Stubborn Love: Lost In The Amazon (Sonadow)

Separated

Day 11

Water splashed against Sonic's face as he slowly started to wake up. Groaning, the azure hedgehog sat up, holding a hand against his pounding head. He blinked his eyes open and looked around. He was on the river bank, the river washing him ashore after that wild rapid ride. Suddenly remembering the horrible event, Sonic snapped to full attention and jumped up, swerving his body around every which way and that, searching for Shadow… but he was alone.

“Shadow…” He whimpered, not liking the idea of being alone in the jungle he was unfamiliar with. Then, he gasped in terror as he realized something else.

Not only was he alone in the Amazon, but all of his supplies were gone too!

“No, no, no, no, no!” He cried, stepping as close to the river as he could get without falling in, hoping that he would be able to spot his bag floating in the river, but no such luck.

Sonic whimpered, his ears dropping to his head as he hugged his body and backed away from the river, spinning around in terror as he took in his surroundings. He was lost, alone and vulnerable. No food or water. No fuel to start up a fire at night. And worse of all, without the insect repellent, he was prone to Malaria.

“Come on Sonic, get a hold of yourself.” The azure hedgehog hissed to himself, giving himself a few good slaps to the face. “This is no time to panic. You have to think. What is your best chance of survival right now?”

Sonic sat on the ground and proceeded to think. He had no idea how far back the river had taken him, but he knew sitting here doing nothing would not benefit him at all. He decided that his only chance of survival was to proceed back up the river on foot, in hopes of finding help, or better yet, Shadow.

“But which way do I go?” He wondered aloud, looking at the still water, the river giving no indication on which way was upriver.

Then, suddenly, Sonic had an idea. Remembering what the Indian guides had taught him and Shadow, Sonic looked around his general area, until he found a good decent sized stick. He picked it up and approached the water, pulling his arm back before throwing the stick into the water. Upon impact, the stick began to float down the river, revealing which way the blue speedster should go. Smiling, Sonic turned the opposite direction the stick was floating, and began the long trek back up to river, hoping to find Shadow on this journey.

…

Shadow, not having moved from his spot on the bank by the rapids, continued to wallow in his self-pity, hating himself more and more after each passing minute. He had been considering just letting himself sit here and rot, feeling like he deserved it after failing to protect Sonic like he had promised. Not only that, but he also thought it was best that he stayed where no one could ever find him again, so there was less potential chance that the ebony hedgehog would find and lose another person he cared about.

First Maria. Then Molly. And now Sonic.

Why did the world hate him?

Suddenly, Shadow shot up into a sitting position, a frown on his face. Something was telling him to stop being such a baby, to get up and go find him. But, how could he? Surely Sonic had drowned in the river. He couldn't swim after all.

Get up and go find him.

Shadow frowned and stood up, turning his direction downriver. If Sonic was still alive… he was gonna find him, no matter what it took.

Taking a deep breath, Shadow began walking down the river, a deep hope in the pit of his stomach that he would be able to find the blue hedgehog. As he started to walk though, Shadow failed to notice a large pair of golden eyes, watching him as it followed through the jungle.