Hey guys! I might be getting over my writers block... Oh shoot. I jinxed myself (looks around)... Erm... While I search for wood to knock on, please listen to the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: Dark-Illusion-Detective does not own any of the Sonic Characters nor does she own Sega. She does however own her OCs, Sinister the Hedgehog, Spades the Cat, Toxin the Hedgehog, Rogue the Demon, Cecelia the Armadillo, and other OCs mentioned in the previous other chapters.

(Knocks on table) Thank you Disclaimer. And I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I had fun trying to think of the strange possibilities of how this chapter could go.

Chapter Seven: A Destined Meeting

Rain was falling from the clouds like bullets being fired out of a pistol, that was the only thing that the set of blue eyes took into consideration as she watched them. She was hidden and she was actually surprised that she was still alive.

Angel was hiding among the branches of the large apple tree to prevent getting sick, but she still shivered as the cold gusts of wind blew past her. She had to admit, she was scared. When a demon appears out of nowhere and kills...

She had to stop herself at that moment. She whimpered as the wind blew harder and harder, and her stomach growled as though to claim that things were only going to get worse. Angel stood up, preparing to fly out of the tree but the wind blew her out of the tree and she shrieked.

A set of hands caught her and she covered her eyes out of fear.

"Hey are you okay?"

Angel moved her hands away from her eyes to see a weasel with a western hat on and with a pistol that was attached to his belt. She nodded quickly as she got out of his grip only to fall down. She started crying suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"I got attacked! My friend is in deep trouble, my other friend just got killed, I'm stuck in this cold weather and I'm hungry!"

Angel remained crying for a while until she smelled something delicious, even if it was a simple food item. A small loaf of bread. The weasel held it out.

"Here. I don't need it anyways. I'm heading to a hideout for a while, if you want you can come with me," he said calmly as though he knew what to do... or if he just wanted to shut her up.

Angel got up, nibbling on the bread.

"Really?"

The weasel nodded, "I'm Fang the weasel. And you are?"

"Angel."

"Well then Angel, come with me and I'll get you out of this cold weather."

The butterfly skipped along side Fang as he put the hat on Angel's head to keep her from getting wet. Fang didn't get along with kids too well, but... why did he get along with Angel? Even Angel, the controller of time, had no idea, but it felt good to have someone near her.

Fang looked at Angel and just realized that her hands were covered in scratches and bite marks. He then asked, "what attacked you?"

"... Cecelia..."

Fear rose in Angel's voice along with fresh tears that began to spill from her eyes. Fang felt guilty for making her cry, no, he didn't do it. This Cecelia person did. He patted Angel on the head to only receive a look of curiosity.

"Hey, cheer up. I'll protect you for a while."

"How long is a while?" Angel found herself wondering as she looked down at her muddy shoes as she took Fang's hand and held onto it like a little kid would. Fang glanced at Angel and found that she was crying.

"D-Don't... please don't leave me alone..."

Now Fang realized that he was stuck in the vortex called 'guilt trip'. The weasel sighed and he said, "I won't. I promise I won't."

After he said that his grip on her hand tightened slightly. He made a promise, now came the challenge... how long would he be able to keep his promise?

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Rogue sighed as he sat in a tree branch and watched Angel and Fang. He felt the fear rolling off Angel like tidal waves, and he also felt a protective surge of energy rip through Fang. Of course those simple emotions were wiped out of his sight thanks to the hatred and jealousy that tore through him. Wait? Jealousy?

Shadow chaos controlled next to Rogue and asked, "should I get them?"

"No... lets make them think they're safe. Then attack when least expected," Rogue replied quietly. Shadow nodded as he chaos controlled to another tree, then another; following them.

The demon's stone grey eyes now turned blood red as he glared at Angel. He was happy that she was suffering, that Cecelia had carried through the plan as planned. There was one remaining thought on his mind though; what became of the others? He knew that one of them were killed, but he knew that the person that was killed wasn't Charmy, nor was it Fate. This alone sent him on the verge of killing something.

"Rogue... Cecelia to Rogue."

Rogue got down into a crouch position and watched as the duo vanished in the shadows of the forest.

"Rogue to Cecelia, status?"

"I did as you said but the others escaped. Angel has been destroyed."

"That's... wait... destroyed?"

"Yes. I just burned her remains not too long ago. She didn't put up a fight, she sacrificed herself to protect Charmy... but Master Rogue, why do you sound so confused?" Cecelia asked telepathically.

Rogue felt his world stop, felt the rain freeze around him and then... for the first time, he felt slight fear.

"You're sure she's dead."

"Positive."

Silence passed between the duo's mind conversation until Rogue quickly stated, "Keep track of the others, don't kill them. Just make sure they don't find Sinister the Hedgehog."

"Yes Master Rogue."

The conversation had ended and Rogue slickly moved from shadow to shadow until he caught up with Fang and Angel. They were walking and Angel was talking to Fang about her friend, Sinister, who was in deep trouble because bad people were after her. Fang nodded and said something he couldn't quite hear but he could guess that they were comforting words.

Angel was dead. But yet, here she was. He then whispered, "darkness and light, fall upon her and reveal me her inner sight."

Then Rogue felt himself vanish from the real world and suddenly he was back in the same spot he had been. Anger crossed into his face, the spell failed.

But he felt a shiver run down his back; this just proved that Angel really was dead. How she was here when over a hundred miles away she had been killed and why she attached to Fang was just a mystery to him that he couldn't solve. Angel... her presence here made him feel fear for the first time. He felt horrible.

Angel was the controller of time, even the fatal blow that killed her, didn't stop her from being around. Rogue felt his clawed fingers grip the trunk of the tree too tightly and the tree snapped like a minature twig. Fang and Angel stopped and turned toward the tree that had been reduced to a pile of splinters. Moments passed before Fang sighed.

"Lets keep going. It's dangerous to be outside when it's raining like this."

Angel nodded, "okay."

They faded from his sight again. Rogue couldn't move, he felt paralyzed. He could've done what most villains would've, killed the duo and hunted after Sinister himself. But he knew that Sinister wasn't alone, and if that was the case then he knew she would be well protected. Then it dawned on him his next move in this massive game of cat and mouse. He knew how to get rid of his opponent, once and for all.

Rogue smiled, revealing his pure white fangs that dripped with a trace of faded blood. He then fell into the shadows, and followed them, refusing to back down out of his plan due to a mere set back.

Set backs are one of those things that can be a good thing or a very deadly thing. What Rogue didn't know was that it can work in one way or both ways.

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I know, it's a short chapter, but I couldn't think of anything after my cousin once again erased this chapter. I jinxed myself from the beginning I swear. This is my third time writting this. The first two times it was erased it was because my computer acted up. Blah, but I finally have it done... on Wednesday... Anyways, before anything else happens I'll get started on the next chapter right away. I hope you guys enjoyed it and please tell me what you guys think.