Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Shadows of the Heart ❯ Chapter 1
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Chapter 1
"Maria!" I screamed loudly, pounding my fists against the glass I was imprisoned in. My cries were useless; she was already gone, her lifeless azure eyes staring at me, oblivious to the world around them. Her long blond hair was spilled out around her like a halo, sparkling and twinkling like the bright orbs of light that she called stars. Her clothing was bloodstained, the crimson liquid engulfing her entire body and draining all life from her thereafter. I turned away, not wanting to see the gruesome sight that lay before me but I still could not shake those atrocious images out of my mind. They were constantly being replayed in my head like a broken record, tarnished and ragged from years of continual use.
Never in my life have I suffered such anguish, such terrible emotional pain that would not just dissipate in a couple of days like it was nothing more than a simple incident. This was huge, something much more than my demented mind could handle. I was coming apart at the seams and nothing could ever mend my heart, kind of like Humpty Dumpty if you will. All the King's horses and all the King's men could never put me back together again. I had just lost someone that meant the universe to me, a person that could make me laugh and cry like no one else could. She was apart of me, as I was a part of her. Now I felt empty inside, torn, broken, undone, angry.
Undeniable rage coursed through my veins as I clawed around my glass imprisonment, making my fingertips bleed for my actions. I enjoyed the warmth of the life-giving liquid as it soaked through my gloves, staining them, tarnishing them forever. It was quite ironic, my gloves are just like me; tainted, filthy, and scathing. Damn them! How could they do this to me? To her? To...us? Didn't they know that all of us were happy here...together? Of course the bastards knew that but they didn't care. They didn't care that all of us on this space colony were living in harmony like a family, an actual family, MY family. Those people were my life. My past, present, and future were taken away from me in an instant by the incapable hands of a GUN soldier. Why didn't they kill me? Why aren't I dead? Well, I guess those fuckers want to get their hands on me for some bogus experimentation but I won't let them. I should just kill myself right now. Boy, wouldn't they be surprised when they found me in this tube, devoid of any signs of life. That would rock their little world. It wouldn't be that hard, all I had to do was bang my head against the glass until my brain was nothing more than a bloody pulp. It would be so easy.
No, I can't do that to myself. I have to fulfill that promise to my beloved. She must be avenged for this heinous crime. Even if it takes me a whole millennium I will kill every single one of those bastards who dared to lay a finger on my friend. We were happy here; laughing, singing and watching the scientists perform experiments on various specimens. Now, all of that was gone and I promise you; I WILL get revenge.