Disclamer: I don't own Sonic or CO, except Anax.
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'One... hour, I have been walking through this place for ONE-FREAKING-HOUR! There has not been ONE SOUL to be FOUND and worst of all: I'M BORRRRRRED!' Anax rambled on in his mind, ticked with this hospital or 'asylum' as he had dubbed it.
The hallways were still cluttered with unmanned gurneys and the walls were coated with dust and grime. The sick minded one huffed in annoyance and agitation; he was loathing this place with a passion. He usually loved places like these, but this place is actually beginning to get on his nerves.
PHOOM
There was a green flash of light from a corridor to his left which spiked his curiosity. 'What was that?'
"SALLY!"
PHOOM
A voice cried out followed by another snap of a glowing light came.
'Waaaaaait, I know that voice,' Anax thought, clapping his hands together, a grin spreading across his face 'this otta be good.'
The purple one headed for the adjacent hallway, giddy to finally get some action. He halted in the center of the entrance, grin disappearing. On the floor was the fastest thing alive, Sonic the Hedgehog and heir to the throne, Sally Acorn. Both of them had enormous holes in their chests. Blood formed around them, mixing into one large pool of sticky, warm ooze, but that's not what got Anax's attention.
What got his attention was the figure levitating above them. It was a golden furred hedgehog with spirally red eyes. At the tips of his white gloves was dried blood. The warped supersonic acknowledged Anax's presence by slowly turning to face him.
"Ah, so we meet again, Anax." He said calmly in a psychotic voice.
"So we do... uh... um... what was your name again?" The mad hog said, a bit clueless.
"FLEETWAY!" Goldy shouted.
"Right, FLEETWAY-... that's a dumb name."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN DUMB NAME-gguurrrr- you know what forget it, are you prepared to die?"
"The better question is," The mellower psycho started "Are you?"
Saying that, he raised his arm towards Fleetway and-
"..."
"..."
Nothing. Anax brought back his arm and stared at it questionably. He expected an energy burst or bolt or something.
Fleetway threw his head back and cackled "AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, was that the best you got?"
The purple one's pupils went small, eyes widen, mouth a flat line, "Uuuuuuhh... time out?"
Fleetway mimicked Anax's last move, uttering quietly with a sickly grin "No."
PHOOM
Everything was silent as dust and smoke engulfed the two connecting hallways making it visibly impossible to see through it. Moments later a muffled yell could be heard through it.
"!" Anax came running out screaming at the top of his lungs.
"AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Fleetway cackled insanely flying after him through the cloud of dust.
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The warped supersonic fired chaos charged energy blasts after energy blast.
The hospital went slow-mo to Anax as the chaos orbs impacted on the ground, creating dull 'THUDS', tossing numerous gurneys into the air. One in particular tumbled toward him, bouncing up and down as it rolled. Anax slipped onto his back, sliding under it, missing him by centimeters.
The cart continued to smash its way across the hallway approaching Fleetway. The golden psycho just calmly, or as calm as he was now, back handed it.
'Think, Think, THINK, got to be a way to loose him.' The mad hog's mind raced amid different ideas, stumbling to the right. 'AHA!'
'I HA HA got him now, just around this corner and... WHAT!' Goldy stopped in the middle of a hallway Anax had entered. "WHERE'D HE GO!" Throwing his hands in the air.
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The mellower psycho held his breath, watching Fleetway from inside a restroom, door ajar. He waited for him to fly away... or walk either one was fine by him.
He let out a breath, 'Good he's gone.' The psycho left, yet not without making a fit and blowing up a few carts.
Anax loomed over to a sink, gripping the sides of it, looking at his reflection in a mirror intensely. "What am I doing, I'm running away from a supersonic reject. Sure I mysteriously lost my powers, but COME ON I'm not that pathetic."
He splashed water on his face vigorously; annoyed with everything that has been happening today.
Looking back up at the mirror, Anax stepped back in surprise, his blood running cold and his eyes widening. In the mirror wasn't his reflection, which he was expecting it to be, but instead was an insane blue hedgehog.
"Uuuuuhh... Sonic didn't you just die a minute ago?"
The stranger in the reflective glass was Sonic, although there was something wrong with him. His eyes were not his normal emerald green, they were now piercing bright red eyes. Blood dripped down his mouth, his lips curled into a creepy smile. The hero's once pure white gloves also dripped with blood, each drop making a rhythmic splash as it hit what sounded like more liquid substance.
"We're all going to die." He- it chuckled behind the glass, trying to contain a laugh, his body twitching time to time.
"Correction: YOU'RE going to die, because your carcass is a few corridors back-"
"We're all going to die!" The scarier Sonic chuckled louder, a laugh almost breaking through.
"I wouldn't suppose you have any answers by chance would you?" The purple one asked, already fed up with this- Sonic poser.
"YOU'RE ALL DEAD!" Sonic screamed in a fit of insane laughter, causing more blood to spill from his mouth, he started wiping his gloved hands across his side of the mirror. The crimson liquid from his gloves smudged the glass, allowing no one to see through it. Anax could of sworn he heard gurgling and a splash inside the reflective glass.
"Well," The mad hog began, staring at the blood smudged mirror "that was pointless."
He headed toward the door uttering, "But I have to admit, that was creepy, even for my standards."
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"With all this blood being spilt today I could probably sell it to a blood bank and make millions... nah, most of its probably dried by now," Anax thought aloud, exiting the restroom.
"AH, there you are!"
The psycho froze "Oh-no," He said, aware of who it was.
"I was wandering what happened to you," The voice said, green lights radiated behind Anax, he didn't need to turn around to know where it originated from.
'Here we go again.' The purple one thought, adrenaline beginning to pump into him, "erm... BYE!" he yelled, taking off.
Fleetway cackled watching Anax's fleeing form, "Like murdering a helpless child, ha ha ha ha." he mused, the chaos energy on his hands glowing brighter, "Just how I like them, HA HA HA HA!" He enjoyed the little game of cat and mouse, even more so when the odds were stacked in his favor.
"I HATE THIS HOSPITAL!" Anax shrieked, running down a long corridor, chaos orbs raining around him. One orb whizzed by his head, singeing the tips of his fur, "AND I ALSO HATE YOU!" he glared at Fleetway.
The mad supersonic merely grinned at the words, putting his hands together he morphed two orbs into a larger one. Fleetway lobbed the chaos energy at Anax with pristine accuracy, "Heads uuuuuup!"
The mad hog, hearing the comment, jump forward, flipping his body so it would face toward Fleetway. He grabbed a silver tray that was lucky right by him on a gurney and, using both hands, swung it forward, colliding with the energy orb. Oddly, the ball rebounded off the tray and flew at its new target: Fleetway.
"AAAAHHH-oof!" Goldy was cut off as the energy crashed into him, his arms and legs failing as he was flung end over end onto the floor.
"HA!" Anax remarked, pointing at the fallen Fleetway. He scitted on his back, discarding the tray.
"You... are... so... DEAD!" The sadistic super screamed, propping himself up right, fire in his eyes.
"Oh boy," Anax scrambled to his feet, running to an adjacent door.
"GET BACK HERE!"
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The sick minded hedgehog slammed the door, barricading it with a file cabinet. He desperately scanned the room for a weapon he could use against Goldy. The room he entered looked the same as all the other rooms, but this one was larger and had a row of beds with curtains on each side.
'Come on, come on there's got to be something in hear I can use, heck I'll even use a fork if I have to.' Anax spotted a manual defibrillator resting on a table by the left, middle bed, 'Bingo.'
He stumbled to the medical machine, upon reaching it he cranked it to the highest setting. Anax started rubbing the shock paddles violently trying to get the power to flow. He heard the door being pounded on by powerful fists.
"Honey, you forgot to unlock the door again." Fleetway said in a psychotic singsong voice.
"No I didn't dear." The mad hog said distractedly, occupied with the defibrillator. He soon got a few sparks from it as the devise warmed up. 'Come on just a little more.'
"Honey, as soon as I get in there you're going to get quite a good spanking!" The warped super said, now using his chaos energy. The heavy file cabinet and metal door lurched with every impact of the chaos orbs.
"Ew, that is dirty and disgusting!" Anax yelled, continuing to charge the defibrillator.
The machine reached critical as blue energy arched from the pads and smoke crackled from the monitor. The electricity leaked close to his hands, tempting to fry him. "Heh heh, YES, prepare yourself Fleetway for the shock of your life."
As if on cue, the door burst open, the filing cabinet was sent flying across the room landing on the left side, farthest bed. The sadistic super charged in threw the entrance, grinning evilly, "I'm hoooome!"
"Good, cause here's your giiiffft!" The purple one said, thrusting the paddles at the warped super's chest.
A short, bright light flashed between them as the devise connected with Fleetway. Anax staggered back, dropping the burnt crisp pads, keeping his balance. While Fleetway flew backwards, his body limp and silent. He crashed into the wall and slowly slid down it, collapsing onto his side. The mad hog, noticing that he neither moved nor twitched, causally strolled to him. Kneeling down, he placed two of his fingers on the warped super's neck, checking for a pulse.
"Nothing," He said, getting back up, "Not a single beat."
Anax examined Fleetways lifeless corpse: the fur on his chest where the machine had touched was nearly burnt off and vital fluid trickled out of his mouth. The sick minded one pried his eyes away from the scene. He turned to the defibrillator to check on it.
"What!" Anax yelled, seeing that the medical devise was on fire. He stomped over to it and picked it up to examine the machine more thoroughly, "Ugh, come on I could have used this again!"
Before he could even to curse the asylum, he heard a faint growl. Spinning around, he saw Fleetway's carcass staring at him with pupilless eyes, it had seated itself against the wall with its arm pointed at Anax. An invisible source of power swirled in the monster's hand creating a small orb that slightly grew larger with every passing moment. The purple one took a few steps back, he could already feel the adrenalin wearing off. Anax started up his brain, thinking of anything possible thing he could do. He soon came to a conclusion after many scraped ideas: 'This... is going to hurt.'
The corpse grunted as the orb was at its max.
The sick minded hedgehog let out two final words, "Oh sh-"
PHOOM
Anax felt his body painfully break through the back wall and descend down what he presumed; a long drop.
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I apologies if this chapter came out terribly or if I use the same words to many times. This is probably not my best work, I will try and do better on the next chapter. Also, I may stray from the path and show you some of Anax's past.
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