Hey Guys, Chapter 3 is up

This story is my favorite out of all of mine

i love Silver and Blaze, cool characters

I do not own Silver and Blaze SEGA does

He brought her inside and set her down on the couch, he was still in shock from what had happened. It was extraordinary yet sad. He had finally gotten over her death and she was blasted back into his life. The fact she couldn't remember him was like a slap across the face. A message from the universe that they shouldn't be friends, or anything else.

He had dreamed for years about when Blaze would walk through the door and everything would be peachy, but no, life wouldn't give him that. He had been born into a world doomed to death and destruction, watched as millions died, was tricked by a demon, lost blaze, and had to live alone and lonely as he watched everyone else so happy. Life had been a living hell for him.

His intuition told him he should be happy, he had gotten back his best friend, and a new life in this time.

But his heart told him the bad stories, the death, the pain, the loss.

He was conflicted, tow halves wanting to push out and fight each other. As he watched Blaze sleep he felt a ping of longing in his heart, he wanted to wake her up and hug her and cry, and tell her about his new life, but he couldn't, he was a stranger to the cat.

He wanted to get up and run, and run as fast as he could, away from all this. But he knew he couldn't, he owed Blaze for all the fun years they spent together, he couldn't leave her in a unknown world. He watched the steady breathing of the cat, remembering the jokes they told, the stories they shared, and he smiled, he liked those memories.

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-Flashback-

He sat in front of a campfire that Blaze had so graciously created. Soon after meeting her he learned she had a power to, another thing they had in common. He watched her as she stared into the fire, he loved how the fire danced in her eyes, creating a mesmerizing effect. They had only met a few weeks ago when he saved her from the boys and they were already best friends.

They had connected like brother and sister and had shared much with each other. The awaking of Iblis and the subsequent destruction of the planet had only driven them closer together.

"I wish we could stop all this torment, stop Iblis.", he had mumbled.

"You're so naive, he is unstoppable.", she said back, smiling.

"Don't you ever wish you could be more, a hero.", he glared back.

"Sure, but you are a hero, you saved me.", she said, smiling.

"I...you know what I mean, a real hero.", he said, hanging his head.

She looked at him, as if thinking. She tilted her head and breathed heavily through her nose.

"Silver no matter what you think, you are a hero, a real hero, you don't have to be powerful, or strong, what makes you a hero is your desire for peace, and the feeling you have to help everyone. If you hope and work for a better life for others, no matter how insignificant, than you're a hero to me."

Silver looked at her as if trying to decide how to reply. He had a look of deep thought on his face as if trying to decide how to reply.

"Then by your own definition, you're a hero to.", he said.

"Don't say that, i'm weak, pathetic...", she hung her head low.

"What! Is this the Blaze that can control fire, has pulled people out of burning rubble, who has saved my sorry butt more then once, you are a hero Blaze, one i can only dream of becoming."

Blaze felt her eyes get teary and she sniffed, smiling happily.

"Thanks Silver, i guess were both heros.", she said.

"I guess we are.", stated Silver, loudly.

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Me smiled at the memory, it seemed so long ago, a fleeting memory of happiness. He wished it was still like that, just him and her against the world. He felt better. He had almost forgotten that memory and the thought of it sent him into a joy high. Life could be better he decided, he had Blaze, he could forge a new friendship.

He walked over to the body on his couch and gazed in wonder at her face. She had matured greatly since he last saw her, her clothes were raged as if she had seen many hardships, but the relaxed look on her face made her look like a peaceful child. LIke she used to.

He went to he kitchen and fetched a wet rag which he pressed on her forehead which he had noticed had gotten hot. As he pressed the rag on her head he saw her eyes flutter. He gasped and stroked his hand across her head. Her eyes opened completely and she looked up at him in a mixture of confusion and wonder.

"Blaze, can you hear me.", he whispered.

She responded to her name with a sense of longing and strain, as if she was trying to remember something but could not.

"Where am I?", she croaked, her voice was hoarse and Silver fetched her a glass of water.

He ran back to her and she drank greedily, gulping the fluid down until there was nothing left. He filled it up again and she drank another glass. She lay back down and stared at the ceiling.

"To answer your question you are at my house, do you remember anything.", He asked, a look of longing in his eyes.

Blaze had to shake her head, which accented the pain from her headache. When she answered the hedgehog in front of her looked down with such despair and sadness she wanted to hug him and tell him it would be ok. She heard him sniff as if in sadness and felt a pang of sympathy for the strange hedgehog in front of her.

"Do I know you.", she asked, noticing the way he looked at her.

"Once upon a time, I'm Silver, Silver the hedgehog", he replied.

"You called me Blaze, is that my name?", she asked.

The sad hedgehog in front of her nodded and and looked at her as if he wanted to hug her and say how much he missed her.

"It's nice to meet you Silver the hedgehog, I'm Blaze.", she said.

"Nice to meet you to...Blaze.", he whispered.

He said her name with such sadness that tears came to his eyes.

"It's nice to meet you..."

ahhhhh, sadness