Stolen

Chapter 13

Hey Everyone im really sorry that i havent updated for a while had some family issues going on and its still happening but im gonna try and do my best to post frequently. Hope you guys enjoy. And also from looking through the chapters i have to say only 2 more chapters till the end unless u guys want a sequel😋. Anyway enjoy.

Amy's POV

I was floating in darkness, pitch-black darkness, but it wasn't unnerving. I was here for the answers I had been waiting for, at this very moment, knowledge was being absorbed into my mind; telling me who and what I am, what I can do. I've waited for this . . . apparently. I didn't even know I knew this time was coming, but here it is. I held the black rose in my hands, just floating, my eyes closed as I let what I need to know be learned. My name is Amy Rose, I'm sixteen, I was kidnapped by Sonic the hedgehog with whom I fell in love, I never left the palace all of my life, I was to be married to Shadow the hedgehog, I finally got the adventure I had wanted, and mysterious things had been happening on the way. I somehow healed Tails the fox and Sonic when they got injured by singing a lullaby my mother had sung to me when I was younger, before she disappeared. But you already knew this, this was recent, before I started to learn everything.

When I was born, I had been very, very ill. Fortunately, my mother had been healthy, she survived the birth, but I had been on the brink of death. My father had summoned a sorcerer, an elderly echidna that, I remember, had soft brown eyes. What I had been infected with was not any common sickness, it was enchanted, meaning it had been put upon me when I had been in my mother's womb. I was supposed to die that night, but my father had pleaded the old sorcerer for a cure, an antidote that would save his daughter, me. The echidna had thought well and hard of what would be needed, and though it was one simple item, it wasn't a common one either. A black rose. They were rare to find, not something everyone got to see in their life, but good luck had been on our side that night. My father sent out troops to find a black rose, and not but a few yards into the forest surrounding our castle had they found what they were looking for. They returned and gave it to my father, who in turn, gave it to the sorcerer. He had picked each petal, one by one, muttering the same word before each one was tugged. When the stem was bare of the black petals, the sorcerer piled them into a small bowl-like saucer that had peculiar symbols and writing on them. Three of them; life, death and spirit.

The echidna had pulled a small brown cloth that had been tied with a small knot of thread and opened it, revealing a silvery mixture resting in the center of the cloth. He pinched a small bit in between his forefinger an thumb, sprinkling it slowly over the petals and reciting an incantation. He mashed the petals and silvery dust together and poured a small bit into a glass of water.

"What was it you mixed with the petals?" my father had asked the man.

"Pure Moon Dust." Was his only reply before he handed the glass over to my father. "The girl must drink every last drop of the elixir for it to work. It will heal her, I guarantee it your highness."

My father had given the entire drink to me, forcing every last drop down my throat, even when I cried for no more. The sorcerer sprinkled had a little more of the petals and moon dust over my head while I drank. After every last drop had been consumed, I fell asleep in my mother's arms.

The echidna had not lied, the next morning I had awoken healthy and very much alive. Though over the years, I developed peculiar abilities. I injured myself quite a bit, falling down while I played and I healed on my own within a few hours. I had been a few years old when my mother had disappeared. I had woken up one morning and found that she was nowhere in castle, and she never showed up again. I was old enough that I remember nearly every detail of her; her kind, gentle, voice, her soft, jade green eyes, her beautiful singing, her courage, bravery and strength and dealing with things with the upmost care. She was beautiful. She enjoyed mystery and wonder, she dreamed of having adventures and sailing the seven seas . . . but then she met my father.

I slowly opened my eyes, looking around at the blackness I was engulfed in. I don't remember ever being so at ease, so at peace. I looked down at my body and noticed my sakura pink fur was glistening a silvery sparkle, like the moon. I don't know where I am exactly, but I know my time here is limited, I'll only have a short time left before I awake to wherever my body may be. Hopefully with Sonic, who I hope is back to normal.

That dark form, that strange dark energy that he had emitted. Now I know what it was. I've seen Shadow use his Chaos Emerald to transport to another spot, even once I saw him in a glowing form, similar to Sonic's dark form. I'm not saying that I know everything about anything, but I do know quite a bit now. Sonic must have somehow been corrupted with anger, and the closeness of the Chaos Emerald made him the way he had been. But I cannot be positive.

The rose. I looked down at it and saw it starting to quiver, sparkling like my skin. I held it in the air with one hand, closing my eyes and breathing deeply. My skin tingled and twitched, stinging slightly, but not in the painful way. It felt nice in a way. My skin was still tingling when I felt to strong arms snake around my form, hugging me tightly, caringly, protectively. Sonic. He wanted me back, to wake up. But not yet. I lifted my hand with the rose even higher and willed for what needed to happen to start. The rose lifted from my hand and melted to black ink, slithering down my fingers like snakes until it came to the center of my right wrist. I closed my eyes and waited. There was a bright light that I could see from behind my eye lids, a stinging sensation covered my body and I lowered my hands to cover my face from the burning light.

My eyes fluttered slightly, nervous to see what had happened, my eyes stung like I had been crying for hours, but when I opened my eyes completely, I knew where I was. I was exactly where I wanted to be; in Sonic's arms. His eyes were closed, his breathing steady, and his fur as cyan as it should be. He was back to normal. I was on his lap, my head resting on his shoulder while he leaned against a tree. I didn't lift my head, I didn't try to, I didn't want to ruin his peace. I could hear mumbling coming from a few yards away, sounded like hushed arguing from behind the bushes.

It barely held my attention before Sonic stirred, rolling his neck and looking down at me to find my eyes wide open. A large smile was plastered on his lips and he instantly started to nuzzle my forehead. I nuzzled him back, a small purr could be heard from my throat. Most of the time, I would find that extremely embarrassing, but I don't care now. I was happy right now. A deeper purr was starting to emit from Sonic, I smile; he was happy too.

I lifted my hand to his face and caressed his cheek. "Are you okay?" I whispered, my voice sounding somewhat dry and raspy. Sonic noticed and handed me a canteen, popping the lid, I gulped down a few sips of fresh water.

"Am I okay? What about you, you're the one that was paralyzed." He stated, looking me in the eyes.

"I'm fine. What happened with you and Shadow?" I could see Sonic visibly flinch and clench his teeth at the sound of the name.

"I didn't kill him, unfortunately, if that's what you're asking. You stopped me." he said, his smile wavering the slightest bit. "Why did you stop me?"

"Cause you're not a murderer, Sonic." I said, kissing his cheek once before trying to stand up out of his arms. Then I remembered something. I flung myself into Sonic's surprised arms and hugged him in a death hug. "Oh my god! You're alive!" I squealed, tears gushing down my cheeks. "How are you alive? I saw that guard . . ." I couldn't finish, I got choked up in my sobs.

"It's all thanks to Rouge." He said, returning my hug, rubbing my back comfortingly. I sobbed into his shoulder until I heard someone cough behind us, making me jump slightly and look up embarrassed at Knuckles and Rouge.

I jumped from Sonic's arms, slightly wobbly on my feet, but I lunged myself at the two of them and pulled them into a hug. Rouge instantly wrapped an arm around me, but Knuckles was sorta flushed, yet patted my back a few times before pulling away.

"Thank you, you guys." I said, my voice yet again cracking, but this time from tears. I looked over at Rouge and noticed that she was looking down at my wrist, which made me look down. There, in the center, was a black rose, tattooed into my skin, my fur stained the same color. My mind instantly went back to that darkness I had been in, and the flash of light that brought me back. The rose had melted to ink and moved to my wrist.

I gripped my wrist, covering it and pulling it up to my chest, stuttering and mumbling excuses like an idiot.

"Amy, will you please explain what all this has been about?" Rouge asked, leaning against another tree, getting comfortable. And that's what I did. I told them everything I knew, what I learned about myself.