A/N: Should I go to the dramatic side? Okay. So I hope you like this story

Disclaimer: I do not own Amy, Cream, or any other Sonic related character. I only own the white hedgehog.

I opened my eyes to see two girls and a choa. They were looking down at me. One of the girls was a pink hedgehog, about my age or so, wearing a pink dress and a pink headband. The other was a smaller little girl, younger than the hedgehog. She was a little orange rabbit wearing an orange dress and a little blue bow under her white collar. Behind her was the choa, wearing a little red bow tie.

I was in a small room. On the right of me, there was a drawer. On top of the drawer was a tray that had pancakes, orange juice, eggs, a knife, and a fork.

"Ms. Amy," asked the little rabbit, tugging the dress of the pink hedgehog, "Is he going to be okay?"

"Don't worry, Cream" said the pink hedgehog, turning to the rabbit.

I tried to sit up, but my surprisingly unbelievable pain pulled him back. I didn't know what happened, but I was in a lot of pain. I looked at my white fur to see that bandages were wrapped around my right leg and around my body. I could see how much blood came through the bandages. It seemed like too much!

"Oh my God," I finally said out loud.

"Don't worry" the pink girl told me. "You didn't lose that much blood!"

I let out a relaxed sigh. I was relieved that I was okay. But then I asked, "What am I doing here?" I was frightened, yet confused of my coming of here. I didn't know what happened. I couldn't remember. All I could remember was… This blinding red light… And a ringing in my ear…. What did it all mean?

"Why am I here?" I immediately asked the two girls. "What's going on? Why do I have these bandages on? Why am I in pain? Why am I lying in bed?"

"My, aren't we full of questions" said the pink hedgehog. "This is what happened"

So she told me what happened:

She told me that her name was Amy and that her friend was Cream. She told me that they were taking a walk in the woods, when suddenly, they heard an explosion. I was a little shocked, but I wanted her to continue. So then she told me that they went over to wear the explosion was heard and they found me lying on the grass unconscious.

"You were bleeding pretty badly," Amy said. "You had a wound the shape of an 'X' on your body and your foot was badly injured. You have to stay here for a while until you feel better, okay?"

I agreed to the situation. There was no other choice to take. If I had to choose between dying and staying with strangers, then I'd pick staying with strangers.

"So, what's your name?" Cream asked me.

That was the hardest question I was asked in that room. "I don't know who I am" I finally said. "I-I can't remember, I…"

"Calm down" Amy interrupted. "So you can't remember who you are?" She was as surprised as me. "D-Do you remember anything at all?"

"No" I answered. I didn't have the strength to tell them about the red light and noise. I thought that they'll think I'm crazy and kick me out.

"Amnesia" Amy said. "This hedgehog has amnesia."

Hedgehog? I asked for a mirror immediately and Amy gave it to me. I looked at myself in the mirror. In it, I saw a white hedgehog with bandages on. I looked down to see that I am in my underpants. Then my eyes widen and my cheeks were blushing like mad.

Cream was confused and asked, "Amnesia? What's Amnesia?"

Amy answered back, "It's when someone forgets who they are and what they did before."

"Was I wearing clothes?" I immediately asked the girls, hesitantly. Amy was pointing at my clothes that were lying on top of a chair, and I could see that she was blushing a little hard as me.

"I-I was the one who put on the bandages" she said, embarrassed with her cheeks as red as mine. "Everything is going to be alright." She said this while patting my right hand.

I could tell that I can easily like her.

She said that she was going to give me a check up everyday at around noon, 4:00, and before I sleep. She also said to ring a bell that she placed down next to me if I needed something. She placed the tray in front of me and with that, she and the rabbit walked away, and closed the door.

I ate in silence, staring at the door in front of me. It seems that all I was able to do was lay on the bed until I recover. But the explosion that Amy was talking about. Was it the cause of my injuries?

Of course it was. Why wouldn't it? But, someone had to cause the explosion. If it was me, then that would mean that I was someone who committed suicide. But what if it was someone else? Someone who wanted me dead?

I was terrified from that thought. Who would want me dead? Was it something I've done? Were they hired? Was there some other kind of purpose? I was safe here. No one could find me. No one could hurt me. No one could kill me.

When I finished, I ranged the bell. In came Amy, and she asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Well," I said, not trying to be a burden, "I'm done eating, and I, um…"

"You want me to take it?" Amy completed for me.

I nodded my head slowly. Amy took the tray and left. A few moments later, she surprisingly came back. I didn't ring the bell and it wasn't even noon. I didn't know why she came back.

"So," she said, pulling up a chair next to the bed I was lying on, "you don't know who you are, right?"

I nodded.

"But what are we going to call you?"

"I don't know." I hung my head and was depressed. I needed a name. But, I didn't know what name to choose.

"How about Joseph" Amy suggested. "I mean, you looked like a Joseph to me."

I held up my head. Joseph. My name is Joseph. I am Joseph. Joseph the Hedgehog! I liked that name. I really want it to be mine. "Joseph" I said out loud. "I like that. Okay, so my name is Joseph."

"But" Amy continued, "We don't know what your real name is, so this is only your temporary name."

"Okay," I said. Joseph was going to be my temporary name. But giving me a fake name was like me being their little pet. I didn't want to feel like that, but I didn't want to remain nameless.

"So see you later, Joseph" Amy said as she left and closed the door on her way out. For some strange reason, I liked it when the name came out of her mouth.

I stared up at the ceiling and sighed. I think I was going to enjoy staying here.

Or so I thought.

A/N: Okay, so what do you think? Remember, all my stories here on this site have an ironic ending, so pick up hints for the big climax! Okay, have a good day. Or night. Or whatever time period you're reading this in. Review me if you like it.