Scourge sat in his cell, hands behind his head. He let out a sigh. It's been three months since he was put in this strange jail, and by now he knew it was impossible to leave.
Why the hell was I the only one trapped in here? He thought angrily, Sonic could have at least given me the pleasure of sending those traitors here with me. Then I could have given them exactly what they deserved for betraying me by now.
The thought of his old team – the Suppression Squad - enraged Scourge. They had all plotted against him with the Freedom Fighters to take him down. At first their plan failed – Scourge had pulverized the lot of them with the help of the Anarchy Beryl, but then Sonic had tricked him which largely lead to his defeat.
Scourge slammed his fist into the wall out of pure rage. "Damn them," he muttered darkly.
"Hey, you!" The call from the door snapped Scourge back into the present, "Eat up!"
Moments later a tray slid through the door, sitting on it was some green slop on a plate. The concoction barely looked edible to Scourge. He often wondered what they put in this stuff that made it look like a mixture of grass and pool cleaner.
The green hedgehog winced at the so-called food, and promptly pushed it away with his foot.
Scourge had gotten noticeably thinner since he'd promised himself that he'd never eat something that looked like plant fertilizer – which most of the food there did. It was rare that he was given something that actually looked like food, but he was willing to wait.
"If you keep starving yourself like that, you're not going to be able to survive your whole sentience!" The guard called to him – Scourge picked up some amusement in his voice.
Scourge glared at the silhouette of that guard – that all he could see thanks to the glass wall blocking his vision of the hallway. "Maybe if you gave me something that doesn't look like something you pulled out of the toilet, I'd be more inclined to eat it!" Scourge called back. The guard chuckled and walked away.
Scourge followed the guard with his eyes until he was out of sight, then directed his attention back to his 'meal'. Just the sight of it made him gag, it looked like some form of soup, but he wasn't sure – for all he knew it could have been salad at one point! Scourge's stomach rumbled rather loudly. He hadn't eaten in a week, but the sight of the 'food' he was supposed to eat completely ruined his appetite.
How dare they feed me this junk! I conquered an entire planet! I should be treated with more respect, he growled in his head.
His ears flattened to the back of his head, Scourge kicked the unidentifiable 'meal' further away from him. He pushed himself into a standing position and walked away from the tray. The green hedgehog let out a grunt and crossed his arms, letting himself lean onto the wall.
"They can't hold me in here forever," He hissed to himself.
Suddenly, as if an answer to his thoughts, a large bright light shone in the room. Scourge squinted his eyes.
"Hey, what's happenin'?" He called – but the only answer he got was another - more powerful - purple light. Scourge shut his eyes and fell to his knees.
"Wha-.. wh-" That's all his could say before the green hedgehog blacked out.