An Assassin of my Heart 2: One Wish

Chapter 1


I awoke even earlier than normal. I tore away the covers to reveal my naked body. My fur seems neat, but filthy. It looked black, like its sapphire shine had been covered in soot. I decided to attempt a shower.

I headed for the bathroom. As I passed, I noticed the bay window’s view was more dreary than I can recall. I never seem to pay attention to weather anymore. I did, however, stop and look upon the city. How beautiful, an entire city of good people, all because of me. I felt a sense of pride in my work, I felt like the good Shepard with a herd of sheep.

I place my hand high on the glass, and I whisper a name to myself. If only I can hear my voice, as my mind seems ignorant of my body. I continue for the shower, letting my hand slip away from the glass to fall at my side. I still had an undeniable pain, I ache for her.

I turned the water on cold. Cold like stone, like an uncaring heart, like... her hands in winter. The icy blue beauty of her eyes. Everything I did, no matter how random it appears to be at first glance, my actions always lead back to her. I let my hand strike the falling water slowly. I spread my fingers at the freezing touch, pulling back my hand as though it were not real. I the pushed myself into the cold rain. I let it wash over me and I bathed, cleaning my fur tenderly. It felt as though it were done by another.

I stepped out of the shower, and spun myself dry. I took a look in the mirror, finding my fur to still be a discolored black. Even worse are my eyes. They seem to be stained in blood. I appeared as death himself. Ah, death, quite an angle to be thankful for. Could one imagine a world of no death? Without his grim reaping, someone burned in a fire would never find relief. People with disease are forced to take on the sorrow of their suffering forever.

Yes, quite a philosophy on God’s most misunderstood. I wonder if one could be death in the afterlife. Misunderstood or not; a dealer of justice or hell, it must be a stressing job. To know so many people resent you for bringing upon their loved ones’ mercy? What horror it must be! But as to myself, I am in the same career: I maintain paradise, and people resent me for it.

I left my apartment without a coat or clothes. I held a pass which excluded me from the law. This is good because clothes have a tendency to slow my speed a full 3%. That means a well-trained cheetah could catch me. Quite silly idea, my prey catching me off guard; I am too perfect.

I found the elite car as the last one in the subway and entered it after proving myself a member. The gentleman let me on, and I was pleased to find it almost barren. It turns to be a mistake as several furs were a bit farther in the back. I decide to sit on the far side of the elite car’s door, and I end up across from another hedgehog.

The thought of another hedgehog who works for The Firm amused me. I did get a horrid feeling from it. He began to talk to me, but his voice seemed toned out. His words were also too faint to hear. He then asked me a question about someone but the name sounded rushed. I realized I was becoming dizzy, I felt my neck for darts. I checked my arms for various toxin entry points. Quickly, breathing became an overbearing amount of labor, the room started to rock as a picture; it swayed to and fro, side to side. I saw my eyelids close, consciously noting the last things I saw carefully for examinations later. The Firm was sure to be informed of my collapse........


I awoke with a start, Tails standing over my bed with a lantern. He pressed his hand against my forehead. “You’re burning up Sonic. You must have had a terrible dream, a nightmare. I’ll get my thermometer.”

He returned quickly, sticking the pole under my tongue in my mouth. I felt the room become hotter around me. I could feel the burn Tails mentioned. Again, my vision swayed before my eyes closed. I feel back into my bed, soft as it was and felt myself slip again into sleep. “Oh gods! This is just horrible . . . !” Tails exclaimed as I whimpered to him, “I knew . . . I knew it was too good to be . . . ” as I returned into the world of nostalgic dreams.

A/n this is one of those chapters no one will get unless they read the first one. I like this chapter because it puts me back into the feel of what this series was about. I pray everyone reviews and enjoys the opening premiere of my first sequel. Review and leave all comments!!