JustMeJess

Imagine hell. Probably a lot of fire and suffering with the occasional demon, right? It is the purgatory that you have wrought on only yourself because of the sins you made. And you see people you know suffering the same fate of eternal damnation and torture. You wonder how nice people like them got caught up in all the destruction. You wonder how you got caught up in all the destruction. Well, this was not hell. He did not do anything wrong, but he was still in his personal version of the fiery pit. He was the icon of a generation, a hero if you will. Everyone looked at him as the knight in shining armor, the guardian angel that was blessed

In the middle of the night, Lance would have given anything for complete and utter silence. It was something that – throughout his nineteen years of living – he never had.   At home, someone was always awake; whether it be his younger siblings up past their bedtime – hushed giggles and ‘shushing’ whispers when their mamá came to check up on them –, his older sister sneaking out through the window and passing by on the roof to tell him and his brother to cover for her, his brother’s house-shaking snoring coming from the bed against the other wall across the room. Even at the Garrison; the guard p

Sonamy Boom One Shot: A Hero's Rose I just watched the episode "Eggman the Auteur" (episode 17 if you want to watch it) and I just felt like making a really kissy, good-feely story. I don't know, I'm just making stories of the first thing that pops into my head. If anyone would like to make a request for a plot by all means go for it! “It’s finally time.” Sonic said as he looked out to the sun rising over the ocean waves. He looked over to the tuxedo hanging on a hangar by his bed and started to put it on. While Sonic was checking himself in the mirror, trying to fix his messy quills,he heard a knock at the door. “

Step 1: Change your style. Amy Rose was a 22 year old, pink, anthropomorphic hedgehog who was about 3 foot, 7 inches, and about 70-80 pounds. She carried around an unseen, two-ton hammer and was in love with a hedgehog who was 25 named Sonic the Hedgehog. Amy had been chasing him since they first met when she was 12 years old. He would accept her hugs, and even afew kisses with a blush, but back then, Sonic really didn't like her like that. After sending quality time with her, he realized there was more to Amy Rose than her infatuation with him. Amy walked around Station Square in her red dress, and she wore her boots and her red headband,

Snap. The fire crackled menacingly as Sonic threw in a dry log to keep it from going out. He watched as it fell towards the central flame and caught fire, sending sparks flying high up into the dark night sky. The gang had agreed to go on a stargazing excursion for the night, but no one had planned on it being this cold out. Luckily Knuckles had started up the fire for them, having lit several back when he was guardian of the Master Emerald. He heard the sound of beating wings behind him as Rouge lowered herself to the ground, arms full of a blankets. "All right kiddo's. Here's all I could hold." She screwed one up and threw it at Sonic's

'All right, that is it! I have had enough of being stuck inside because of this rain.' Amy thought, her mind reeling as she turned off the TV in the middle of another mindless advert about socks. She huffed loudly and wandered over to her coat cupboard. After a quick scan, she located exactly what she needed to survive outside in the rain and proceeded to pull it out and gather it in her arms. She shuffled back out, her arms full of waterproof attire, she proceeded to shut the door behind her with her hip. It closed with a soft click and Amy dropped everything onto the floor in front of her. Amy lifted up her raincoat and quickly tugged it

Groan. Sonic opened one eye lazily, only to meet an unknown roof. He quickly got up but immediately regret, pain washed over his body, bite his lip to contain a scream, he growled. He looked to himself, he was bandaged. The bandages were wrapped around his body carefully, not too tight but not too lose, he had more bandages in his arms than he used to, he also had some bandages in his head. He took his hand to rest his forehead on it What happened? he groaned, more pain came to him. Then someone else entered in the room, a pink quilled girl. "You're awake." Amy said with a smile crossing her pale muzzle, she walked over him, he stared at he

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smirked up to the male holding a hand out to aid him up, his usually expressionless face staring down at him. Sonic took his hand, letting him help him up before turning it over and pushing him to the floor. "You know, faker. You're gonna have to try a lot harder to get me to give up." The dark make suddenly jerked back, causing the blue one to fall back due to force, before pinning him down by the neck. Sonic smirked once again, grabbing his hands, "And if it's Amy on the line, I'm willing to do just that!" He kicked him in the stomach, throwing him off. Sonic then got up, spitting som