Author's note: Er, in case anyone's wondering, there really isn't any significance in real life to that time. I practically pulled it out of a hat.
Chapter 1: Birth
Somewhere in the fields of Sonic's dimension, a peaceful meadow lay, dotted with a few hills. Nothing happened in that meadow, and there was no significance about it.
Until now.
The time was precisely 11:43 A.M. on Thursday of that week.
Out of nowhere, a bright flash of light resonated from the top of a nearby hill, and out of that appeared a middle-aged female cat with bright yellow fur.
She was wearing some kind of gold-and-black outfit, with sleeves that had a spiky appearance. Her body was two shades of yellow, with a darker shade dominating. Her shoes were a lighter yellow, with black stripes and raised heels. She was a photo-negative of Blaze in many ways.
Her gloves were a white color, as was her muzzle, and she had a headdress not unlike Blaze's. Her eyes were light blue. She rubbed her head as she got to her feet.
"Ugh," she moaned in Blaze's voice. "What happened?"
After taking a moment to collect herself, the cat glanced up at the sky. She knew she had just been "born," and not by conventional means, but she did not know the details. She barely knew anything about herself.
Acting on an urge, she ran down the hill and leaped off an embankment. As she did so, she spun around in a pirouette. As dazzlingly acrobatic as this was, it was relatively unoriginal.
What was really interesting was the fact that as she spun, she was enveloped in ice. And yet, it did not restrict her mobility, nor did it feel cold to her. The second she landed, the ice and all signs of it disappeared.
Did I just do that? she thought to herself.
Now she bent down to a flower that grew in the ground. She carefully leaned forward and put her hand toward it as if to pick it. Instead, she suddenly snapped her fingers at the flower and drew her hand back. Looking at it again, she saw that it was now encased in a layer of ice.
She reflected on what she'd just done. Incredible! I can control ice! But how? What gives me this ability? Maybe there's more about me than I know. I'd better talk to someone and see if I can figure myself out.
With new determination in her mind, the cat made a dash down the hill, aiming for a nearby town.
Cream the Rabbit was out picking flowers that day. She took one particularly beautiful flower, a purple tulip, and stuck it behind her left ear. It fit there quite snugly.
As she continued on, Cream stopped and looked at one particular flower that was different from the rest. The key difference? It was frozen solid. This was particularly bizarre, especially given the warm weather.
What in the world happened to this poor flower? Cream thought to herself. How did it end up frozen like this? Whoever did this… I wonder what caused this.
With a look of concern in her eyes, Cream picked this flower as well and fumbled with it in her hands before accidentally breaking it in two. While it was only a flower, Cream shed a tear.
Who could have done this? Who could have frozen that poor flower? Cream couldn't shake the worry in her mind.
The frozen and now broken flower lay in two pieces on the ground as Cream began to return toward her house.
Ah. What is wrong with me? This chapter turned out extremely short at best.