"Once again, why are we doing this?" Sonic asked tentatively. His voice was shaking, fearing the worst he could possibly imagine.
"We don't have much choice I'm afraid," Amy said, looking sympathetically at the blue hedgehog, "We're all in the same boat here."
"But this," Sonic said, "this is the worst torture imaginable."
"I still can't believe we have to do this," Tails sighed, trying to fight against his restraints.
"I don't like it any better than you do," Shadow muttered, "but we're all here now."
Sonic looked around the room. Around him were numerous chairs. In each one sat a different animal, Everyone Sonic had encountered, from his best friend Tails, to his various acquaintances of the Chaotix crew, and the numerous rivals he'd accumulated over the years were all sat there, all tied to the same chair, all of them dreading the exact same fate that was going to hit them.
"Are you sure there's no way out of this?" Sonic asked, "Can nobody break there restraints?"
"I've tried burning them," Blaze answered, "Silver's tried to use his telekinesis to escape, even Shadows tried to Chaos Control himself out. There's nothing we can do."
Sonic hung his head he looked at the metal floor bellow him. Finally after all these years Robotnik had finally won. Sonic squirmed slightly; feeling the ropes rub against his wrists, and making his gloves twitch uncomfortably.
"I don't know what's worse," Knuckles said, "The fact that Robotnik finally managed to beat all of us, or the fact that we're about to face the most heinous torture anyone can imagine.
The entire room shuddered. Cream began crying, and Sonic heard Charmy scream quickly in a form of hyper anger.
There was a loud whirring, and several robots appeared. All of them stood there, facing the trapped animals, pointing guns at them. Each one of them a basic Egg-Pawn. Sonic wanted to jump up and smash every last one of them, but he couldn't escape from his chair. Behind them a mechanical door whirred open and a round figure stepped forwards.
"Greetings ladies and gentlemen," the all too familiar voice of doctor Robotnik beckoned, "and welcome to the fun."
"Can we just get this over with?" a large green hawk asked.
"Over with?" Robotnik laughed, "This guy doesn't get it does he? It's not going to end. You're all my prisoners and you will all be subjected to the worst fate imaginable."
A worried look shot across each of there faces, as Robotnik grinned gleefully. He was savouring every last second of this. Slowly he pulled his hands from behind his back, and clutched a small pile of cards. He tapped them slowly, watching the faces of various animals all twitch with worry, fear, and anger.
"On these cards," Robotnik said, his grin extending fully "are a series of questions. Each one was written by a reviewer."
There was a collective scream from all the animals sat there. This was to them a fate three times worse than death.
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