New Love for Amy

NEW LOVE FOR AMY

By Zero-Cross

Amy Rose walked through the graveyard outside of the Mystic Ruins, having come from Station Square that morning. With white roses in hand, the pink hedgehog girl was paying a visit and her respects to an old friend who was once something more. Their last moments together were also his last moments, and the memory still played over in her mind.

FLASHBACK

Amy Rose stood amidst the burning remains of Eggman’s base, stumbling weakly through the flames and metallic scrap. She walked for possibly 15 minutes before she saw what would torment her for years.

In front of Amy, was the wreckage of the Egg Emperor, the once mighty robot now in pieces, burning away along with the rest of the base. Out of the cockpit, in the head of the machine, Eggman’s charred, lifeless body lay dangling out. The mad scientist was finally dead and he would threaten the world no more. But one question remained; where was Sonic the Hedgehog? Her love? Her Saviour?

That’s when Amy looked a few feet away from the Egg Emperor, and her heart stopped right there.

Sonic the Hedgehog lay on the ground, dying; his blue fur was singed almost black, as was his skin, and he lay in a pool of his own blood. The only sound that Amy could hear Sonic making was a raspy sickly breathing sound.

“SONIC!!!” Amy screamed, running/stumbling over to the dying blue hedgehog, before collapsing to her knees. “S-Sonic…speak to me…please…” She held the Sonic’s head in her lap as she cried, her tears dripping on the hedgehog’s face.

“A-Amy…” Sonic’s weak breath gasped.

“Sonic!” Amy looked worried as she gazed at Sonic in his weakened condition. “Sonic, hold on! E-Everything’s going to be alright!” She cried.

“N-No…it won’t,” Sonic rasped, “I’m not…going to make it, Amy…” He coughed weakly. “I can tell…by the tone of your voice…I’m…done for…”

“Sonic…you can’t die…” Amy whimpered.

“I don’t want to die either…” Sonic said softly, “But it’s no use…my body can’t last…much longer…”

“Sonic…” Amy whimpered, hugging Sonic close to her.

“Amy…I just want to let you know,” Sonic breathed, “that…no matter what happens…I’ll always watch over you…even in death…sorry, that I ran away from your affections so long…didn’t know…how to deal with them…it…stinks that this has to happen after I finally let you in my heart…”

Amy cried as she listened to Sonic pouring his heart out on his last breaths.

“Amy…” Sonic whispered, “Before I go…please…kiss me…”

Amy sniffled. “Anything for you, Sonic…” She leaned over and gave Sonic a sweet kiss, bruising Sonic’s cold lips with her own warm lips. The kiss lasted for maybe 30 seconds, before the two hedgehogs parted for the last time.

“Amy Rose…” Sonic smiled at Amy one last time, “Thank you…I…Love…you…” Sonic’s eyelids slowly closed, before he exhaled his last breath, and died.

Amy did the only thing she could do at that moment…cry. She hugged Sonic’s dead husk close and cried her heart out.

END FLASHBACK

Amy Rose now stood before Sonic’s grave as she set down the white roses near his tombstone. “It’s me again, Sonic…” She whispered. “I hope you’re doing well…” It had been 8 years since Sonic’s death. Everyone had tired to move on with their lives, even Amy. But it had been tough; Sonic had been a major part of their lives.

Amy sighed softly to herself. “Maybe I’ll never get over Sonic’s death…”

“Yeah…he must’ve been really something, huh?” A sympathetic voice said.

Amy gasped and turned around, coming face to face with an orange and white trimmed robotic monkey; his black and white metallic eyes gazed at Amy with a warmth and concern that seemed rather unnatural for a robot.

“Oh, hey Quick…” Amy smiled sadly.

Amy had met Quick the Robotic Monkey 3 years ago on this very spot. When Amy was visiting Sonic’s grave one morning, she almost fell prey to a mugger whom had been stalking her. The creep had suddenly assaulted her, putting a hand to her mouth so she could scream. But before he could draw a knife, he was suddenly pounced on and stabbed from behind, causing him to release his grip on Amy. Amy, in, turn, was able to get out her Piko Piko Hammer and knock the mugger away. Once the lowlife had been dealt with, Amy was introduced to her rescuer, who was none-other than Quick.

Quick and Amy became firm friends after the incident; a friend is exactly what Amy needed, with Sonic gone, and everyone else having drifted apart. Quick was kind, if not a little mysterious; he rarely talked about himself, not even saying who had built him. Amy didn’t mind, however, respecting Quick’s privacy. Over the years they had grown close, almost as Amy was once with Cream.

Quick stood there, looking at his friend with sympathy in his robotic eyes. Over the 8 years they had known each other; Quick had gotten to know Amy pretty well, and had helped her through her grief over Sonic’s death. To be honest, though, he was kind of jealous of how close Sonic and Amy were at one point. Quick was starting to fancy Amy himself, but he wondered if she could ever love him, like she loved Sonic. ‘Could I even compare with someone, like Sonic?’ He wondered.

Amy sniffed a little as she wiped tears from her eyes. “Sorry you have to see me like this,” she apologized, “I don’t know if I’ll ever get over Sonic’s death…or if I could ever give my heart away again.

“Amy…” Quick began.

“Yes? What’s up, Quick?”

“Amy, don’t give up on love just yet,” Quick told her, “I know Sonic was special, and that you shouldn’t forget him. I’m just saying you shouldn’t let your grief run your life like this… You need to get out there and start living again!”

Amy had no reply to that, for Quick was right.

“Love can still come your way, Amy,” Quick went on, “You’re a sweet girl, you know. Plus, you’re strong willed. If you gave it a chance, you’re bound to have your heart healed by someone new. Other people are out there, and who knows? One day, that special someone might just be standing right in front of you.”

‘Standing…right…in front of me?’ Amy repeated in her mind as she looked at Quick in front of her. ‘Quick…you’ve been so kind to me these past years…helped me through my own sorrow, gave me a shoulder to cry on…you’ve really been such a sweet guy, that… Could it be?’ Amy started to blush a little as she continued to look at Quick. ‘Quick…’

Quick suddenly noticed how red Amy’s face had gone and walked closer to her, worried in case she might be getting a fever. “Amy… Are you alright?” He put a hand to Amy’s forehead.

“Quick…” Amy began, “How do you feel about me?”

Quick immediately blushed and froze in his tracks, taken aback by Amy’s question. He already knew how he felt about Amy, but was worried she might not feel the same. So why was she asking him? Could she possibly feel something for him? There was no turning back now. “How do I feel about you?” Quick repeated the question. “I think the world of you, Amy. Like I said before, you’re a sweet, strong-willed, and caring girl. Sonic was lucky to have you, and so would any other guy. You deserve another chance at love…and I’d like to be the one to give you that chance…” He lowered his head blushing. “Amy…I know this seems sudden and inappropriate of me to pour my heart out like this,” he apologized, “maybe I should have-”

But Quick never finished his sentence as his head was slowly lifted up, and Amy’s lips were pressed against his in a tender loving kiss. After what seemed like forever, Quick and Amy parted the kiss, and gazed into each other’s eyes.

“Quick…thank you…” Amy said with a cute smile. “Thank you for always being there for me when I needed it the most. You’re right…I need to move on. Sonic would want me to move on too. I think…I want to be closer to you…and find out more about you. Quick…I love you, will you be with me?”

Quick grinned widely at Amy and took her delicate hand in his own metallic paws. “It would be my pleasure, Amy Rose,” he replied, before kissing her again.

THE END