(A/N) YAY! It's been awhile but I've updated. So much to be done and so little time to do it. Anyway, do enjoy this chapter, which is starting a few seconds in the past from last chapter. You are now following Amy's moments on the island as it falls. Sorry k0m0d0-342, you are wrong, but you do have a creative way of thinking. I thought about your idea, and it does slightly shape my ending. Feel honored. And thank all of you who review my story. I love y'all and wish you... something you want. On we go:

The mist was cool, calming to the touch. Amy didn't notice this before. The brightness of the light forced her to shut her eyes, but not disconnect her entirely from her surroundings. She could hear nature still about her, signs she hadn't left the island completely. Perhaps she could be found by Knuckles and Tails, maybe it wasn't too late to fix this stupid mistake.

Amy tried to open her eyes to gain an idea of where she was, and most importantly, who she was with. The light was blinding, however, and little to nothing could be seen. Not even the outline of the person could be made out now. Amy closed her eyes tightly.

Trying the only thing she knew to figure out who she was with, Amy began to plead. "Please, tell me who you are?" She received only silence. "Grunt or something!" With no responses, Amy decided to try and feel the face of the person she was with.

Her hand was still being held by the mysterious individual, and his arm had wrapped around her holding her close to him. Unable to free her other arm from his holding position, Amy tried to identify the person by the touch of their bodies.

He was strong enough to hold her still, that was for sure. He wasn't very warm. This struck Amy as odd. He wasn't generating much body heat. He had fur, and by the sense of his hand, he wasn't currently wearing gloves. This wasn't nearly enough information to tell who she was with, just enough to make her want to know more.

The light slowly began to die down and the figure released his hold on her. Amy quickly rubbed her eyes to adjust to the sun light. When things came to focus, Amy found herself standing before the master emerald.

Where had the person gone?

Amy began to look around. He had disappeared... or something. But how? He didn't even have the gem's power to vanish. Then again, he never really had it in the first place. He couldn't have used the corundum without touching it could he? Might it be possible that he had a chaos emerald on his person?

Suddenly, the corundum in her pocket began to glow again, this time without the mist. Its light was dull and almost hypnotizing. Amy pulled the corundum from her pocket to give it a better look. As she did so, the master emerald began to respond. It hummed and glowed with a rhythm.

Amy glanced at the emerald then back at the gem in her hand. It was becoming brighter. It almost seemed as if it were gaining energy from somewhere. Wait a minute, It was draining the power from the master emerald! Not sure of what to do at this point, Amy stared in awe. The source of illumination had become blinding once more, flashing a brilliant light before weakening.

When it had finished, the master emerald lay a darkened form of what it use to be.

"This can't be good."

The ground under her began to shake as the island fell into the Emerald Sea. Staggering half way down the steps of the altar, Amy fell to the soft grass luckily growing below. When the island finally came to a rest, Amy placed the corundum back in her pocket. Perhaps she could try to find Knuckles or Tails. Amy got up, but after only running a few feet, she decided it would be foolish to try and find them. Knuckles would return here now that the island had fallen, and she would have better success getting to them by waiting here. Amy walked to the bottom step of the ruins. She sat and waited for their arrival.

Amy hunched over and rested her chin on her hands. She had really messed up this time. Had she never gone out looking for that car accident, that mental get away, none of this would be happening. This stupid rock would have never been found. And now that it had the power of the master emerald, who knew what it was capable of doing.

Amy sighed. She didn't need to be blaming herself for a mistake. It wasn't her fault this gem contained some dark evil ability. Or some creepy stacker guy at that. Which again made her wonder. Who was he? Was it someone she knew? It almost felt like it by the way he treated her. Still, no one she knew acted this way. Even if some of the qualities fit a person she had in mind, others would rule them out. Worse yet, she couldn't think of a motive behind wanting this jewel.

After a few minutes in thought, Amy heard the foot steps of someone coming.

"Please be Knuckles and not that freak," Amy wished aloud as the bushes before her parted. To her relief it was the former. Knuckles had sent Tails flying back to get Sonic while he ran to check on the master emerald. Upon seeing it in its inactive state, however, Knuckles was immediately enraged.

"What Happened To The Emerald!" Knuckles was now looming over Amy, who took great offence to him yelling at her after her upsetting experience. She rose quickly to address the matter.

"You could ask nicely about it, Knuckles!" Amy folded her arm and awaited a kinder inquisition. Breathing back frustration, and a bit of relief knowing Amy was okay, Knuckles walked past Amy and to the emerald. He didn't have time for her little 'fit' right now.

Knowing it would just be down right foolish to hold this up, Amy joined Knuckles next to the emerald to explain. He listened to her expiation with a hint of annoyance.

"Give it to me." Indicating the corundum, Knuckles took the gem stone from Amy. He looked over it throughly, holding it to the sun and in comparison to the master emerald. "Why did you just stand there and let this suck the power from my emerald?"

"What was I supposed to do, ask it politely to stop?"

Knuckles sighed.

"Do you not understand what could happen here?" Knuckles was beyond agitated, anyone could see that. Nothing meant more to him than his emerald. Which personally, Amy thought he could use a vacation from. "If that gem has the power of the master emerald, it maybe able to control the chaos emeralds." Amy knew this, but what really could be done? If this gem was as powerful as it was mysterious, it was bound to gain strength one way or another without hindrance.

"Come on," Knuckles began walking from the altar.

"Where are you going?"

"I have some writings on the chaos emeralds hidden on the island, perhaps it'll have some information about this gem in it."

Amy followed suit, trying her hardest to keep up with Knuckles' fast pace. Only after walking several yards, Amy was getting tired of basically jogging over uneven ground to keep up. Not to mention a breeze was starting up from behind blowing her quills into her eyes. Amy quickly bushed them back.

"Can't we slow down a bit, Knuckles?" Another gust of wind sent Amy's quills about. Again Amy moved the quills from her face.

"No, the sooner we get there, hopefully the sooner I can fix the master emerald."

Amy groaned. She was restless from the day's events. Especially the plane crash. Which reminded her, where was Tails?

"Knuckles, whatever happened to Tails?"

Without looking back he replied, "I sent him back for Sonic," Amy stopped in her tracks. "I figured you would need saving from that person, and the island had fallen at that time, it seemed like a good idea to have a bit of help besides Tails." Knuckles then noticed Amy wasn't listing, or following at that matter. He turned around to see Amy. She was thinking Sonic no doubt, but not being around the others most of the time, Knuckles was unaware of Amy's distance from her friends lately. And no one knew about Amy and Sonic's talk in the park that day except Tails, who didn't get a very clear vision of the story. Figuring it was one of Amy's 'oh I haven't seen Sonic in a long time' regret thoughts, Knuckles started for his destination once more.

"Come on, we need to hurry."

Amy rose her head and began to walk when a blast of cool air blew her dress up. Amy quickly pulled the dress down hoping Knuckles hadn't seen anything. Before she could look at him again, another fine breeze rushed past them causing Knuckles to stop. Something wasn't right about the way this wind was blowing. Suddenly the gusts became a constant flow, lifting up on them instead of pushing them.

Amy shut her eyes trying to keep the dirt from entering. Slowly Amy began to notice she wasn't on the ground anymore. She opened her eyes to see she had raised about four feet off the ground and was still rising.

"Knuckles!"

Having troubles of his own, Knuckles looked up at the rising Amy. Shielding his eyes from the soil of the earth, Knuckles made his way toward Amy while holding nearby trees and rocks.

"Amy, grab something near you!" Amy quickly followed orders taking hold of a branch out beside her with one hand while holding her dress with the other. Her grasp was slipping though, not leaving much time for Knuckles to do something.

Getting as close as possible, Knuckles let go of the shrubbery and allowed the wind to push him up to Amy's level. Grabbing the same branch as she, Knuckles took Amy wrist just before she slipped off.

Holding with everything he had, Knuckles and Amy held fast as even the island began to be moved by the violent air. It was raising at an unbelievable rate, high into sky. As this happened, the two fell to the ground knocking the corundum from Knuckles. Amy looked up to see the precious stone rolling and being tossed by the wind. She tried with all her might to rise to her feet to follow, yet only could get to a crawling position. She set off after it. It bounce along the ground finding its way closer to the edge of the island. Why Knuckles have to hide those writings way out here? Amy got to her feet despite the pain it gave her, and stressed to chase the corundum. It was only a foot or two from her. Amy fell under the pressure of the air around her and watched as the gem dabbled on the edge, then rolled of the island.

"NO!"

Knuckles was close behind Amy. "Get away from the edge!"

Suddenly, the island's motion stopped, all pressure lifted off of them. Knuckles wanted to make his way to assist Amy, and try to see the gems landing spot in the water. But not even being able to execute getting on his feet, the island began to follow the age-old saying, 'what goes up must come down.' With the startling shift in motion, Amy, too, was knocked off the island's cliff.

"Amy!" Knuckles was then lifted off the ground that was so quickly descending from him. He reached out taking hold of the same branch as before, trying his earnest to think of some way to save Amy. Gliding would be too slow and surly the wind would push him back up. There wasn't many other options to choose from, he'd have to make an attempt.