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Rouge - Death of an Echidna

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PART 1 - CONFRONTATION

“Knuckles!” Rouge’s voice pierced the air “NOOO!”
She sank to the ground, sobbing.
“Knuckles…” she murmured.
Suddenly, something within that small white bat seemed to snap.
“Shadow you bastard! You did this! You killed my Knuckles!”
Some inhuman strength seemed to possess her. A growl rising in her throat, she pulled herself to her feet, the flames of rage burning in her eyes.

Then, she did something that not even Sonic could have mustered the courage to do. Standing there, on the highest cliff in Green Hill, facing Shadow the Hedgehog… His hands still stained with Knuckles blood. She strode toward him, and in one deft movement, slapped him soundly across the face.

Shadow staggered back, his features a mask of shock and amazement. He licked his lip, and tasted the salty tang of blood.
“You – you hit me!” he exclaimed in surprise.
“Ya think?” asked Rouge sarcastically, a tear running down her cheek “It’s time someone put you in your place mister ultimate life-form. I’ll make sure that I’m the last person you ever hurt.”
“What makes you think that you can lay a finger on me?” Shadow challenged.
“I just did” she replied, hand on her hip.
“Lucky shot” he snapped cockily.

Then, with one swift movement of his arm, he hit her squarely in the chest, flinging her back against a tall sturdy oak. For a moment, the world swum before Rouge’s eyes. Green Hill was a blur before her. Then, an overwhelming hatred rose within her. Rising shakily, she snapped open her ridged navy wings and launched herself forward, straight at Shadow.

Taken by surprise, he was carried off the edge of the cliff by her momentum. Midfall, Rouge still gripping his shoulders, her razor-sharp nails digging into his flesh, Shadow recovered from his initial shock. With one smooth, practiced movement, he drew his legs up to his chest and kicked her off of him, flinging her against the cliff face.
Rouge’s body was slammed against the rock, knocking the breath from her lungs. As she gasped for air, a shooting pain lanced through her chest. Instinctively she knew that at least three of her ribs were broken, maybe more. Doubling over in pain, her limp frame fell away from the wall and began to spiral toward the ground, a pair of outstretched wings the only thing stopping her from plunging straight down, to the deadly rocks below.

Meanwhile, Shadow had righted himself in freefall, and braced himself, landing lightly on his feet not four meters from Knuckles battered and broken body. Seconds later, Rouge landed with a thump a few feet in front of him, a cry of pain escaping her lips as her broken ribs punctured her lungs, sending her body into fits of agony.

Shadow looked down on her and a sneer played over his lips.
“Oopsie!” he laughed mockingly “Did I play too rough with the little batty girl?”
Rouge grunted savagely and pulled herself to her feet, biting her lip to suppress the screams of pain and frustration. Standing shakily, she reached for her left earlobe, and unfastened the small, mossy green emerald earring that hung there.
“What’s wrong, Shadow?” she challenged breathlessly, clutching the emerald in her fist. “Scared to fight me on equal terms?”
“Equal terms? Are you crazy batgirl? I am Shadow the ...” Shadow began ranting.
“Ultimate life form, yada yada yada...” she panted, sweat beading on her brow.
“Look, are we gonna fight, or are you gonna stand around asserting yourself as a bast…AHG!” she broke off gasping in pain.

“Let’s dance” he snapped. “I just hope you can keep up”.
This is the first chapter of a story about Rouge's life after Knuckles has passed away.

I hope that it dosen't sound too cliche.

There is some mild language - you have been warned!

This is my first fanfic, so no flames please - all characters are copyright SEGA.

Please PEACH, and comment openly.
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lol shadow got pimp slapped xD