Hey there. This is my first Sonic Fanfic! ^_^ wee! Yep. So. enjoy.
PG-13 for. . .
*Violence
*language
(more may come later.. might turn into an R *shrug* still don't know for sure)
Disclaimer- Sonic isn't mine. None of the characters belong to me. Bah
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CHAPTER ONE
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The wind brushed slowly.
The air tasted sweet. It was neither a good nor a bad sign. It was nights like this that she thought of him. Nights like this that she wished she never knew him.
Along with its manipulating taste, it was warm. How unfair it was for such warm, supple air just seemed to go through her. A shiver flew across her skin as she held her sides close.
It wasn't like she missed him. No. She saw him every day. And it hurt every moment she did. He believed a fake life. A life he never acquired. He lived on, naïve in his own made-up world.
Cold eyes stared at her, although not knowing she was alive. She stared into the sky, gazing upon the shimmering stars above. How unfair it was that she couldn't feel. All that was inside was anger.
Pain.
Sadness.
Her eyes closed, not even sure if she knew she was alive. How did she know? Was she? Or was she a failed experiment. One that wanted nothing more than to live. . . or finally allow death to take her.
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She looked out the window, her eyes deep in thought. She sat there, her legs crossed and her head resting on her hands. A soft sigh left her lips as she took a sip of her coffee.
The fox sitting next to her noticed the pink hedgehog's expression. They were waiting for Sonic. Once again, he was late. Strange, that happening to the fastest hedgehog in the world. Tails shrugged it off. He didn't think that would bother Amy. It HAS been a while since Sonic kept himself single. More and more girls had fallen in love with him of course, and he barely had time for Tails and Amy anyway. Not like he truly made and effort. Sure, Amy was sad the first couple of times, but eventually, she really didn't care. Tails sighed, putting his arm around her shoulder. "What's the matter, Amy? You look sad."
She jumped, looking back at Tails with a gentle look on her face. "Nothing. . . I was just thinking. . ."
He rose an eyebrow. "You're not mad at Sonic again, are you?"
She laughed softly, sipping her coffee slowly. "Of course not, Tails. C'mon. You don't give me enough credit. The last I really gave a damn about him was five years ago."
He sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Then. . . what were you thinking about that made you look sad?"
She looked down at the counter, seeing her reflection on the table. As usual, she was making a big deal over nothing. She closed her eyes and tried not to think. "Don't worry. It's nothing."
Finally, the blue hedgehog walked in, making his way to the table his friends sat at. "What'd I miss?"
Amy snorted, turning away from him. "What do you care anyway?"
Sonic cursed, low in his throat. "God damn, Amy. Are you pissed at me again? What'd I do THIS time?"
She peered over her shoulder, removing Tails' arm from around her. She stood up and smiled weakly. "I'm not mad at you, Sonic." She rubbed her temples slightly. "I think I should go home. . . I don't feel too good."
Tails sighed, getting up. "Want me to walk you home?"
She shook her head. "I'll be fine. See you guys later."
As she made her way out, Sonic pulled out a cigarette, soon placing it between his mouth and lighting it. "What's been up with that girl lately? She's been all. . . serious."
Tails nodded, sitting back down. "I know what you mean. . . I'm pretty worried about her."
Sonic shrugged, leaning back on his chair. "She tell you what's been bugging her?"
"No. . . don't think she will either."
She paced herself slowly, trying to clear her head. She remembered the days of when she, herself, was head over heels for Sonic the Hedgehog. Heh. What an idiot she was. She couldn't believe how long it took for her to realize that nothing would ever happen between them. She was just another crazed fan girl. Sure, he was a good friend when he truly needed to be. . . but those were in very rare occasions. Most of the time, it always seemed to be about him. But, she knew that he didn't mean to appear that way. He DID care for someone. Very deeply. He never mentioned her name to her. but it was obvious that there was another woman that had stolen Sonic's heart.
A large noise was heard behind her. Something of a 'clank'. She looked back quickly, reaching into her pocket. Nothing was there. . . but it was distinct that someone was following her, and not very well. She pulled her hand out of her pocket, taking out her small bottle of pepper spray. She kept walking, shaking the bottle gently. It was empty. Dammit. She knew she shouldn't have let Tails and Sonic use some for their chilidogs last week.
She dropped the bottle on the ground, knowing she had no use for it. Once again, she heard noise from behind herself. She looked back again.
Nothing.
Instead of moving on, she looked at the area behind her more carefully. There was nothing on the sidewalk. She moved her eyes to her sides. The building next to her had an odd shadow placed upon it. But. . . whose shadow did it belong to? She moved her eyes beside her.
Nothing.
She looked back at the wall, seeing that the shadow was gone. She blinked several times, feeling her heart pound quickly. She turned slowly, but before she could take another step ahead, a large creature stood before her. Its arms were raised, its mouth was open, and its eyes were glowing as she felt a warm breath fall upon her face. It's mouth bore razor sharp teeth, most of that were drenched in blood. It growled loudly, and she felt paralyzed.
Dammit, feet. . . move it. .
Her heart beated rapidly, the beast moving closer. It soon lowered its arms, resting them on Amy's shoulders. They felt like blades, cutting through her skin. Still, she didn't move. Her face was white with fear. The only thing she COULD do was close her eyes, which she did. Soon, she felt arms hug her waist, then cold air passing across her bangs and fur. The arms were obviously not of the creature. She wanted to open her eyes. Was she dead? She didn't' smell the horrible stench that odd creature wore, and no longer felt those blades on her shoulders.
What. . . was going on?
She opened her eyes slightly, seeing nothing but a silhouette of a hedgehog. Her eyes blurred. "S-Sonic?" *****************************
SoooOOo. How'd I do? ^_^ Please review. I'm not sure if I should continue.
PG-13 for. . .
*Violence
*language
(more may come later.. might turn into an R *shrug* still don't know for sure)
Disclaimer- Sonic isn't mine. None of the characters belong to me. Bah
*******************************************
CHAPTER ONE
*******************************************
The wind brushed slowly.
The air tasted sweet. It was neither a good nor a bad sign. It was nights like this that she thought of him. Nights like this that she wished she never knew him.
Along with its manipulating taste, it was warm. How unfair it was for such warm, supple air just seemed to go through her. A shiver flew across her skin as she held her sides close.
It wasn't like she missed him. No. She saw him every day. And it hurt every moment she did. He believed a fake life. A life he never acquired. He lived on, naïve in his own made-up world.
Cold eyes stared at her, although not knowing she was alive. She stared into the sky, gazing upon the shimmering stars above. How unfair it was that she couldn't feel. All that was inside was anger.
Pain.
Sadness.
Her eyes closed, not even sure if she knew she was alive. How did she know? Was she? Or was she a failed experiment. One that wanted nothing more than to live. . . or finally allow death to take her.
~~~~~~~~
She looked out the window, her eyes deep in thought. She sat there, her legs crossed and her head resting on her hands. A soft sigh left her lips as she took a sip of her coffee.
The fox sitting next to her noticed the pink hedgehog's expression. They were waiting for Sonic. Once again, he was late. Strange, that happening to the fastest hedgehog in the world. Tails shrugged it off. He didn't think that would bother Amy. It HAS been a while since Sonic kept himself single. More and more girls had fallen in love with him of course, and he barely had time for Tails and Amy anyway. Not like he truly made and effort. Sure, Amy was sad the first couple of times, but eventually, she really didn't care. Tails sighed, putting his arm around her shoulder. "What's the matter, Amy? You look sad."
She jumped, looking back at Tails with a gentle look on her face. "Nothing. . . I was just thinking. . ."
He rose an eyebrow. "You're not mad at Sonic again, are you?"
She laughed softly, sipping her coffee slowly. "Of course not, Tails. C'mon. You don't give me enough credit. The last I really gave a damn about him was five years ago."
He sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Then. . . what were you thinking about that made you look sad?"
She looked down at the counter, seeing her reflection on the table. As usual, she was making a big deal over nothing. She closed her eyes and tried not to think. "Don't worry. It's nothing."
Finally, the blue hedgehog walked in, making his way to the table his friends sat at. "What'd I miss?"
Amy snorted, turning away from him. "What do you care anyway?"
Sonic cursed, low in his throat. "God damn, Amy. Are you pissed at me again? What'd I do THIS time?"
She peered over her shoulder, removing Tails' arm from around her. She stood up and smiled weakly. "I'm not mad at you, Sonic." She rubbed her temples slightly. "I think I should go home. . . I don't feel too good."
Tails sighed, getting up. "Want me to walk you home?"
She shook her head. "I'll be fine. See you guys later."
As she made her way out, Sonic pulled out a cigarette, soon placing it between his mouth and lighting it. "What's been up with that girl lately? She's been all. . . serious."
Tails nodded, sitting back down. "I know what you mean. . . I'm pretty worried about her."
Sonic shrugged, leaning back on his chair. "She tell you what's been bugging her?"
"No. . . don't think she will either."
She paced herself slowly, trying to clear her head. She remembered the days of when she, herself, was head over heels for Sonic the Hedgehog. Heh. What an idiot she was. She couldn't believe how long it took for her to realize that nothing would ever happen between them. She was just another crazed fan girl. Sure, he was a good friend when he truly needed to be. . . but those were in very rare occasions. Most of the time, it always seemed to be about him. But, she knew that he didn't mean to appear that way. He DID care for someone. Very deeply. He never mentioned her name to her. but it was obvious that there was another woman that had stolen Sonic's heart.
A large noise was heard behind her. Something of a 'clank'. She looked back quickly, reaching into her pocket. Nothing was there. . . but it was distinct that someone was following her, and not very well. She pulled her hand out of her pocket, taking out her small bottle of pepper spray. She kept walking, shaking the bottle gently. It was empty. Dammit. She knew she shouldn't have let Tails and Sonic use some for their chilidogs last week.
She dropped the bottle on the ground, knowing she had no use for it. Once again, she heard noise from behind herself. She looked back again.
Nothing.
Instead of moving on, she looked at the area behind her more carefully. There was nothing on the sidewalk. She moved her eyes to her sides. The building next to her had an odd shadow placed upon it. But. . . whose shadow did it belong to? She moved her eyes beside her.
Nothing.
She looked back at the wall, seeing that the shadow was gone. She blinked several times, feeling her heart pound quickly. She turned slowly, but before she could take another step ahead, a large creature stood before her. Its arms were raised, its mouth was open, and its eyes were glowing as she felt a warm breath fall upon her face. It's mouth bore razor sharp teeth, most of that were drenched in blood. It growled loudly, and she felt paralyzed.
Dammit, feet. . . move it. .
Her heart beated rapidly, the beast moving closer. It soon lowered its arms, resting them on Amy's shoulders. They felt like blades, cutting through her skin. Still, she didn't move. Her face was white with fear. The only thing she COULD do was close her eyes, which she did. Soon, she felt arms hug her waist, then cold air passing across her bangs and fur. The arms were obviously not of the creature. She wanted to open her eyes. Was she dead? She didn't' smell the horrible stench that odd creature wore, and no longer felt those blades on her shoulders.
What. . . was going on?
She opened her eyes slightly, seeing nothing but a silhouette of a hedgehog. Her eyes blurred. "S-Sonic?" *****************************
SoooOOo. How'd I do? ^_^ Please review. I'm not sure if I should continue.