Forget Me Not (Sapphire's end)

Entering Slarus

Sapphires POV
Sunlight cuts through the cracks of my eye lids making me groan in discomfort. Slowly opening my eyes I sit up to see the trees and sky above me…why was I outside? Last thing I remember is discussing dinner plans with Jackie, Crimson, Calista and of course, Maria. The breeze plays my spikes letting them flow out behind me. Tucking my knees into my chest I shiver. Where am I? A gentle hand is placed on my shoulder and I twist to see my sister, Maria, but her smile is replaced by a worried look.
"Where are we?" She gestures behind her and I see Crimson, Calista and Jackie bundled together talking, shivering and debating where they were. I accept Maria's hand and let her pull me up. I shrug.
"Honestly? I don't have a clue-"
“Hello!” A kind voice calls. I turn around to see a young parrot boy waving in my direction. Maybe he will know? Sharing a look with Maria we call the others over and make our way towards the boy making sure to keep a normal pace so I don’t scare the parrot.
“Hello,” Calista replies with a soft voice. “Do you know where we are?” The boy nods happily and smiles kindly.
“We are in Slarus Mrs Hedgehog! Sort of like your dimension, Mobious!" Different dimensions don't phase us much as we have visited one before, Earth. It's the mention of our own dimension's name that makes me shiver.
“Oh, how did you know we came from-” The boy cut Crimson off with the swift movement of his hand.
“Mobius is the dimension of the lively and kind, Slarus is the dimension of the cruel and black hearted!” His voice gets higher as if he was on the verge of laughter. “Here Mobians get picked out from the rest to die here or become one of us, and you all, have been too kind! That's the punishment for kindness!" He laughs hysterically holding his stomach as he doubles over squawking. While he is distracted we back way slowly trying not to catch the attention of the mad bird.

A twig snaps when I put pressure on the ground behind me. The parrot boy looks up and smirks. In one swift movement he pulls out a dagger and shoots by me. Pain. Cries. Darkness.

The parrot boy and dagger still engraved in my mind I sit up suddenly ignoring the pain of blood rushing to my head. Was that real? The breeze once again pulls my hair back. Crap. I catch eyes with the girls and run over to them.
“Hello!” A voice calls out. We sharply turn to see the boy who was there before smirking at us. As he starts to advance we scream. I take the hands of those of my friends who don't have super speed and run in the opposite direction at, what feels like, the fastest I have ever ran. I didn’t know where we was going or how long we ran for but there was nothing else we could do. Once we stop I let go and we are all panting and shiving, unknowing whether it was due to the cold or fear. Catching my breath and taking my time to re-collect my thoughts I soon realise the parrot is in front of us cleaning his knife. My chin drops.
“Impressed?” He asks. "We can teleport here too, you know" He giggles before letting go of the rag he was cleaning is blood stained knife with. Fresh blood stains. Our blood stains. "You didn't give me a chance to explain before, but Slarus is parallel to Mobius. Everyone here is everyone there. There will be a version of everyone here that's from your dimension." Crimson steps forward.
"Are there versions of us in this dimension?" The parrot chuckles.
"Probably!" He snaps his fingers sharply laughing when we flinch. His eyes land on my left ear and his hand reaches out. I move out the way unsure whether to be scared or confused as he smirks. “You’ve got something here,” He teases. “You all do." His dark eyes meet my own. Taking the knife by the blade he offers me it so the handle is faceing me. "Go on" Taking the blade I use it as a mirror looking into the reflected glass. Four other pairs of eyes belonging to my friends also look onto the blade and we are all shocked to see what we have found. A microscopic drawing of different objects are placed upon our bodies in a variety of places.
“A pendent?" Crimson questions admiring her shoulder.
"Why a rose?" Maria wonders glancing at the back of her hand.
"I have a tree?" Calista mutters examining her inner wrist.
"I reconise this diadem" Jackie muddles tracing the side of her neck. My hand reaches my ear and I rub where my drawing is placed.
"A forget me not flower"