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WARNING: Violence, Death and a Mention of Drug equipment.

Chapter Three

Shadow stood above the same concrete building in Westopolis. Looking down over the humans walking around without a care in the world. He didn't know what came over him yesterday, being needlessly mean to Amy was not one of his flawed characteristics. He seemed to tolerate her before today. His mind went back to when she mistook him for Sonic. Amy had hugged him. Him. Shadow the Hedgehog. He sighed as he locked the memory back in his head. If she had known it was me, she wouldn't of done it. Shadow slowly turned towards the green door that lead back into the concrete building. He took the door handle in his hand, yanked it open and walked inside. He stood on the other side of the door for awhile, before he went down a few hundred steps until he got to the only abandoned room in the building. Room 134. He pushed open the door and walked inside. The room wasn't fit for a human, let alone a hedgehog. There was no bathroom, there was no carpet, no furniture. No nothing. The wallpaper was a horrid shade of brown symbolising its age and the general deterioration of the flat. Over the almost rotten wooden floor were lighters, tin foil, syringes and little re-sealable bags. Shadow knew what they were, and he detested the fact he was in the same room as drug abusers once were. He walked towards the window again. To his usual position of sitting at the dirty window, one leg pulled up to his patch of white fluff on his chest. The other out in front of him. He laid his arms behind him relaxing in the only safe place in the entire room. His thoughts drifted to the ARK and Maria. Maria... He closed his eyes and passed into a dreamless sleep.

Amy was restless. She couldn't even doze off, but she was very tired. All she could think about was Sonic. She sat up in bed and looked at the picture on her bed stand, It was of all the gang. Tails, Knuckles, Espio, Charmy, Vector, Cream, Cheese, She had even gotten Rouge to stand still for two seconds. Her eyes scanned over the last occupant of the frame. Sonic. She passed her finger over the glass where he stood in his trademark pose, winking and a thumbs up. She smiled sadly. Sonic was carefree and no one could ever tie him down. Amy had hoped that it would be her to tame his carefree spirit, but sitting here looking at his picture, she knew she had made no progress. He wasn't even waiting for the gang, always going off head first into battle arrogantly. She sighed and placed the picture back on her bedside table. She stepped out of bed and walked across her lush pink carpet to her bedroom window. She placed her hands on the window sill, looking out over her garden. She remembered the rose Sonic had given her. It meant nothing to him. Maybe it was an apology? She didn't know. She knew that once that rose had died, his attention to her had diminished. He had even begun talking to that Sally Acorn again. How Amy hated her. She spun around angrily, stomped over to her bedside table, picked up the photo and smashed it on the ground. The glass cracked under the contact with a harder surface and it spilled over the carpet. Amy raised her hands to her mouth. What had she done? She bent down picked up the picture and saw the glass had only broken over Sonic. She picked up the rest of the glass and placed both items on her bedside table. She sadly looked at the broken glass over the blue hero, she would fix it tomorrow. Right now she needed to sleep, and try to not think of Sonic the Hedgehog.

Amy eventually fell asleep. But unlike Shadow, She dreamed.

She was running. Running from an unknown foe, some evil force. She could feel a hand around her wrist pulling her further away from this foe. She tried to look at her saviour but all she could see was blackness. Suddenly the running stopped. She looked back and saw five or six G.U.N. Members entering through the door. Amy looked at them, they had guns, BIG guns.

"Stop running" One of the G.U.N's said forcefully. A deep voice came from behind Amy. A voice that she recognised.

"You can't stop me. Come Maria" The tugging on her arm started up again and she was once again running. being dragged by a dark figure who called her, Amy Rose, Maria. They eventually entered what looked to Amy like an emergency escape pod station. She could see a dark silhouette typing in some commands. She tried to step closer, but found that she couldn't move. The figure walked to a pod and opened the hatch. He offered a hand to Amy, who reached out. Only to be found out by the G.U.N forces. She felt the strong grip on her arm return, urgent this time. Amy turned, pushed the figure into the pod, pushed the door lock button and ran to the control panel. As she turned to look at the figure she saw a pair of worried crimson eyes.

"Shadow" She whispered, The hedgehog was banging on the glass, begging for his release.

"Maria! No!" He was shouting. Amy felt herself smile

"Remember the Promise Shadow. Goodbye, my friend" Amy's hand pushed the launch button and she watched Shadow's eyes panic at what she did "Goodbye Shadow the Hedgehog" Amy turned to the G.U.N members and stood in front of Shadow's pod.

"Stop the sequence" one of them yelled. Amy shook her head. The G.U.N members then fired at her, the bullets rushing into her delicate flesh. As she fell she turned to look at Shadow once more before his pod sped off to Earth

Amy sat bolt upright in her bed, screaming and sweat dripping from her forehead. Why would she dream about Shadow, and something that gruesome? She shuddered, got up and went down into her kitchen. She wouldn't be able to sleep now. Nightmares like that couldn't be real... could they?

Thankyou for reading. Chapter four soon... (sorry it's short) Woo! I found the line button!