Immortal Scars

by The Chuckinator

It's the Middle Ages and Sonic is the prince of the kingdom of Camelot. He is tasked with finding an ancient scepter and accidentally releases the witch imprisoned inside, who kills his family and curses him to be immortal as revenge for an ancestor in his family for imprisoning her. Centuries pass and he is hunting the witch, who he vows to kill to be freed from the curse.

1. The Witch

Immortal Scars

By The Chuckinator and VanFullMoonHelsing

Chapter 1:The Witch

In the Kingdom of Camelot, King Arthur was on his throne, looking at Merlina. The witch had destroyed his kingdom and was awaiting her punishment. King Arthur was a cobalt hedgehog with emerald green eyes; he wore a red cape held onto his shoulder by a gold buckle and golden crown sat atop his head with jewels incrested in them.

Merlina was a witch that served the royal family, but recently she had gone against her morals and tried to destroy the kingdom. She wore a dark purple cloak with light purple marking on it and hard light pink hair that matched her saddened ocean blue eyes.

"My King...I am terribly sorry for what I have done...please...find it in your heart to forgive me," she spoke with a sorrowful tone.

The king drew his sword, Excalibur, and pointed it at her. "Merlina, your destroyed my kingdom. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you now."

Merlina stared at the King with shock on her face as she lowered her head in shame. "I'm sorry, Sire. I really am...I didn't know what I was doing. Please, be merciful!" She got down of her hand and knees, bowing before him as tears streamed down her cheeks.

The king scoffed, thinking about it. He didn't want to kill Merlina. Suddenly, an idea came to him and he nodded. "Merlina, I will not kill you. However, you still deserve punishment. You will forever be sealed in your own scepter, never to escape."

The witch widened her eyes and looked to her sceptre that was clutched in her hands. Its staff was a dark grey while the ball on the top was a mix of blue, purple and pink. "B...But..." She tried to say, trying to make the King change his mind.

The king held out his hands, and Merlina gave him the scepter. He pointed it at her. She took in a deep breath and nodded her head. She spoke in an ancient language and then her whole body dissolved into purple mist before going into the crystal ball at the end of staff. As the mist entered the sceptre all that the King heard was small sobs coming from witch he had punished.

Arthur sighed and was about to put the scepter down when a bolt of electricity came from the staff and shocked him. He screamed in pain and dropped the staff, falling to the ground. His knights ran over to him, and laughter could be heard from within the staff.

"You're a fool, Arthur! You cannot keep me in my own sceptre forever! Someday I will return and kill everyone you hold dear!" Merlina laughed.

The electricity from the scepter died down and Arthur's breathing weakened. Then it stopped. The knights surrounded their King, shocked at what had happened. Their King was dead and this meant that the King's child would have to be crowned King already. Though the knights knew that Merlina's staff had to be hidden away so that this never happened again. They agreed on hiding it on Avalon. They hid it inside a cave within a forest on the island, hoping no one would find it as they may unleash the vengeful witch on the world.

Twenty years passed, and the kingdom was flourishing well. Jules, son of Arthur, was currently leading the kingdom. He was a blue hedgehog with a brown fringe and brown eyes. He wore the crown and robe his Father once wore along with brown boots and white gloves. He had a child of his own; a sixteen year-old blue hedgehog with emerald green eyes. He wore a small gold crown on his head, white gloves and dark red boots. He was free spirit that loved going where the wind took him and never listened to his Father; he was quite rebellious when he wanted to be.

Jules sighed as he sat on his throne, looking at his son. He smiled and spoke. "How is your sword training coming along, son?"

"It's going well, father," Sonic said. "Lancelot has been training me well."

The King nodded at Sonic's response with a smile on his face. "That is good. If you continue with your training you make a great King one day with your skills."

The prince smiled. "I won't let you down."

The King waved his son away and Sonic left throne room, entering the hall. The walls were cream coloured and the floors were white marble. Sonic walked along the hall in the direction of the stairs. He was tired from all training and felt like taking a nap. The prince went up to his room and fell on the bed, then yawned and fell asleep.