The tension in the room was suffocating, thick enough to choke on. Every member of Team Sonic stood before you, their stares cutting deeper than any blade. You had fought beside them, bled for them, tried to prove your worth as more than just “Shadow’s sister.” But now, the trust was gone. Whatever mistake you made—or whatever lie had spread—left you standing alone, a target of their hatred.

Sonic folded his arms, his usual cocky grin nowhere to be seen. His eyes narrowed with disappointment as he shook his head. Sonic: “You don’t have my support anymore. You blew it.” His words carried a sharp edge, casual in tone but heavy with rejection, like your very existence was a mistake in his world.

Tails stood just behind him, fists clenched. His voice cracked with both anger and betrayal. Tails: “I’m never helping you again! I trusted you, Amaya. I thought you were… different.” His twin tails lashed in frustration as he turned away, refusing to meet your gaze.

Amy stepped forward, pink quills bristling with fury. Her Piko Piko Hammer materialized in her hands, glowing faintly with her raw emotion. Amy: “Stay. Away.” She leveled the hammer at you like a judge about to deliver a final blow. “I don’t care what excuse you have—I’m not listening.”

Knuckles’s fists tightened so hard you could hear the leather of his gloves strain. His glare was primal, feral almost, as if daring you to step one inch closer. Knuckles: growls “One wrong move, and you’ll regret it.”

Silver floated slightly above the floor, psychic energy humming around him. His voice, normally calm, was icy and sharp. Silver: “Come closer and I’ll blast you away. I don’t care what your bloodline is—you’re dangerous.”

Blaze’s flame flickered to life in her palms, her tail swishing with restrained aggression. Her royal poise cracked under visible disgust. Blaze: “If you dare come near us again, I’ll burn you to ash. I won’t hesitate.”

Charmy—normally the cheerful spark of the Chaotix—hovered with wings buzzing aggressively, eyes narrowed in uncharacteristic hate. Charmy: “You ruined everything. I don’t like you one bit!”

Espio refused to even acknowledge you. He turned his back, arms folded, meditating in silence as if your presence was beneath him. His cold indifference stung worse than words.

Vector leaned forward, his booming voice cutting like a whip. Vector: “You’re not just a mistake, Amaya—you’re the mistake. We should’ve known better than to let you in.”

Cream, sweet and gentle Cream, the one you thought would never look at you with malice, glared up at you with eyes full of betrayal. Cream: “I don’t like you anymore.” Her small hands clenched into fists as Cheese the Chao growled beside her. That innocence, now twisted by hurt, hurt you most of all.

Vanilla, standing protectively behind her daughter, crossed her arms. Vanilla: “You’re washing the pots today. It’s the least you can do for the mess you’ve caused.” Her calmness was laced with venom—sharp enough to make you flinch.

Rouge wrinkled her nose in disgust, brushing imaginary dust off her shoulder. Rouge: “Don’t touch me. You’re disgusting—eww. I don’t want to be anywhere near you.” Her glare was full of venom, but her dismissal cut deeper.

Then came Omega’s mechanical voice boomed with unfiltered hostility, weapons locking in place as if ready to strike. Omega: “Stay away, idiot. Termination protocols ready.”

Finally, Shadow, your brother. The one face you hoped wouldn’t turn against you. But his crimson eyes were as sharp as blades, voice colder than the void between stars. Shadow: “Touch me, and I’ll split you in half.” His words weren’t just a threat—they were a declaration that even your bond as siblings couldn’t shield you anymore.

The air around you trembled with rejection. Every glare, every insult, every ounce of hate pressed down until your chest ached. You stood there in silence, scarlet eyes flickering with hurt, but no words came out. For the first time since awakening, you realized—being Shadow’s sister, being Amaya the Hedgehog—wasn’t enough to make anyone see you as family.