For Amara (War Over Mobius Saga: Ruby Route #2)

Reminded

"The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained." - Author Unknown

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After the crushing fact that there was no force on or off Mobius that would revive the Squad, Infinite became extremely reclusive. He absolutely refused to allow anyone to enter his room and turned violent when he was either ordered to leave his room or dragged by his tail. When the latter happened, the whole building was susceptible to hearing his violent screaming.

Late at night, as an invisible moon stood high in the sky, Infinite sat huddled in a dark corner of his bed. The broken canine raised his head once for a commanding bark and a small, cookie-cutter robot entered with some food.

Since the canine commander had begun destroying anything that suddenly entered his room, robots with things for Infinite waited until his bark. This robot had an assortment of fruits and some small, entree-styled foods.

Infinite grabbed a full bunch of grapes from one of the robot's dishes, then pulled all of the purple ovals off the branches at once with his teeth. He placed the now-empty branches back onto its original dish and stared at the wall while he ate. "Commander of mindless beings... that's where I've ended up without them... not even that! Commander of piles of metal whose only ambition is another's. That's where I've gotten without them..."

At about this moment, the robot held out one of the dishes to the jackal, almost as if it had been programmed to do so when it sensed distress.

Infinite took a number of various foods from the robot and shoved them in his face. "Who am I kidding?" He began with mouth full. "I'm nothing on my own... I'm nothing without her." With his physical desire for nourishment fulfilled for the moment, he shooed the small little robot away, leaving him completely alone in his room.

As the invisible moon flew higher and the night dragged on, Infinite had pressed himself up against the window's edge. The minute amount of light given from the stars was absorbed by the black hole of his eyes, not a trace of a twinkle found in them during this lonely hour.

But as the stars' minimal light crept in, something did find it within itself to sparkle.

Infinite turned his head slightly as the unanticipated light caught the corner of his eye. The light was coming from the box of Infinite's belongings that the jackal had shoved under the table.

For some reason, the shimmer called out to Infinite and he crawled on his four paws over to the box, peeking in.

His breath caught in his throat as he found and lifted the item which was responsible for the sparkling, an almost-patchwork-style shawl that was completely handmade, with the front of the shawl being a violet-black material that shimmered the violet when in contact with light. Infinite remembered where the shawl had come from: he had designed it himself many years before; after an event that he'd thought he'd forgotten.

"Hey, Amara? It's Infinite, may I come in?" A twenty-five-year-old jackal called softly into a locked room. He had a paw pressed against the door and waited as footsteps sounded and the door unwillingly unlocked. Infinite opened the door to find his girlfriend return to a curled position against the wall. "You know it's not healthy to lock yourself up..."

"Just- What do you want?" Amara tucked her head away from him, voice almost cracking.

"Well, it's almost your birthday and... the guys and I were wondering... is there something you'd like?" As soon as he finished, she began to shudder.

"I want my baby back!" She replied with a wailing yell, breaking down into tears while she gripped her stomach. A few months before, Amara was expecting their first child, a baby girl. However, one morning a few weeks after finding out about their little one, Amara dropped to the ground in pain. Their medic, Cor, was quickly brought in and after an examination, told them that their daughter was gone.