I was going to submit this on Sunday, but I just couldn't wait. I like to keep nice time frames. But yeah.

Warning. This chapter contains RAPE. If this content greatly bothers use please leave or skip the ending. That's why this story is rated 'M'. Hope yall are Sonadow fans too cause there is some of it in the beginning. It is kind of a weird chapter. It goes from fluffy to dark then fluffy again and then back to dark XD

Today, Sonic and Shadow decided to go on a date to one of Sonic's favorite restaurants. It wasn't what you'd call fancy but the food was good. One of Sonic's favorite dishes was known as the "Double Chili Cheese Dog". Truthfully, Shadow hated the restaurant. But he loved to see how happy Sonic got when he ate there. The two hedgehogs ate outside near the street.

"Man… That was delicious…" Sonic said patting his full stomach after finishing his third double dog.

"I really don't know how you can eat those things…" Shadow said. "Who knows where they get the meat from."

"Who cares? As long as it's good."

Shadow smiled at how cute Sonic looked when he was full.

"You got a little cheese on your cheek."

"Where? Here?"

"Here, let me get it…"

Shadow reached over and gently wiped off the cheese stain on his lover's face with his thumb. Sonic turned bright red in response and smiled.

Then, something caught Shadow's ear.

"Dammit!"

Then there was a crash. The noise seemed to be coming from the nearby alley way.

"What were you thinking!?"

"I was just helping the guy…"

"That voice…" Sonic said. "I know that voice."

"More like flirting…" said the unrecognizable voice.

Shadow and Sonic rose from their seats and went to check out what was happening.

"I wasn't. I would never do that to you."

"Bull crap!"

When the two hedgehogs made it to the alley way, they saw Espio with another chameleon. It came to Sonic's mind that it must be Dameon, the boyfriend Vector told him about.

Dameon picked up a nearby two-by-four and began to beat on the trash cans with it in a rage.

"DAMMIT!" he screamed.

"Dameon, please stop… You're making a scene."

Dameon whipped around and stared at Espio. His icy blue eyes sent chills down the purple chameleon's spine. It was almost as if he was staring into his soul. Before he knew it, Dameon took the two-by-four and clubbed him in the head with it; so hard that it broke in half. Espio blacked out as he fell to the ground.

Sonic and Shadow were shocked by the sight.

"Hey!" they yelled.

Sonic went to face Dameon while Shadow went to check on Espio. Espio quickly came to and saw Shadow's shoes getting closer to him.

"Who the hell are you!?" Dameon demanded.

"I'll ask the questions!" said Sonic. "What the hell is your problem!?"

Shadow picked Espio off of the ground and held him.

"Are you alright?" Shadow asked Espio.

"Uhh… Shadow…?"

"I don't think it's any of your damn business!" Dameon yelled to Sonic.

"It's my business when my friends get hurt! You wanna fight someone? Then fight me!"

"No, don't!" Espio shouted as he attempted to rise to his feet. But he nearly fell over again. The blow to his head left him unbalanced. Shadow caught him before he fell on his face.

"Don't try to get up. You might have a concussion."

"If that's what you want, fine!" Dameon said. "I'll make quick work of you."

"Bring it on!"

"Please… stop…" Espio pleaded as he started to cry.

"Sonic, enough!" Shadow said.

Sonic turned around to see Espio in tears.

"Please don't fight… I don't want anyone to get hurt over this."

The blue hedgehog dropped his fighting stance and respected Espio's wishes.

"I think it's a little late for that." he said under his breath.

"Aww… what's a matter?" Dameon taunted. "You scared?"

Sonic tightened his fists in anger.

"You're totally not worth my time…"

"Ow…" Espio moaned.

"Come on, Espio." said Shadow. "We need to get you to a hospital."

"He's not going anywhere…" Dameon said.

"This is serious. He needs medical attention."

"It's okay Shadow…" Espio said somberly.

Espio managed to stand up on his own with a little help from Shadow.

"I'll be fine… Really. I just want to go home."

He began to make his way back to Dameon's side.

"No Espio…" Sonic said. "You can't be seriously going back home with him."

"I'm sorry Sonic… But… I love him…"

Espio went in front of Dameon and looked up in his cold eyes.

"I'm so sorry Dameon. I promise it won't happen again…"

"It'd better not…"

"Espio… Be reasonable… Would someone who loves you do something like that…?"

Espio leaned on Dameon for support as he was still a bit dazed. Dameon responded by wrapping an arm around him.

"I suggest you be quiet now." Dameon said to Sonic. "Espio's made his choice. The right choice."

"Sorry for getting you guys into this." Espio said.

The two chameleons then walked deeper into the dark alley until they could not be seen anymore. Sonic continued to stare down the alley way in disgust. He had never felt so helpless in his life. Sonic was so accustomed to beating the tar out of anyone who dare hurt his friends that it was just too much for him. He clenched his fists even tighter and started growling. Shadow put a hand on Sonic's shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

"I know it's hard… But there's nothing we can do…"

"We should at least call the police…"

"The police can only help if Espio lets them. Domestic violence is complicated. Those who've been abused will usually make excuses for their partner. If we call the police, we might just make things worse."

"Then we should tell Vector. Or something. I don't know!"

Shadow wrapped Sonic in a hug.

"So much for the good meal… Now I think I might throw it up…"

"Relax Sonic… Just pray for him. Pray that he'll see the light before it's too late."

At the Chaotix head quarters, Vector had just finished wrapping up a case and was taking a look at the check his client had given him.

"One Grand… Not too bad for a mission of this caliber. Looks like we can have that big dinner tomorrow after all."'

The crocodile's content expression turned into a sad one as he slumped onto his desk. He then let out a sigh.

"Then why is it that I'm so miserable…?"

Vector's eyes turned to a photo he kept on his desk. It was a picture of himself, Charmy, and Espio on their vacation in Hawaii. Vector had to save up money for a year to go on that trip. But it was worth it. He and the others had a great time.

He missed Espio dearly. He hoped and prayed that he wasn't suffering at the hands of Dameon. Even though he knew it was far from the truth. Dameon… Oh how he wished he could just be alone in a room with him for one minute. Vector often wishes that he "took care of him" sooner. What fueled his hatred for Dameon was not only that he was cruel to Espio, but also the fact that he reminded Vector of himself when he was younger.

Contrary to popular belief, Vector was not always on the right side of the law. As a teenager, he was a well-known trouble maker. Many of his crimes where similar to Dameon's; burglary, vandalism, fraudulent scheming. He had absolutely nothing going for him and took it out on society. He also led a gang at one time. His life finally turned around after he spent some time in prison for his crimes. The detective that busted Vector had left an impression on him in more ways than one. Once he was out of prison, he vowed to get on the right track and become a great detective himself. Even though he had his fair share of bad behavior when he was younger, Vector still believed that he was better than Dameon.

"Bastard…" he murmured.

Not wanting to think about the black chameleon any longer, Vector reached in his desk and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He used to smoke a lot when he was a teenager, but quit because it began to take a toll on his voice. He had been clean for a while until the stress caused by the recent events drove him to do it once more.

Vector stepped outside of the house to smoke. He did not want Charmy to see him do it. He was already in trouble for his little binge drink session not too long ago. Vector sat on the stoop outside and lit up. When he was younger, he was able smoke an entire cigarette in one drag; sometimes a few at the same time. He checked to see if he still had this talent. But he only made it half way before coughing. Seemed he was a little rusty.

"Damn…" he said while trying to clear his throat.

He finished up the one he had and grabbed a new one.

"Let's see if I can pull it off this time."

Vector stuck the lit cigarette in his mouth and inhaled deeply. This time the entire cigarette turned to ash. The crocodile then exhaled a large puff of smoke.

"Ha! I'm still the master."

"Vector?" a small voice said from behind.

Vector froze. His eyes moved first before the rest of his body moved. Charmy was standing in the door way. The bee extended his index finger towards him.

"You're smoking!"

"I…err…um…"

Vector dropped the butt of the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it.

"You told me smoking was bad!"

"It is bad. Very bad."

"Then why are you doing it? I'm telling Miss Vanilla!"

"No, Charmy! Anything but that!"

"Too late! I'm telling, I'm telling!" he sang.

The young bee flew inside and locked the door behind him. Vector ran up to the door and jiggled the door knob. No luck.

"Oh come on, Charmy! Let me in! I'm sorry, okay!?"

"Nope! I'm dialing the phone now!"

"Please Charmy! Don't call Miss Vanilla! I'll do anything ya want!"

Charmy looked through the mail slot in the door.

"Anything?" he said slyly.

"Uh… Sure?"

"Okay then. You have to spend a whole day at the arcade with me."

Oh how Vector hated the arcade.

"Can't I just… drop you off?"

"No! You have to stay with me. I need a partner to play the racing games with."

"You know I suck at those games… Why should I come if you're just gonna kick my butt all the time?"

"Hm… Now what's Miss Vanilla's number again? Oh yes! 434—"

"Okay, okay! I'll take you! You have my word."

"Good."

Charmy unlocked the door and Vector came inside.

"I feel despicable. Being blacked mailed by a 6-year-old…"

"Don't worry about it Vector! We're going to have fun, fun, fun!"

As much as Vector didn't want to go, it sure was nice to see Charmy act like his normal self again. Normal for Charmy at least.

Later, when Dameon and Espio got home, Espio limped over to the refrigerator, using the furniture to keep his balance. He was still disoriented because of what happened earlier. He grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and slowly went to the living room and sat on the couch. He moaned in discomfort as the ice pack touched his face. He didn't think this night could get any worse.

Dameon entered the living room.

"Well… Next time don't test me like that."

Espio's eyes squinted in response. He didn't dare look at him.

"I really wish Sonic and Shadow didn't have to see that…" Espio thought. "I hope they don't tell Vector."

"Okay… Why don't you go lie down on the bed?" Dameon suggested.

"Is… that alright?"

"Well I'm suggesting it, aren't I?"

Espio nodded and followed Dameon into his bed room. He sank his body into the old, beat up mattress and closed his eyes. He had peace and tranquility for about five seconds. Then he felt Dameon plop down on the mattress next to him.

"Ya know…" he said while gliding his finger across Espio's chest. "I think the best way to get rid of a concussion is with a little love-making."

"I'm… REALLY not in the mood right now."

Dameon then rolled on top of Espio. His heart jumped into his throat.

"I wasn't asking for your permission…" Dameon said with a devilish smile on his face.

He grabbed both of Espio's arms tightly and held him down on the bed. His heart started to beat faster.

"You're… not serious, are you...?"

Dameon rested his head on Espio's shoulder.

"Relax baby…" he whispered. "You'll enjoy it."

"I'm begging you… Please don't…"

Everything fell silent. All that could be heard was the soft cry of the purple chameleon as he felt black chameleon penetrate him. His thrusts were violent and painful. It was completely unlike the other times that they had sexual intercourse. It was not a passionate exchange of love. It was rape; plain and simple.

Espio did not have the strength to fight off the Dameon. He was much stronger than he was. And the added head injury didn't help either. Tears slowly started to form in Espio's eyes as Dameon began to bite his neck.

"Don't be afraid… It's not gonna hurt too much. Tough it out."

The black chameleon tried as hard as he could to get deeper into the poor purple chameleon; completely ignoring his light sobs of discomfort. Espio had a hard time trying to catch his breath. He eventually tried closing his eyes and pretended to be somewhere else.

Dameon slipped his long tongue inside Espio's mouth and locked his lips with him. Espio tried to keep himself from gagging as Dameon's tongue went down his throat. Tears crept out of his tightly closed eyelids. He could feel Dameon pushing him harder into the bed. His body couldn't bear that kind of abuse for too long.

Unfortunately, the torture would continue for hours. Dameon would take short breaks in between but would continue again and again. Espio's strength dissipated with each passing minute. His body eventually became limp while Dameon continued to take what he wanted. Finally, Dameon gave Espio one final, hard thrust before finishing. He rolled on his side of the bed, reached in the drawer, and lit a cigarette.

"…Nice…" he said before taking a drag from the cigarette. "But you were a little dead towards the end… No fun in that…"

Espio did not respond at all. His eyes were half-open and fixated on the ceiling. Sweat dripped down from his face as his chest rose and sank. His breath was shaky and weak. Espio's entire body ached. His arms were imprinted with Dameon's finger prints. The purple chameleon was broken both in body and spirit. He'd never felt so pathetic in his entire life. He twitched when he felt Dameon's hand touch is face.

"Night, lover…" said Dameon.

He reached over to the lamp and turned it off. He was feeling a bit tired after what he had just done and feel asleep quickly. But Espio didn't even wink. He was still in shock. The purple chameleon lay there in the darkness, exhausted and broken. He didn't feel he was worthy of sleep. So he stayed awake, despite being so tired. Tears continued to pour out of his eyes all through the night.

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