Blood By The Sunset

Chapter 1

                                                                        
                                                                        
PoV: Sonic the Hedgehog

  I felt like I had been punched in the gut. My stomach was churning. What I ate last night wasn't staying down. I grabbed the bucket next to my bed and threw up into it. I threw up until my stomach was empty and I was dry heaving.

  I woke up at sunrise again... never a day where I could sleep in.

"... blood..."

  My vomit was a crimson red. The bucket was full of it. I hated the smell. The putrid scent had sunk into the walls of my room. I waited until I had some strength left in me before I carried the bucket and dumped the contents into the toilet. I flushed it down and filled the bucket with water from my shower. I rinsed it, dumping the water into the toilet and flushing it away. Once the bucket was clean I placed it back next to my bed for tomorrow morning. I found my clothes soaking in lemon juice and bleach in the kitchen sink. I could smell soap on my fur, I had taken a bath and I couldn't remember it. As for my clothes, they were stained with blood that the lemon juice and bleach washed away.

  I drained the fluid and soaked my clothes in water to get rid if the strong smell of bleach. My entire house was clean, and I wasn't the one who cleaned it. I never was, I simply woke up with it that way.

  My alarm went off as I walked to my room. I was lucky to live alone. I wouldn't have to lie to them or sneak around them that way.

  I shut my alarm off and walked up to my bathroom. The smell of vomit was here as well while the smell of lemon and bleach filled my kitchen and living room. I lit a candle and brushed my teeth. I used a mouth wash that burned my gums to wear they hurt when I ate. My toothpaste and tooth brush cause my gums to bleed.

  Dispute falling asleep at six, I was exhausted. Dark circles under my eyes were permanently on my face. I had a wide variety of pills for stomach pain, nothing seemed to help much. I took then, drank about half the bottle of pepto bismol and grabbed a sprite from my fridge to drink. I sucked on a fourth of a lemon, I had tricks to stop the pain but they were losing effectively. I turned on the TV and the news was on.

"Another innocent mobian went missing last night. Witnesses say they saw this man last walking near the woods before he suddenly disappeared. Just has the many disappeanced before that, there were no clues or leads to this disappearance," The anchor man announced.

"Ten years ago it was pet disappearances and then children. These past three years it's been adults. People we advise you live with caution. Upgrade your security systems, lock your windows and doors. Keep a gun at home if you must. Protect yourselves until we find the cause of these disappearances," his partner stated.

  I changed the channel, "They didn't disappear," I glanced at the bloody watch in a box on my coffee table, "They were killed."

  I picked up the box and put it in my closet with the other bloodied peices of jewellery that appeared in my apartment. I would need to bleach them clean later. I could sell them for extra cash.

  My second alarm went off, it was time to leave. I changed out of my pyjamas. There was a scratch on my arm, a simple long sleeve shirt was all I needed to cover it.

  I wore a black long sleeve shirt and black jeans. I stuffed my hoodie into my backpack to use it as a pillow. I tossed out the two empty sprite bottles and replaced then with two full, cold, bottles. I made sure I had change in my wallet. I grabbed the sprite I was drinking earlier, grabbed my keys and left the house.

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   The smell of mobians on the bus was hard to ignore. My stomach was already turning again. I forgot the pepto bismol in the fridge.

  I hadn't realized I forgot it. I looked through my backpack. The bottle I had in there was empty, I'm low on sprite too... Time to go shopping.

  The sent of blood hit me strong. There was a child with a bandaid sitting across from me. Kids... they need to be more careful. When the sunsets it'll be all over for someone again. Another death labled as a missing mobian. What a stupid news cast.

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"Sonic," I heard a cheerful voice as I say on a bench in front of the collage physiology, "You always get here early."

"Tails," I forced a smile as I greeted my twin tailed friend, "You get here early too."

"I know. You didn't sleep again did you?" He said, the concerned look on his face. He was too young for this.

"No, not really. I'll just take a nap in about an hour," I replied.

"You're shirt's inside out and backwards," he point to the tag by my collar bone.

"I guess I wasn't paying attention this morning," I pulled my shirt off and pulled it on properly before Tails noticed the scratch.

"How's your stomach virus?" He asked, "Are the antibiotics working?"

"Yeah... it's getting better," I wish it was really a virus. I had told Tails that it was a virus causing my pain, something simple for him to understand.

"That's good. Your still on that soda and light food diet aren't you," he sighed.

"Yeah. Doctor still says to be careful so I'm being careful," I replied, I hated lying to his face but I had no other choice.

  It took about an hour before the others came by. Amy, Knuckles and his girl Rouge, Shadow was around somewhere.

"Sonic, have you tried this face cream? It'll get rid of those hideous bags under your eyes," Amy won't stop touching my face.

"I don't need a cream, I just need a nap," I pushed her away and my phone alarm went off for the start of class, "Time to go nap~"

  I yawned and stretched.

"You shouldn't sleep in class," Tails commented.

"Don't worry, I brought my tape recorder," I replied.

  It was something I always did. I recorded the lectures of the classes I slept in and listened to it as I worked. At home I did the homework and took notes. With that method I was able to passed my classes without a problem.

  I took a seat in the back of my class, folded my hoodie into a pillow, set up my recorder, and slept. For the rest of the day I drank Sprite, ate a single apple slice, then threw it up, napped, and left for work.

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"Sonic, you're early again," Sally greeted me as I came in for work.

"Yup. I plan to-"

"Leave early. I know. That's why I changed your shirt to end at five instead of six," she punched my time card for me.

"Thanks," I started working. My job was simple. I read what was written on cups and made the coffee on it.

  I pulled on my headphones and played my recordings back. I left work an hour before sunset, right at 5. I got home, took notes, and as the sun set I locked away my knives and anything that could be used as a weapon. Then I hid the keys to unlock them. The sun went down and my vision began to fade.

"I'm hungry."

"I know..."

~~~

  I'm warning all of you. There's no warnings for this books. Lemons or other wise.

  This book is going to be darker than my usual one, and pretty gruesome so it's not for those who are extremely sensitive.

  Good luck. I love you, and I hope I'm not scaring you.

Love you, bye ~ 😙