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Sonic's New Life, Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: Love's First Blooms

Where am I? That's the first thing I wonder as my eyes open up. A cave maybe? No, it's too light for that. I can see starts above me, though much of them are obscured by trees. Near the clearing? Maybe. I'm not completely sure. What I do know is that someone moved me, because my head is propped up against the base of a tree. I shift a little, hearing a light crunching beneath both my body and my head. Someone has made some sort of bed of leaves, and where my head lay's I smell pine needles on branches and hear more leaves crunch beneath my head.

I attempt to push myself into a sitting position, but the injuries and strains from the previous fight against both Shadow and Knuckles have already caught up with me. I groan in pain, falling back. My head lands back on the makeshift pillow. Whoever did this went to a lot of trouble to try and make me as comfortable as they could, though this wouldn't be my first choice of bed. The gesture is sweet though.

In my peripheral vision, I see a light flickering. My head turns towards it. The light is coming from a fire someone built. Speaking of that someone, they're sitting with their back to me, warming their self up by the fire. I raise an eyebrow, recognizing the style the person's quills are in, and the red dress and red headband.

"Amy?" I ask tentatively.

She responds, turning towards me. Firelight flickers off her petite form. Her eyes light up at seeing me awake, and are also lit up by moonlight shining overhead. I never realized before just how lovely her blue-green orbs are; how they sparkle like stars when lit up by the moonlight.

"Sonic, you're awake," she says, her relieved smile only making her face seems even more radiant.

She crawls over to me, away from the fire. Now that I get a better look at it, I see that the fire really isn't all that big. Amy sits beside me, by now caressing my oversized arm. It shocks me how much I actually enjoy the feeling of her hand running over my arm, even though her hand gloved right now.

"Aren't you cold?" I ask her.

She shakes her head, but I know better.

"What happened to Knuckles and Shadow?" I then ask, purposely changing the subject.

"They left a few hours ago, just after you blacked out. You've been sleeping ever since. How do you feel Sonic?"

"Tired, achy," I reply, "and hungry."

Amy giggles softly. It's a cute sound, making me wonder why I never took notice of it before now. "I thought you would be when you finally woke up." She gets up suddenly, disappearing into the trees. My eyes follow her up until the point she disappears into the trees, then I can't see her.

I close my eyes as my hand comes up to rest on my forehead. I feel so strange, but in a good way. Why am I noticing all these things about Amy that I never noticed before; like the way her pink fur seems to shimmer and glow when the light hits it just right, or the way her laugh reminds me of a wind chime tinkling like a bell on a soft breeze, or the way her quills frame her sweet face in just the perfect fashion? I feel a smile creep onto my face thinking about her, and feel it heat up as I blush.
'Sonic, snap out of it!' a voice inside my head yells at me, 'This is Amy you're talking about! This is the girl that tries to follow you wherever you go, the girl that's stalked you for as long as you can remember, the girl that cries when you ignore her for even the shortest amount of time, and the girl that always annoys you beyond measure!'  Yet, there's another voice in my head fighting against the first one, speaking just as equally strong to me. 'She's also the girl that's always there for you even when no one else is, the girl who'll always take care of you whether you're injured or sick, the girl who saved you from being killed tonight; protecting you and even standing up to Shadow to do so; and the girl who's love for you is real; not like those other girls who want you just because you're famous the world over.'

Argh!  I don't know what to believe! One half of me is telling me not to fall for Amy, but the other half is encouraging me to dive in headfirst. That one incident hours earlier has managed to flip my whole perspective of Amy completely around.

"You alright Sonic?" I hear Amy's voice ask worriedly.

My eyes fly wide open, and a furious blush erupts on my cheeks when I meet her eyes. In her arms she's carrying various bounties of the forest; mostly different varieties of berries that are safe enough to eat. I quickly look away, sitting up all of a sudden and covering my muzzle with one huge hand. I can't believe that I'm blushing so furiously just because I caught her eye for a split second.  That just makes my face heat up even more.

I groan in pain again from bones creaking and muscles aching and complaining about me moving so suddenly. Amy smiles softly, kneeling down and setting her quarry down on the leaves at my feet and sitting down cross-legged in front of me. I cross my legs in sot of the same fashion and together, we share the small meal in silence. I of course eat more than her from the beginning, due to the fact I can get quite ravenous in this form when it comes to eating food. Yet, I don't eat like a pig this time.

At one point, my hand brushes against hers accidentally while reaching for one of the few remaining berries. It's then I notice that she isn't wearing her gloves. Those are folded on her knee to keep them from getting stained by the berries. I notice how petite her hand is, how smooth and perfect it is compared to mine. Mine is rough, large, the hands of a potential killer. I pull my hand back and look away from Amy. What am I trying to convince myself of? That I'm not a monster, that I couldn't hurt her no matter what? I feel so lost and confused at this point. I don't know what to think.

As if coming to try and answer my silent questions for me, I feel her taking my hand in hers; the one I pulled away. I look up to meet her eyes as her other hand reaches up and wipes away tears clinging to the fur near my eyes. Wait, when did I start crying anyway?

My other hand reaches up and closes over hers, pinning it against my cheek. My eyes close, and I feel Amy slide herself onto my lap as her first hand drops the one she'd first taken hold of and comes around my neck in a warm embrace. I feel her lay her head against my chest, listening to my breathing and the steady thrum of my beating heart.

"Mmm, your fur is as silky and soft as it looks Sonic," she comments softly, now rubbing her free hand over my chest, "And so warm…"

Gingerly, the hand of mine that was pinning hers to my cheek lowers, releasing her hand and enclosing around Amy's waist, pulling her closer to me. My face lowers until it's touching the top of her head. I inhale through my nose slowly and deeply, taking in her scent. Roses and Lilies, with a hint of what smelled possibly like strawberries, cherries, or perhaps both.

After awhile, I pull away. She looks up to me, looking slightly confused. Less than a foot apart, our eyes meet. My free hand, designed to rip and tear things to shreds with the utmost ease, comes up and tenderly strokes Amy's face before running through her soft quills. I feel an urge to kiss her, a powerful urge, but I hold it back. It scares me how much I want her lips to meet mine, but at the same time, I'm afraid to hurt her. She so delicate compared to me right now, and I don't want to risk hurting her.

"I've never seen you like this before Sonic," she whispers, "Despite looking like you do, you're so vulnerable, so lost and confused."

I smile warmly, revealing just a few of my large fangs. "I'd say the same to you, but I don't think the same thing exactly applies," I reply in my deep, gruff voice. Yet somehow, it's still recognizable and gentle.

Amy giggles in her bell-like way before resting her head against my chest again. "I wish that this moment could last forever," I hear her say with a content sigh.

Gently, I shift her so she's cradled in my big, bulky arm like a baby while she's still sitting on my lap. As she falls asleep; snuggling against my torso; my other hand gently caresses her soft face. It surprises me, but I wish for the same thing she does as well; for this moment to last.

All is quiet around us a time aimlessly passes by. Sometimes my eyes look out towards the far distant horizon, but mostly I just watch Amy as she sleeps. With her asleep, it gives me time to think. I wonder why I feel this strange fluttering in my chest whenever I look at the pink hedgehog as she dreams her sweet dreams in my arms. I wonder why I never felt this way about her before, and why I suddenly do now.

As time flows by, I feel my eyelids growing heavier. My head droops forward, though try as I might to hold it up and stay awake. The stars are beginning to fade as sunrise approaches. I feel the familiar feeling of someone taking a torch and burning me alive spread through my entire being. I tremble slightly, biting down on my tongue to keep myself from shouting out in pain as my body reverts to its normal state.

Suddenly, I miss being a werehog; which is a first for me. I can't hold Amy's form the way I had been as easily because I've shrunk in size. My fur isn't soft and warm anymore for her to snuggle up against; a feeling I find that I like. Well, at least there's still one more night of the full moon before I have to wait for the cycle to come around again nearly a month from now.

Amy stirs in my arms, yawning and looking up at me. She doesn't seen disappointed that I'm back to normal, just surprised that she hadn't woken up at all while I turned back to normal. "Guess I was really tired if I could sleep through the happening to you Sonic," she lightly teases.

I smile, "You ready to go home Amy?" I ask.

She nods, and I manage to stand up despite the stiffness and pain from the previous night while still holding her in my arms."Sonic?" she asks as she wraps her arms around my neck to hold on as I get ready to take off towards my home, "You think…you think we could do this again…tonight, maybe? Here in the same place again?"

My eyes shift to her face. "You really wanna? Well maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to," I reply with a wink, promising her that we would.

After that, I take off running with Amy in my arms as I head for home.

To be continued...
Chapter 8 of my fanfic. This one's not' actiony or anything. It is sweet and kinda romantic though. Hope you don't mind that sort of thing. Well, enjoy!

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SunsetSaberrr's avatar
i bet the Sonamy people when they read this went nuts 
i didn't since I ship Sonally * i think its cuter in my opinion -<- *