Sonic groaned and reached out for Amy. When all he felt was cool sheets he wondered if he'd just dreamed it. But I couldn't have. It was too…real to be a dream. "Amy?" he called.
No answer.
He stood, a little worried now. Pulling back the sheets, he noticed the small blood stain that had come when he'd… Oh, God! Did I hurt her? Is that why she left?
He staggered, a little unsteady having just woken up. He walked to the stairs and looked over the railing. She wasn't on the couch. Now Sonic was really feeling worried. Where'd you go, Amy? He went back into the bedroom and pulled on his shoes and gloves. He went to the stairs and was about to walk down, but decided against it, not wanting to waste any more energy than what was needed. He pulled himself up and slid down the banister, landing smoothly.
He walked into the kitchen, flipped on the lights, and hissed when the sudden brightness stung his eyes. He looked around, not noticing the small paper folded neatly on the table. "Amy?" he called again.
His stomach turned when he walked into the kitchen after searching every room. He sat down at the table and saw the paper just as he was putting his head down on it. He snatched it up quickly and scanned it.
Sonic,
Please don't be too angry with me for leaving. I don't really see any other way to…to finish this. I'm so sorry, but that plan I told you before? Wait until Eggman blows himself up? Well…it was a lie.
There was a tear stain there, Sonic noticed. What was her real plan, then? Kill herself? Sonic read on to find out, gasping in shock.
Knuckles told me just how fast I ran when I got you out after…you got hurt. I was so scared at the time that I guess my legs just moved. I know they won't this time, not after I do something as horrible as what I'm planning. Oh, Sonic…I'm going to kill him by blowing up that laser he has. It'll probably kill me too, but…I guess no one'll really mind.
Sonic's heart started pounding in his throat. What is she saying? She can't die! Everyone'll miss her! He read on.
No, I know some of you guys will miss me, but it's really for the better, Sonic. With Eggman and me gone, you can do more. Really have that freedom you want and deserve. I love you, Sonic. More than I can ever say, write down, anything. I just truly, dearly love you. I just wish…
There was another tear stain there. Sonics eyes were starting to blur with his own as the dream came back to him. Amy and Eggman dying, him not being able to do anything. He shook his head, and pushed himself to continue reading.
I just wish you loved me, too. Be careful with freedom, Sonic. It's a double-edged sword. Tell the others…Tell them I'm sorry for lying to them all. Because I am. I'm so sorry, but I just couldn't think of anything else to do, I still can't. I have to go now, Sonic. Never forget me, is all I ask. Never forget last night.
Love always,
Amy Rose
Sonic hands trembled and he fought himself from tearing the letter apart. You can't leave me, Amy! I do love you! He stared at the paper and pressed it on the table, smoothing out the wrinkles he'd put in it. "I love her," he whispered. He jerked when the door slammed open.
"Sonic! Sonic? What are you…I thought you were the one who…Why would Amy take one of my planes?"
Sonic stared at Tails, dumbfounded. "Amy took one of your planes?" he asked dully.
Tails moved a little closer. "Yeah," he said slowly. "Sonic, are you feeling okay?" Sonic shook his head and handed Tails the paper. His eyes widened in shock. "NO WAY! But Amy wouldn't…What happened last night?"
"None of your business," he replied harshly, then winced. "Sorry, Tails."
"N-no, it's o-okay." He handed the letter back. "She can't die," he whispered. "She just can't!" he almost shouted. Tails grabbed the phone and dialed Knuckles' number. "Amy's gone to get herself killed!" he shouted when a groggy Knuckles answered. "Get over here, now!"
"Tails, what's--" was all Knuckles could say before the phone was slammed down on the other end.
"What's going on?" Rouge asked beside him.
"All he said, yelled, was that Amy's gone to kill herself, and that we should get over there. Now."
She threw back the blankets. "Then what are we doing here? Let's go!"
"You might want to get dressed, first." He yelped when he was hit in the head with his own shoe. "Okay, I get the point. No more smart remarks."
She nodded and laughed, using her sonar to guide herself to her clothes in the dark, not bothering to turn on a light. "Hurry up, Knucklehead," she said, throwing his other shoe at him. "We need to find out what's going on."
Yes, I'm cutting it off here. Sorry people! But these last few chapters will be my shrtest!
Tear...
Get over it.