We're now in the air, Tails piloting his plane and I on the wing.
"Hurry up, Tails!" I growled.
"Cool it, Sonic! I want to save Amy too, but you've told me to speed up 20 times and if I go any faster the engine will die." Tails snapped.
As we flew in the cool morning mist, Eggman's Flying Fortress came into view.
"Eggman's gonna pay!" I jeered. I balled my hands into fists and raced onto the ship. "EGGMAN! Where are they?" I shouted angrily.
"Sonic,"
Amy and Sally knelt in glass capsules filled with poisonous gas. Both were coughing hard, eyes watering, and Amy's leg bled again, her arm cut. I stared at her in shock, and after a moment or two my anger flared with a fiery passion. I glared at Dr. Egghead, "Hand . . . them . . . over."
He smirked, "Let me make you a deal, Sonic. I will allow you to have one of the girls, but the other one goes into the volcano. If you want to save them both, you have to surrender to me!"
I didn't even hesitate, "I choose Amy,"
"WHAT?" Sally shrieked.
Amy's container disappeared and she fell to the floor, too weak to get up. I raced over and hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear, "Are you okay? You scared me when you didn't show up this morning." And then I felt so stupid. Of course she wasn't okay! Why on Earth would she be okay?
Before she could answer, a faint, continuous screaming covered the roar of the engine as Sally fell toward the boiling hot pit of magma. I let go of her and jumped over the railing. Sally waved her arms all over the place like a little kid running away from a snake. She kept screaming until I grabbed a hold of her. She looked real angry, "Why on Earth would you choose her over me? I'm your girlfriend, for crying out loud!"
I sighed; more girlfriend issues? Haven't I explained to her several times that I'm not her boyfriend? "I think something's wrong with your brain. I broke up with you, like, 3 days ago!"
Sally stopped screaming and puzzled looked at me, "You did?"
There was a sudden whoosh and Tails caught us; we flew back to Eggman's Flying Fortress to collect Amy and head back to Station Square.
But Eggman was gone.
Amy was back in the glass capsule, coughing her heart out.
"AMY!" I cried and ran over to her. If I pounded hard enough, maybe the glass would break. But it did no damage. Then I ran a few yards back and bolted toward her container, trying to break it again. Not a single crack! What was this, anti – Sonic the Hedgehog break proof glass or something?
"What if I shot at the glass?" Tails suggested.
"No, you might kill her on accident!" I angrily yelled.
My attention turned back to Amy, who now slid down to the floor. "Sally, go look for some kind of switch on the bridge, please!" She nodded and ran toward the control station, Tails right on her tail.
"Sonikku, I – "Amy whispered my nickname, but I cut her off lovingly.
"Shhhh, don't worry Ame's! I'll get you out if it's the last thing I do!"
"I don't know how long I can hold on,"
My worried look washed away, a new determined one replacing it. And I ran back a few feet, then sprinted back and hit the glass with as much force as I could without killing her.
A small crack formed.
My hopes rose, halfway to heaven. I ran back to my starting point, and did it again . . . and again . . . and again. Slowly, very slowly, the crack became bigger. Amy passed out just as the top of the container came clean off. I lifted her up – bridal style – cuddling her to my chest.
"You're safe now. Don't worry, Amy. You're safe now."
(4 days later)
Lindsey sat outside The Midnight Café on a bench, hugging her knees to her chest.
I haven't been out of the hospital, away from Amy's side, since she checked in. I sat down beside Lindsey, "Hey, Linds,"
She looked at me. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes, but she tried to hold them back, "Hi, Sonic," she whispered.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it."
"Lindsey, something's wrong. You're crying, and it's not a happy cry,"
She wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve and sighed, "My mom died this morning and I have no place to go,"
I tried to think of some way to help her. Perhaps she could go to an orphanage . . .
"There is absolutely no way I will ever go to an orphanage." She suddenly argued, "No orphanage would ever want or take a girl with a disability like me," Her eyes wide, as if she spilt a secret that was not meant to be told.
". . . you never told me what's wrong with you,"
She took a deep breath and sighed, "I can read minds."
"What? No you can't!" I almost chuckled.
"Yes I can! Think of anything, anything at all!"
I played along with her, and thought of the two best things in the world, "Alright,"
She starred into my eyes, into my mind, for a minute at the most, before stating, "You're thinking about Amy Rose and chili dogs,"
"Anyone could have known that," I teased,
"Then think of something personal, and I mean REALLY personal; something no one but you knows." She challenged,
After a few seconds, I thought of the perfect thing!
And then she slapped me.
"OW! What was that for?" I rubbed my cheek. It wasn't the first time I had been slapped by a chick.
"You go through Knuckles and Tails' private things and you found their diaries!"
I smirked, "Oh, yeah? Recite and entry and I might believe you!"
She sighed at what an idiot I was being, "Dear Diary, I think Sonic is the coolest guy around! He is my idol, although no one can know it. Today I met a girl named Lindsey; I cannot decide who is prettier, her or Rouge. That is all for now, xoxoxoxoxox; Knuckles."
I stared at her in disbelief. She really could read minds.
"I don't try to. Somehow thoughts just . . . come to me without warning. I'm such a freak," a crystal tear fell down her cheek.
"I have a feeling I know where you can go," I encouraged, without thinking about it. I really had no idea where she would live, but I would find one.
"And where is that?" she asked, surprised and an eyebrow raised.
"You'll see. I'll call you later," I smiled and ran off.