A/N: I'm really sorry it took so long to update! R&R!

D: 1st chapter

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Sonic's POV

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LOVE KILLS
CHAPTER 4 : Migraine

Have you ever had this…feeling…when something's going bad and you can't do anything about it? Probably not. Sure, I can save the world, but when one of my friends gets kidnapped, I'm useless.

"Tails!" I shouted to the young orange fox. His head was slumped forward onto the keyboard of the computer he'd been typing at for hours, his arms making a makeshift pillow. He didn't move. Sighing, I slowly helped him to his room. He won't remember anything in the morning. He never has.

Three days since…

I wonder where Knuckles is; doesn't he care? He said he'd be looking around for Rouge, to see if he could get something out of her. I don't trust her as much as Knuckles seems to. C'mon, she just switched to our side at ARK to get her white hide saved!

This is really eating me out. I feel so…guilty. What if I had woken up a bit sooner? I could've saved her. What if…what if… When that's not going through my head, those damned robots are.

I have to get out of here. Running through the door, I know what I'll see when I get out. Amy running towards me, arms flailing.

Except it won't be real.

Jumping on the train to Station Square, I curl myself into a little ball, trying to shut out all of the thoughts pounding through my mind. I can't; it's useless.

It's Shadow all over again, I'll tell you that. If I'd only hovered a little more out, I could've saved his life.

If I only woke up a little bit sooner, Amy would be at my side, tugging at my arm, begging me to come with her and go shop. A bitter sob escapes my mouth before I can stop it. Oh, well. I'm so sick of putting up this invulnerable image for everyone else. I can bleed; I can suffer.

Can't they tell?

I'm a person, just like them. Just because I have powers that everyone else can't have doesn't mean that I can't feel. I wish that I couldn't.

I wouldn't be here, I'd be alone, and Robotnik would've died at my hands years ago.

When I think of it, I wish I would've let the "hero" part of me go to my head. It would've been so much easier.

The train jerks wildly. I curse as something flies out of the overhead compartment and whacks me in the head. How ironic. I reach down and gasp in surprise.

A emerald. It's one I've never seen before. It's a dark emerald. Funny…almost black but as I hold it to the window, it's a deep blue. Maybe I'm not thinking straight, but it seems to have the essence of…power.

Use it, a voice hisses in my ear. I turn wildly around.

NO, shouts another voice.

I grab my bag as the train stops to the first stop, nowhere near Station Square. When the little Sonics start talking amongst themselves, it's definitely time to bail.

On a second thought… I grab the dark blue emerald and fit it into my knapsack. Maybe it'll come in handy.

Maybe not.

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2 hours later…

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OW, OW, OW!

My head is throbbing like crazy. This stupid migraine started as soon as I picked up that stupid emerald.

Okay kids, want to see the new Sonic? Blaming a migraine on a emerald. Ha… I flick another Tylenol down my throat. It's about my fifth. Plopping down on a nearby bench of this city – I don't even know what it's called… - I prop my feet up on the bench sides. People passing by give me dark looks. I couldn't care less. Don't think I could sit up even if I wanted to with this migraine. My pulse is pounding too.

It stopped…everything. My head AND my pulse. I stand up.

What?

And disappear through the crowd.

What's happening?

My emerald eyes scan through the crowd.

I can't move…

And fall on a female yellow hedgehog with navy blue eyes. Black streaks run through her quills, which are pulled into a ponytail that falls a few inches below her neck.

I can't do anything! I can't move, all I can do is think! What the hell is happening?

Snatching the hedgehog's arm, I yank her into an alley. The girl looks startled at first, and then hugs me tight. "It worked," she whispered, an evil grin covering her face.

The girl's voice jars my emotions and sends them skyrocketing…to what? Hate?

"You remember me, Sonic?"

"How could I not, Sandra?" I reply, in a way different voice. Sandra chuckles appreciatively.

"You even found the emerald for us," she murmured.

I feel like I'm watching a movie. A movie that I can't control.

"Sara will be proud, I daresay," murmured Sandra. She brushed her lips across my cheek and smiled. "Sonic…I love you…" To my disgust, I leaned forward and claimed her lips.

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Yawning, I roll over, the covers brushing against my royal blue fur. Suddenly, what happened to me came rushing back. I wildly leapt out of the bed. To my surprise – and joy – I was alone. Or so I thought. As I took in my surroundings, I decided that I was in a Hotel. Okay, next question.

WHY THE HELL IS A BROWN HEDGEHOG LYING ON THE FLOOR?

I lean down and flip the male's body over. His fur around his forehead and neck is stained with dried blood. The hedgehog's body is as cold as ice. My fingers tremble as I separate the fur on his forehead, where the blood was the thickest. There was a hole straight through his skull, matted with torn and burnt body tissue. I stumbled backward. A gunshot wound. My hand travels to the phone sitting on the nightstand. It stops halfway. What if…what if I did this? It's not exactly a over thought, with what happened before…

Fear takes over my body and I tug frantically on the sliding door that led out to the balcony. I snatched my knapsack absentmindedly and slammed the door behind me. Time to bail. Caught up in scaling down the hotel wall, I never noticed the dark eyes watching every movement, the gun flashing in its paw.

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Chapter 1 – Knuckles

Chapter 2 – Rouge

Chapter 3 – Amy

Chapter 4 – Sonic

Chapter 5 – Tails or Shadow