This would end up being a one-shot, and definitely not along the lines I usually write. Bit on the sadder side, especially considering what happens to Sonic later in it.
What Friends are For
The figure looked around the small house. It didn't look that different. Not from what it had three years ago. It didn't look like its owner lived here, considering what it had heard about said owner. A small book caught its eye, and it picked it up, running hands over the cover and opening the pages. They were folded and bent, as though it had been thrown against a wall many times in its life. The pages were hardened from dried tears, and looked like they'd rip at any moment. The shape flipped through the book, then found the beginning. It was a date the intruder knew well. The owner of the house must have started this journal the day it happened. The gaze flickered to the words, and started reading.
"They're gone.
All of them.
The Chaotix broke up. Espio went back to wherever he and his ninjas come from. Can't get a hold of him. Charmy found a hive. Can't reach him. Vector moved out of reach. Don't know where. Shadow and Rouge are supposed to be deep undercover. G.U.N. won't let me contact them. Cream and Vanilla moved away, looking for somewhere Eggman didn't attack daily. They didn't tell me where.
And Amy, Tails, and Knuckles are…gone.
Eggman killed them. He was looking for a way to get to me. He wanted me shattered. Broken. Incapable of fighting back.
But he made a big, big mistake. He didn't realize something.
There's nothing more dangerous than a hero with nothing to lose."
There you have it. Another teaser. Definitely pretty far from what I usually write, but so far it's proving to be interesting to write.
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