An Assassin of my Heart

Chapter 4
Innocence Destroyed

Sonic was home by the time I arrived. I had gone out to buy groceries to prepare dinner with, but I figured Sonic would not wish to eat. As I walked into my apartment, I saw him staring out the window. He looked so alone, so abandoned. I went over to him, and he asked, "Why?"

"Sonic, you did the right thing.," I replied in the softest voice I could muster. How guilty he must have felt. What could I do to help him? I then asked, "Maybe if you tell me what happened, you might feel better."

"I...I guess so." was his response. I could tell he was very hesitant to open up to me, most likely because I forced him into his first kill. He soon began his story, "Well, when you looked at me, I knew that I should not question you. You gave me a glare, the kind that makes people do what they need to without question. I reached for the knife in my bag. And Taro's face lit up in fear, he knew that he was going to die. He ran for his life. I do not know why he thought he could escape the inevitable...I do not understand why I committed this homicide..." I reached out with my arm and placed it upon his shoulder.

"I watched him coldly, I was down on one knee. The dagger was in my left hand which I held out slightly to keep it away from my body. His run was an odd one, he swayed back and fouth, clumsily. He looked back at me with his pudgy hand stuck out from his body. I then said to myself ‘Ready, set, go.' At that very moment, I sped off after him." He shivered as he said that. He was on the floor and I was sitting in my chair next to him. He stopped there and looked out the window.

"Then what happened?" I questioned. I prayed that this would not be pressuring, but I also knew that holding things inside is very unhealthy.

"I sprinted after him. My feet clapped against the stone floor. The flames swayed as I passed them at my high speed. He looked back again and this time, I knew was the moment. I threw the knife straight at his face. He barely had time to think again before it lodged itself in his head, and he screamed in pain." I could not recall a scream. I realized that I truly did float into my own world on this mission. I worried that I may do that too often. But he still had more to tell, "And so, he fell back and pulled the knife out of his head. Blood drizzled from the cut and down his cheek. I felt so cold, but I still couldn't stop myself. I picked up the knife that he had threw aside."

He came into me, just then, and hugged me. He held tightly, and I placed my hand onto his head. "He . . . he asked me to show mercy. I could feel my eyes narrow at his request. I kneeled down beside his head. He kept telling me that this was wrong, and that he did not deserve to die." My stomach lurched. I felt responsible for this, all of it. "I was just sick of his talking. I called him a liar and slashed his throat. He threw up blood and then kept trying to talk, but it came out hoarser due to my cut. I slashed him again so that he would stop saying his lies. He coughed up more blood and could speak no more, never again." His eyes spilled tears onto my dry fur, causing it to stick together messily. He held onto me tighter, and I got out of the chair and sat next to him. "I...I slashed his face, but he was not dead, so I slashed his again, and again and again and..."

"Enough." I said to stop his pain. I heard all I wanted to. He had to have relieved himself of enough pain by now.

"And then . . . I remember where . . . where blood flows. I stood up. He stared at me through his right eye, since I had slashed the other one open. A clear liquid flowed from it, which was more metallic than water, but not at all gray or dense. I threw the knife at him one last time and watched it sink into his chest. It was an eternity until it pierced his heart and he became motionless. I feel into his crimson blood, remembering who I really am, not a murderer. And then you came."

"Sonic . . . I am . . . " I began to whisper into his ear, but again he interrupted me.

"No Shadow . . . You saved my life . . . If I had failed this mission . . . I'd be dead now. Thank you." He began to hug me tighter, and he said words I have longed to hear since I met him, just earlier today, which seemed like an eternity. I knew him so well, and no matter how much I wanted it, I could have never prepared myself for it. He said, "Shadow, I love you."

A/N I feel this was needed before my "spicy" chapter. Also, I have some bad news, we are already half way through the story. Sad I know, but, I already have these last few planned out, so I am going to post their names here:
(5) Pouring your Heart into Mine (might change), (6) Destructive Memories, (7) Coming to Terms, (8) Sonic's First Solo Mission, (9) Revelation of Memory, (10) ThE eNd, (Bonus) Alternate/continued Ending, "11" Epilogue