A Broken Halo, Prologue, An Old LegendPrologue, An Old LegendA Broken Halo, Prologue, An Old Legend by InkStainedGhost
“Can you sense it? Can you feel it?
This stillness in the trees, the deadness in the air, the fading light on the horizon.
The air is shifting, times are changing, quicker than we imagine”
High up on Angel island, Knuckles sat in his rightful place as guardian of the master emerald. His eyes shut tight as he felt the world around him, the movement of the earth, the whispers of nature. The quite murmurs of chaos.
“You know what this means don't you?
Long have our race feared this moment, this moment we dreaded would come”
Knuckles stayed completely focused, he paid attention to nothing else, nothing was going to distract him.
He sat in total isolation, compete and utter focus so he could gain contact just once.
“Time is running out, the power that holds our world together is fading, dying out.
Without it, we are nothing”
Knuckles' body tensed, the s
EmergencyREAD DESCRIPTION FIRST!Emergency by InkStainedGhost
I hate them, I hate them all.
They don't understand, no-one does! How can they possibly know how I feel?!
I hate being like this, I never chose to be this way, not like anyone would have the madness to chose to be the way I am.
What am I talking about I hear you ask?
That's I'm talking about, about a year and a half ago, I was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, rare for mobians anyway.
At first, I kept it a secret, the doctors had caught it reasonably early, it seemed to be treatable. I'd get treated before any of them even knew I had something wrong with me.
And everything would be fine.
Everything would be fine.
But I was wrong, and the cancer fought back. Over a few months it got worse, making its way around my body.
I became weaker, so much weaker. I couldn't even lift my hammer anymore.
But I smiled none the less, kept on fighting, went on as if nothing was wrong with me, despite the questions and protests of my
Cadence of Her Last BreathCadence of Her Last BreathCadence of Her Last Breath by InkStainedGhost
Out, she was out and free!
Well not really...
She wasn't free until she reached the border, until she reached the end. Until then she would always be chased, always. She was their prize, their possession and according to them, she would not get away that easily.
Running for her life
The dark rain from her eyes still falls
Amy hit every sharp stone she landed, not a problem. Her arms scratched to ribbons from the barbed wirer she just ran through, no biggie she thought. Her lungs were aching for air she could deal. The only thing on her mind was to keep as much distance between her and the roboguards. Eggman's personal keepers of the keep.
Chose a dark day to live
Her hair was getting everywhere, her once pastel pink fur now matted and oily. She didn't care, she had spent long enough in the hell hole, and now she wanted out! Dead or Alive.
Save one breath for me!
Somehow, somewhere, another was in the search f
BrighterBrighterBrighter by InkStainedGhost
Of course it was her, it was always going to be her. Amy always knew that would be the case, but deep down, a part of her thought differently.
So this is how it goes
Well I, I would have never known
She knew Sonic would fall for Sally eventually, the two were practically perfect for each other. Sally was everything he could ever ask for, good looks, strong personalty, everything Amy was not.
Although she knew it would always happen, it didn't stop the pain of her heart, her soul shattering when the news was spilt.
And if it ends today
Well I'll still say that you shine brighter than anyone
She remembered the day so vividly. The whole gang were together, enjoying those laid back, Eggman free days. The sun was setting calmly on the horizon, the wind whistling in and amongst the leaves. The day had gone so perfectly, everyone was so happy, not a care in the world.
Then they announced it... The news Amy knew was coming but dreaded yet as well
Now I think w