✧ :･ﾟ * M a r i a * :･ﾟ ✧

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 ✧ Most of my childhood was spent on the Space Colony. It was my home, and my birthplace had everything to survive. Food, water and more. In fact, we had plentiful of what could deem as "inessential", and I was lucky for it. I was lucky to be made up there, by my creator, and father Gerald Robotnik. He was a genius, and yet he had a heart bigger than any star I had ever learnt of. He provided me with all the skills and essentials I need to survive, and yet, I would not say he was the biggest impact on me. To name the biggest role model when I was growing, would be Maria. ✧ 

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 ✧ She was not only a sister to me, but my everything. I loved her. More than anything. She was the sweetest person I have ever known, and all she wanted was happiness. Not just for her, but everyone around her. For those on the colony with us, the planet we gaze upon every day, everyone. Happiness, peace, and unity for all. That's all she ever wished for, even though she could never be a part of it. She couldn't. She was stuck on the colony, her immune system was too weak, she'd die a horrible death if she joined the rest of humanity. It was cruel. It was all she ever deserved. Was to be down on Earth, with the rest of humanity, so she could be loved by her own. Instead, she was stuck in space, for so long. She never got to see humanity. Did you know that? She never got what she deserved. ✧ 

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 ✧ Her life was taken too shortly. For something she couldn't even help. She did nothing wrong. Not even in the slightest. They shot her. They shot her. She didn't deserve it. They killed her in broad light. I saw it. I saw it all. The bullet, the way it affected her. I heard her body hit the floor. That's the last time I saw her. The...last time I saw her...was her death. I can't do this. I miss her. I miss her so much. All she ever did, was want to love. That's all she ever did, was love. She loved me. She loved me too, and I loved her as well. But I will never see her again. She's dead. It doesn't matter how much I love her; she will never come back. God, I miss her so much. She was the best. And now I'm without her, I don't even properly know myself. So, I made a habit. A habit of every night, around eleven at night, I would walk out to a lake. The lake has a small wooden boat docking port pointing into it. So, every night, I sit on the edge of the dock. My feet dangling off the edge, as I just look up. The stars shine above me. The stars, reminding me of her. Afterall, we lived up there together. After all those years of us looking down to this planet, here I am, looking up. As if she's still up there, as if I'm looking for her, and she's looking for me. I know she isn't. But I will tell myself it regardless. Afterall, she would want me to never be alone. Even though on this dock I am technically alone. I know she's with me. And she loves me. I love her too, dead or alive. I love you, Maria. I regret what happened every day since it had happened. But I know I can't take it back. And you wouldn't want me to drown in my guilt. So, I can bottle it. Afterall, one day, I'll be with you again. So, I must live my life well, in a way you would improve. If you can't be down here, then I will do your work for you, dear sister. Fate took your love, so I will fight it into this undeserving planet. All for you. I may not know what I am doing. But I'll try my best for you.  ✧ 

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 ✧ I love you, Maria. ✧