Chapter 4: The Operation
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Eggman's POV:
'I said…Thank you, Eggman…'
That was the last thing Sonic the Hedgehog had said to me. I couldn't believe that he had actually expressed his gratitude to me; the one person that he most likely hated for ruining his life. Although, I probably felt that Sonic actually enjoyed this life; a life of thrills and excitement, with us fighting against one another.
I, personally had also found it to be quite amusing also; every time that I had tried to take over the world, Sonic would be there to stop me, no matter how dire the situation; no matter the odds against him,even if the situation looked bleak for him, he'd still thwart my plans at world domination.
That hedgehog would destroy every robot that I had created; months to years of planning and perfection…gone…in a mere matter of only minutes. And after I had failed, I would return to the drawing board and try to think of new methods and possibilities to take over the world and destroy my nemesis forever.
This was my life; an entertaining life of new challenges to overcome, every single time that Sonic had defeated me and my nefarious schemes.
And now, here he was; my greatest rival, critically wounded, lying on one of my many operating tables, in my base, in the middle of nowhere. He was fully sedated and lying near complete stillness. But, the only giveaway that he was still alive was the slow and steady rise and fall of his chest.
I then thought back to how it had gotten this way…
Sonic had stepped in front of me before a giant grizzly bear had attacked me. But what could've pushed him into saving me, despite just moments before I had threatened him and was considering in leaving him to his death.
When I saw him lying there in a pool of his own blood and at Death's door, I decided to ask him why he did it. He then answered me…
'Good or bad, Eggman…You're still a person…'
That answer changed something in me and I knew that it was one which I'd never forget. Did Sonic actually see something…more…in me, a cruel and lonely tyrant? Something…different about me that marked me out above all the others?
Every rare occasion that I can take the opportunity to look into those piercing emerald eyes of his, it's as though he's not looking at me, but into me and through me; looking deep into my soul, observing and learning about me that way. It made me shudder, just thinking about that theory.
And now, I look over at the monitors that are still displaying all the damage that Sonic had sustained during our encounter and other stats about him. If I don't do something, he'll be dead before morning.
It was then that I looked at said hedgehog, with tears forming in my eyes. I suddenly realized what he meant:
Sonic had never really held a true grudge against me; he never loathed me or had a desire to kill his worst enemy, despite everything that I did in life to Sonic.
How many times over the years had I tried to kill Sonic; to have him out of my way permanently? I can't remember…but it's too many and I feel bad about it all.
Then I thought that perhaps this is my chance to do something good and help Sonic. I then thought about my option of retiring.
I was an extremely talented doctor and I had performed many operations during my life, but then I decided that this was the last one that I would perform. The patients that I saw come through the doors and helped each year were 90% human and 10% animal. I just considered myself lucky that I also studied on animal anatomy also.
I then decided that I might even consider performing one last project; one last scheme before I fully retired and thought about my future; perhaps I would find an heir and a few more hobbies during that time. I had also hoped to break and enslave Sonic at some point.
I then traversed across the room towards the operating table, preparing to operate on Sonic. When I was fully prepared, with a few Med-bots around me, I began to take a better look at Sonic's wounds, starting with the most critical one on the hedgehog's side.
I removed my crimson jacket that was still wrapped around Sonic's gashes to prevent him from bleeding to death. The material was practically adhesive to the hedgehog's body and was saturated in blood. I was now really relieved that I had decided to sedate Sonic; it would make performing the operation a whole lot easier and stop me from being too distracted by the hedgehog's cries and moans of pain. But what I found was something that I'd never expect. When I saw it, I closed my eyes from the shock and disgust; I felt tears run down my cheeks.
Sonic's left side was completely torn apart; two deep gashes were on his side. The third and less minor one was on his left arm. The bear's claw was embedded in the skin and the knife-like tip was extremely close to the hedgehog's heart. If I removed it wrong, it could cause Sonic's heart to explode.
I could clearly see Sonic's lung inside the open gashes; it was also bleeding from being ruptured. The ribs were broken and had to be mended or removed.
I began by placing a scissors with small, blunt hooks at the end into the wound to hold it open more to see the claw. I then acquired some large tweezers and once I had a good grip on the claw, I slowly and carefully pulled it out. Once I'd removed it, I sighed with relief, since nothing on Sonic's stats or monitors had changed. My hopes were then dashed as soon as I heard Sonic's heart rate beating faster; the hedgehog was going into shock.
As his heart rate accelerated to an even more elevated and significantly dangerous rate, I looked around for a needle that I'd left somewhere in the room; it would cure his shock and slow his heart rate down. I bent down to look in the cupboards around the room and then I heard the worst sound in the world; the never ending long, continuous and steady beep of the heart monitor, when the heart has stopped beating.
"Oh, no…NO!"
I then got up and ran towards Sonic while pushing past some of my Med-bots out of my path. The blue blur was no longer breathing and a stream of blood was trickling down his muzzle from his mouth.
"Come on, Sonic! Breathe!" I shouted as I started to press my hands onto his chest. "Get me the defibrillator, stat!" I told one of my robots standing beside me.
I was still applying pressure to a lifeless Sonic's heart to try and get it going again, when the robot came back with the defibrillator. I took it out of its metallic hands and started to apply electric shocks to Sonic's body. "CLEAR! …No! Come On! CLEAR!"
After pressing the defibrillator a few times on Sonic, his heart still wasn't beating properly and the heart monitor still showed flat line. I was starting to give up on the defibrillator, but I wasn't going to give up on Sonic. So, I went to my last resort.
I opened a drawer on my main desk in the room and unlocked a cabinet in it by inserting a 6-digit code. Once it opened, I pulled out a long needle. I was afraid of this needle; its serum was still untested and who knew what side-effects were in it. If it worked, however, it would hopefully revive Sonic, so I had no other option or choice. I ran back to Sonic and held the needle high above the hedgehog's chest. "Come on, Sonic!" I said, while raising the needle higher.
I then drove it down, straight into Sonic's heart and injected the serum into him. I then removed the needle once it was empty. Then, I stood there and waited.
After what felt like forever, I then heard the distinctive sound of the heart rate monitor running back up again. I sighed with extreme relief and felt drops of sweat running down my face. My adrenaline was racing through my veins and my heart pounded against my chest.
But, I had to keep going; that was only the first phase of the operation and Sonic wasn't out of danger yet. It was going to be a long night…
*3 Hours later…*
I was finally finished and stepped back to admire my work. Sonic was still asleep, but he looked much cleaner and had sterile bandages wrapped all over his body. His left arm was in a firm, hard cast.
I was exhausted from the events, so, I told my team of robots to wheel Sonic to a recovery room and turn on the machines inside the room, that were hooked up to the bed. These machines would heal Sonic, and also replicate and duplicate his blood cells at an accelerated pace, all while he slept on the bed.
As soon as I saw Sonic leave the room, I headed towards my private quarters in the base. I then saw a familiar robot standing outside my bedroom door; he was guarding it. I then had an idea; instead of guarding me, he could keep guard over Sonic. "You there! Keep an eye on Sonic! If something happens or if he wakes up, get me immediately!" I commanded. "ACKNOWLEDGED! AFFIRMATIVE!" The robot replied with a gleam in its red eyes and then left towards the recovery wards.
*3 Days later…*
Sonic was still in the recovery room, sleeping, but he hadn't stirred at all since the day he was found. His wounds were fully healed so I decided that the cast and bandages could come off. I removed his feeding tube first, so it would be easier. I'd connected it to Sonic's stomach after the organ had healed, so, he could get the proper nourishment that he desperately needed. I also injected a strong painkiller into his bloodstream every day when the previous one wore off and Sonic started to moan in pain.
I then got a scissors and began to cut off the bandages and cast. Once I was done, I observed Sonic's body. He looked as good as new; there were no more injuries, except for two large scars across the hedgehog's stomach. They stretched from Sonic's shoulder, towards his heart and stopped on said organ.
*4 Days later*
Normal POV:
It had been a week since the encounter. It was silent in the base and no one was moving. The only sign of life in the base was a blue hedgehog stirring. He was quietly groaning and moaning as he was coming round.
To be continued…
