Ch. 1: Beginning of the end

For my whole life I was considered to be something. Weather it be ultimate, pure evil, or a great hero. I always believed myself to be the ultimate life form, that nothing could stop me. Ever since I had awoken from my 50-year slumber, I always believed that nothing and no one could beat me. Well, I was wrong, I can be beaten. The mind is a gentle thing and when tampered with can cause huge amounts of destruction, and the only thing that can beat me, is myself.

It all started when I was sitting at the edge of the Station Square docks. It was raining lightly; fog was beginning to form over the ground. There were no people around for all I could see. I was watching the moon with deep thought, and I missed her, I missed Maria. The moon reminded of her, it reminded me of the A.R.K, and it reminded me of Dr. Eggman. Still, the sight was beautiful. The rain made such a peaceful sound...if only my mind would be peaceful.

The rainwater that was forming on my quills got me irritated that night, it was making my quills feel heavy. I took my hand and wiped away the water and sighed. I then noticed my hand that wiped away the water; I had a palm of blood. I looked down at my reflection and poured the blood into the ocean. My white glove was stained. While I saw the reflection, my face appeared to be a bit pale, but there was no blood on my quills. I brushed my hand through them again. I took my now dark pink glove off, to check if I had gotten a splinter, there was no cuts or pain.

"What is going on?" I asked myself and put my glove back on.

I had no one to turn to and ask, and I began to feel quite dizzy and uneasy. It caused me to fall on my knees with my eyes closed, and when I opened my eyes, I saw my reflection. There was blood on my teeth as well. I began to cough and the ocean span around me, I felt like I was dying, each of the heavy breaths I took made my lungs feel tighter and tighter. I then blacked out.

I awoke finding myself in an unfamiliar setting. My vision was blurred and I turned my head. Lying on the bed next to mine was a young human girl. She looked...just like Maria. I could not help but stare even though she appeared to be very young, about ten years old it seemed. I began to wonder what had happened. I wanted to ask but...nothing came out from my voice.

"Maria..." Was all that I blurted out.

The girl turned to me, slowly opening her eyes. She was as pale as a ghost and as beautiful as an angel...her eyes were the same beautiful blue that Maria had. The similarity brought a tear to my eye, but I refused to let myself cry. I had to tell myself it wasn't her, but even so, I wish it were.

Lost in my thoughts, the next thing I knew, she was gone. I felt a cold aura behind me. My eyes widened as I turned around. It was the girl. She had a knife in her hands...and it was stained with blood...MY blood. She reached out her arms as if she was giving it to me.

"What the hell did you do to me!" I said. If she stabbed me I would have felt something. I fear there is something very strange about this girl. It definitely isn't Maria...

The girl kept silent and crept toward me, pushing the knife in her hands closer to me. Then I remembered...that knife, it looked familiar. That was the knife that stabbed my hand when I hung over the edge of the water! I didn't see the girl there. That knife was my knife. I then remembered that it wasn't her that stabbed me. It was...me. I had a flashback to when I was at the lake. That knife was a symbol of my attempt at suicide and before I could continue, the knife was gone. When I snapped out of it, I found the blood on my hand...the wound must have healed...b-but why does this girl have my knife? Did she...save my life? I don't know if I should thank her or not. I reached out a shaky hand and took the knife from her.

"T-thanks...Ma...I mean...what's your name?"

The girl stared blankly at me. "I don't have one." She replied...her voice sounded just like Maria's.

"Oh...why not? Where is your family?" I asked. Not like I actually cared. Okay...I did care. Maria always made my cold heart turn soft...before she...

I closed my eyes as the girl answered my question. I was being sucked in my pity. I hate it when I feel like this...not like anyone knows about my sorrow. "I...don't have a family, Shadow. You're the only one I have left." She said, staring straight at me.

"H-How did you know my name?" I answered. I felt quite confused.

The girl shook her head gently. "Let's...get out of here." She said. She took a hold of my hand and we made a run for it. The doctors didn't even seem to notice that we were there. Even though this girl was with me I felt all alone. I saw the exit to the hospital, and the girl suddenly let go of my hand. I continued to run to catch up to her, but she went though the doors before me. I followed soon after. When I got outside I looked for her, but then she was gone.

"Maria..."

To Be Continued.

A/N: This is a really weird story and probably makes no sense whatsoever right now, but it will all make sense in the long run. So please don't flame. My character (Aura) will make an appearance and maybe Sonic will too.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shadow, or anything that "officially" has to do with Sonic.