Say Goodbye

(Sonic's POV)

I went over to Shadow and Rouge's house to borrow Shadow's pistol. He asked me what I needed for and I told him that it's for vengeance. If Sally and Scourge are getting back at me and Amy, then I'm getting back at them, too. Amy's on her way to her deathbed, so it's payback time.

"Sonic, wait!" Shadow called out as I left his house, "I'm coming with you!"

"No!" I answered, "I'm doing this alone!"

Shadow was standing by his front doorway. He continued, "You can't do this alone! You know how dangerous Scourge is, you'll get killed!"

"That's the risk I'm willing to take! And don't worry, I'll return your gun as soon as possible!" I ran off without looking back.

"Sonic—"His call became distant as I went further.

Few miles later, I arrived at Scourge's apartment in the blink of an eye, which will be my final visit ever, and I stood in front of the door while I loaded the gun with ammunition. On the other end, I can hear giggling and moaning. I set my ear against the door to listen carefully.

"Oh Scourge…" It was Sally. I gasped. The sound of it has made me even more outraged than before.

I kicked the door opened and stepped into the apartment with both hands holding the gun. There in the living room, I saw Sally and Scourge making out together. They were sitting on the futon with her legs grinding over his lap. She was in her spaghetti-strap tank top and very short shorts. I let out a snarl and I shot twice at the ceiling. Sally screamed and then glanced at me while still holding onto Scourge. They both looked frightened when they saw me.

Sally quickly got off my Anti, "S-S-Sonic—"she stuttered as she stood beside him with her hands up at head-level.

Scourge got up in anger, "What do you think—"

I pointed the gun at him. I pulled several triggers, but he ducked and I missed every shot. Sally got down to the floor and screamed, holding her head down. I paused for a minute.

"I just received the news: Amy's not going to make it because of you two!" I shrieked.

Scourge ran up to me and he was about to tackle me to the floor, but I shot him in the thigh. He screamed in pain and got down on his knees with his hands on his wound.

"You kill Amy; I'll kill you, too!"

He tilted his head up and looked at Sally, "Sally, quick," he ordered her, "go to my room and get my gun!"

"Ok!" she remarked. Sally hurriedly got up and sprinted for a few feet.

I turned to her, "Oh, no you don't!" I stopped her by shooting her in the shin three times. She screamed and fell to the floor. She cried in agony while holding her bloody wounded leg.

"Sally!" Scourge called out. He then snarled, got up, and harshly kicked me in the back with his good leg. I got knocked down and lost grip to the gun.

I tried to reach for it, but apparently, Scourge got it before me. He stepped on my hand.

"AHH!" I cried out.

He aimed it at me. I looked up at him; his finger resting on the trigger.

"Say 'hi' to Rose for me, asshole," Scourge growled, "and I hope you enjoy seeing your kid orphaned in hell."

He let out a shot; luckily, I rapidly got up and dodged the bullet. He kept shooting at me as I dashed around the living room, dodging every shot he made.

"GET HIM, SCOURGE!" I heard Sally antagonizing, "GET HIM!"

Then suddenly, I felt a huge, painful sting on my arm; I let out an agonizing yell. I stopped running and fell on my knees right beside the end table. I looked at my upper arm and there was a bullet wound. Scourge shot me, but at least he didn't hit the artery.

The massive stinging sensation is preventing me from getting up. I was cringing. I held tightly onto my wound and I was bleeding. Scourge limped right up to me with the gun still aiming at me.

"Any last words before you die?" he said with a malicious grin.

I slowly got up and glimpsed at the end table with my hand resting on its edge. There's something on top of it— and it gave me an idea.

"Yes," I panted. "ENJOY YOUR COKE!"

With my good hand, I grabbed the glass board (which turned out to be a frameless mirror) with a pile of "that white powdered drug" on top. I took it and smashed it right onto his head. Scourge let out a painful, blood-curdling scream; he dropped the gun and his hands were to his bleeding eyes and the tiny shards have cut through his complexion.

"Scourge!" Sally yelled.

"YEAH! NOW YOU KNOW HOW KNUCKLES FELT, DO YOU?!" I growled.

"YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!" Scourge let his hands down and blood was running down from his eyes.

I got the gun back from the floor and right before he can even reach me, I finally shot him in the stomach, then the heart. Scourge collapsed face down and he was lifeless. He's dead now. However, it's not over yet.

I faced to Sally and she was still on the floor, leaning against the futon. I walked up to her and aimed the gun at her. She said softly,

"Sonic, please. Please don't kill me. I'm sorry. I love you."

I noticed her arm is behind her back and I can already see something peeking out from her side. I scolded at her.

"Nice try, Sally Acorn." I pulled the trigger and I shot her in the heart. She died in seconds and collapsed.

I nudged Sally with my foot to flip her over and she had a large knife clutched in her hand. I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to persuade me into forgiving her and then stab me without me noticing. Thank God, I didn't fall for that.

I sighed in relief as I looked at the bodies of my ex and my Anti. Afterwards, I exit the apartment and took my time to stroll back home in the dusk while holding onto my bad arm.

One week later…

I was home all week long and I've haven't left at all since I killed Scourge and Sally. Although, I did returned the gun to Shadow as I promised. I treated my upper arm when I came home after the kill and it's now wrapped in gauze. It still hurts, but it was worth it. I may be happy that I got my vengeance, but still, I'm depressed.

I've haven't seen the team since that incident before. Worst of all, I've haven't seen my daughter, Lavender. Tails and Cream still have her in their care and I know they won't let me see her. They're probably still afraid that I might go into another psychotic meltdown and ending up hurting her again. I've never meant to hurt my own child; I just couldn't control myself. I couldn't overcome my loss of Amy. I really missed her.

I was laying down on my couch in misery. I was in my wife-beaters and jeans and all over the floor, there were crumbled-up chili dog wrappers and small empty beer bottles. I began lamenting when I thought about Amy and Lavender. I imagined us being a happy family together, but it's never going to happen… ever…

I was about to doze off until my phone rang. I picked it up.

"Hello?" I answered pessimistically and sniffed.

"Sonic, you ok?" That was Tails on the other end.

"Maybe." I lied, weakly.

"Listen," he continued, "I understand that you're going through a lot of emotional pain, but you have to come to the hospital right now. Everyone's there, including Lavender."

I picked myself up from the couch. "Why?"

"You have to see Amy. It doesn't look good."

I was wide-eyed and worried. "What's going on? Will she make it?" my voice broke.

Tails was silent for a moment. Then, he got emotional over the phone. "Sonic… just come and hurry… please." He hung up.

I lost grip to my phone and it dropped onto the couch cushion.

I quickly put on my navy blue sweatshirt, my socks, and my shoes; I left my house and sprinted straight to the hospital.

Few minutes later, I made it there. I got to the front desk and asked where Amy Rose is. The receptionist said that she's in the ICU. I got through the waiting room and took the elevator up to the third floor.

Finally, I made it to the ICU. I opened the door and barged right in.

"Alright, I'm here," I panted. The whole team's there, all eight, but they didn't face me. "Did Amy—"

Suddenly, there's a long flat-line…

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep…

I was shocked and anguish. "No…" I whispered in despair.

Everybody slowly turned their heads to me. Their eyes were all teary. They were… sobbing. And Lavender, in Cream's arms, was crying.

"Sonic," Tails began in sorrow, "she didn't make it. She's gone…"

I began to shed tears; I was devastatingly heartbroken. My one and only love life… has passed on. I walked up to the bed to take a closer look at Amy. Her face is as pale as a ghost and her fur is no longer the beautiful shade of pink I admired anymore. She even had an oxygen mask on and her wrist is wired to the heart-monitor.

I sat down on the chair beside her and I gently stroked her ice-cold cheek. My tears have fallen onto her face. I let my head down onto her chest and wept.

"Sonic?" I looked at Cream. She got to me and gave me my daughter. "We're really sorry for forbidding you to see Lavender." She said apologetically, "We just don't want her to get hurt."

"It's okay." I said, quietly. I held Lavender closer to me; it's been a long sad week. She was wearing a white newborn outfit with little pink and purple flowers. I just noticed that she's growing little tufts of light purple fur on her skin. Lavender opened her eyes and her green irises sparkled. She started cooing.

When I looked at her, my heart melted but it's still shattered into pieces. It's really sad that she will never see her mother.

"Looks like mommy isn't here anymore, baby girl." I whispered to her. "And I'm sorry that I hurt you the other day, it won't happen ever again. I love you, Lavender."

I looked back at Amy. Carefully, I took the ring box out of my hoodie pocket. I opened it, took out the ring, and put it on her ring finger. I continued sobbing; so did the others.

"Amy, I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. I broke that promise." I hesitated. "Don't worry; I will take good care of our daughter for you. I'll make sure Lavender will remember you for good. I'll never forget you, Amy Rose. I love you."

I embraced Lavender tightly into my warmth. The flat-line remained persistent.

Moments later, I heard two beats…

Beep-beep…

Can it be? No… it can't be. It can only be temporary. But then, there it goes again…

Beep-beep…

Everyone stopped and stared. I gasped incredulously at the sounds of the beats.

Beep-beep…

After the third, there was a long pause and everything went completely silent. There's nothing but the sound of our hearts pounding, including mines. It literally echoed throughout the room. All nine of us were nervous at what's going to happen next.

Thump-thump

Thump-thump

Thump-thump

Thump-thump…

Then, the beats returned. This time with more rhythm.

Beep-beep… Beep-beep…

I slowly touched Amy's hand and held it tight.

"Amy…?"