Season 1, Chapter 1: When Did It Begin?~

Station Square - Tails' Workshop.

Amy sat looking at her friends in disbelief. She could not process the words that had entered her ears. She had never thought that her friends would be saying this to her.

"Amy."

Amy turned her head to her right as tears blurred her vision. She felt angry and betrayed. Someone should have warned her before.

"We're sorry,"

And it was then her tears fell, the saline drops dampening her red dress. She demanded answers. Amy had just recently found out that the freedom fighters were planning to kick her off of the team.

"Why...?" she whispered.

Sonic tried to retort but Amy just put her hand up to silence him.

"I am so disappointed in you guys. But guess what? I'm used to it by now. None of you bothered to believe in me at all. You guys have constantly judged me by my old self for years upon years. And you know what? I left it alone, thinking that it was my fault. I know that as a young teen that I wasn't the best person. Yet here you were lying to me, telling me that I was a part of the freedom fighters. How can I be a part of you guys when you don't even want me around you?!" she yelled desperately.

"Amy, Please!" pleaded Tails, "We're just trying to help you and tell you to take a break for 2 months at least-"

"I've heard enough, Tails." she interrupted quietly, "Did you think I'd never noticed? The way you reluctantly allowed me to help out whenever Eggman would attack the city, rarely asking me to come with you when trying to look for chaos emeralds and everyone just constantly avoiding me and calling me names behind my back. When was the last time I'd gotten caught by Eggman? Do you guys think that I don't have a life? Do you think that I haven't grown up? Do you even KNOW me anymore?"

None of Amy's friends wanted to speak or make eye contact with her.

It was true, to them, Amy was not of much help on the missions. Everybody just that assumed she would either get caught, distract Sonic or not be of any help of all. Amy was ashamed of her younger self. There was no excuse for her irrational behaviour when she was younger. However, it didn't give her friends the right to treat her like this. She didn't want to stay in a place where she wasn't loved by everyone. She looked up at everyone and laughed in disbelief.

"I understand, everyone, you're telling me you'd be better off without me. You guys knew this was going to happen all along, didn't you?" she whispered.

Amy glared hard at Sally who sat across from her with uninterested eyes. It took everything in her body to not jump at the older girl. She had taken everything from her. Her love interest, her friends, everything. And Amy couldn't stand the thought.

"It always has to be you taking everything away from me. My friends, Sonic, the guy that I love, who was supposed to love me, and now my place on the team?! I've really had enough of this. I've tried to put up with you, tried to respect you. All you've done is come back into my life and turn it upside down once again." Amy choked out.

"Enough." a voice echoed throughout the room, startling the mobians who were sat in the room.

Sonic glared at her, his once calm forest green eyes now painted so clearly with rage, threatening to lash out at Amy.

"I've told you once, and I'm telling you now again. I don't love you. At all. I'm sick of sugar coating everything for you, but enough is enough. I'm not into little kids, who have a certain old habit for getting caught and can't do things on their own. On top of that, I won't stand here while you insult my girlfriend." he darkly spoke.

Amy continued looking at Sonic in hopelessness as he continued speaking.

"N-no Sonic... don't say this, please. You don't mean it, right? We're still friends, Sonic. Don't do this to me."

Sonic darkly chuckled. He could only hold out for so long.

"Did you ever think for once in your life that maybe, just maybe, you would have got what you wanted if you had been more of a mature person? Not chasing me all the time, giving me space, just being everything like a normal girl instead of the definition of plain annoying? Have you ever thought that that was the reason that we don't want to be around you?" Sonic spoke, becoming angrier by the second.

Amy looked at him, wide-eyed. She didn't expect these words to come out of Sonic's mouth. Fresh tears were threatening to leak out of her eyes. Her aching throat trembled as she struggled to realise something that she didn't want to accept.

They did not want her around them, at all.

She took a deep breath and looked at them with a face full of emotion.

"Alright...fine. You want me out of your life? You'll get your wish."

Her friends looked at her in shock.

"No...Amy, we never said-" Tails began, walking towards her.

Amy jumped away from him, knowing he was trying to cover for Sonic's mistake. She didn't even want to see Tails, knowing he felt the same way as Sonic. Amy left the workshop and slammed the door loudly, leaving out into the winter night's snow.

Amy waited for a bit outside the door as she heard chaos as soon as she closed the door. She heard people telling each other to go after her, that she was throwing a tantrum and other mean words. She was finished. She was done with her friends, Sally and Sonic for good. Amy knew better than to be around people that weren't going to change anytime soon.

"You don't have to do this Amy...but it's for the best." She told herself.

Amy left and aimlessly walked through the city streets.

The world was falling apart before her eyes it seemed. Well, in her eyes only. As she sat down in the snow thinking miserably to herself, she wondered to herself. Where had it all gone wrong? Where did it start? She swore to herself that she would go all the way back to the beginning and slap herself silly for whatever triggered these chains of events.

She smiled sadly at herself in the reflection of a shop. Inside, she wanted to scream because she knew she looked pathetic. This whole thing was her fault in the first place, and here she was, staring at herself like she was the victim. She was the one causing problems after all, with her irrational thinking, impulsive actions and so forth. She wasn't of much help on the team, or missions in the first place. It was her who had convinced herself that she was. She looked away from the shop mirror, noticing somebody was staring at her through the window, concerned. Then she finally quivered as the chill of the winter wind rushed through her fur. Amy had no choice but to walk inside the shop for warmth.

As Amy walked inside the shop, her fur stood on end. She was thirsty and she had no money. She had left everything at home. Amy shook her head and turned away, about to leave the shop. She looked back at the shopkeeper with pleading eyes. The wolf shopkeeper stared back at her in sadness, knowing what she meant. He slowly shook his head at her as she left the shop to head back out into the cold. The shopkeeper's son, who was the same age as Amy tried to talk some sense into him. Of course, Amy thought, he was struggling too. She wouldn't bother him, the shopkeeper had his own struggles to deal with. As she was about to leave the shop, the shopkeeper grabbed her hand.

"Here, Miss Amy Rose. I remembered that you found my daughter in the park for me once when she got lost and for that, I shouldn't be so selfish. Here, take this hot chocolate." he softly spoke.

Amy smiled, with her heart filling with a little warmth. She smiled at the shopkeeper and dabbed at her tears with a tissue that the shopkeeper handed to her. He also smiled at his son as he handed Amy his brown jacket. Amy's cheeks were painted a rosy red from his actions. What had she done to deserve this? Even so, Amy was hesitant about taking the jacket.

"I-I'm sorry, I can't trust anyone right now."

She set the hot chocolate down and burst out of the shop with a bit of speed. When she thought that she was away from everyone, she aimlessly walked throughout the city, looking at multiple bridges and rivers as she was struck deep in thought. Maybe she remembered where it had begun from. If she looked back from the events in her early teens, maybe she'd remember where her life had started its downward spiral. Amy lazily chuckled to herself as she remembered herself as a young teen.

She had just barely turned 13 when she thought she would be able to win her hero's heart. That time, she thought it was for sure she would get him. After all, she told herself, he was just shy. She knew that Sonic had told her that he wasn't into the idea of love. But maybe, just maybe she could change his mind, she thought. Maybe she wasn't trying hard enough to get his attention. So a voice in her head told her to go for it! Go for it while she had a chance.

Of course, the blue speedster did react to it. Badly. He started to avoid her whenever he could get Tails to lie for him about his whereabouts and speak to her only when it was important. As far as he was concerned, he wanted nothing to do with her. Amy didn't know she had just made things worse for herself.

Amy shook her head slowly, knowing the damage that she had done was irreversible. She was a 16-year-old girl without proper education, friends and the love of her life had done nothing but ignore her. She caught herself from almost walking into the road from being in deep thought. Her ears suddenly pricked up from the pissed off driver.

"Hey, idiot! Are you drunk?! Watch where you walk!" he shouted.

Amy flinched and started to tear up. Another thing. She was an absolute nuisance. Crying at the littlest things, even though they were her fault.

"I-I'm so sorry!"

Amy ran towards the path of a forest, not realising that through her aimless walking, she had stumbled upon the outskirts of the city. As she walked into the forest path in the dead of the night, she tripped over sticks, stones and the dirt path mixed with the snow, essentially bruising herself.

"Great. Now, look at what I've done to myself," she spoke.

Amy cursed at herself. She went and sat down in the snow, feeling numb to the coldness of the snow. What had she caused?

She closed her eyes at one point as she knew that this time wasn't the same as when she normally had arguments with her friends. The only person she could really turn to was Cream. And sometimes, she felt that Cream couldn't even understand. Cream was only 12 after all. Of course, she couldn't relate to the problems she was having at her age.

Whenever she had tried to mention to her friends that she was suffering, it would be immediately brushed off. After all, Amy was the psychotic, stalker fangirl, who was infatuated and obsessed with Sonic, done nothing else but swing her hammer around, proclaiming her love to the world's ends and had a nasty habit of being the damsel in distress. Amy shut her eyes tight as she continued to envy Cream as she had a mother to turn to, Sonic had his girlfriend to lean on, Tails had Sonic and Knuckles to support him. When had they ever really needed her? Who did she have to turn to when she needed help?

The only person that sometimes had a listen to what she had to say was Knuckles.

Amy snapped open her eyes and dried her eyes with her hands, maybe she could talk to Knuckles about this! After all, he wasn't at the workshop that day, since he was holding a shift, looking after the master emerald. Amy knew that Knuckles wouldn't let their friends go that easily after treating her like that. He was one of the people who told everyone to go easier on Amy.

Over the years, Amy and Knuckles had put aside their differences, and Amy often visited him on Angel Island, trying to teach him the better way of solving problems with violence and stubbornness and taught him to be calm instead. In return, he also taught Amy how to be calm, how to only use her hammer for the right reason as he was sometimes wary of the hammer himself. He also taught her how to learn how to spend some time in solitude, since he was used to it. They also learned how to have long conversations with each other. Sometimes Amy would even tease him about Rouge! After all, most of their friends knew him and the bat was dating. Although he never told anyone about it.

Amy shook her head from getting distracted and decided to try to call Knuckles. She rang about 3 times and then gave up as she concluded that there was not enough signal on Angel Island. She then made her way up to Angel Island, shivering from sitting in the snow.

Amy huffed and she puffed as she tore down through the vegetation of the island to look for Knuckles. She was really desperate, cold and her body gradually weakening from the low temperature as she made her way to Knuckles' house. She sneezed and shivered as she finally arrived in front of his house.

She knocked on the door loudly and waited for a response. She tried calling out over and over again, screaming as she knocked. She didn't know why she sounded so desperate for someone to talk to. She looked up at the glowing Master Emerald. It lit up a bit of the Island and she was drawn to the beautiful light of it in the night. Maybe Knuckles was there. As she walked over to the grand pillars that it sat in the middle of on a platform, she went over to it and stared at it. Amy realised there there was indeed nobody on Angel Island.

Just behind the pillar, was a cliff. Amy stopped herself from getting distracted by the emerald and went numb. Her grassy green eyes lost their glow, and the sound of the wind ravaging against the Island that sat in the sky no longer penetrated her ears. She didn't notice anything else around her, but the ocean below and the city lights around her. Amy sat on the complete edge of the cliff and sobbed her lungs out.

Knuckles must've heard about what a terrible person she had been, she thought. She had had enough of making herself a nuisance. This world didn't need her. This world didn't want her. Maybe it would be best if she had just wiped her existence from the earth completely. Amy's shoes fell off of her feet and down into the ocean below and she watched as they made a splash in the windy sea below.

She would do it. She would push herself off of the cliff. She would remove herself from people's lives. So she did it.

She felt her arms slowly pushing herself off of the rocky cliff. As the cold winter wind whipped painfully against her peach arms, she felt herself starting to fall.

As the earth below her came closer and closer, she finally woke up from her zombie-like trance.

She was going to die. At 16-years-old, she had decided to end her life.

"Wh-what...? Why am I-?" Amy started.

She opened her eyes wide and let out a sickening scream into the night.