N/A: The Freedom Fighters- Robotnik's gang. The members are Sonic, Shadow, Tails, and Knuckles

The Destructix- Pachacamac's gang. The members are Scrouge, Lightning Lynx, Sleuth "Doggy" Dawg & Sergeant Simian

The Babylon Rouges- A group of wannabe criminals and gangbangers that consist of Jet, Wave, and Storm

They are all real Sonic characters, so look them up if you need a description. This chapter is particularly long, so I didn't go into a lot of character profile details. I will in the future.

Have a happy reading!

The 19th Birthday Bash


Sonic's POV

"Get the fuck up, Sonic!" a husky voice called. I then, felt myself being rolled over, and getting smacked in the face with something soft. A pillow, I presume. He knew that I was not a morning person.

"Fuck you, Knuckles," I growled, rolling over.

"Come on, Sonic. Wake up… Shadow will kill us if we're late." When I did not respond, Knuckles pulled out a gun and shot two bullets at the ceiling. Shit. He was serious.

"FINE!" I snapped. "I'm up! Are you happy?" I growled, my voice venomous.

"Happy birthday, bitch," he grinned, clapping me on the back. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, thanks," I chuckled. He was a red echidna, taller than myself, with amethyst eyes. Knuckles was ripped beyond belief. He was the team's guns. He'd never lost a fight… Well, besides me, anyways. He had a white crescent scar on his chest. When he was younger, he had defended his mother against his step-father, who was in a drunken rage. He had a scar to prove it. It was then, he decided to start working out, as he would never need another mark to prove himself worthy of people like that, ever again.

"We're robbin' the jewelry shop by the Soleanna Hotel at noon. You'll get the details later. Then we'll take it down to Robotnik's mansion for your birthday surprise," Knuckles grinned. I punched his shoulder.

"See you in a few," I said, bidding him farewell. I jumped in the shower, and afterwards doused myself in old spice cologne. I then, heard my cell phone.

It doesn't matter now what happens I will never give up the fight

There is no way I will run away from all of my frights

Long as the voice inside me says go, I will always keep on running

"Hello? I said, ending my ringtone.

"Hey, Sonic."

"Sup, Tails. What do ya want?"

"Need I not wish my brother a happy birthday?" Tails joked. I could practically envision him right now, his bangs all stuck up, and black smudges from motor oil all over his face, and let us not forget the red and white high tops. I chuckled at the thought.

"Got you the best gift around. You can drive it to the mansion tonight," Tails said, sounding proud of himself. A new car. He did work on them every minute he wasn't hacking into shit for us.

"Ya didn't have to get me anything, Tails," I sighed.

"But I did. And trust me when I say you are going to dig it!"

"Aye, are you hitting up the jewelry store with Shad, Knux and I?" I asked.

"Yeah. I've got the tear gas and van. Best get ready. It's ten thirty-seven. We're meeting here at the shop at eleven forty-five."

"Got it," I said, hanging up. I took a look in my body mirror. I was dressed in straight jeans that were muted, and a grey, unzipped hoodie, with a white T-shirt to go under. I also had on a pair of dark grey and white Nike air maxes. If there was one thing about me that I always did, was that I always dressed sharp. I sprinted into the kitchen of my nice condo, and pulled out a carton of eggs. I cracked four in a large cup, and stirred it. I then, gulped the substance down, and grabbed my keys to my cobalt Koenigsegg Agera.

"Let's do this…" I muttered to myself, locking the door to my apartment.


I pulled up to Tails' Garage and hopped out of my car. The garage was a faded brick building with a few windows. Inside, there were multiple cars, from rusted Mercedes, to shiny Corvettes.

"Sup," I nodded towards Shadow, who was standing in the entrance of the garage.

"Faker," he smirked. "Guess I'd better be nice to the birthday boy," he mocked, egging me on. No. I was not gonna fight him today. Though we didn't get along, he was still part of the Freedom Fighters, and I had to treat him as such.

"Yup. Wouldn't want you ending up in the hospital ruining my birthday. You'd get all the attention," I grinned at my diss. That shut him up.

"Hey, Sonic," Tails called. He was walking over to Shadow and I, with Knuckles at his side.

"Yo," I greeted back, punching his shoulder.

"So, now that we're all here, I'd like to explain the plan," Tails began. "I got us a van from the Bugstars Pest Control company, and Knuckles got us four of their uniforms. If we were to run into anybody on the roof, we're just doing our 'job' of exterminating vermin. I got just enough tear gas for us to knock out the workers in the store, but if we use too much, the gas will kill the workers, which we do not wanna do. Our goal: obtain the red chaos emerald that is held in the vault."

Legend has it that with seven of these gems together, alongside the master emerald, it would make any man the most powerful lord on the entire planet of Mobius. So that was Robotnik's next need? More power? He was already the most feared crime lord in all of Mobius. Ever since I was younger, I knew he was power hungry and greedy, but really?

"While you three are taking care of that, I'll unload the motorcycles that will be in the van, and we'll lose the police. Sonic, you will put the tear gas into the vent, that is located on the roof. All three of you will enter the shop once all the workers and customers are down. Steal the red chaos emerald that is in the vault and anything else of value. From this point on, there will be no use of our names. We're gonna be called by our initials. Any questions?" Tails asked. When nobody said anything, he grinned.

"Let's do this."


"Here are some wrist communicators," the twin-tailed fox said, pulling up in front of a construction site.

"Uh, T… The jewelry store is back there," Knuckles said, pointing behind us.

"Knucklehead, I can't enter through the actual building. 'Uh, excuse me, miss? Can you please tell me how to get to your roof? I need to poison you with tear gas. Thank you for your time," I said sarcastically.

"Dumbass," Shadow insulted the knucklehead.

"Do you wanna hit?" Knuckles asked, red faced and obviously offended.

"Guys, focus," Tails commanded. "S.O. is entering through the construction site, so nobody has a chance of seeing him with the tear gas. I've hacked into all the cameras in the store, so nobody can see it was you guys that robbed the place." I opened my door.

"Get ready, guys. This won't take long," I said, cockily, getting out of the van. I had on my gaudy red Bugstars uniform over my actual clothers, and I had a casket of tear gas in my pocket. Around my neck, a gas mask lay loosely and in my other pocket, I had a pistol at the ready.
Now, I have never killed anyone before. Not once. Before my first ever mission back when I was fifteen, I looked up points on the body, that would wound, but not kill. That's where I aim. I don't know how the others can do it. I mean, we're bad guys, but we're not bad guys, if you catch my drift.

I flashed the guys a thumbs up, and turned to the construction site, heading into the entranceway. The floors were covered with boards and sawdust, and the walls had no paneling. I saw a faded, yellow ladder and sprinted to it, grabbing the handles.

"Hey!" I called. "I'm here to get rid of your pest control problem! Is anyone here?" When I got no answer, I turned flipped a switch on my wrist communicator.

"I think we're clear. I'm going up," I told Tails.

"Sweet. Let me know when you get to the top."


It only took me about two minutes to get onto the roof of the construction site.

"Alright, I'm here," I said to my wrist.

"Great. Now it's time for the gas. You are going to uncap a vial and throw it into the air vent that rests on top of the jewelry store. Do you see it?" he asked.

"Yeah. Here goes nothing," I muttered, uncapping the tear gas. I then, threw the casket into the vent, my aim as good as always.

"Now get down to the shop! Knuckles and Shadow are on their way in. Don't forget your mask," Tails commanded.

"Got it."


When I walked in, the alarm was going off. People laid on the floors, unconscious, but breathing.

"K has got the vault. Help me open these glass counters so that we can get some gold," Shadow demanded.

"Okay," I said, taking my pistol out of my pocket to smash the counters. Shadow threw me a tan pillow case, so that I could stash the jewelry.

I got the entire loot. From rubies, to emeralds, topaz, and diamonds, I had it in the bag.

"Damn it!" I heard Shadow swear. "The police will be here soon. Are you finished yet, K?" he asked, gruffly.

"Yeah!" Knuckles said, returning from the huge safe with the red chaos emerald in hand, and a bag full of golden rings slung over his shoulder. In the distance, sirens sounded.

"Shit!" Knuckled growled. We ran outside, making way to the van. While we were robbing the place, Tails had unloaded three red motorcycles, like he'd said.

"Get on! We need to get out of here! The cops are down the street!" Tais warned. We hopped onto the bikes, and sped off.


Tails was tailing us as fast as he could in the van, but he was still slow as fuck. The cops were gaining on us, and we were being shot at. If our tires popped, the whole operation would be void, and we'd be spending my birthday, in the Empire City jail.

Ugh. This was going to be a problem.

I took the pistol out of my pocket, and began shooting at a cop car on my left. Shadow and Knuckles followed my lead, shooting the following cop cars behind them.

"Guys! Go through the tunnel to lose the cops!" Tails said through our wrist communicators.

"Hold up. Catch my bag, Knuckles!" I shouted, throwing my neutral colored bag of riches to him. He caught it in one swift movement.

"You guys need to keep going. I'll catch up with you at the garage," I said.

"We can't just leave you," Knuckles frowned.

"Well, we can't have our asses grilled, now can we? I'll take care of it!" I shouted.

"We'll be waiting," Shadow nodded at me. He then took off, Knuckles and Tails following behind him.

It was time to get rid of these cops. I slammed on my brakes, screeching to a sudden halt. I then, turned to the three cop cars, that pulled up behind me.

"Put your hands up!" one commanded. I obliged. They all came at me, guns pointed in my direction.

"Ya know, it's a beautiful day out," I grinned, nodding towards the clear, cerulean skies. They looked at me like I was high. I then, pulled out my gun, and pointed it towards my own head.

"NO! Mr. don't do that!"

"Stop being so rash!" another said, frantically. Obviously, it was just a ploy to keep them distracted so that I could get my next move ready. I socked the first one square in the face, grabbed the second one by the forearm, and twisted it so quickly, that he flipped over, falling onto the ground. The other police man- this man was such a dumbass. He could've killed me right then and there, with a bullet to my head, but no, he has to try and punch me. I easily dodged it, and he fell to the ground, putting way too much weight into that one failed punch.

"You'll never get away with this," said the one that I punched in the face. I said nothing, as I shot all three of them in a special point in the leg.

"I'm sorry," I murmured as they cried out in pain. I jumped onto my motorcycle and sped off, towards Tails' Garage.


"Guys… is it right… what we do?" I asked, my usually confident voice a now mere whisper. They all looked up from what they were doing.

"Well...no...not really," Tails answered, though his tone of voice sounded more like a question, rather than an answer.

"It depends on your outlook on what's right and wrong," Shadow grunted.

"You're not turning all goody two shoes on us, now are you?" Knuckles asked, mocking me.

"Of course not!" I snapped. I then took a deep breath. "It's nothing…"

"Guys, give me a few minutes alone with Sonic," Shadow murmured. Tails shot me a strange look, but followed Knuckles outside.

"What do you want?" I asked Shadow.

"Why are you, all of the sudden acting like this?" he asked, in his usual cold voice.

"Why would I tell you of all people?" I rolled my eyes.

"You didn't answer my question." There was a slight pause. "Is it a girl?" he asked. Bingo.

"H-how'd you know?" I asked. Damn, this guy was good. He actually smiled. It was short-lived, though, because his face went back to it's usual scowl moments later.

"I know the feeling… Maria was her name… And though she was human, I loved her anyways…"

"What happened to her?" I asked, not caring about the fact that I was overstepping my boundaries.

"She was abducted… Slaughtered… Her body turned up in a ravine three days later. The sick bastard, mangled her face so much, her grandfather could barely tell it was her… I couldn't bring myself to identify her, or make it to her funeral. It was then, I decided to join the streets. Working with her cousin, Ivo. He understood my resentment towards G.U.N. and about the fact that they could not protect her. I could kill all the police officers in the world. I sure as hell knew I wouldn't feel an ounce of guilt…"

"I-I'm sorry, Shadow," I murmured.

"No use in feeling sorry for me. I'm the same person I was two minutes ago. You know… you are different from the rest of us. I mean, Knuckles is the average thug, just wanting respect, Tails follows you which is the only reason why he's here, but you… You aren't a bad kid. I know you've never killed anyone-"

"How do you know that?" I demanded, interrupting him.

"I see where you aim. I'm a trained gunman. But why, after all these years, are you just now questioning our being here?" Shadow questioned. I took in a deep breath.

"Amy. I befriended her back in Shamar, many years ago. She was the cutest little girl, with her soft pink quills and bright, green eyes… Her personality took the cake though. She was sweet, though she did have quite the temper if you pushed her buttons enough," I chuckled at the thought. Shadow said nothing, so I suspected that he wanted me to continue.

"At the time, Robotnik was running a child trafficking business. He would deal out children to other child traffickers, and Amy, was one of the fifteen girls, that were sent to a red-light district, to be sold as a sex slave..." my voice cracked on the last word.

"And why do you just now care?" he asked. His question made my blood boil.

"I have always 'cared'," I snapped. He raised an eyebrow at me, his crimson eyes piercing into my peridot ones.

"Okay… Then why are you just now showing your concern?" he asked.

"You know… I honestly hate doing what we do. I do it, because I figured, that if I stayed in the crime business with Robotnik, I'd have a chance of finding her… But nine fucking years have passed… And I've made no progress. It makes me wonder, if I should still even try-"

Shadow slammed his hand on the brick wall, leaving a dent.

"If I had even a chance for Maria… Even a subliminal chance of finding her, I'd take it… Not like you'd even be able to get out of the business now anyway. The Doctor would kill you if you left… Literally." I knew what he meant. I knew too much to be able to just 'walk away'. I groaned.

"You're a good kid," Shadow decided. "Lets go. Doofus and the Geek are waiting for us," he said, punching my shoulder. I cracked a small smile.


We were all in Shadow's perfect white Ferrari; Knuckles and Tails in the back, with Shadow driving, and myself in the passenger seat. We had the radio blasting and the bass, I swear, was causing the entire highway to move up and down. We were getting honks from people, though most of them were in minivans. I was never gonna have children.

"Well, well, well!" I heard an annoyingly smug voice call. I turned in my seat to see a deep purple rolls royce pull up next to us.

The Destructix.

The Destructix were a street gang, like us. They were our greatest rivals, though us Freedom Fighters still came out on top. Run by the crime lord, Pachacamac, Robotnik's ex-partner in crime. I'd never seen him, but I knew this guy was a big deal. His team, the Destructix though, were a different deal. I saw these guys at least three or more times a month. It's like they followed us. They consisted of Lightning Lynx, Sleuth

"Doggy" Dawg, Sergeant Simian, and of course, Scrouge the Hedgehog.

"The fuck do you want?" Knuckles growled.

"Just wanted to wish a happy birthday to the blue rat himself," Scrouge grinned. His eyes were hidden behind his dark shaded sunglasses.

"Man, fuck you!" I heard myself growl. Everybody looked taken aback. I wasn't usually one to get pissed off at him, but this bothered me. We had done nothing to them.

"And would you stop following us around like a harem of girls?" I shouted to them. That got me a finger from Scrouge. He sat back in the car, as they sped off into the horizon.

"Couldn't have said it better," Knuckles grinned from ear to ear. I smirked as Tails punched my shoulder.

"We'll be at Robotnik's in five," Shadow told us, a slight smirk on his face.


We pulled up to a gigantic adobe mansion. Even though I'd been coming here since the age of eight, it was still a shock. It had a nice garden full of hedges and exotic flowers that were not native to Empire City. The roof was a golden brown and the outer walls of the house were a light tan. There as an almond colored stone pathway leading us up to the house. A sparkling blue pond laid, glistening like a million crystals. In the back, there was a large maze like garden, that I would never be able to navigate through.

Though the outside was beautiful, the inside was a thousand times more spectacular. It had a neutral color scheme with gold everywhere. There was a chandelier made with hundreds upon thousands of diamonds. The staircase was made of white and tan marble and neutral colored candles lit the house up. Million dollar paintings laid upon the walls, bringing the house to life. It smelled of vanilla and cream. I inhaled, and smiled. It felt good to be home.

Now I know that I live in the condo, but that is my city house. This home, in the hills of Empire City, is where I live most of the time.

"Good evening, Mr. Hedgehog, Mr. Prower, Mr. Echidna, &... The Incredibly-Too-Cool-For-School-Snooze-Ya-Lose-Hedg ehog," our butler Snively groaned. I grinned at his name for me. I was eleven when I made him start calling me that.

"Sup, Sniverton!" I said, clapping his back.

"Hello, Snively," Shadow said, knocking me on the head. "Leave him the hell alone," he growled to me. Snively nodded his head at Shadow appreciatively. Snively liked Tails, Knuckles (to an extent) and Shadow, only tolerating me.

"Doctor Robotnik told me to give you a message as soon as you got here-"

"He's not here is he?" I accused, cutting off Snively. He shot me a sympathetic look. Robotnik is the closest thing I ever had to family, so I always am looking to impress him, and for him to not be here on my birthday, bothered me. I never forgave him for lying to me, but we had a history.

"Whatever," I stated. "Where are we going tonight, boys?" I asked, using mock enthusiasm I hoped that they couldn't see through.

"Uh, how about go to Honkers?" Knuckles suggested. The Honkers Gentlemen Club was a strip joint that we went to on special occasions.

"I dunno… Tails'll be with us…" I muttered. The yellow, twin-tailed fox was only fifteen years old. He did not need to be going to a strip club. He was still a kid.

"I don't see what the big deal is. You went when you were fifteen," Knuckles argued.

"You made me go with you," I snapped back. "And besides...Tails isn't like that-"

"I want to go," Tails spoke up. I knew that he really didn't, but he didn't want to seem like a wimp to Shadow and Knuckles.

"Are you sure?" Shadow asked skeptically. He nodded.

"Don't do anything you don't want to," I said, as Knuckles handed him two hundred dollars for a lap dance.

"Let me grab my wallet," I said. Knuckles grabbed my arm.

"We got you covered," he grinned. "Besides, it's your birthday. I mean, not much of a surprise, but..."

"Speaking of surprises…" Tails chuckled. "Wait here!" Tails disappeared out of the house, and into the garage. We followed him out of the house, as we waited for him to return. Right. The new car he got me. I could see the bright headlights coming at us, as the garage door- well technically there was no door as the garage was pretty opened, but still. A royal blue bugatti veyron with navy blue sections rolled up. It was sweet! Tails opened up the door and got out.

"With black leather seats, a kick ass radio, and speed that'll blow the competition away, I present to you, the rad mobile," he smirked, feeling pretty proud of himself.

"This is tight! Way past cool, little buddy!" I grinned, messing up his bangs. He beamed.

"Glad you like it!"

"Why don't you drive us down to Honkers?" Knuckles asked.

"Haha, I was hoping you'd say that," I grinned.


So my driving… I love being fast. One might say that I'm "reckless", but I've never been in an accident. I swerve in between cars, and I do run red lights, but everybody is always safe, and there has never been a single smudge or scratch on my car. Knuckles and Shadow were immune to my driving, but Tails was not yet accustomed to it.

"Slow down!" he yelped a I did a sharp turn.

"Hell no. If I drive any slower, I'll be eighty by the time we get there!" I joked, flashing him my crooked side smile. I drove onward, while I Am All of Me was blasting through the speakers of my new bugatti.

"Bro…" Tails groaned.

"What?" Shadow asked.

"I just got a text from Snively. Apparently the Babylon Rogues are gonna be at Honkers tonight." I looked at Tails through my rearview mirror. If there was one thing I hated more than the Destructix, it was the Babylon Rogues. At least the Destructix were real about their business. These mother fuckers were from Station Square. They weren't badass at all; just a couple of rich kids who try to play it off as thugs, but everyone knows there isn't such a thing as a halfway crook.

"So what. If they show up and try to start something, we'll finish it. But wait for them to make the first move," Shadow instructed as I pulled up to Honkers.

"Thank god I can get out of this car," Tails said in a relieved tone. I rolled my eyes.

"Tonight, we get wasted," Knuckles grinned. I had only been drunk once, and I had one hell of a hangover the next day. I wasn't into drinking, so I usually just had the bartenders pour me a soda so I wouldn't have to have the guys pressuring me to drink.

"You two go in. I need to speak to Tails for a moment," I said, dismissing Shadow and Knuckles with a wave of my gloved hand. They went inside, and I faced Tails.

"You're a cute kid, so you know the women will be all over you. Be safe," I told him, tossing him two condoms. "And no drinking." He looked a bit relieved that I said that. He didn't belong here and he knew it. He nodded.

"Let's go in," I smirked, punching his shoulder.


Sensual music played throughout the club. There were three poles on a runway like stage, and many seats with tables. There also was a bar to the side. A smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed with peach body oil were in the air. Classic. There were about six strippers walking around, and two on two of the three poles. If there was one thing about Honkers that was different about other strip joints, is that their girls were performers. Still slutty, but more classy than the average hooker. None of them looked trashy, but they were wearing racy clothing. I looked to the left. Shadow was at the bar, flirting with the mixologist who was in nothing but a black thong, and Knuckles was throwing hundred dollar bills at cat who was on a pole.

"W-what should I do?" Tails asked.

"Hi, suggah. The name's Julie-Su," a pink echidna said, coming up to him. "Would you like a private dance?" she asked, feeling his chest through his opened shirt. He blushed slightly, taken aback, but nodded none the less. She grabbed his hand, taking him into one of the private rooms. He stared at her ass the entire way there. I sat down at an opened booth to watch the strippers on the poles. Off to the side of the stage, I saw a stripper in more conservative clothes (a white one piece bathing suit and no shoes). She had a bunch of body art on her. They weren't permanent as they were not tattoos, but it made her look...exotic. I couldn't tell her fur color as the red, purple and blue strobe lights made it hard to determine that factor, but I could tell she was a hedgehog, like myself and Shadow. Her quills were weirdly shaped though. Instead of like how mine and Shadow's are, they were curved downwards, and very long. Like down to her mid thigh long. Gave her an innocent look I guess. She was then, smacked across the face by a skunk, whom she had been arguing. It made my blood boil. I mean having sex with women is bad, but physically hurting them… That was a whole other story. I was about to go up to them, when an auburn fox blocked my view of them. She had reddish chestnut hair, and lacy lingerie on.

"Hello, Blue."

"Fiona," I greeted. She and I had a fling a few years ago, but she usually claims me when I come here.

"Happy birthday," she whispered seductively in my ear. She sat on my abdomen, her pelvis on mine. Okay, I'm a male, so no judgements.

"Oh!" she said, surprised, feeling my erected member. "Has the speed king come out to play?" she questioned with a devilish smirk on her face. She unzipped my pants, and began to stroke my penis.

"Hey. Who's that?" I asked her, pointing my gloved finger towards the one female hedgehog who was now walking towards the middle pole that none of the other strippers had occupied. She turned, her grip still on my member, to see who I was talking about.

"Her? I dunno her real name. Her pimp Geoffrey St. John introduced her has 'Aurelia'," Fiona shrugged, a little offended that I was paying more attention to this Aurelia girl than her. I watched as Aurelia began to spin on the pole. I kinda forgot Fiona was there after awhile. It was like Aurelia was touching me. The thought of her doing that was enough to make me leak a little.

"The effect I have on you," Fiona murmured, smugly. But it wasn't her. It was Aurelia. The way she moved. It was like she wasn't even trying to be sexy. Like she didn't want to be. She had a serious look on her face, and didn't make eye contact with anyone. She then turned, and did the splits, while spinning down the pole.

"Ugh!" I said, finally at my limit. Fiona took her hand and licked the semen off of it. I was a little revolted. Unlike some others I knew, that did not turn me on.

"Thanks, Fiona," I said.

"Anytime," she winked, getting off of me. "Would you like a private dance?"

"Uh, no. Not today," I answered, zipping up my pants. She huffed, and stormed off. I was then left, sitting alone in the booth, at the table. I looked up at Aurelia, and in an instance, her eyes connected to mine. A weird look spread across her face, and she frowned shortly after. She then, lost eye contact with me, and continued her dance. The song, My Sweet Passion ended, and she was off the pole immediately. Shadow, Tails and Knuckles joined me at the booth as
one of the strippers got a mic.

"Hello," she said in a heavy Empire City accent. "Welcome to Honkers! Ask anyone of my girls and they'll entertain ya tonight," she said, winking at Shadow. He held up a finger and motioned for her to come over. She blushed and grinned, walking over to us. I was about to go up to Aurelia, when I saw her walk over to a group of birds. She did not have a sexy walk or anything; it was like her heart wasn't into it.

"Hey, baby," a nasally voice said. Jet the Hawk was here, with the Babylon Rouges. They must've entered when I was getting a handjob. Aurelia had a disgusted look on her face, as she got up onto the table to do her dance for him. The fact that they were all watching her was making me mad. I never thought about it before, but she was being exploited, and she obviously didn't like it; either did I. It was making me uncomfortable, watching her. Storm, an ugly, grey albatross, reached his stout arm out to her, touching grabbing her hourglass waist. She reacted almost immediately.

"No touching!" she growled, shaking out of his grip.

"Bitch!" Jet snapped, grabbing her wrist.

"Let me go!" she demanded, trying to break out of his grasp. He smacked her in the face.

"It's your fault for whoring around," Wave, a purple swallow added. I got up, and jumped the table I was sitting at. I walked over to the Babylon Rouges table cooly.

"Hey. Babylon Douches. Let the girl go," I said. I could feel my guys come up behind me.

"Well, well, well. Freedom Fighters, eh? It's been awhile," Jet smirked. "You want her?" he continued, nodding towards Aurelia. "Then take her." He pushed her off of the table.

"Woah!" I said, catching her in my arms. He must've smacked her pretty hard, because her eyes were watering.

"You know… The Destructix just got jailed today," Jet grinned at me.

"Why?" Shadow asked.

"Fucking retards robbed the jewelry store down by that Soleanna Hotel," Wave laughed.

"And then that idiot Scrouge shot three police officers, but didn't kill them!" Storm roared in laughter.

"AURELIA!" I heard an angry voice shout. I realized I was still holding her in my arms. She flinched at the voice calling her name. That skunk from earlier came up and grabbed her wrist, snatching her away.

"Why aren't you working!" he growled shaking her.

"I-I'm sorry…" she mumbled in fear.

"Sorry doesn't make me money, you bitch!" her pimp shouted punching her face.

"Back off!" I snapped pushing him away from her.

"She is my property!" Geoffrey yelled, throwing a punch at me. I blocked it, knocking him backwards with force.

"Sonic! Get her out of here!" Knuckles demanded, referring to Aurelia..

"Sonic?" I heard her mumbled. "What Sonic?"

"Leave this sucker to Shadow and I," Knuckles said, glaring at the pimp that was on the floor. I nodded, picking the girl up in my arms. And with that, I took her from the club.


I put her in the passenger seat and hurried to my side.

"Where are we going?" she demanded. When I didn't respond, she asked me again.

"Where are we going?" she said, venom in her voice.

"To my condo," I answered. It would take far too long to get back to Robotnik's.

"I will not go to your house with you!" Her accent was not one of Empire City. Adabat, maybe?

"Yes, you will," I said. "It's safer than the club you were just at."

"What do you want from me?" she demanded.

"Nothing," I answered truthfully.

"No, you want something!" she argued.

"What? You think I want some sex from you?" I asked, offended. I just saved this girl and she had no right to treat me like I was some kind of monster. I pulled over to the side of the road, abruptly.

"You came into a strip club and you claim you want no sex?" she asked. "If you are to do something… just do it now… Get it over with…" she said, her voice cracking.
Don't get me wrong… I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to touch her. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I didn't want to hurt her.

"Hell no," I said. "We're going to go to my condo, and you're going to shower, and go to sleep. You can take my bed, I'll crash on the couch."

"Whatever." She didn't believe me, and I didn't blame her. I stranger taking you back to his house is a weird scenario. I pulled back over onto the street and I continued the drive back to my place.


"Can you walk?" I asked her as I opened up her door for her. She nodded and stepped out. I walked her up to my condo building's door, where a butler was holding the door open.

"Good evening, Mr. Hedgehog. Miss," he said, eying Aurelia with skeptical eyes. I led her to the elevator, and we headed up to my floor.

"This is a nice building," she said, looking the opposite way from me. I took a look at her. She had soft pink fur, like...Amy? Could that be her? She was quite a bit shorter than me. She had a hardcore figure and a nice ass. She then turned to look at me. Seeing where my gaze had been, she snorted.

"All you men are the same," she huffed, rolling me.

"I-I'm sorry," I blushed. She connected her gaze with mine. She had golden eyes. That closed all my suspicions about her being Amy.

"You...what did you say your name was?" she asked, checking me out.

"I'm Sonic the Hedgehog," I smiled at her.

"Uh, oh!" she stuttered.

"How do you know me?" I asked.

"Uh, um… You and that crime lord… Dr. Eg-Robotnik!" she got out.

"Yeah… Robotnik… Were you going to say… Eggman?" I asked, turning on her.

"N-no!" she stuttered. We rode the elevator in silence the rest of the way up.


I opened the door to my condo and let her in.

"Shower is down that hallway. I'll get you a towel and a wash rag. I don't have any girly shampoo, so you might smell a bit like me… Um, I'll order a pizza," I said, as I turned to get her a towel.

When I returned to the bathroom, she had already gotten in the shower. I could see her silhouette through the curtain and she was humming a tune. I set her towel down, and left the bathroom.


I didn't know what was taking so long. I knocked on the bathroom door.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked.

"Uh, well… It seems that I have no clothes," she explained.

"Oh!" I said. "I'll grab you some sweatpants," I told her, sprinting to my room. I pulled open a drawer and grabbed a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. I then, went back to the bathroom, and knocked on the door. She opened it. A white towel was wrapped tightly around her body, and her hair was wet. She connected her gaze with mine. It was startling.

"The fuck?" I gasped, stepping backwards. her eyes were not that golden color anymore. They were jade. Contacts. The golden eyes had been contacts.

"What is your name?" I demanded. She looked shocked.

"Aurelia-"

"Don't feed me that bull shit. I know you're Amy! And you knew who I was! Why didn't you fucking tell me?" I asked.

"What gives you the right to be mad at me?!" she shouted. "In fact, I should be mad at you!" she screeched. "You told me I'd be safe! Guess that makes you a liar! I was mad for so long!"

Her words pierced through my heart.

"And then you don't even remember me?! I've thought about you day after day, and you can't even remember me…?" Amy said. "And you still work with Robotnik?"

"Why I work with him is none of your goddamn business!" I shouted. "It's complicated. I, I wanted to be able to find a lead with him to find you!"

"I-I missed you so much," she said, throwing her arms around my neck, not even caring about my sudden outburst.

"Amy… I-I'm so sorry," I apologized. "I let you down…" The doorbell rang and she pulled away.

"That's the pizza," I said quietly, leaving her in the bathroom. I sprinted to the door, grabbing my wallet.

"Hello," I greeted the purple walrus delivery guy.

"Hey, kid. That'll be twelve ninety-nine," the pizza guy said.

"Take a hundred dollar bill and keep the change," I said. He was looking behind me.

"Is that your girlfriend, kid?" he asked pointing to Amy, who was standing in the living room.

"Her?" I asked, pointing behind me. He nodded. "No. We're just friends."

"Oh… Well, she's a beauty," he said, bidding me farewell. "And thanks for the tip!" I smiled at him, and shut the door.

"Would you like a piece?" I asked.

"Yes, please," she said. "I like your house," she complemented.

"If you like this one, you should see my main house," I grinned. She smiled at me, causing my heart rate to become off kilter. I walked over to her, handing her a plate with a slice of pizza on it.

"Thank you," she said, taking it from me. We sat in silence for a moment, while she ate. I couldn't help but stare at her. She was just so good looking.

"What?" she asked. She saw me staring at her. "Do I have something on my face?" I smiled at her.

"Nah. Just looking… Let's go to bed," I advised, standing up.

"But I still wanna talk to you," she said.

"Tomorrow we can talk," I said. She sighed, but nodded. I then led her to my bedroom.

"Goodnight, Amy," I whispered.

"Goodnight...Sonic," she muttered back, closing the door.

It was weird having her back. It felt unreal. Different than I expected. I still knew nothing about her. But, as I told her, we'd talk tomorrow.
And I'd be sure to find out who had made her life, a living hell.


Please review if you'd like another chapter.

Here are the ages of the characters:

Sonic is 19,

Amy is 16,

Knuckles is 20,

Shadow is 20,

Tails is 15,

Robotnik is 50,

Snively is 46,

Scrouge is 19,

Fiona is 19,

Jet is 18,

Wave is 18,

Storm is 20

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