I don't own sonic or any of his friends, but I do claim the character I have made.

Also I have gotten permission from the creator of whiplash, author psybrown3000 that I may use his character he has made and I give him permission to use mine, (psybrown3000 only). The proof is on sonic fanfiction ch.7.

The sapphires of darkness.

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They knew they had another brother but they thought him to be dead. Sonic and whiplash where always the more child-like of the three brothers. I would try to find them in due time. I must find the power of witch awoke me. I shall start my search where I can first remember

I had just awoken and fought my first. I am now wandering aimlessly throughout the world. I wonder if they even think that I'm alive or if they know for sure I'm dead. I can only hope they will remember how I looked back then so that they may identify me as they see me around. I hope I can identify them as well; they must have grown a lot.

I begin to run faster and faster not realizing I'm heading for oblivion. I don't care anymore I let go of myself as I soar over everything. I am leaving everything behind, no need for it when I'm going to just continue until I drop from exhaustion or I die trying.

I could only think about what I was about to do, not what might happen later. I ran as fast as I could, becoming a huge indigo line in the path I was running. I was about to push myself beyond my breaking point when I slammed into something, it felt like a brick wall when I remembered what it was like to hit one.

I landed on my back, dazed, wondering if maybe I had hit someone else, and if they might be hurt. I jumped up and managed to get a quick look around but didn't see anything that I could have hit no walls, no holes, and no mountains. I looked again to see if I hit someone and realized I hit whiplash, and judging by his looks he was not very happy to see me.

I said, "Sorry, I didn't see you there," and I waited for a reply. I said "sorry again, but I was in a hurry to finish some business." I started to walk off but ended up trying to start a conversation with him. I asked if he was alright but he seemed to be in deep thought, or something of that sort.

I not usually the kind of person to apologize but this was my second encounter after I woke up. I usually try to kill the person who gets in my path but I could never kill kin. I would see if he was ok but also try to make him remember me. I tried my best to find a good point to announce that I was the brother he might have thought to be dead. But I never found the spot in that meaningless conversation. I could have just said I was his family but I wanted to see if he would remember me.

I had not seen him or sonic in decades, and thus they problebly thought I was dead and decomposed. I never would get over this and I knew it. If I did get over this mishap I wouldn't do what I was thinking of doing…going to the last strand of life and never return.

I did manage to break off conversation and walk away. I was going to finish what I started. I took off and was going to the breaking point faster than that of which I had just tried. I was there I was just about to finish myself when I collapsed and couldn't continue any longer. My world started to turn into a dull grey when it suddenly went black.

… I could hear something but could not make out what it was. I tried listening more closely but it all sounded the same, but finally I managed to hear the voice of whiplash, but who was he talking to? I tried to move but I couldn't open my eyes and soon lost consciousness again.

I woke up, and seen a strange blue blur sitting in front of me, I thought it was someone but It never moved. I sat up and seen it was some sort of box that was showing pictures, I was about to get up when a fox walked into the room and then in a hurry left, as if he had just seen a ghost.

He returned followed by whiplash. I tried to get to my feet but I couldn't find the strength to. I sat there a second and finally managed to get up. I staggered a second but got my balance back in time to catch myself from falling. Whiplash gave me a really dirty look, as if saying 'who are you?' I knew I wasn't going to like what he said.