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Blaze's Knight

Chapter 7

There was darkness. Nothing but darkness.

I looked around to try and find out something about where I was, how I got here, and how I could get out.

Eventually, I just started to look. It didn't matter what it was; important or pointless, informative or void of information, I didn't care. I just wanted to find something. Anything that assured me that I wasn't the only thing that existed. Anything that assured me that I existed.

After what felt like months, I spotted something far away. Or, at least, my sight told me it was far away. I felt like it was right in front of me. I rushed over to whatever it was. The closer I got, the less I felt like I was confronting the unknown and more like I was approaching an old friend.

I didn't recognize the oh-so-familiar shape. I reached down to learn something, anything, about what the thing that I knew more about than anything else was.

The moment my fingers touched it, I was overcome by a multitude of emotion. Well, it was kind of like emotion. I feel them like I always could, but they were more than mere feelings. I could literally touch them; bliss and sorrow, courage and fear, joy and pain. All at the same time. The two halves - the light and the dark - were fighting for control. It was a fierce battle, the factions rapidly gaining and losing control; positive was barely in control, negative was taking over, happiness almost completely released me, sadness wrapped its chains tighter than I could ever imagine.

Just as I thought grief and misery would destroy me, I was liberated by an unknown force. It was not the solid emotion that had been in combat. It was something that fueled them. Enriched them. It did not wipe out the darkness; it was, and always had been, a part of me. But it weakened it.

I looked to see what had saved me. But before I could get a good look, a loud, incessant, infuriating noise rocked the very world I was in, threatening to annihilate it before I could get an answer to my question. All I could make out before the universe I was in collapsed was the thing I had found earlier, surrounded by a pillar of fire…

XXXXXXXXXX

I opened my eyes, finding myself in bed, at home, back in reality. What an odd dream, I thought. I didn't have the luxury to lie in bed awhile and steadily regain my consciousness, though; my phone was ringing.

"What time is it…?" I muttered sleepily, glancing at my alarm clock. "Who in the heck makes phone calls at quarter after five?" I grumbled. I picked up the phone, partly to find the answer to my question, but mostly to stop its infernal ringing. "Hello?" I said groggily into the receiver.

"Hi, Silver." It was Rouge. "Did you tell Blaze?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"And I owe you big-time."

"I told you that telling her was a good idea. So, anyways, now that you two are cool again, why don't you both come meet me and Shadow down at the café at, say, 8:30?"

"Okay…I'll get Blaze and come down there, I guess."

"Sounds good. See ya!"

"Bye."

XXXXXXXXXX

After getting a little more sleep (unsuccessfully trying to reenter my dream), I walked down to Blaze's house. Blaze seemed a little surprised, but pleased, to see me. As we walked to the local café, I told Blaze about the phone call I'd gotten earlier. She thought it was rather odd, but she was curious to find out what Rouge wanted. We sat down and the conversation turned, unavoidably, to the events of two days ago.

"You know, Silver, I can't help but feel sorry for Sonic and Amy," Blaze said sympathetically, "Imagine how they must feel right now…"

"Oh, I imagine that they're just fine," I said, grinning as I saw Sonic with his arm around and ecstatic Amy walking toward us.

"Hi, Silver! Hi, Blaze!" Sonic said. His voice took on a slightly more nervous tone. "No hard feelings?"

"None at all," I said, bumping fists with him. I'd never felt any aggression towards Sonic or Amy; I'd been too heartbroken to be angry at them. "Amy's within twenty feet of you and you're not running for your life? That's a first!" I laughed.

"Well, yeah, about that," Sonic began, "after…you know…" He pointed to the burn on his left cheek, and Blaze shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "I'm fine, don't worry about it," he reassured her. "Anyways, I started to go back home. I didn't go as fast as I could, just because I wanted to think. Make sense of everything, you know? Well, suddenly, I ran into this one here." He gave Amy a little squeeze. "Even though she insisted she was okay, I knew something was up. I walked her home, and, after a little prodding, she told me everything."

"Blaze, Silver, I am so sorry," Amy said, burying her face in her hands and sobbing a little, "I…I was trying to make Sonic jealous. It was just another one of my stupid plans. If I had known what was going on between you two, then I would've never dreamed of doing what I did. I'm so sorry…"

"Oh, Amy, don't worry about it; everything worked out fine between Silver and I," Blaze said, giving her hand a little squeeze.

"Still…I must've caused a lot of trouble…" Amy sighed.

"Amy, didn't you hear them? Everything's okay," Sonic said. "Anyways, after Amy was done, I told her what had happened to me. In some ways, it was almost like I was just retelling her story…"

"Yeah, the chances were up there, weren't they?" I said.

"No kidding. Well, when we got to Amy's, I sat her down so she could calm down a little. And then, I just got this feeling, and…" Sonic took Amy's head in both his hands, leaned forward and gave her a big smooch.

"Well, looks like everyone's kissed and made up," I heard a voice behind me say. I turned around to see that Rouge had arrived with Shadow sulking close behind her.

"Hey, Rouge. Shadow, buddy!" Sonic said, holding out his fist as they sat down.

"How many times must I say it, Sonic; don't call me buddy!" Shadow barked. Sonic just chuckled and said something I couldn't quite make out, but sounded like 'same old grouch.'

"Aww, come on, Shad, don't be a mean little hedgie," Rouge crooned, much to Shadow's annoyance.

"So, Rouge, why'd you call us down here?" Amy asked.

"I thought it would be fun to get all the points of view," Rouge replied. "We met Silver in the park yesterday, and he told us everything. We'd seen Sonic earlier and Shadow had noticed the burn on his cheek, but he hadn't pointed it out to me until after Silver filled us in. It didn't take us long to figure everything out. I told Silver that he should tell Blaze what he'd told us, but he needed some…convincing." Shadow gave a rare smile and an even rarer chuckle at this.

"And so I told Blaze my story, she told me hers, we said sorry, and everything was fine," I said, with an air of relieved finality that I hadn't intended, but I liked.

"Well, that's a love square, a break-up, a make-up, a new relationship and a whole lot of misunderstandings, all within 24 hours. Lot of excitement in a little time, huh?" Rouge remarked.

I laughed. "I'd much rather go up against Iblis again than go through all that for a second time. Three hundred foot lava colossuses have nothing on drama at that scale."

"True as that may be, don't tell that to yourself too often," Sonic said, "That was my mindset for a long time, and it's why Amy had resorted to breaking my arm so she could get my hand." More laughter broke out. "Speaking of breaking arms…"

The conversation gradually shifted to other things. Blaze and I talked occasionally, but we mostly just listened. We were content with simply enjoying the happy little moment that we were all sharing.

My thoughts drifted back to the gang fight. There is no way I should've survived that, I thought, If it was anyone else, they wouldn't have lived. What made me survive it? Why was I spared? My thoughts were interrupted by Blaze resting her head on my shoulder. I looked at her, getting an enormous feeling of comfort and assurance. I shouldn't be here…

Unless it was for a reason.

THE END

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Blaze's Knight

Chapter 7

There was darkness. Nothing but darkness.

I looked around to try and find out something about where I was, how I got here, and how I could get out.

Eventually, I just started to look. It didn't matter what it was; important or pointless, informative or void of information, I didn't care. I just wanted to find something. Anything that assured me that I wasn't the only thing that existed. Anything that assured me that I existed.

After what felt like months, I spotted something far away. Or, at least, my sight told me it was far away. I felt like it was right in front of me. I rushed over to whatever it was. The closer I got, the less I felt like I was confronting the unknown and more like I was approaching an old friend.

I didn't recognize the oh-so-familiar shape. I reached down to learn something, anything, about what the thing that I knew more about than anything else was.

The moment my fingers touched it, I was overcome by a multitude of emotion. Well, it was kind of like emotion. I feel them like I always could, but they were more than mere feelings. I could literally touch them; bliss and sorrow, courage and fear, joy and pain. All at the same time. The two halves - the light and the dark - were fighting for control. It was a fierce battle, the factions rapidly gaining and losing control; positive was barely in control, negative was taking over, happiness almost completely released me, sadness wrapped its chains tighter than I could ever imagine.

Just as I thought grief and misery would destroy me, I was liberated by an unknown force. It was not the solid emotion that had been in combat. It was something that fueled them. Enriched them. It did not wipe out the darkness; it was, and always had been, a part of me. But it weakened it.

I looked to see what had saved me. But before I could get a good look, a loud, incessant, infuriating noise rocked the very world I was in, threatening to annihilate it before I could get an answer to my question. All I could make out before the universe I was in collapsed was the thing I had found earlier, surrounded by a pillar of fire…

XXXXXXXXXX

I opened my eyes, finding myself in bed, at home, back in reality. What an odd dream, I thought. I didn't have the luxury to lie in bed awhile and steadily regain my consciousness, though; my phone was ringing.

"What time is it…?" I muttered sleepily, glancing at my alarm clock. "Who in the heck makes phone calls at quarter after five?" I grumbled. I picked up the phone, partly to find the answer to my question, but mostly to stop its infernal ringing. "Hello?" I said groggily into the receiver.

"Hi, Silver." It was Rouge. "Did you tell Blaze?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"And I owe you big-time."

"I told you that telling her was a good idea. So, anyways, now that you two are cool again, why don't you both come meet me and Shadow down at the café at, say, 8:30?"

"Okay…I'll get Blaze and come down there, I guess."

"Sounds good. See ya!"

"Bye."

XXXXXXXXXX

After getting a little more sleep (unsuccessfully trying to reenter my dream), I walked down to Blaze's house. Blaze seemed a little surprised, but pleased, to see me. As we walked to the local café, I told Blaze about the phone call I'd gotten earlier. She thought it was rather odd, but she was curious to find out what Rouge wanted. We sat down and the conversation turned, unavoidably, to the events of two days ago.

"You know, Silver, I can't help but feel sorry for Sonic and Amy," Blaze said sympathetically, "Imagine how they must feel right now…"

"Oh, I imagine that they're just fine," I said, grinning as I saw Sonic with his arm around and ecstatic Amy walking toward us.

"Hi, Silver! Hi, Blaze!" Sonic said. His voice took on a slightly more nervous tone. "No hard feelings?"

"None at all," I said, bumping fists with him. I'd never felt any aggression towards Sonic or Amy; I'd been too heartbroken to be angry at them. "Amy's within twenty feet of you and you're not running for your life? That's a first!" I laughed.

"Well, yeah, about that," Sonic began, "after…you know…" He pointed to the burn on his left cheek, and Blaze shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "I'm fine, don't worry about it," he reassured her. "Anyways, I started to go back home. I didn't go as fast as I could, just because I wanted to think. Make sense of everything, you know? Well, suddenly, I ran into this one here." He gave Amy a little squeeze. "Even though she insisted she was okay, I knew something was up. I walked her home, and, after a little prodding, she told me everything."

"Blaze, Silver, I am so sorry," Amy said, burying her face in her hands and sobbing a little, "I…I was trying to make Sonic jealous. It was just another one of my stupid plans. If I had known what was going on between you two, then I would've never dreamed of doing what I did. I'm so sorry…"

"Oh, Amy, don't worry about it; everything worked out fine between Silver and I," Blaze said, giving her hand a little squeeze.

"Still…I must've caused a lot of trouble…" Amy sighed.

"Amy, didn't you hear them? Everything's okay," Sonic said. "Anyways, after Amy was done, I told her what had happened to me. In some ways, it was almost like I was just retelling her story…"

"Yeah, the chances were up there, weren't they?" I said.

"No kidding. Well, when we got to Amy's, I sat her down so she could calm down a little. And then, I just got this feeling, and…" Sonic took Amy's head in both his hands, leaned forward and gave her a big smooch.

"Well, looks like everyone's kissed and made up," I heard a voice behind me say. I turned around to see that Rouge had arrived with Shadow sulking close behind her.

"Hey, Rouge. Shadow, buddy!" Sonic said, holding out his fist as they sat down.

"How many times must I say it, Sonic; don't call me buddy!" Shadow barked. Sonic just chuckled and said something I couldn't quite make out, but sounded like 'same old grouch.'

"Aww, come on, Shad, don't be a mean little hedgie," Rouge crooned, much to Shadow's annoyance.

"So, Rouge, why'd you call us down here?" Amy asked.

"I thought it would be fun to get all the points of view," Rouge replied. "We met Silver in the park yesterday, and he told us everything. We'd seen Sonic earlier and Shadow had noticed the burn on his cheek, but he hadn't pointed it out to me until after Silver filled us in. It didn't take us long to figure everything out. I told Silver that he should tell Blaze what he'd told us, but he needed some…convincing." Shadow gave a rare smile and an even rarer chuckle at this.

"And so I told Blaze my story, she told me hers, we said sorry, and everything was fine," I said, with an air of relieved finality that I hadn't intended, but I liked.

"Well, that's a love square, a break-up, a make-up, a new relationship and a whole lot of misunderstandings, all within 24 hours. Lot of excitement in a little time, huh?" Rouge remarked.

I laughed. "I'd much rather go up against Iblis again than go through all that for a second time. Three hundred foot lava colossuses have nothing on drama at that scale."

"True as that may be, don't tell that to yourself too often," Sonic said, "That was my mindset for a long time, and it's why Amy had resorted to breaking my arm so she could get my hand." More laughter broke out. "Speaking of breaking arms…"

The conversation gradually shifted to other things. Blaze and I talked occasionally, but we mostly just listened. We were content with simply enjoying the happy little moment that we were all sharing.

My thoughts drifted back to the gang fight. There is no way I should've survived that, I thought, If it was anyone else, they wouldn't have lived. What made me survive it? Why was I spared? My thoughts were interrupted by Blaze resting her head on my shoulder. I looked at her, getting an enormous feeling of comfort and assurance. I shouldn't be here…

Unless it was for a reason.

THE END