Got this chapter up a lot quicker than the others!


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30 minutes before the rescue...


Rouge's P.O.V.

Ugh... Stupid cells. Amy tried picking the lock with her hair clip, but that didn't work. I then tried, but it still didn't work. I've tried using my nails, since their long, and that still didn't work.

Ugh, I'm so pissed off! I can't concentrate on anythin'! All I'm thinkin' about is Knuckles, Knuckles, Knuckles!

...Stupid imagination...

I sigh as I shift my bum a little. It was goin' numb from sittin' down for so long. I get into a better sittin' position. My left leg bent, restin' my left arm over it, leavin' my right leg flat on the ground.

Why did Eggman want us anyway? Just for the buys to come along, try and kill them, but fail, yet again, and then the guys rescuein' us?

Yeah... Sounds like the perfect plan!

He's gettin' too old for this now anyway. He's underestimating us as well. We're stronger than what we were four years ago, the last time we fought.

I started thinkin' about what else could I do to get us outta here, but I couldn't think of anything! Jeez, I'm a top agent, and I can't think of how to get out of a cell?

I sighed, depressed at the thought of an agent such as myself, can't get out of somethin' so pathetic. I look up to see what the others are doin'.

Cream's sittin' against the bars, hugging her knees to her chest. Her face had confusion written all over it. Wonder what's she's thinkin'...?

I look over at Amy, still, picking at the lock, sticking her tongue out. She does that when she's thinkin' real hard on something. Or just concentrating.

I watch her more another five minutes, but get a little annoyed that she's still tryin'.

"Ames, it ain't gonna work. There's no point."

She whipped her head round at the sound of my voice breaking the silence.

"What do you mean 'There's no point?' You've givin' up that easily, huh?" Her face showed a little anger, but her eyes shone with sadness...

"The guys are gonna come anyways..." I trailed off.

She sighed, turned back round to her cell door, and started pickin' the lock again. "You can't always rely on them, Rouge." She whispered harshly.

I looked back up at her, a little agitated that she, of all people, told me that.

"You're the one to talk! You're the one that always relied on Sonic comin' to the resume!"

She stopped what she was doin', stood up and walked to my cell wall that separated us.

"Encase you haven't kept track of time, Rouge, that was 5 years ago! Get your facts right!" I growled, gettin' really annoyed with her...

"Please don't start anythin' guys! We're s'pose to be getting each other outta here, not getting into arguments!" Cream pleaded, now paying full attention to reality.

But it was as if we didn't hear her at all, 'cause we continued our fight.

"You know what, Amy? I'm gettin' really sick and tiered of you thinkin' your right all the time! No, let me rephrase that, I am sick and tiered of it!"

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm gettin' sick of you always talkin' to me about Knuckles when we're on the phone! Can't you talk about somethin' else apart from him?!"

"Well at least I don't stalk my crush! It was pretty pathetic that you used to stalk Sonic all the time, givin' him no space at all, always wantin' to be around him, always wantin' something from him! Couldn't you've left him alone, like what he wanted!"

As soon as I shouted that out, I immediately regretted it. I didn't mean it! I really didn't!

I'll never forget the look of her face after I said that. It was an emotion that I never wanted to see again on Amy's face. Never.

She just stood there though, lookin' at me, mouth hanging open a little.

After a couple minutes of silence, she turned around and started pickin' the lock again.
That's when I came back to reality.

"Amy? Ames, I didn't mean that. I swear! I-it just came out! I didn't mean it! Ames?"

...No response...

Just the sound of her clip clickin' the lock.

How could I of said something so horrible to someone so special?

I didn't have anymore time to think, as Eggman had just opened the door, letting the corridor lights flood the room, instantly shielding our eyes from the brightness of the light. He chuckled, deep and meaningless. It gave you shivers down your spine, no matter how many times you heard it.

"Ah, you're all awake. Perfect. Hmm... I think Rouge would do nicely for this... experiment." He chuckled again. Shivers, again. Fear, what was he planning? "The strongest shall test out the battle fields first. She would last longer than the other two."

...No...

"D3000, take the bat with you to the field." With that said, a steel robot stepped forward, coming closer to my cell. Lifting its huge clawed hand, ready to strike my door. Until...

Click.

"No!"

A scream.

A thud.

I opened my eyes. In front of my cell was Amy, lying on the floor, a wound on her stomach, blood already covering the floor.

No...

I looked over at her cell. Her door wide open. She got it open...

Now, she's lying on the floor, letting out gasps of pain, clutching her stomach.

"No!" Me and Cream said at the same time.

Eggman had already turned back around, curious of what all the commotion was about.

He smirked. That smirk... Goose bumps went up my arms. I didn't, couldn't see anythin' except Amy. That's all that mattered right now. Her.

Eggman took steps forward, echoing through the room. He stopped in front of Amy. He chuckled. "You want to go, rather than Rouge, Amy?" He laughed. "Very well, then. D3000, change of plans. Take the hedgehog instead..."

"No!" I shouted out. I started hitting the bars, crying out her name. Anything. "Don't touch her, you bastard! Amy! No, Amy!"

The robot moved forward, scooping Amy in its hand, being rough. She cried out in pain. No! Take me, not her! It's me you want! "It's me you want! Take me! You bastard!"

I kept hitting the bars; I won't stop until she's in front of me again, safe.

I felt a pair of hands take my wrists gently, thinking it was maybe a robot or something. But I heard his voice. Knuckles...

I opened my eyes, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. And there he was, his face giving me a soft look...

"Eggman's got Amy, and it's not like any of the other times. He's really gonna hurt her…"

I started sobbing again. I shouldn't be. I should be outta this cell, finding Amy! Helping her!

But I couldn't. The shock was still settling in. First we had an argument, and then she saves my ass, after me being a bitch to her!

I then realise, that now's not the time for sympathy, or crying my eyes out.

Now's the time to get my Ames back. Our Ames back...

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