over the concrete and steel jungle that was the Capitol, just standing there watching the dawn of the Chaos Games.
"You know," Silver began, "back in 11 we have this tree. This big old apple tree called Saisho no tsu. Our elders say that its been around as long as they have, and there elders and there elders. Some believe that is was the first tree to ever bare fruit in Mobius, and that is why District 11 is the source of all agriculture."
"It sounds beautiful." Blaze commented, still watching the sun rise.
"It's not all that good. Besides… I've seen better looking things." He said, diverting his gaze to the cat in his arms, who met his eyes with her own. And once again her cheeks went bright red.
"It's also said that in my District, when two people kiss under the rays of the new dawn, their love is as endless as the cycle of growth and life that all living things follow."
A brow cocked on Blaze's face, something didn't sound right about that.
"You're making that up." She said bluntly.
Silver almost looked hurt by the comment, but his smile was still present on his face.
"Prove me wrong then."
"And how am I supposed to do that."
He leaned in a little closer. "Kiss me, and see if we don't last forever." He said before he and Blaze both leaned into each other, their lips meeting in a perfect union of love and passion.
They continued to stand there until the sun revealed its full body, and continued its slow march up the sky.
They soon parted, Blaze leaning against the glass door to her room, still looking at her white knight.
"I'll see you out there." She purred.
He placed a hand on her cheek, which she almost leaned into.
"Stay safe Blaze, I'll search for you. And when I find you I will not let go."
"I love you." She practically blurted, but it felt right.
"I love you too." He said, leaning in and kissing her one last time. "Catch you later purr-face." He joked before leaping of the balcony, no doubt down to his own balcony.
And that had been the last time she had seen him. All that she had heard from him was when Tikal brought two swords from his team, meaning he had made it to the cornucopia and survived.
But for now she would keep hoping. Hoping that he would find her. Hoping that he would be with her through the nightmare. Hoping that he would stay with her. Hoping that that story about the tree wasn't a load of crap.
But then she figured just by the way she felt at that moment, she knew the answer to that already.
I'm back baby!
P.S: Saisho no tsu roughly translates to: The first one. I thought it fitting to use Japanese considering it's Sonic and all that.
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