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The city square of Westport was now a blazing ruins after the chaos that had rained only moments ago. The source of the chaos was a dark hedgehog with upright quills, jet boots, gloved hands, and a dark look. This mysterious danger was black, like charcoal, with stripes on his arms, quills, and forehead that were a faded teal. You could see, if you looked closely, his silhouette through the thick, choking smoke that wafted around the entire town. However, you would most likely be too absorbed by the height of the flames that continued to eat there way at the demolished city structure, to notice. The flames went up hundreds of feet in the a

"No.... no.... please.... don't.... don't go......" Tears welled up in her eyes at the memory. She had to forget it, keep sane. She.... Sanity was all she had. Everything was gone. Her memories were torn apart, useless in this world, the way it was now.     She sat at the edge of the lake. More memories came back to her, with a wash of grief, too.     'Mommy, Mommy! Look! It's a fishy! A fishy, a fishy, come and see, Mommy!' She saw a little girl, a smaller version of herself, only five years old, running up to her mommy with a peice of lake weed in her hand, thinking it was a fish.     'No, sweetie, Nadia, that's not a fishy.' The mot

 The waves made a soft, rather soothing sound as they crashed against the pebble-strewn beach again and again, every now and then a the breeze would pick up and she could feel the cold, refreshing feeling of the sea in her face.      Just as twilight was finally setting in, she could hear footsteps. The girl turned around to find that it was a boy- a hedgehog just like her.      The other hedgehog was tall, and, she thought, rather handsome as well. His quills went up in spikes that had grey-blue stripes on them, with a stripe going down his forehand. Going down a bit, his mouth was turned u