CTH: I would just like to say thanks to the few good people who reviewed my story. Here's your replies:
DarkSoniciNSaNiTY: Yes thanks again. And I cannot say. In the meantime, I'll drop some hints so you figure it out.
Timmy T. Hedgehog: I only have one thing to say to you... Typical. Only you would say that.
kayla t. kat: Thanks. And you like that? Thought you would. Yes, it's sonourge, but since I like to stay in character it may take a while, so you'll have to bear with me. And yes, I figured you were using her computer. You always are.
On to the story.
The sounds of heavy rain hitting the roof, lightning cracking and flashing, thunder booming filled the air outside. The winds howled like wolves, the trees swayed and sometimes cracked, under the nature's brutal force. The lights inside the small house would flash every once and a while, yet the almost gentle hum of the backup generator promised that the light would remain. Miles 'Tails' Prower walked up the stairs of his home, wondering where the blue hedgehog could be at such a time. At the top of the steps was a door and a small hallway leading to the right of it. To the left, was a wall with a small closet. Knocking on the door the kitsune waits patiently, to only receive voices as a answer. 'Who's here?' he thought, pressing forward and leaning his head carefully against the door.
"-at will I say? I don't want to upset him, or anyone else.
"Well it's either that or nothing. And you really don't have a say. I believe it was Scourge, but.."
"Hey don't talk like that, I know I didn't like her but I would never-"
"How come I find that hard to believe?"
Silence.
"...What do you mean?"
"Hmph. We all know you did not like her, and we all know that your girlfriend despised her. And the other day at the base? When you went off on her? Try explaining that."
"But-"
"And your new super form, or if I even dare to call it that, you killed innocent people without any mercy at all."
"But that was-!"
"And that damned psychopathic pet of yours, wouldn't be surprised if he had something to do with it either."
"He would nev-!"
A dark chuckle was all that was heard. "Oh please, tell me something else I'll believe, faker. And the cameras picked up that you did it. Not Scourge. No, this hedgehog was blue. And didn't you once say there was only one Sonic?"
Another wave of silence passed. Tails stood in confusion, a bad feeling creeping around in his stomach. What did Sonic do? And what was Shadow blaming him for exactly? "Either way," Shadow began, "even if you didn't do it, you have no say, and you certainly are going to be chased for it. The king will be displeased."
"But I didn't do it Shadow! How could you even say that, I mean dear Chaos! I know I've done some messed up things before, but that wasn't even really me! That was Dark Sonic. And you know how he is, if he could control me he wouldn't let go once he did."
"That's no excuse."
"But Shadow!"
"There is no point in arguing. I heard that they will be here early morning as soon as the storm passes. Your welcome for the warning, doubt it do you good however."
Sonic walked slowly down the stairs, rubbing his eyes, not looking forward to the events to come. Seeing Tails sitting on the couch, the blue hedgehog bites his bottom lip. What will he say? What could he say? Tails was going to be devastated. In fact, what if he believes Shadow's theory? What if he never looks or trust him again? Sonic felt nauseous very suddenly, shaking his head still in his hands, he walks down the remaining steps, causing the fox to look up from the T.V, (Chaos pray it isn't the news), and give Sonic a small smile. "Hey Sonic." Sonic's smile back was weak, not the fulfilled smile he always did. "Hey bud." Tails blinked. His voice was shaky, his usually peach muzzle pale. Another queezy feeling erupted in his abdomen. What if Sonic did something really bad? What was going on in that usually carefree mind?
Sonic not able to speak words, lightly shakes his head and walks through the open doorway to his left to the kitchen. The kitchen was pretty basic, with yellowish counter tops and light brown cabinets and cubbies. In the center of the room was a nice white table, complete with comfortable brown chairs. A white fridge, stove, dishwasher, and microwave seemed to blend in perfectly as well, and the cream colored walls finished it up nicely. In the back of the room was a two door sliding glass door, that looked out over the ocean. A beautiful sight to see in the early morning and late afternoon when the sun's rays reflected off of it, making it look bright, calm, and colorful. Yet today, as if feeling the soggy mood, it reflected on nothing other than the clouds, looking dull, dark, and gray. The thick floating masses were bunched together in the sky, a sign that the storm was not over, as more was to come after giving a short pass.
The blue hedgehog jumped up and sat on the white table, his feet swinging back and forth. He could not sleep last night, with the haunting thoughts chasing his mind. He couldn't tell Tails, but, like Shadow said, what choice did he have? None. None at all. The blue hedgehog felt sick all over, his mind racing as if he was in battle, his heart beating quickly. Yet this was not the adrenaline that he had been born to love. This was a foreign feeling that hardly ever got to him.
Fear. Fear of loosing Tails as a brother, as a friend. To never be able to speak with him again. To always be hated on by him. Tails. Not him. Tails was the only family he had left, and if he lost him...
"Sonic?"
The blue hedgehog froze all over, his muzzle paling more so than before. Tails, watching the hedgehog's movements frowned nervously. "Sonic? Are you okay? You don't look so good." He walked up to the hedgehog, who places his head in his hands. He had to say it. If he didn't, Tails would find out the hard way, and that could not help matters. And besides, the soldiers of acorn would be here anytime soon. Taking a deep breath Sonic shakes his head and looks up, meeting the blue eyes of his brother. "Tails." Sonic's voice was strange, slightly darker than he was used to. The light that used to shine in those astounding green eyes was now gone, left with something darker.
"Tails, I have something really, really bad to tell you. I don't know if you'll believe me though." Tails blinks, trying not to look upset or nervous. 'Dear Chaos help me'.
"Tails, Amy's dead. And I might have had something to do with it."
"Holy shit of Chaos." The hedgehog murmurs, staring at the old T.V in shock. Sonic? Kill? And a girl too? He couldn't believe it. Sitting up from the old couch that had a tear in it, he pushes himself upward and frowns slightly, crossing his arms. There's no way Sonic would've done it, just no way. Dark Sonic maybe, but he's gone. Shaking his head he growls, walking to the door. Just another problem that poor blue hedgehog had to deal with. Wonderful.
The golden hedgehog froze in mid-walk. Whipping around, he stares at the hedgehog with a shocked look. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" The darker hedgehog just shrugs. "Simple." He says. "You do what I said, and you'll get what you want." A dark grin forms on the hedgehog's lips. "His death. It's that easy." The golden figure just stood there, a blank look on his face. For once he had to think. Really, really think about this. If what this hedgehog says is true, then he could do it no problem without getting caught. And what was even better, is that Shadow the Hedgehog would be dead, and no one would suspect a thing. "What's your name?" the golden hedgehog ask, eyeing him carefully. The dark hedgehog shakes his head. "That is for another time. Tell me, do we have a deal?" The golden hedgehog thinks for one last second, before nodding. "Yes. As long as I get to keep Sonic, then I'll do it."
A groaning could be heard as red lids slowly opened to reveal amethyst irises. Knuckles pushes himself upward, sitting up and scowls, anger flowing through his hard head. He was in what looked to be a large cell, his ankles, wrist, and neck tied to the back wall in chains. Solid walls and a ceiling held him in, and in the front of the cell, was a large wall of solid bars, too small and too big to get through. The cell was huge, the ceiling and the walls about 15 feet high and 15 feet long. Who needed such a big cell? (And in Mobian size, it has to be double that of what a human can measure, so it's two times bigger for a Mobian.) "Well look who finally decided to come to." Knuckles whips his head around to the right, and his eyes widen in shock of the figure who was walking towards him. "S-Mmph!" A cloth covered his mouth to keep him from talking. His eyes watered at the smell that came off of it, some horrible chemical that burned his nostrils and lungs. "You," said the figure, "are gonna be a nice pet and do everything I fuckin' say, got it?" Knuckles somehow managed to growl, red lids narrowed, glaring at the figure, the complete opposite of got it. "Okay then," the figure said, blue eyes narrowing. Leaning forward, the figure grinned, revealing sharper teeth than usual. "You wanna play rough? We'll fuckin' play rough." Suddenly the red echidna felt a stabbing pain in his side, and a surprised yelp broke his lips through the cloth. He grit his teeth as he felt the bade sink deeper, tearing him apart. The figure's grin widened before pulling the knife out. "Now, like I was saying. You can be a good pet and listen to me, or," sky blue eyes shone in the dark light that shone through the bars. "you can feel worse than that, and your little emerald goes bye."
Knuckles stared at the figure, eyes slightly wide. He had no choice. He was the Guardian of the Master Emerald, swore to protect it no matter what. So if he had to be a 'pet', so be it.
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