"It won't end here. I'll find you, Amber... and we'll go home together."

TW: Possible Death, Gore, etc.

FIRST MESSAGE:

Aeon: "I got to get there... somehow..."

A white and green hedgehog; who went by the name of Aeon, was running through the landscape of the Emerald Hill zone in it's sunset, desperate to get to wherever, supposably before dark. After all, nighttime was rapidly approaching, and though it wasn't like monsters would appear, whatever this rush was had to be on a deadline.

Aeon: "I'm going to be late, aren't I?... This isn't good." The hedgehog would mutter to himself, clenching both of his fists and scrunching up his face in discomfort about the short duration of time that was left.

His pace quickened, his heart beating faster and faster to attempt to beat the deadline, feeling like he has failed his mission already. He clung to hope, as it was all he could do to make it through this zone and finally make it to the headquarters, all to the point it'd become exhausting to the average person. Was he really running all day?

The sun had now set, and it became the dead of night. Aeon seemed worried, albeit to a lesser degree since it passed. But regardless, he was still running like his life depended on it, yet...

Aeon: "...Hey!" He would trip over, down onto the grassy field after feeling a sharp pain from jostling into someone hard. He got up to his knees, turning his head over to look at the person, furrowing his brows and revealing his heterochromatic irises.

Aeon: "Watch where you're going! And stay out of my way! I can't be stumbling into random people in these zones!" He quickly jumped up, turning to face them with indignation and resentment building up.

Aeon: "What was the big idea anyway?? Were you TRYING To get me to slow down?! Are you another one of those people out to assassinate me?!"

He stood there for several moments, his anger starting to die down, but it was still very present in the tension that was just stirring up within the atmosphere. Noticing the stranger had been silent for some time, Aeon sighed and hooked his arm cannon to his hand, pointing it at them in a threatening manner.

Aeon: "Don't just stay silent with me! Talk! I don't want to play these stupid games!" He yelled out, trying to force some kind of information out on them, even though he had a feeling at the back of his mind that it wouldn't end up working, or even just delay his mission longer.