AN: It's been a while but I finally can submit the first chapter of my newest story! I've been working on this story for years now, but I finally feel comfortable submitting it for you all to enjoy. I hope you all enjoy going on another Shadamy fanfic! Oh, also, do you guys like the cover art for the story? I actually commissioned Zketcherz over on deviantART for this and I am in love with it!
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Sitting in the waiting room of a mechanic store, Rouge, a beautiful, thirty-something bat, sat behind a desk across from her newest interviewee of the day. Rouge wore a white tube top that revealed a bit of her stomach, skintight navy jeans, and a black leather jacket that read: "Brothers of Chaos" across the back with a skull biting down onto a green chaos emerald. Finally, on her feet, she wore some knee-high black boots. The bat looked down at her clipboard and tapped her blue pen against the wooden frame as she pondered to herself. "So, you understand the circumstances of this interview, correct?" her stern, mature voice questioned.
"Yes, I understand," a younger voice replied.
Rouge glanced up at her job recipient, a bright, young twenty-four-year-old medical nurse named Amy Rose. Amy was a cute, girl-next-door type, pink hedgehog, with glossy jade eyes. She wore a radiant yellow canary sundress with white flowers, and gold bangles around both her wrist, along with some tan gladiator sandals. Rouge eyed the girl up and down in scrutiny before realizing she was gazing at her for too long. Amy blinked back at the potential employer looking concerned by her first impression. Was there something on her face? Was she not dressed appropriately? She couldn't quite read the white bat at that moment.
Rouge quickly shifted her eyes down to her interview questions. "Ahem, I'm sorry, now back to the questions…" She flipped a few pages on her clipboard and stopped to glance at Amy's resume again. "I noticed you have quite the experience in the medical field under your belt," she commented with praise.
Amy nodded with composure. "Yes, ma'am, I've worked in the ER for three years now. I've pretty much seen everything when it comes to emergencies."
Rouge smiled at her. "I'm sure you have. I'm sure you've got quite a few stories up your sleeve," she chuckled lightly. "And I see you graduated top of your class from Mobius University. That's very impressive," she commended.
Amy tried to refrain from getting cocky with the accolades. She had worked her butt off to get where she was. However, it was nice to be noticed from her work. "Yes, I worked very hard; however, I'm still not where I want to be. I plan on furthering my education and going for my doctorate."
Rouge nodded as she listened. "Wow, I see. So, that leads me to my next question. Why is it that you want to work as an on-sight nurse for our company? Based on what I'm seeing, you could easily be snatched up by any other hospital of your choice based on your credentials."
Amy clasped her hands together in her lap and sat up straight. "Well, that's true, but right now, my previous employment was not able to meet the funds I'd need to acquire the education for me to achieve a higher position. I want to be able to continue to practice as a nurse but also get more time to do online schooling," she answered.
Rouge tapped the pen up against her lips as she stared back at the girl. "Right, that makes sense," she concurred. "I'm assuming the sum we advertised online looked suitable for you?"
"Yes, ma'am, it'd be able to cover all my classes. Plus there's a nice added bonus that I'd have room and board." Rouge lowered the clipboard in her lap and looked deep in thought. She bit her lower lip and Amy couldn't help but notice she looked conflicted in thought. "Um, is something the matter, ma'am?"
"That's just it, I'm not sure," she replied with uncertainty. "Look…Amy, you seem like a very sweet girl and you're definitely very experienced and well qualified in your field, but I'm struggling to determine if our company would be the right fit for you here."
Amy swallowed the lump in her throat. She couldn't let this opportunity slip away; she'd come too far now. She needed this. "Do you mind elaborating on your concerns for my placement? I think if you gave me a moment, I could justify my position."
Rouge's ears perked and she tilted her head, surprised. It was evident this girl did not want to walk away in defeat and there was something very impressive there. "Of course." She clasped her hands together and rested them in her lap giving her, her full attention. "We both know how you got here. You found our ad on the dark web, correct?"
"That's right," Amy concurred.
"Then you are well aware of the potentially illegal undisclosed practices that take place at our facility. If you take this job you will have to accept that your patients are sometimes morally corrupt and have done terrible things to warrant their injuries. Will you be able to take care of our staff in a time of need?" she questioned sternly.
"Although I do not quite know what this company does for a living. I'm well aware of the type of activities that may be going on here," she began. "Ma'am, I took the Nightingale's pledge a long time ago. At the end of the day, I'm not a police, a judge, or any other type of law enforcement. My job is to help the sick or the injured and I won't hold any biases here," she answered whole-heartedly.
Rouge looked quite impressed by her answer. "My, my…You know what-" She extended her right hand out. Amy looked down at it and grasped it after realizing what it meant. Rouge shook it up and down and gave her a big smile. "Congratulations, Ms. Rose, you've got the job."
Amy's face beamed from the good news. "Oh, thank you so much! You won't regret it!"
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Once signing all the paperwork needed, Rouge lead Amy to show her around her new work facility. Walking behind the mature bat with a backpack and rolling suitcase in hand, the two females entered a two-story home just off site from the mechanic shop they had held the interview at. Amy stared up at the large home in awe. "So, this is where everyone lives?" she inquired, pointing up.
Rouge walked up the three steps to the front porch of the home. On the porch was a swing bench and a few rocking chairs. "Yes, that's right," she smiled. She reached for the door and unlocked it, opening it up. Rouge gestured for Amy to go ahead and she walked inside.
Once indoors, Amy was quite surprised by how well kempt the place looked. "Not to sound rude, but I didn't expect it be so clean for a bunch of bikers," Amy chuckled.
Rouge laughed at her assumption. "Hey, you came on a good day. Sometimes the boys can really make it look like an atomic bomb went off in here, especially after some parties they throw. However, I'm a bit of a neat freak and I harp on the boys to keep it clean for the most part," she explained. "Now, let me give you a tour of the place."
Amy followed the bat as she led her off to the right into the large living and dining room. "This is our living room," she gestured moving her arms out. "You have a large leather oversized chaise couch right here," she pointed. "This is where we sit back and watch some TV or just kick back and relax, maybe read some books, you know the drill," she dismissed quickly. "Oh, and over here," she gestured walking behind the couch. "This is our dining room." Amy stared at a long stretch dining room wooden table with seven chairs. "This is where we specifically eat our meals. Again, I'm a bit anal with people eating all over the house. So make sure all meals are eaten here or in the kitchen," she explained.
"Right, got it," Amy affirmed.
"Speaking of the kitchen, let's make that our next stop," she segued. Rouge led Amy into the next room connecting from the living room. The two entered a nice modern, white-tiled kitchen with black granite countertops. "Okay, so here we have our standard kitchen. Feel free to use whatever appliances you want, just make sure to clean up after yourself."
"Who does most of the cooking around here?" Amy asked curiously.
"Oh, that's easy. Shadow, the vice president of the club, he does most of the cooking, but he can be a bit of a control freak though," she warned. "Before I forget-" She walked over to the French door refrigerator and opened up both doors. "Feel free to help yourself to anything in the fridge, but if it has a name label on it, DO. NOT. TOUCH. IT," she made explicit. "Unless you wanna really piss someone off, then go ahead and eat their food. Some of these boys get real angry when they find out people have eaten their leftovers."
Amy gave the bat a sheepish grin. "I doubt I'll make that mistake," she chuckled uncomfortably.
"Smart girl," she chuckled. "Now, let me show you our entertainment room!"
Amy followed the bat out of the kitchen, through the living room, and back towards the main entrance to the house. "Wow, you sure have a lot of rooms in this place!"
"Yeah, the guys have done a lot of remodeling over the years. We've had some really good years of earning," she winked. The two stopped in front of a standard looking wooden closet door. "Now this right here, is the door that leads to the basement. This is where we throw a lot of parties." Rouge opened the door and the two walked down the wooden stairs leading to the basement. Rouge flicked the light switch on revealing downstairs.
Amy's eyes widened at the reveal. The basement was very spacious and held various entertaining variables. There was a pool table, a full bar with stools that was completely stocked with all different alcohols, a dart board, a sofa in front of a smaller TV with various game consoles, and even a dance floor. "This is absolutely incredible."
"Isn't it?" Rouge smirked. "We just installed the bar last year and it's been a big hit. The boys like to come down here and blow off some steam with the games."
"This just makes me all the more curious to find out what you guys really do. Especially now that I saw how much you'll be paying me," Amy admitted.
Rouge crossed her arms over her busty chest. "Oh, sweetie, you'll find out soon enough. Now, c'mon, let me show you your office."
Once getting back upstairs, Rouge led Amy to another door across from the living room and dining room. "This is your office," she announced opening up the door. Amy stepped inside the office and seemed rather impressed with the set up in the examination room. There was a rolling stool, a nice white counter top and brown wooden cabinets, an exam table off to the side, a computer, stethoscope, gloves, a sink, a scale pushed up against the far left wall, a blood pressure machine, blood sugar reader, glass jars filled with cotton swabs, gauze, and bandages.
Rouge smiled, pleased by the look on the nurse's face. Amy didn't realize it, but she was wandering all over the room going through cabinets and drawers, looking for any fault, but was coming up short. "Don't worry, you're fully stocked with all medical supplies you could ever need. If you feel like your missing something let us know and I'll send out one of our guys to pick it up for you."
Amy turned around to look at her employer, stunned by the amount of medical supplies. "How…how did you manage to get all of this? This is expensive equipment and some of it they don't easily sell to the public."
Rouge shrugged innocently. "We're able to pull a few strings here and there. With the work we do, we know we're going to need as many supplies on hand for emergencies. We want our medical professions to be ready for any situation. I assume you're happy with your work space?"
"It's almost identical to the examination rooms I've interned in with primary physicians. So yes!"
Rouge clasped her hands together, pleased to hear her approval. "I'm happy to hear that. Now, there's one final place to finish off our tour. Let me show you to your room."
Heading upstairs, Amy came face to face with eight doors on either side of the long hall. "This is where our rooms are located. As you can see each door has a name on it, and this one over here at the end of the hall is your room." She opened up the door allowing Amy inside. The room wasn't very big and was only large enough to hold a dresser, small closet, a bed, and window. "I hope this is alright."
Amy plopped her backpack down on the bed and parked her rolling suitcase beside the bed. "This is fine, Ms. Rouge. I'm just happy to have a roof over my head, food, and a job."
"That's wonderful, and Amy, you don't have to add the Miss. You can just call me Rouge, we're pretty casual around here," she advised.
Amy gave the bat a sheepish grin. "Oh, my apologies. Thank you for hiring me, Rouge. I hope to make you and your team proud."
"I'm sure you will, hun." She glanced at her wristwatch. "Ooh, the boys should be arriving home any minute now. They were out on a run, so I'll introduce you to them once they get here." Right on cue, the sound of approaching motorcycle engines roared in the near distance. Rouge glanced out Amy's window and could see a dirt cloud and a group of Mobians on motorcycles approaching the complex on the dirt road out back. "Looks like they're here!" she sang. She turned around and grabbed ahold of Amy's left wrist. "Come on, Amy, let's meet the boys."
"Uh, okay!" Amy jolted forward as the bat strutted powerfully out of the bedroom and lead her downstairs.
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Outside, a powerful and buff looking red echidna dismounted his motorcycle momentarily to unlock the metal gates and pull them open to allow the crew into the compound. A flock of motorcyclists drove through the gates once they were parted and navigated to their designated parking spots just in front of their home. One by one, each cyclist parked their identical, sleek, black, and chrome Harley – Davidson Dyna Super Glides just in front of the front porch in the rocky gravel.
Amy and Rouge waited on the front porch to greet their arrivals. The first one to take off their full-face helmet was the red echidna Amy had spotted opening the gates. He was wearing the same black leather cut jacket that Rouge was wearing adorning the title, "Brothers of Chaos." He wore black combat boots, blue ripped jeans, and a tight, white, wife-beater shirt showing off his toned upper body. The guy clearly looked liked he enjoyed an upper body workout. He approached the two girls first and eyed the newcomer. "Who's this?" he questioned, nodding his head in Amy's direction.
"Knuckles, this is Amy Rose, our new medic. I just hired her today."
Knuckles extended a hand out for her to shake. She accepted the gesture and shook his hand, feeling his firm and strong grip. "Nice to meet you, Nurse Rose. Has my old lady treated you well so far?"
Amy pulled her hand out of their friendly hand exchange and looked befuddled by the term. She laughed uncomfortably. "Old lady?" she repeated with confusion laced in her tone.
"Old lady refers to me," Rouge quickly piped in. "That's the term we use around here for long term girlfriend or wife," she explained.
"Oh, I see," Amy responded. "Well, to answer your question. She's been nothing but lovely to me," she smiled.
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Rouge can be a real charmer, but you have to watch out for her bad side. She can be a real piece of work if you get on her wrong side," he snickered. Rouge punched him in the shoulder by his comment and Knuckles feigned a pained expression from what he deemed a light punch. "Ouch, touchy subject, babe?" he cracked with a smirk.
She scoffed. "Ignore him, he doesn't know what he's talking about."
Knuckles backed up and raised his hands in surrender and headed inside. "What do I know, huh? Hope you like working here, Amy. We're a bit of an eclectic bunch."
A few moments later another red echidna sauntered up the steps. This male echidna was a bit older though. He looked to be in his earlier to mid-fifties. He looked just like Knuckles except he had big bushy eyebrows and a dark red triangle stripe on the top of his head, and two horizontal stripes on his two quills framing his face. He also sported a grey goatee, showcasing his older age. He wore a black denim vest instead of the black leather jacket. "Newcomer, huh?" he stated.
"Amy, this is Knuckles' father, and my father-in-law, Locke," Rouge introduced. "Locke, this is our new medic."
Locke exchanged a friendly handshake with her. "Pleasure to meet you, young lady," he smiled.
Amy returned a friendly smile. "Same goes for you."
"I hope this doesn't sound rude with this being a short introduction, but I'm sure I'll get to know you more in time. My back is giving me issues so I need to find a seat inside," he explained apologetically.
"Oh, no, I understand. Nice meeting you. I'm sure we'll talk more later," she waved. "Come and see me about your back later and I can sort it out."
He gave her a curt nod and then headed back inside.
Next to walk up was a twenty-seven-year-old black and red armadillo named Mighty and twenty-three-year-old, green spiky haired hedgehog, Manic. Mighty was the cleanest cut looking one she had met. He was nice on the eyes and had rather dazzling blue eyes one could get lost in. Not to mention, he also had a bright smile that could make any girl swoon. On the other hand, there was Manic, a grunge-looking metal-loving rocker. Manic had frazzled bangs going in every direction, three eyebrow piercings on his left eyebrow, both his ears pierced, a sleeve tattoo on one arm, and his bottom lip pierced too. The guy clearly had an affinity for metal studs and reeked of weed. The two of them were wearing black leather jackets, grey t-shirts and jeans with combat boots.
"Mighty, Manic, this is Amy Rose our newest nurse on sight," she introduced.
Mighty exchanged a hand. "Nice to meet you, Amy."
Manic crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out a lower lip. "Damn, and here I was thinkin' we got a new sweet butt for the club," he bemoaned. He eyed Amy up and down, checking out any assets of hers on display. "Hmm…"
Once again, Amy was left confused by yet another unfamiliar term, not to mention slightly uncomfortable by his prolonged stare. "Um, excuse me?"
Mighty face-palmed by the naivety of his partner. "Did you really have to say that out loud right now?" he reprimanded. He glanced back over to Amy apologetically. "Ignore and stay clear of this loser," he gestured with a thumb point. "He has no filter."
"A sweet butt is just another term for a girl that hangs around the compound available for sex," Rouge whispered into her ear.
Amy blushed profusely at the notion that Manic believed she was one of them. She waved her hands frantically out in front of her. "Oh, no, no, no. You've got the wrong idea about me."
Mighty couldn't help but crack a grin at her blushing. He found it rather adorable. "I'm sure you're gonna pick up the lingo around here real fast, Amy." He walked past her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Nice meeting you," he winked.
Manic placed his arms behind his head and huffed as he walked past the girls and followed Mighty inside. "Yeah, yeah, nice meeting yah, toots."
"Hey Rookie," Rouge waved, eying the next member approaching. The next guy was a red wolf with yellow eyes. He wore thick rimmed black glasses, a utility belt with a bunch of gadgets and other gears, a blue tooth device in one of ear, and green gloves. Compared to the other guys, he definitely didn't fit in with the protocol around here. He looked like a nerdy tech guy, not some outlaw biker like the rest did. One thing Amy noticed was he wasn't wearing a leather jacket like the others. Instead, he wore a black leather cut with no sleeves. On the back of his cut read, "ROOKIE." The guy looked quite young and was probably somewhere in his early twenties.
"His name is Rookie?" Amy questioned for clarification.
Rouge shook her head. "No, his name is Gadget," she introduced. "His nickname is Rookie around here because he's not officially apart of the club yet. He's in the hazing process to see if he's worthy," she explained.
"Oh, I see…" Amy replied.
"Hiya miss," Gadget waved.
"Nice to meet you, Gadget. I'm Amy Rose, the new nurse on staff," she smiled sweetly.
"Nice to have you onboard, miss," he smiled before walking into the house.
That left the last two members of the biker club—two ebony looking hedgehogs looking rather similar in appearance. The one ebony hedgehog had red stripes, piercing red eyes, a brooding, "Don't fuck with me," look, while the other one had a more unsettling and darker aura about him. He had more bluish-grey looking stripes, reptilian green eyes that were terrifying to look at for too long, and jagged upward quills. The one with the red stripes was definitely more attractive between the two.
"Mephiles, Shadow," Rouge started. "This is our-"
"—No need to repeat it, Rouge," the black and red hedgehog stated placing up a hand. "We heard what she's here for several times while we were dismounting our bikes."
Rouge watched as he walked up the stairs and barely even took a glance in Amy's direction, brushing past the two and heading for the front door. As Amy watched him depart, the guy completely lost any attractive appeal solely from sour his attitude.
The bat spun around looking taken-aback by his rude first impression. "Um, hello. You could at least introduce yourself to her!"
Shadow didn't even bother to stop. "No point, doubt she'll be here for very long anyway." Amy watched as he fled the scene. She didn't know quite what his problem was, but she'd make sure to stay clear of irking him during her stay.
Feeling embarrassed by Shadow's first introduction, Rouge turned around to face Amy apologetically. "I am so sorry, Amy. I-I don't know what his problem is right now."
"Oh, just ignore my younger brother. He can be so moody at times," the other creepy hedgehog butted in. He reached out and grasped Amy's hand with his right and patted the top of it with his left hand. "My name is Mephiles, I'm Shadow's older brother and the current president of this club," he introduced smoothly.
Amy tried to refrain from swallowing the lump forming in her throat before the hedgehog. There was something oddly haunting and off-putting by this guy. His hands were icy cold to the touch, his eyes were absolutely goose-bump inducing, and it was as if he was staring straight into her soul. "Nice to meet you too, Mephiles. I hope to make a better impression on your brother next time."
Releasing his hold on her hand, he cocked his head to the side slowly. "I'm sure you will, my dear. I'm sure he'll come around on you eventually…"
"Again, it was nice meeting you," she forced a smile onto her face and waved.
With that, the dark hedgehog slithered his way into the home to rejoin the others. Amy looked to Rouge who was grimacing at the elder brother as he departed. "Just keep this between you and me, sweetheart," she whispered. "But if there's anyone you need to truly stay away from, it's that creep," she gestured with a shoulder lift. "He's always given me the heeby-jeebies, not to mention he's a complete closet pervert."
Amy didn't want to start any type of gossip or pre-determined bias and shrugged in response. "I'm sure he's not that bad."
"You'll come to your own decision on that soon enough," she replied. Rouge gestured for Amy to follow her inside the house. "Now, let's get you settled in. Dinner will be ready in an hour."
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Later on, that night after Amy had gotten settled in, the entire biker crew sat at the dinner table with their newest employee to enjoy a home-cooked meal. Most of the boys scarfed down their food hungrily at the table and didn't have much table discussion. Amy sat at the far end of the table, opposite from the moody vice president and in between Mighty and Rouge. "Sooo," Mighty sang, catching her attention. "Amy, are you around from this area?" he asked curiously.
She shook her head. "No, I'm actually from Tech City," she answered.
He continued to cut up his food. "Tech City, huh?" he repeated in astonishment. "That's a very expensive area, but I heard it's pretty cool. What made you move out of the big city and over to Mercia?"
Amy finished taking a sip of her water. "Oh, you know, I just lived there for so long and I felt I needed a change of scenery," she shrugged nonchalantly.
"If I could afford it, I'd love to live in Tech City," Gadget chimed in. "It's very illustrious I've heard."
"Yeah, it is, but it can get to you after a while," Amy added.
"I think I'd hate living in the city. I like living the land," Locke piped in.
"Of course, you'd say that…" Rouge chuckled looking at her father-in-law. Her sight turned back to Amy. "Anyway, it must get old seeing the same tall skyscraper buildings all the time, huh?"
Amy moved the last remains of food around on her plate. "Yeah, something like that," she chuckled awkwardly.
"How long did you live there anyway?" Mighty continued to probe.
She lowered her fork. "For a few years now," she replied. "I've wanted to explore Mobius for a long time, and I finally found an opportunity to do it."
"Don't you miss your friends or family?" Knuckles asked, from his end of the table.
"My parents died when I was in high school, and most of my friends I can still keep in touch with through texts and phone calls. I have and uncle and an aunt that are still alive, but I'm not very close with them anymore…"
"Ah, geez, I'm sorry to hear about your parents," Knuckles apologized.
Amy waved her hands out. "No, it's quite alright. It's been long enough to accept."
"Soooo," Manic interrupted, swaying the mood. "Amy, are you, single or what?" he questioned raising his eyebrows up and down suggestively. "Because I'm not asking for me, but for a friend," he grinned, elbowing Mighty's right side. Mighty grunted and shot the green hedgehog a glare.
Amy paused for a moment as she carefully considered her answer and feigned a smile. "I am single," she announced.
"Awesome," Manic smiled. "I'll let my friend know. He might be interested after all," he winked. The table minus Shadow and Mephiles erupted into laughs at Manic's childish nature.
However, Shadow had been listening to Amy tell her life story but shook his head to himself as he chewed a bite of steak. This girl clearly did not belong here and was way in over her head. Once she knew what she got herself involved in, she'd be gone in a matter of time. Secondly, she wouldn't fit in, and most of all, there was something very suspicious about her. It felt like she was hiding something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what. He was sure he'd figure it out eventually.
Interestingly enough, Mephiles had the exact opposite opinion of the new girl. He had had a difficult time keeping his eyes off her since her arrival. She was an absolute stunner. She had a lovely slender figure, cute perky tits, a taut ass, sparkling jade eyes, and a dazzling smile. What he would give to have her for himself. Perhaps he'd even make her his old lady. He hadn't had one for quite some time. "Oh, Ms. Rose, do you mind if I ask how long you've been single. It's just it stuns me to discover someone as beautiful as you be unclaimed by a male consort."
"Oh, thank you, Mephiles. Um, I've been single for a couple of months is all," she explained carefully.
"Well, there are plenty of suitors here in Mercia. I'm sure it won't be long before you find someone to your fancy," he stated optimistically.
"If I'm honest, right now, I'm not really looking for a relationship. I'm more focused on settling in and focusing on my studies—but it something comes my way unexpectedly I'm not opposed to it," she shrugged.
Mephiles rested his face on one hand resting on the tabletop. "What a fantastic outlook," he mused.
•~•
After dinner, Amy sat up in her bedroom and sat on her bed typing away at her laptop. She was in the middle of completing one of her school courses, in her pajamas when she heard a bit of a heated discussion coming from down the hall. Her door was already slightly cracked, so with her curiosity getting the best of her, Amy lowered the screen to her laptop and scooted off the bed. As she got closer to her door, she quietly gripped the handle and parted the door to peek out.
At the other end of the hall she could see Shadow and Rouge standing at the top of the stairs. Shadow looked irritable as always as he moved his arms around in annoyance. "Just what the hell were you thinking when hiring that girl, Rouge?" he whispered in a hissed voice.
Rouge kept her arms blocking her chest as she glared up at the hedgehog. "We needed a medic on site. Most of our applicants were not qualified enough or were too sketchy. She's the best thing I've seen come in for awhile now," she whispered back.
Shadow raised his arms up. "Why can't we just get our old guy back? Pay him more if that's what it takes."
Rouge growled in frustration. "Shadow, Dr. Quack was starting to lose it mentally. We had no choice but to let him go," she reminded quietly. "I don't know what your issue is with Amy, but she's done nothing offensive whatsoever. What don't you like about her?"
Shadow paced a bit in the hall, grumbling and looking around for a good excuse. "She doesn't belong in our world and I don't trust her as far as I can throw her," he answered quietly.
"I don't give a shit if you don't think she fits in," she barked in a hushed voice. "She's practically a doctor and she's here to do one job and that's to take care of, you assholes," she pointed venomously.
"You won't see me going to her to even get a band-aid," he glared.
Rouge took a threatening step closer, practically meeting him nose-to nose. "I swear to fucking Chaos, if you do anything to make this girl quit, I will personally fuck you up myself," she warned. "Give her a god damn chance."
Amy quietly closed her door after hearing most of the conversation. So, that was it, huh? Shadow didn't like her because he didn't believe she could handle their work environment and he didn't trust her? Well, if that was the case, she was going to do everything she could to earn her place.
Heading back over to her bed, her cellphone vibrated on her mattress. Amy reached over and picked up the phone and glanced at the caller I.D. which read "C.S." She quickly accepted the phone call and placed the phone to her ear. "Hello?"
"…Amy?"
Amy sunk back down onto her bed and smiled recognizing the familiar voice. "Cosmo, it's great to hear from you!" she stated.
"It's good to hear from you too," the friendly female said on the other side. "I've been wanting to call sooner, but I know you instructed me to wait for a certain time period to pass."
"I know it must have been difficult, but I'm honestly fine now. I've found a new place."
"…Is it safe?" Cosmo questioned with concern laced in her tone.
"Safer than it was back in Tech City," Amy countered. "Speaking of which has anything notable happened since I've been gone?"
"They've come to the hospital quite a few times trying to get information, but they've been unsuccessful," Cosmo explained. "I can see they're quite upset."
"As long as I can keep them off my trail, all the better. Do you think they have any idea I left the city?"
"Honestly, I'm not sure," Cosmo replied.
"I'm hoping this time will be for good. I think I've covered my bases well."
"I think you have too. I'll inform you if I catch any wind of them catching on."
Amy smiled on her end. "You've helped me out so much these past months. Thank you."
Cosmo giggled on her end. "You're my best friend Amy, what do you expect? I wish you the best of luck. Stay healthy and safe and text or call me if you need anything. I mean it."
Amy smiled on her end, touched that Cosmo cared so much about her. "Thank you, Cosmo. I really appreciate it."
"Alright, good night, Amy."
"Night, Cosmo," Amy replied and hung up.
Amy glanced over to her photo on her desk of her and her friend Cosmo. The picture was of the two of them posing in their nursing station back in Tech City after becoming best friends from their first week of their official nursing job. She smiled as she reminisced the good memories they spent working together. She would miss working side by side with the green seedrian but she knew in her heart she'd someday see her in person again once it was safe.
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