Doo dee doo… finished this a few days ago, rather like how it turned out. Pretty mysterious, I'm sure it'll puzzle you quite a bit.

Thanks for reading, I'd really appreciate a review! @v@

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Miles felt his heart skip a beat as the smoke drifted towards him. A navy blue colour, with a wide pure white grin and glowing eyes. The rest of the smoke seemed to be one colour.

"Surprised to see me?"

Miles didn't say a word. His pulse was still a bit off beat.

"Whats up little guy? Don't you remember me or something?"

Opening his mouth, Miles tried to say something. No words came out; the room was filled with silence.

Then, gathering the strength, Miles blurted "You're not Sonic you foul stinking creep!"

The smoke figured looked up, not expecting this kind of an answer from the fox.

"What makes you say that?" it asked, rather puzzled, as much puzzled as smoke can be, anyway.

"You're just smoke! You cant hurt or do anything!" Miles sounded braver than he was.

The smoke figure chuckled, the sound echoing off the tall walls.

All of a sudden, it seemed as if the smoke exploded from the inside. It spread, everywhere.

Miles began to panic, his eyes darting to and fro.

He heard a voice. It was faint, almost like a whisper.

"Just smoke, eh? You never knew something like me would show up…"

There was a short pause.

"…to save you...?"

Miles couldn't help it. His body was twitching, he felt ice cold and burning hot at the same time.

The whispers continued, like echoes, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

Then, Miles felt sudden relaxation. He felt his body go loose, his eyes close.

And then there was no ground under his feet, no straps holding him tight: he was floating. He opened his eyes, and was nearly blinded by the white light all around him.

He saw blue smoke slowly drift to an empty space (the surrounding area was filled with those) and slowly take the shape of what he'd seen before.

"So, now what would you say to that?" the smoke figure grinned.

Miles remained silent.

"I came out of Sonic to save you. I heard your cries of pain while you where knocked out. Your dreams were filled with them." More grinning.

The smoke spread once again.

Miles remained where he was. His caution was taking the better of him, not knowing what might happen next.

The pain came without warning.

Miles doubled up, his chest in immense pain, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He looked down best he could, and saw navy blue drift out of his chest.

Miles was sweating by now, his lower lip shuddering. He was scared, in pain, and most of all, confused.

A look of deep enjoyment was in the smoke figures eyes. It diffused, yet became more dense. Before Miles knew it, the smoke bolted lightning fast for Miles' chest, and the pain was more than the bravest man could ever bear.

He woke up on the bare floor, back in that room. His fastenings were gone, and in front of him…

…in front of him sat Sonic.

"I thought I'd lost you there, buddy." Came the soothing voice of the blue hedgehog.

Miles stood up, and almost fell back down again as the room began to spin, and that same voice that had belonged to the smoke whispered:

"You're mine now, Miles Prower. You're mine now…"

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Now there's something to confuse you guys until I finish Chap 3. X3

Hehe… think of the title, maybe that'll help a bit.