Prologue: Mourn

A year has gone by... a whole twelve months... since the death of Sonic the Hedgehog.

I guess we all should have seen it coming. The lifestyle he lived was so risk-driven that he was bound to end up this way someday. Still, it disappoints me that I'll never be able to race that faker again.

As the Ultimate Life Form (not to brag or anything), its hard to find anyone or anything that can even dream of competing with me. That's why, as much as I hate to admit it, Sonic was the best possible rival for me. And it took me 50 years to find this perfect competition, and it'll be another damn fifty until it might happen again.

So, as much as I have tried (and succeeded for the most part) in hiding it, there is no denying that I greatly miss the hedgehog.

That damn Eggman took it too far, and now he's in jail for the rest of his life. Good riddance, you will not be missed. Leaving Sonic locked in a room set to explode can only allow his escape so many times... a fake Chaos Emerald could not save him forever.

As I reflected on this, the phone began to ring on the hallway table, directly across from my bedroom door.

Slightly startled, I threw the blankets off of my body and sat up on my bed. I struggled briefly to find my slippers then walked into the hallway to answer the call.

"Hello?" I said, lifting the handset to my ear.

A familiar voice resonated over the line, "Shadow?" it inquired, "It's Amy..."

I tossed the phone to my other hand. "Ah, Amy... I was wondering when you would call again,"

"Sorry, did I wake you up? You sound a little raspy."

I laughed and said, "I always sound raspy Amy, that's my voice."

"Hm." She seemed puzzled... perhaps I sounded odd today. I cleared my throat just in case.

"It doesn't matter, okay?" I said impatiently, "Why did you call?"

"Well... I had a lot of fun last night... and I don't have a date for Rouge's party," she rambled, "So, I was kinda wondering if you wanted to come with me there... it's next Friday by the way. What do you say?"

I double checked my mental calendar, then responded with, "Yes, I suppose"

"Great," she said, "Call me later if anything comes up, I have to go... bye!"

I was about to say "Goodbye" when a little "click" sounded from her end of the line, indicating that she had hung up already and there was no need. I returned the phone to its cradle and began to walk back towards my bedroom.

I opened the door to see Sonic the Hedgehog sitting on my bed. Chills ran up my spine.

"Hey, Shadow... it's been a long time."

AN: This crazy idea occurred to me at 3:00am, and I just had to write it before I forgot... enjoy! Hint: Each chapter may or may not be from a different character's perspective