Disclaimer: All of the Sonicverse characters and places inserted into this story are owned by SEGA, and used without permission or knowledge. All other characters belong to me. The places used as backdrops, except for SS, mentioned in this story are real. Brazil (Aquarela do Brasil) is copyrighted (1939) to Ary Barroso.
Sonic- 18 years
Amy (Paloma)- 16 years
Tails- 13 years
Knuckles- 20 years
Shadow- 19 years
Cream- 9 years
Rouge- 22 years
Chapter 18: Brazil
If a miracle was ever needed then it was definitely needed now. Sonic tried every single button and switch on the console in front of him with no success. He just could not understand it. This was the same exact console that Eggman was working from when he was in the room gloating over his so-called triumph over him, but why was it not working for him? Sonic definitely knew that there was no password needed or some sort of sensors in order to log-in into the system. It was just an ordinary computer console and definitely nothing special about it except that it was his only way to get Amy out safely. He must have missed something. It was probably something so obvious that it was staring him in the face, but where the hell could it be? He had tried everything on that console at least three times and now he was desperate as well as crazy enough to do anything stupid. This was indeed not fair, but then again nothing in life is totally or ever fair. For everything good we do in life in general, there is always something bad that might follow it somewhere down the line and this was one of them.
Sonic's eyes started to water in both frustration and in sadness. He could not save Amy without hurting or even killing her. There were many times in the past he had wished over and over again that she would leave him alone, but he never wanted something as bad as this to happen to her. He had always wished and assumed that she would one day grow up and find someone else to love. This was definitely not what he had in mind. He wanted her to live and he most certainly did not want to live with the feeling that he had a hand in killing her. Selfish as that thought was, he was still a living creature filled with normal impurities that rest of humanity were born with. How could he live with himself if he let an innocent die? He was a hero and not murderer. Even if Amy was going to die, he surely did not want her to die here of all places. No person as good and as kind as Amy deserved to die in hell or even a hell like this. If only he was a better person. If only he had treated her better, then she would not be suffering. Everything was his fault. Amy would have been fully conscious and happily hanging out with him if he had treated her like the friend she was. She was indeed a friend to the others and as well as him, even if he did not bother to reciprocate it. From the way Amy had been treated by Sonic, he would not be surprised in the slightest bit of anything if she had lost all faith and feelings for him. He most certainly deserved to lose her even if he was just starting to notice her as a friend and perhaps something more than one someday. Sonic never once tried to show Amy that she was his friend or even appreciated. The only time that he started to appreciate her was when she had left him in that false reality that Eggman had created. That damn fucking bastard had no right to do any of this. It just crossed the so-called line of normal morality. He had always treated her day in and day out as a pain in the ass if only he had given her a chance if only he could be mature enough to do it.
Sonic closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind. He needed to focus and not try and lose his temper, even if it seemed like a losing battle. He could not help but remember one instance where he and Amy were together along with the others one hot summer's night. They were all very happy as they enjoyed their time together at a restaurant by the ocean. The cool ocean breeze was a relaxing and welcomed change than to what they were all experiencing in the muggy humidity filled confines of Station Square's concrete jungle. He could remember the smell of the seafood engulfed in butter, oil, various spices, and lemon as they were grilling on an open pit in the open sea air. There were multiple colors of Chinese lanterns littering the area as various climbing vines with white and pinkish flowers in full bloom added to the tropical atmosphere of the eatery. Tails and Knuckles were playing a game of darts off into the distance as Rouge and Shadow were downing shots of what seemed to be Russian Vodka and sucking on lime wedges at the bar as some sort of game they came up with. It was sort of funny to see Shadow make a sour puss face after each time he sucked on a lime. It was just so out of character for someone like him to fall victim to something as so simple as a lime. But for some strange it did not really surprise him to see Rouge holding her liquor and quite well he might add considering females tend to get drunk faster then males do. As for him, he sat at their booth enjoying the atmosphere of the place. It felt as if they were all on a carefree vacation at some tropical island resort. There was music playing that night from an old fashion radio that sat on top of a self behind the bar surrounded by various bottles of hard liquor and few empty soda cans. The radio was tattered and worn, and there was a hanger used in place of the original antenna. The power cord was wrapped in black electrical tape while fruit stickers littered the entire body of the radio. For an old radio, it sure handled well from all the years of use and abuse it received.
Sonic could not help but listen to the music playing on the radio that night. It just felt so very relaxing and definitely something he would listen to even if the song was indeed very old. His concentration was partially shattered when he felt a change in weight on the booth's cushioning. He slowly opened his left eye lid by just a crack and spotted Amy next to him starring at the beer shaped salt and pepper shaker as she was lost in thought. Even though she was not bothering him, it just felt kind of weird and out of character for her not to. If he didn't find out now, then it would be eating away at him for the rest of the night and perhaps till next week why she was not annoying him like always.
"Amy? Is umm…everything alright?" Sonic asked if almost forced out of him by some greater force.
Amy placed her hand up as if she wanted him to hold that thought for a moment. Like Sonic, she too was contently listening to the song on the radio. There was something about it that made them calm and acting civil for once. From what Sonic could remember from that night is that it was the very first time that he had allowed Amy to rest her head on his shoulder without any protest of any kind and the best part of it was that no one seemed to care or notice that he was cuddling close to a girl even if it was Amy. Hell must have frozen over for Sonic to allow Amy to rest against, but he was just way too relaxed by the song to care. Sonic closed his eyes again and went back to listening to the song on the radio once more as he took in Amy's scent.
Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured "someday soon"
We kissed and clung together
Then, tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say
Now, when twilight dims the sky above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of
Return I will to old Brazil
Then, tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say
Now, when twilight dims the sky above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing that I'm certain of
Return
I will
to old
Brazil
That old Brazil
Man, it's old
in Brazil
Brazil, Brazil
Sonic opened his eyes once again only to reveal that he was still in the lab. He was calmer this time and humming the same song he had heard long ago on the radio as he slowly went over the console again, but this time finding the button he needed to free Amy from her glass and water filled prison. Before pressing the button, Sonic could not help but stare at her. There was so much he wanted and needed to say to her that he almost feared, before he calmed down, that would never get to say it to her. But by some twist of fate he would be able to, and probably when she recovered she might want to go that date she had so desperately wanted to go on with him since the day they first meet. If this was his Christmas Carol, then Sonic was indeed a changed blue hedgehog. His false reality were like the three ghost in the story, only it did not revel his past actions towards Amy just current and future along with things he never dreamed of doing to anyone. He never thought that he would become a rapist, but he did in that false reality. Sonic never knew that he could be capable of becoming or even being a monster. But no one can ever be certain of what they can or can not do. Unlike everybody else, Sonic knew what he was capable of. In his heart and deep within his soul he knew that he was no monster and that whatever happened in that false reality was not his fault entirely. Sure his is responsible for his actions, but so was Eggman for putting him and Amy in a place like that.
Sonic took a deep breathe and pressed the button in front of him. Once that was completed, he sped off next to Amy's chamber and stood by her, ready and waiting to catch her. He never thought that he would be waiting for anyone including Amy. He was never a patient creature. His feet were always itching and burning for him to go somewhere, but this he would make an exception…for Amy.
Sonic stretched out his arms waiting to catch and hold her close to him again as the water drained and the chamber ascended above slowly in front of him. He did not know how he would welcome her back into his life again, but he did know that he would never let her go this time and Eggman himself would never be able to pry her out of his hands even if he was cold and dead. And as she slowly fell into Sonic's arms he could not help but cradle her gently as he kissed her forehead as her chest slowly raised and fell taking in the air around them for the first time in a very long time. Sonic just could not stop starring at how fragile and delicate she had become, thanks to Eggman's assistance.
