(A/N: Been a while since hasn't it? I was going to give up on this story, but as I reread it I thought, what the heck might as well let my mind wander through the insanity I have planned for this story. Thank you for all the supporters who continuously messaged me about this story, I think you all were more of an inspiration/motivation than anything. Enjoy!)

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I've never been very fond of water.

So crash landing into the chilling salty sea was completely unexpected, as I gasped for air that was obsolete in the depths of the darkened abyss I was slowly drifting in.

I struggled against my restraints, holding the little air I had left in me; but what was the point anymore?

I stopped struggling for a second.

I've lost Serena.

I've lost Rouge.

I've lost Cream.

I've lost Knuckles.

I've lost Tails.

I've lost Sonic.

I've lost myself.

I imagined letting go. Letting the thick water embrace me, slowly rocking me into an endless slumber, taking me away from the shit hole reality I've become so accustomed to in the past year.

Through death I would become no one. I would be erased, my sins washed away through my death, and my mistakes forgotten gradually over time. Through death I would become forgotten; and I embraced oblivion.

For just a second though.

Amy Rose does not give up, nor give in.

Amy Rose is not a quitter, she saves herself, no matter how impossible it may seem; she makes things possible.

I calmly struggled against my restraints again, remembering through my previous military training that the only way to accomplish something urgent was to clean your mind and stay calm.

My heartbeat pounded in my ears as I patiently awaited the loosening of the wraps around my wrists. The air in my lungs slowly becoming obsolete with every second passing.

My hands were free.

Not my legs, but I used all the strength I had left in my body to propel myself forward. My lungs caving into my chest as the screamed for air. I was so close. I could see the clear surface coming closer, the darkness slowly passing me.

I was so close.

And then like a sudden burst of new found serenity, I broke through.

Gasping for air as I moved my arms frantically in order to keep afloat. I needed to get out of the water, but as I looked around me, there was nothing but the open sea.

Mina had really screwed me over. Not only had she dropped me in the middle of the ocean, hands and legs tied together so I could not swim, but she dropped me in the most abandoned part of the sea, in which any forms of life was scarce.

My heart beat was thrusting against my chest diligently, causing my chest to ache painfully. My heart seemed to be crushing my lungs, almost as if my heart was expanding in size, devouring anything it came in contact with.

I had to calm down.

I had to breathe.

But it was so hard.

I didn't see any way of getting out of this situation, even if I some how found a way to travel safety through the open road of the waves.

I would probably starve. I did not have any food, nor was there any edible sea life - most died off long ago, and if they weren't death then they were turned into blood thirsty vampires.

If not starvation, than dehydration. I was surrounded by water, the teasing irony of karma's revenge.

Getting out of this was impossible.

I looked up to the sky, and I suddenly felt something I haven't felt in what seemed like decades.

Hope.

Clear sky blue vastness lingered above me, as an energetic sun beamed down upon my face, caressing me, soothing me from any fears that lingered within me.

I let a small laugh bubble out from within my cramping chest.

I laid on my back, the waves softly drifting to and fro as I relaxed. My hair slithered around me, as I closed my eyes allowing myself to drift away along with the currents.

Tears began to slowly fall from my eyes, drop by drop taking a part of me and washing it away as I laid there in the cooling seawater.

It's been months since I've seen the sky so blue, and I almost forgot when it was like to see it's clarity. I smiled, from ear to ear.

This was a sign, a sign from chaos above, from the gods who watched over us, or just a sign from fate that told me everything eventually was going to work itself out. Somehow some way, it was a sign. And I on the other end have received the message loud and clear.

I have to keep fighting.

I 'stood' in the water, using my hands to stay afloat as I tried to loosen my ankle restraints by wiggling my legs back and forth. It seemed like a futile effort, but slowly, and I mean slowly they began to come apart; until finally I could slip one foot out - as the rope squeeze my foot, possibly leaving rope burns along the length of my foot - and then the other.

I was free; almost.

I looked around my surroundings again, this time with a much more positive outlook in order to find anything useful. To my amazement there was debris everywhere; plastic bins, water bottles, cans, it was a dumpster paradise.

I carefully moved through the water, scanning for anything big enough that I could sit on in order to get myself out of the water, just for a little while. It took about fifteen minutes of swimming back and forth from my previous spot until I finally found a discarded length of wood sailing smoothly towards me. I propelled myself upward on the wood, crossing my legs inward in order to conserve space and found it quite comfortable sitting up instead of constantly having to move in order to keep from drowning.

Now I needed a row.

And when I looked around, I contemplated connected the many water bottles that surrounded me in order to create one long pole, but there was nothing to use to tie them together, so instead I grabbed an old garbage tub lid and used it to push through the water - even though my arms ached after a few strokes, I kept pushing forward.

To be honest I had no idea on which direction I was going, and the sea seemed endless. It's been at least two hours now and my 'rowing' had stopped due to the pounding pain in my arms. I haven't seen any land strip of land the entire time I was out here and my hope was starting to falter.

That is until I saw them coming.

I instantly hopped to my feet, waving my hands frantically for them to notice me; even though I had little faith they would stop for me.

But they had too, dear chaos, they just had too.

The boat was coming in quickly, too quickly. I feared that they intended on running into me - or over me. But as they sped closer, my gratitude instantly faded as I met the eyes of the one person I thought I would never see.

His golden eyes burned into mine, his gun lowering as a smirk arose on his tanned muzzle.

I wish I never flagged him down.

He coolly extended his hand, waiting for my desperate grasp, but instead I stood there; motionless. There was no way in hell I was going to go back with him, if I went back with him, escaping wouldn't be an option anymore and getting back with Serena or my friends was slim to none.

Silver cocked a brow, "Amy," he spot sternly, "Come on." I slowly squatted downward, until my bottom hit the board and I used my 'paddle' to begin to swim away from them, but he raised his gun towards me. "Amy, don't make this difficult."

I shook my head slowly, looking away from him as I raised my hands.

Silver seemed calmed, which sparked an unsettling feeling within me. When ever he was calm it was just the eye before the storm; he was planning to do something. I had to get away from him, but if I moved he wouldn't think twice about shooting me - not killing me, but shooting me none-the-less.

I closed my eyes and sighed.

I had escaped him before; we all escaped from him.

"Come on Mina we have to go now!" I whispered to her irritably.

Mina shook her head, looking at me, then down at my hands that were attached to a shaken Serena, "Where will we go?"

"I don't know." I spoke honestly, "But anywhere is better than here."

Silver was a former teammate of mine, we both defended against the spreading disease from the very beginning and we were assigned to clear out a hospital close to the center of the city; that's when I met Serena, who had changed my heart, and what I thought to be Silver's as well. We both decided to become insubordinate; it was time to open our eyes and follow our own path.

But he molded into something far more sinister than I could ever imagine.

He claimed he would defend Serena and I, that if we were to follow him we could become a family, and together we could teach Serena how to defend herself, and prosper in a semi-'normal' atmosphere through all the death that surrounded us.

We just wanted to give Serena a chance at a childhood, and so we settled down in a small abandoned town. Claiming a small home with a few rooms in order to keep guard easier than if we were to claim a larger home. And everything went well, Silver was quite the protector and scavenger. For a few weeks, things seemed to be going smoothly, I would get full meals, long restful days - sometimes lazy days - and showers! Something that seemed impossible he made possible.

Silver had offered us a sanctuary.

For which I was forever grateful.

So when his sexual advances began,

I wasn't hesitant to oblige to them no matter how disinterested I was.

And that's when the issues began.

He became possessive of me, to the point of which he would yell at Serena for talking to me for too long or when she would sneak into the room Silver and I shared, and slipped under the covers to snuggle with me. He claimed that I was his, and his only, and that no one had the right to any interactions with me.

And that's when the separation began.

Others had joined our group, and Silver being the 'kind-hearted' soul he was took them into our home; giving them a chance to live a prosperous life. He would make them cook, clean, and work long hours of the day; while he allowed me to live in leisure, day in and day out I would try to help only to get scolded by Silver for my humble antics. They were all assigned to live down beneath us, in the basement, as Silver claimed it was the 'safest' place to stay, and since he and I had military training we would guard the upstairs easily, in-case of any emergency they could just lock the metal door Silver had installed.

They all seemed so grateful, so brainwashed.

So as I stood here in front of Mina, and the others who were part of her group I prayed that they could see through Silver's facade; to see that he was a monster among the monsters that we feared from outside. I held out my hand to her, her sky eyes looking at me fearfully, "Come on," I pleaded, "We don't have much time before Silver does his nightly routes."

Which wasn't exactly true, but I wanted them to feel pressured into making a decision; more pressure the quicker one is to respond. I had seduced Silver earlier in the night, claiming that I had missed him - even though he had a daily dose of our sexual activities as part of my assigned duties - and his lustful incentive instantly fell into my grasp.

As he laid sound asleep in the bed we shared, I had slipped out of his grasp, and if he were to awaken again I would just claim that I was hungry for more taking the excuse of my hungering sensitivity due to my upcoming monthly cycle. And he would believe me, no doubt; but he never awoke, he cuddle into the pillow I placed beside him, a soft smile on his lips as he spoke three awful words. 'I love you,' he would whisper, and I would feel nothing but a growing hatred.

I should have killed him that night, but I wasn't strong enough back then.

Mina, Scourge, Fiona, and Serena all followed me into the darkened night. As I used Silver's favorite blade to defend them from any danger that came. When morning hit, I felt my pumping adrenaline fade and the fear of finally being alone without the guidance of Silver began to sink in.

I have to be strong, for them, I have to be fearless.

"Amy?" Silver spoke again.

"I'm not coming with you."

Silver let out a deep chuckle, "I don't think you have a choice." He let out a soft sigh, "Besides, you owe it to me. You left me last time, you used me to escape."

I darkly glared at him, "Exactly, I escaped, escaped from that prison you called a home."

Silver shook his head, "It was home, you just didn't appreciate it."

"Leave." I said abruptly.

"You will die."

"I find that soothing, in comparison to going with you."

I watched as Silver calmly lowered his gun, his hands raising up in defense to show me that he was going to allow me make my own decision - but it was all a ruse, I was going to go with him, I know I was, there is no getting out of it. But, I wanted to test him, test his boundaries and see how many I can push until I make him crack. In order to plan another escape, I have to study him, and if he has learned from the time before he will become distant towards me making it harder for me to read his intentions.

"Amy," Silver cooed, "I still love you, I've always loved you."

"I hate you." I looked away pretending to be upset. I thought of Serena, who was probably wandering the world alone, and most likely scared. She was probably looking for me, just as I was looking for her. I thought of Sonic, of his lime eyes that burned into mine with such hatred the last time I saw him, only instances before he had shown me a form of compassion I've never felt before. I could still feel his burning kiss on my forehead though the hours that passed since, but I've lost him. I've lost all of them, and I felt my eyes welling up with tears as the desperation to return to my loved ones burned within me.

Silver instantly softened at my reaction, "Amy, I never meant to make you unhappy," his voice was now only above a soft whisper, a chillingly soothing whisper that use to make me feel safe, but now stung at my ears. I looked downward, as I tried to wipe the ongoing tears, only to have more replacing them, "Amy, please," he spoke desperately, "come back with me."

I shook my head, "I, I can't."

I looked up at him, and one leg was on the edge of the boat, I could trip him if I caught him off-guard, but I felt weakened by the hours without any water or food so forcibly trying to remove him was out of the question. "Amy, I swear to you, this time will be different. I will make you happy." He clasped his hands together, "I will do anything you want, everything you will ever need will only be a spoken word away."

I sucked in some air, trying desperately to calm my saddened heart, as he was oblivious of the real nature behind my tears. "People are after me Silver..." I spoke softly, frighteningly.

Silver narrowed his gaze, "Who?"

I wiped my eyes again, as my lips shakily spoke the names of the upcoming deceased, "M-MIna, and Scourge."

Silver's eyes widened, then closed in understanding. A bounty was now over their heads, and even if Silver were to allow them to live, their lives wouldn't be much to live for. A soft smirk formed behind my lips as I tried to swallow it. Silver extended his arms to me, openly waiting for my warmth; and I jumped into them. Grasping onto him as I wiped away any more tears that fell from my eyes.

And as he rubbed my back, whispering kind reassuring words,

I let the smirk escape from me as I held onto Silver.

See you soon Mina.