Two hours passed. The landscape was torn up and decimated from the battle between Sonic and Amy. The two hedgehogs themselves didn't look any better. Amy was bruised all over, her jaw was dislocated, her clothes were ruined, and her legs were broken, forcing her to rely on her remaining Psycho Kinesis energy to levitate herself. As for Sonic, his own outfit was torn up, his right arm was broken, his left eye was swollen, and his ribs were as cracked and bloody as his lips. Despite all these injuries, however, they were both unwilling to quit.
"What's the matter, Amy?" Sonic taunted between painful breaths, "Can't *pant* keep up?" Amy spat out blood as she glared at him. "...Asshole. *pant* Shut up..."
With their remaining strength, they charged at each other with their fists drawn, both desperately desiring to make the other hurt. But all they did was pass out within attacking range.
The fight was over. Just like that.
"What's the matter, Amy?" Sonic taunted between painful breaths, "Can't *pant* keep up?" Amy spat out blood as she glared at him. "...Asshole. *pant* Shut up..."
With their remaining strength, they charged at each other with their fists drawn, both desperately desiring to make the other hurt. But all they did was pass out within attacking range.
The fight was over. Just like that.
Amy's eyes slowly fluttered open as she began to stir. She glanced around and found herself in a hospital. She tried moving her body, but found that she couldn't, as it was in a cast. Looking ahead of her, she saw that Sonic was still unconscious, and in a body cast much like her own. Suddenly, someone to her left cleared his throat.
She flung her eyes around and saw Shadow, who had just finished cleaning his favorite pistol. "Good evening, Amy. I'm glad you've finally decided to awaken. Don't bother trying to speak; your jaw had to be wired shut." Amy sighed mentally. 'Peachy. How long was I out?' Shadow answered, "Five weeks. The two of you were pretty banged up. Tails patched up what little he could so we could get you here safely." Amy looked dejected at that. 'I see. So, I lost, huh?'
"Actually," said Shadow, "You both passed out before the final blow." Amy chuckled smugly. 'A stalemate, then. Good. He'll have no business bragging.' Shadow nodded with a frown. "Yes, and neither will you." He then raised his pistol and smacked Amy's left leg with the butt, causing her to belt out a loud, yet muffled scream. 'THAT REALLY, REALLY HURT, YOU JERK!' Shadow looked at her angry, pain-filled expression with cold apathy. "I certainly hope so. Now pay attention or you'll get another one. Here is your lesson for today."
Amy looked worried at that. Surely, he wasn't going to make her train now?! As if reading her mind this time, he said, "Don't worry. I'm in a pop quiz mood today. Question 1: Whose fault is it that you're in this condition? A) Yours? Or B) Sonic's?" Amy immediately answered, 'Sonic's! Duh!' Shadow shook his head. "Wrong." Her leg swiftly received another smack from his pistol, earning another muffled scream from Amy. 'WHAT THE HELL!! It wasn't my fault!!'
"Wrong again, Rose," Shadow said, this time smacking her right leg. Amy screamed once more, thrashing about from the pain. Shadow ignored her and said, "The answer is C) Both of you. See, the two of you have been childishly running around in circles ever since you met. You were too delusional and self-centered to see what he wanted, and he was too much of a childish coward to tell you directly. Irritation gradually built up for you both and exploded. And, as any idiot knows, explosions are painful."
'Clearly,' thought Amy bitterly. Shadow nodded and raised his hand for another smack with his pistol. "Next question. This is an easy one: Should this foolishness continue?" Amy looked at the gun, then to Shadow, to Sonic, and finally to herself. '...No.'
"Correct, but why?"
'We'll just get each other killed next time.'
"Right again. Now, last question: What should be done now?"
Amy mentally sighed once more. 'We resolve this here and put this incident behind us.'
Slowly, Shadow returned his gun to its holster and kissed Amy's cheek. "Congratulations. You pass." She rolled her eyes as he walked off, still angry from the pain he gave her. Suddenly, something occurred to her. 'Wait, did you give Sonic this quiz?' Shadow stopped at the door and said, "Yes, a few minutes before you woke up."
'Hm. How did he do?'
"He was too busy being a wise-ass," Shadow answered as he looked back with a sadistic grin, "so I put him back to sleep. I estimate he'll be back around in a few more weeks." As the door closed, Amy shivered through her body cast. 'Shadow, sometimes you still scare me...'
She flung her eyes around and saw Shadow, who had just finished cleaning his favorite pistol. "Good evening, Amy. I'm glad you've finally decided to awaken. Don't bother trying to speak; your jaw had to be wired shut." Amy sighed mentally. 'Peachy. How long was I out?' Shadow answered, "Five weeks. The two of you were pretty banged up. Tails patched up what little he could so we could get you here safely." Amy looked dejected at that. 'I see. So, I lost, huh?'
"Actually," said Shadow, "You both passed out before the final blow." Amy chuckled smugly. 'A stalemate, then. Good. He'll have no business bragging.' Shadow nodded with a frown. "Yes, and neither will you." He then raised his pistol and smacked Amy's left leg with the butt, causing her to belt out a loud, yet muffled scream. 'THAT REALLY, REALLY HURT, YOU JERK!' Shadow looked at her angry, pain-filled expression with cold apathy. "I certainly hope so. Now pay attention or you'll get another one. Here is your lesson for today."
Amy looked worried at that. Surely, he wasn't going to make her train now?! As if reading her mind this time, he said, "Don't worry. I'm in a pop quiz mood today. Question 1: Whose fault is it that you're in this condition? A) Yours? Or B) Sonic's?" Amy immediately answered, 'Sonic's! Duh!' Shadow shook his head. "Wrong." Her leg swiftly received another smack from his pistol, earning another muffled scream from Amy. 'WHAT THE HELL!! It wasn't my fault!!'
"Wrong again, Rose," Shadow said, this time smacking her right leg. Amy screamed once more, thrashing about from the pain. Shadow ignored her and said, "The answer is C) Both of you. See, the two of you have been childishly running around in circles ever since you met. You were too delusional and self-centered to see what he wanted, and he was too much of a childish coward to tell you directly. Irritation gradually built up for you both and exploded. And, as any idiot knows, explosions are painful."
'Clearly,' thought Amy bitterly. Shadow nodded and raised his hand for another smack with his pistol. "Next question. This is an easy one: Should this foolishness continue?" Amy looked at the gun, then to Shadow, to Sonic, and finally to herself. '...No.'
"Correct, but why?"
'We'll just get each other killed next time.'
"Right again. Now, last question: What should be done now?"
Amy mentally sighed once more. 'We resolve this here and put this incident behind us.'
Slowly, Shadow returned his gun to its holster and kissed Amy's cheek. "Congratulations. You pass." She rolled her eyes as he walked off, still angry from the pain he gave her. Suddenly, something occurred to her. 'Wait, did you give Sonic this quiz?' Shadow stopped at the door and said, "Yes, a few minutes before you woke up."
'Hm. How did he do?'
"He was too busy being a wise-ass," Shadow answered as he looked back with a sadistic grin, "so I put him back to sleep. I estimate he'll be back around in a few more weeks." As the door closed, Amy shivered through her body cast. 'Shadow, sometimes you still scare me...'
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