Sonic Element

Episode 010

"Powerless,"

We are weak in our times, times that we mustn't be.

In our last breaths we reach out to others.

Not because we have no choice, but if we are to leave one to die then who are we to live?

Location: Casino Night

Time: 8:45 p.m.

The entrance of the club was maintained by a bouncer, he had a mean look on his face but when two mobians appeared, he did a mid bow. One of them was a greyish white wolf girl, and the other being a black wolverine. They were dressed casual, but one certain scarf showed their authority. The pattern of the scarf only meant one thing, they were from Pacific Kingdom...and not just any Pacifian... but the royal family of Pacifics, the original rulers.

The two walked in and made their way up to the back doors that were opened by one of the servants, sending a small bow. Awaiting in the back of the club was Ash, who was ready to leave, only carrying the bag of belongings on his back.

"Ash Tray, is it?" the wolf lightly smiled, trying not to laugh at the name itself.

"Yes," Ash nodded.

"I'm Elona Pacifc," the wolf smiled, "and this is my husband Andre."

"Very nice to meet you, Mr. Tray," the wolverine, Andre shook hands with Ash.

"So where is Rouge?" Elona asked, "I heard she was to be shipped out soon..."

"Um, she's in the back packing up," Ash explained, "I'll bring you to the basement..."

"Fantastic," Elona smiled.

The two outsiders had the Russian accent, Andre being more thick. He showed more humbleness and Elona on the other hand was serious but seemed to be interested in seeing Rouge. After all she had been her childhood friend, and one day they were split apart, now years later she was going to come face to face with her.

Pacific has become cold and dark just like the rest of the world, Dr. Robotnik was now breathing down the neck of the Pacific Kingdom and had successfully taking over Harlem, the closest ally to Pacific.

Location: Harlem, Pacific

Time: 8:45 p.m.

Inside of the home of the older and somewhat faded man of the Bàvonts, Fallont had woken up from another nightmare. Gasping for air, as he sat up- his heart pounding in his chest. He noticed that he was alone in bed, which made him angry, as he stomped out of the room and walked down the hall. His body was far different from just a few years ago, parts of his body had been covered by metallic structures. The scarring on the edges had show there was acid burns in the flesh, causing pain to him.

Fallont's left side of his head was covered in the metallic structure, as well as part of his limbs. As he walked down the hall he fell against the wall, growling in pain, as the pain in his leg had resurfaced, standing up again he continued to limp down the hall, walking into a room with loud music. Fallont slammed the door open, startling the people inside. As they partied with hard drugs and hard liqueur. No doubt they were are terrified. A woman stood up from the table filled with cocain and laughed nervously, "dear! Sorry to wake you..."

Fallont glared at everyone in the room, as the woman had walked up and smiled, this was Ivory, the sister to the late Felicia Ebony Bàvont Townsley. Ivory was a grey cat with bright purple eyes. It was funny how much could change in such a short time.

"Now dear... how about I bring you down to Colline for to get you some medicine?"

"...Yes..." Fallont looked at the people in the room, "but this is to be cleaned up..."

"Of course, my dear," Ivory nodded, helping down to the hall.

"Are the children to bed?" Fallont asked.

"Yes the nanny has taken care of it..." Ivory nodded.

"Good..." Fallont kept a frown on his face.

They had come to the office of Colline, the doctor who was dragged to serve for the ruler. Despite her polite decline to save his life, she had been bound here for some time. Colline turned on her heals and walked over to help Fallont to a bed. "Your body is stressed... I told you to keep your anger and alcohol intake small..."

"Last time I check I hired you to heal me... not tell me how to live..." Fallont snarled.

"... Very well, Lady Ivory you may attend back to your party... Mr. Bàvont is in good hands," Colline assured.

Ivory was out without a moment delay, "bye darling!"

Once Ivory was gone, Colline slowly shook her head as she attacked an I.V., to Fallont's arm.

"You don't get to judge my live neither... Colline..." Fallont snarled.

Colline dropped her tools and sighed, "you used to be respected... now look at you... anger issues- fucking your dead wife's drugged out sister who keeps popping out babies- which I'm not even sure are yours considering how they don't even look like you..."

"You're pushing it, Colline. The one who left Damien a broken heart and went looking you for fifteen years..." Fallont rolled his eyes.

Colline slapped Fallont across the face, "in case you have forgotten you piece of shit... the world is in a crisis... and you are on the wrong side of the stick... Damien is planning to fight against you and has warned you multiple times but it seems the threats have fallen on deaf ears... you're a damn fool just like Phelps, no wonder your family is dead!"

Fallont grabbed Colline by the neck, but Colline kicked him in the chest with her knee and through him down on the ground and pushed a knife against his neck, "and don't forget who the fuck you're fucking with!"

He stared at Colline and his expression soften, he whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Colline helped him up back to his bed and gave him injections of medicine to relieve the pain.

"You will have to cut out the alchol and stress from your life, it will kill you," Colline said, feeling more confident that it will be heard, "and Ivory shouldn't be snorting the hard pixy dust if she is going to going to continue to bless you with children..."

"The youngest already has heart problems..." Fallont rubbed his head.

"...Your mother wouldn't have wanted things to turn this way... nor Felicia..." Colline said, "sure... she would want you to live on... but not like this... destroying yourself..."

"There is no point fighting to save this world... its been going downhill for years... Phelps only nailed the final nail in the coffin and opened my eyes... we can't ever win..." Fallont's face showing a blank expression.

"Can I tell you something?" Colline asked, taking a seat.

"Its not going to really change my mind..." Fallont then sighed, "but sure... go for it..."

"When I was young I thought life wasn't worth fighting for, my mother controlled my siblins and I and even ran off my brother... Marshal..." Colline explained.

"Marshal...?" Fallont raised a brow.

"Yes... Marshal..."

"You have a brother Marshal? Marshal Lacey?"

"...Yeah?" Colline nodded.

"I... I didn't realize he was your brother..." Fallont blinked.

"What do you mean?" Colline asked.

"It was ten years ago... when the war began- he's my half brother..." Fallont rubbed his eyes, "Phelps was his dad..."

"No kidding..." Colline crossed her arms, "this all makes sense now..."

"But- please humor me with your story..." Fallont smiled lightly.

"Well I didn't handle things... I always ran from my problems, then there was a sweet boy that loved me... and when I made a mistake and ran from my problems and abandoned my problems..." Colline cleared a throat, "I had a little girl and I gave her up for adoption and then I went to study medicine... years went by without me thinking about my past. Then one day I saw a young woman who was in my shoes... her boyfriend had just died... and she was with his child. She wanted to run from it all and give her up after birth. I told her if she was to start running now that she would never be able to turn back... she would never get to hold her daughter and raise her to deal with problems of the world instead of run and hide... so I brought her to a safer reserve... back to her family and she had a beautiful little girl... Cream..." Colline smiled lightly.

"That story held no message..." Fallont rolled his eyes.

"You can go out to Dr. Robotnik and do one of two things: confirm the attack on Damien... or you can refuse to serve him and take back what your family has died for... what your mother, Rouge, Felicia, and Olivia died for..." Colline said.

"I can't bring them back..." Fallont whipped his eyes.

Colline placed her hands on his shoulder and whispered, "but you sure as hell can at least try..."

"Can you make sure the kids are taking care of?" Fallont asked.

"I'll try my best... but if hell is breaking loose I have no choice but to secure myself... after all I'm sure Ivory will find a way to make Dr. Robotnik happy..." Colline frowned.

"I'm afraid that's true," Fallont sighed, "can you sedate me to catch some sleep?"

"Sure..." Colline stood up and walked over to the tray to prep the needle.

Location: Casino Night Club

In the back of the club Rouge had just finished packing when someone had knocked on the door. Walking up and opening the door to see an old friend, Elona Pacific. "Elona!" Rouge squealed hugging Elona tightly, the girls then proceeded to jump up and down and laugh in excitement.

"Oh- I'm so sorry- that I didn't contact you..." Rouge apologized.

"Its okay! Things were explained- and after what state Harlem is in- I don't blame you..." Elona gave her another warm hug, "now let's get going before we miss the train."

"A-Alright," Rouge picked up her suitcase and followed Elona out.

"You look nervous..." Elona whispered, as they walked down the hall.

"I haven't traveled out in years..." Rouge let out a sigh, "Most of my teen years was in a club fucking random strangers..."

"Damn girl... you went dark, and I'm not talking about that dark wardrobe you have..." Elona rubbed Rouge's dyed black pixie hair that she would have to dye back before reaching to G.U.N.'s HQ.

"Things changed..." Rouge hung her head, "Mama died... and I heard Felicia and little Olivia died as well..."

"And your father..." Elona nodded.

"He wasn't a father... he was a coward..." Rouge frowned.

"He had a heart you know..." Elona sighed, "fathers may act strong... but he broke down when he thought you were dead..."

"He... they think I'm dead?" Rouge looked up in shock.

"Well yeah... when they found your mother... they assumed you were killed... he looked for years... until Harlem was over run by Dr. Robotnik's forces and Fallont had no choice but to take action..." Elona explained.

"I missed so much," Rouge sighed, "I've ruined everything..."

"No you haven't... look Damien has been trying to get a hold of Fallont to let him know you're okay..." Elona smiled but then frowned, "but I'm afraid they're not the best of friends anymore..."

"War changes people," Rouge nodded, "I need to get some answers though... do you think you can get a hold of that doctor who took care of my mother in Pacific?"

"Sure..." Elona nodded, "its the least I can do..."