The Deaf of Sonic the Hedgehog

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○Grimra pov○

I was looking at a hospital bed...

Hot tears streaming down face...

The bed was empty...

but it reminded me of the one I failed to save...

The hero who died thanks to me...


Sonic.

←Flashback←

It was 11:11. His friends were all around his hospital bed because they finally went to professional help. Sonic was connected to wires that were either giving him blood or was connected to a heart moderter. His friends were all surrounding him.

My dad came.

"Ready?" He asked.

'Ready to save his life. ' I thought. "Ready. "

Time stopped.

Well actually slowed down, but time was so slow it seemed to stop. Dad handed over his scythe to me. I went over Sonic. As I was walking I had doubts. ' What if I see him just keeps suffering? He can still have the sickness in him?! NO! I can't doubt myself this is the right thing to do for Mobius. Man my dad is going to be mad at me .'

I stood by him, lefted up the scythe just a few inches off the floor, and started to chant. But scythe had a purple aura instead of green or black one. Soon the whole room went purple.









The next thing heard was....







































A flat line.

↑flashback over↓

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