AN: This idea came to me after reading comic #230. What would happen if Sally was under attack and the only person left to help her was someone completely opposite of her! And of course Fiona wouldn't do anything to help someone unless she got something in return! All characters are copyright of SEGA and Archie and every character who appears in this fanfic is over 18.
Sally - 19
Fiona - 21
other characters ages will be put up as they appear in the story, and they will. :) but for now it's just these two. Enjoy!
It was absolutely a dark day for the Kingdom of Acorn and the weather was signifying this, almost as the conditions over Castle Acorn were completely dismal, almost a harbinger as to what was happening on the soil. The outer walls of the castle were currently being ruthlessly attacked by a horde of SWAT bots under the direction of the wicked Doctor Robotnik. This siege had been unlike any attempt to take the castle in its entire history, there had to have been hundreds of thousands of different robots and machines all manufactured for one nefarious purpose, to annihilate whatever stood in their way and of course, to capture anyone affiliated with the Royal Council or Freedom Fighters. The things that would happen to them if they had been apprehended, being marched to Robotropolis cast in chains and then left to rot in a cell and to be a "toy" for whoever decided to amuse themselves before the main attraction, robotization. Having your entire soul stripped from your body, to be a nameless, faceless hunk of scrap metal obeying every single command you are given just because you were told to and forgetting faces, family, friends.
In the highest reach of the castle, a young woman gaze outside the only window in her quarters. An unsatisfied expression crossing her face as the robot army grew closer towards storming the insides of the castle. Princess Sally Acorn sighed deeply before turning away from the window, she could hardly stomach what was happening to her kingdom, and her people. Her fellow Freedom Fighters had dispatched long ago to help evacuate all of the citizens to a safer grounds and every member was spread out at least miles apart from each other, and her. Sally felt completely isolated, even her parents, the King and Queen had gone on a royal vacation weeks ago and wouldn't be scheduled back here until at least a month. The Princess however, chose to stay at the castle and tend to her duties as a noble, hoping to pleasantly surprise the King and Queen and to prove once and for all that she was more than fit to take over the kingdom when the time came.
"So much for that," the girl murmured to herself as she caught a peek of her reflection in the gargantuan mirror that hung on one of the walls of her room. Gone was her familiar jacket and instead in its place was an ornate purple dress made entirely of silk. These were the kinds of dresses the tailors had begged her to wear, the ones that Sally scoffed at as they would be insufficient in any sort of situation where she had to defend herself, plus the sheer elegance of the fabrics made her look snobby and stuck-up. However, the Mobian had to admit that the way the silk hugged her fur was mighty comfortable. Gold and silver bracelets hung around her wrists which matched the earrings on her ears and the simple crown that sit on her head. Under the dress and wrapped around her leg were stockings and high heeled shoes. None of the things she was wearing would help her at all if she were to be captured, but Sally figured that if they were going to arrest her, she would head to Robotropolis as a noble instead of a coward. Besides, in her paw she held her only laser pistol, hoping that she could at least take one of those infernal machines down with her before being restrained.
And so the lady sit at her bed, pointing the muzzle of the gun at her door while past memories of her freedom clouded her mind. Her times with her nephew, Sonic, and other friends, the people whom she would most likely be turned against when she became a robot slave. Although she had hoped that it would never happen, she was cornered and completely defenseless aside from the one or two shots that the laser pistol carried.
Suddenly, Sally's ears perked up as she could hear a meek clicking at her door. She had snuck out more than enough times to realize that it was someone attempting to pick the lock on the doorknob. This was her chance, time to fight for all she was worth. Immediately, the princess hopped up from her bed and held the gun with both hands, steadying her aim as the doorknob slowly slid from side to side. While she was puzzled that the robots would go through the trouble of disengaging the lock instead of simply blasting the door open, Sally was instead focused on the doorframe and the light from the hallway that was gradually growing. Before the door was even completely open, Sally turned her head and closed her eyes, pointing the gun at whomever was on the other side and shrieked,
"Don't move! I'll shoot if I have to!"
That was when she opened her eyes and saw exactly who was attempting to raid her room.
She was dressed in a skin-tight sneaking suit, one that would be used for the express intent of being able to nose around undetected. There were certain 'areas' that the suit did not cover, however, that were replaced by crimson fur. A sinister smirk crossed her muzzle even as a gun was inches away from her face. Fiona Fox put her hands up to show that she wasn't carrying a weapon, although she was surprised at the princess appearance in the castle and her manor of dress.
Sally spoke first, "Fiona! Somehow I knew that you would be here, how much is that Eggman paying you, huh?" The princess poked the gun at Fiona's chest, she had her this time. Fiona was a tramp and a hussy in her opinion, the fact that she could be working for Robotnik made a lot of sense.
"What are you going on about?" Fiona growled, annoyed at the squirrel's attempt of bravery which was starting to get pathetic. "If you mean those guys smashing up the place, they're going to burn this dump to the ground." the vixen brought her hands up to her face and shrugged, "With no guards I just assumed that this would be an opportune time to score some royal loot before they do." She was telling the truth, of course. Even someone as manipulative as Fiona knew that lying probably wasn't the best option with someone holding a gun at her face point blank. "So put that thing down, why are you here anyways? No one else is."
Sally hesitantly pointed the gun away from Fiona and instead held it at her side, embarrassed to answer her question. "Everyone else is safe, I'm here to maintain the castle." Before Fiona could make a sarcastic quip about how good of a job she was doing, she quickly chimed in. "I figured if I was going to be seized, I will look like a lady in the process."
Fiona had to cover her mouth to stifle her laughter. Oh, how she had wished that she was recording this. No one would ever believe her at all if she told them about how ridiculously excessive Sally's outfit was. Her attempts of laughter were halted by a large explosion that couldn't have been two miles away, they were coming. The fox's original plan had been to grab anything of value and vault down the window of Sally's chambers and make a clean escape in the dead of night. Now with the Princess actually here, she knew that she couldn't leave without her.
"Oh my gosh.." Fiona scowled as she realized that if Sally were traveling with her, how much of a liability she would be. If any of those stupid SWAT bots saw her with the Princess, they both would be getting arrested.
Sally on the other hand was already reaching into her closet to pull out a small cloth to use as a hood, which she promptly put over her head. "Let's go, already." as the Mobian bolted towards te door.
This was going to be harder than Fiona thought. The fox quickly grabbed Sally's wrists to pull her back inside the room as she shut the door. "What are you, stupid?" she whispered angrily, "I'm not risking my hide for you, that's one thing we need to get clear. I don't wanna be locked up either." the vixen rapped her knuckles against the door, trying to think. "We need a plan to get us out of here, the castle and the city. They're building checkpoints all around, searching everyone that walks by in the hope that they can find you, so..." The girl trailed off, "you can't be you."
Sally, who was half heartedly listening to Fiona was already a tad confused. "I can't be me? What are you saying?" Wherever the fox girl was going with this, it didn't sound good for her.
"Princess you, stupid!" Fiona clapped her hands as she had a fantastic idea, exclaimed by an insult just because she could. "Those robots are rounding up all the royalty and the citizens, right? If you were neither of the two, you could get out of here no questions asked."
"But, Fiona. I am both of those." Sally was starting to become uncomfortable with the other girl's demeanor and excitement. If something excited Fiona, it usually didn't mean good things for anyone except her. "The only way someone could be a citizen or noble and then lose those titles would be if they were a prisoner of the crown." The gears started to turn in Sally's head as she glared back at Fiona. "and you don't have any arresting power, so your plan sucks." Sally figured she could toss an insult back at Fiona as she knew that the fox could take it.
Fiona just crossed her arms and the smile did not leave her face at all, "Yes, but prisoners actually have rights. I was thinking a little lower on the totem pole, in fact, the lowest." Fiona took a step towards the princess and flicked on of the earrings on her ears. "Slavery."
"What?" Sally audibly yelled as she pointed the gun back at Fiona, "No way, we haven't had slaves in this kingdom since..forever!" Sally spat back, although slavery wasn't quite outlawed there were a few loopholes that could have someone become a slave, loopholes that she was sure that Fiona knew about. She was always into that kind of thing.
"It would be easy. All you have to do is sign yourself into slavery and then I'll claim ownership of you. Legally, you wouldn't even be Sally Acorn anymore, you wouldn't have a name or identity, they couldn't trace you even if they wanted." Fiona hesitated when the gun reappeared so she took a step away from the obviously distraught Sally. "Listen, this seriously is the only way out of this mess. When I was sneaking in here, I saw them about ready to bust open the door. Now, we can both get robotized or neither of us can. It's up to you." a stern tone laced Fiona's voice as she delivered an ultimatum towards Sally.
Sally on the other hand continuously pointed the gun at Fiona and then pulled it away. She did this for a few minutes as the options ran through her mind. To become the vixen's slave! It was unheard of, unprecedented, and her only way out. To lose her memories of Sonic, to be the one to have to be forced to attack him, to attack her own kingdom. That could never happen. Finally, the girl just blurted out.
"Fine! You win, okay?"
Fiona simply gave a carnal grin as she moved closer to Sally, grabbing the gun from her hands slowly and placing it on the ground, kicking it aside. She put her body up against the Mobian's, practically radiating in her warm fur.
"Excellent, but..." she placed a finger on her chin quizzically, "I don't think you're dressed the part yet." Fiona moved her hands up and down Sally's smooth arms and jingled the bracelets on her wrists. "A slave would never look like this, don't you agree?" Sally held her breath in and stared daggers at Fiona before turning away and nodding slightly. It was true, a slave would be dressed in the lowliest rags instead of anything elegant like the dress she was wearing. "Now, be a good girl and let's get you all dressed, and then you have some papers to sign." the vixen cooed as she planted a kiss on Sally's lips, licking her own as she pulled away. This was going to be fun.
