The Light In The Dark

The Big Bang

(MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING: HEAVY GORE, THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE, PTSD, AND SLIGHT ABUSIVE NATURES)

(2:36 A.M)

Sonic POV:

I keep waking back up, having a huge migraine. I felt so weak when laying here. The thought of Knuckles being gone, the way I still blame myself for what happened to him. The image of Knuckles' dead body laying on the ground in front of the door... it just keeps repeating in my head. I can't help but think I could have done something to stop this. 'Why does Silver want me gone so bad? Am I really actually that dangerous to society? Maybe I should just accept that I am bad luck to everyone that I come across. And thinking about what he has said, how he mentioned it if I didn't meet up with him in twenty-four hours... that Shadow would be gone too. I can't live with myself anymore if he ends up dying next. Screw it... I'll meet up with him. If it means to keep at least Shadow safe, I'll do it.' Bags were filled under my eyes from the lack of sleep. I noticed how if I moved an inch, my bones seemed to shiver or limp in my skin. The numbing feeling in my fingers, it felt like I was touching static. I never thought I would be back in this state. Broken... drained... hoping and praying I can at least make someone happy, or that I don't fail another person. My chest was heavy, it hurt to take deep breaths... almost stinging my throat with each intake of oxygen to my body. I wanted to reject it, I wanted to hide and disappear... but I had to keep going for Shadow.

Finally sitting up on the bed, rubbing between my eyes. A soft yawn escaping my lips as my tired being slumped over the edge of the bedding. I quietly got up, trying not to wake Shadow up. Walking out of the room and down the long hallways. My mind was blank, zoning out as my legs were on auto pilot. I ended up stumbling upon Knuckles' room. Looking at the red silk bedding, the old and mangled up punching bag. The barely glowing plant beside his bed was the only light source in the room. Moving over to the plant, I hovered my paw over it. The gems on my forehead shimmering lightly. The plant wasn't shriveling anymore, radiating it's mesmerizing orange light it gave the room. Looking around, I could see the details a bit more. Seeing the vines and roses hanging low from the ceiling. Staring up at them, I was able to get them to hang further up so it didn't over grow in the room. I finally made my way to the doors that led to the balcony. Opening the heavy doors with my fragile figure. The night sky shimmering bright like it usually does. Walking out, I lean on the stone railing. Looking up at the sky and the vivid nature below me as well as miles away. I sighed and rubbed my head. The feeling of being stuck in the dark again, I knew it all too well. I hated it. Gazing back up at the sky, I let my paws hang off the edge of the balcony. Seeing a bright star, Imagining it was Knuckles for a moment. I chuckled underneath my breath and lowered my head.

Sonic: "... I miss you, Knux. I wish I at least got to say goodbye like I did with Tails."

I looked to the side as I mumbled. I could feel my throat getting tight and my eyes watering. The glow in my own iris was not one to be proud of. I didn't know why these gems would latch onto me and give me these beautiful powers. It hurts to think about it too much.

Sonic: "... I hope you're not suffering anymore, Knuckles. I know that the longer you had those new limbs, the more headaches and migraines you got. And my powers only relieved it for so long. The joint pain you got, the way you would groan after walking for so long. I knew you were pushing through a lot of the pain for me. For me to be happy..."

I felt my body get heavy. It was getting harder to speak, harder to breathe without shivering or gasping for a bit of clean air. How I just kept coming back to the one place I didn't want to be... my own mind. It has always been so dark, ever since I was young. Even now it is tearing at my skin. I took a slow yet deep breath.

Sonic: "... Y-You put your life on the l-line to save me. And y-you've been doing it since I-I was little... Lil' Blue. Ha... it's such a hard thing t-to accept that you won't be calling me that a-anymore. You were like a f-father to me... and now that you're gone again, I feel like I f-failed my only chance at f-feeling like I had my own family again."