Damn blue hedgehog. Damn imposter. Fucking putting me in prison like some common criminal. I am THE criminal and they're treating me like I'm just some normal schmuck. So now I'm stuck in this god forsaken cell. In an empty prison, with nothing to do. Everything's rusted and dirty, I'm lucky if they even remember me so I hardly get any food. They took my jacket and my glasses, so all they left me with were my shoes and gloves. I swear I've never been so bored in my entire life.I've been here for a long time and I'm pretty sure everyone has forgotten about me. Especially Fiona.
I mean if she liked me so much why hasn't she tried to come bust me outta here hm? Just proves how two faced she is. As soon as she gets bored she moves on. So here I am. Alone with my thoughts in this cold cell. Bogus. I'm surprised I haven't lost my fucking mind yet. Well mostly I just remember , and I plan my revenge on EVERYONE. They all deserve my revenge I know they do. So when I break out of here I'll have to keep quiet. Maybe I won't go around wearing my normal jacket and glasses. Maybe I'll get some normal clothes just to lay low. Tonight, I'm getting out of here. There's one window in my cell. Only one. For weeks I've been spin dashing over and over trying to get the fucking thing open. I will tonight. I swear by it. And when it does finally open, hell will break loose. Eventually anyway.
These were my thoughts for 5 months. I just couldn't wait to get out of there. I sat there and waited for the automatic lights to go out. It took forever. But Finally I got up, backed away from the window, jumped, did a spin dash into the window and smashed right through it. I landed on the street, and looked around. Silent. Those stupid cops were on the highway. I got up, broke in, got my glasses and my jacket and I ran. I found a portal and jumped on, and ran. I took off that damned ring from my neck. Where was I going? I wasn't sure. I could go to Moebius or Mobius, either place I wouldn't be welcomed. I decided to go back to Moebius, because…..well….why not? So I went back not expecting much. Got some pants, a new, regular black trench coat, and no sunglasses. I felt so…plain. I went to castle acorn, hoping no one was there.
I was right. It was absolutely barren, abandoned, empty. I walked in and everything was dusty and dirty, I knew that if this was going to be where I was going to plan my revenge. I needed to clean. But for now I just needed a place to rest. I looked through each room, looking for a bed, good linens, stuff like that. I ended up having to go through every room and picking one thing here and one thing there. One room would have a great bed but no sheets or comforter, and another room would have pillows but a broken down battle and no pillow case. So I compiled a little bit from each room, cleaned, plugged in a clock, And ended up with a fucking kick ass room. I jumped onto the bed and I swear I instantly fell asleep because when I woke up it was the middle of the night. I had gone to sleep around 1 in the morning, and it was 2 A.M. I know I slept more than an hour, I had slept for over twenty four.
I mean when you finally get to sleep on a good clean soft bed instead of a stone cell, you kind of drift off for a while. Now I was full of energy, and what was I going to waste it on? Cleaning? I could but I could always do that later. Go for a run? What the fuck would be the point of that? Well, I could go see what everyone else is up to since I've been gone. But the question in my mind was, do I actually want to see them? I mean would I want to punch their faces in? Probably. And I couldn't do that. No, my revenge would give them exactly what they deserve. I wasn't exactly sure of what I was going to do. I was thinking the silent zone. Forever silent. That's what I went through for 4 months. No music, no one to talk with.
Eh. I cold think of all that later. I got up out of the bed, threw on the trench coat that was now the only thing keeping me to my "bad ass" rep. It wasn't as cool as a leather jacket but eh, you make do with what you got. So now I was bursting with energy and I needed food. Where the fuck was I going to get food at two in the morning? On Moebius none the less. I decided to just forget it. But I couldn't go without food for much longer. I had lost about 10 pounds due to my not eating. Luckily I did get exercise though, from trying to break that window. But I did need to put on weight. This revenge thing? It was going to take a while.