Genocide
The pink hedgehog trotted through the grass after Sonic. But she must have lost him in the darkness. Numerous of times, she kept spinning around, hoping to see Sonic somewhere in this darkness. But it seemed to be impossible. She couldn't track him down. Knowing his speed, he could end up in China by now.
The only thing she could see in the dark was the scary woods just down the small, steep hill near her house.
"Maybe Sonic went through the woods?" Amy told herself, in a shaky voice, slowly inching her way inside the eerie woods. Who knows what...or who...could be in there? Amy gulped, as she made it successfully inside the woodland. Amy's emerald green eyes scanned the grove. Dark owls with beady, yellow eyes started cooing, eerily. The dark trees seemed to launch to her. She gasped and ran out of the woods.
"I can't go through here," Amy trembled in fear, "But I must. Going through the woods is the quickest way to Westopolis...and the quickest way to find Sonic."
The pink hedgehog sighed and stepped back into the woods. Slowly, she took baby steps through the grove. She later summoned her special hammer for protection, of course. As she kept taking her infant steps, Amy couldn't shake the feeling off that she was being watched. The pink hedgehog bit her lip and looked up; she saw a dark figure poise on a thick, brown tree branch, high in the air. The nebulous figure was about Sonic's height and he had spiky quills.
The figure looked like Sonic, but something didn't feel right about him.
"Sonic?" She blinked. Once she blinked, he seemed to have vanished. The pink hedgehog spun around, "Sonic?" She called out again, but in a more worried tone.
"Little girl," A cold-blooded voice whispered from behind. Amy looked over her shoulder and saw the same figure from before.
"You shouldn't be wandering in the woods all by yourself now, should you not?" The terrified hedgehog back up against the tree trunk. Shivers ran down her spine, she found herself unable to speak, and unable to move.
The ghoulish creature decelerated towards the pink hedgehog. Amy gritted her teeth and sealed her eyes. She felt his hands snake to her hips and his head rested on her shoulder.
"Sonic? I swear, if you're trying to scare me again..." Astonishingly, she found herself talking. She was absolutely shocked.
"Your aroma is absolutely ravishing." Amy's eyes outspread; she was shocked to hear "Sonic" speak like this.
"...I...um..." She blushed: it was a good thing he couldn't see her face flushed. She felt his grip on her hips loosen. His gaze went away from her.
"We shall meet again." He ran off, leaving Amy confused.
"...Sonic?"