"My love," He said caressing my cheek gently as I laid beneath him; my arms pinned above my head. I blushed, his hands were hot and sweaty. "Look how beautiful you are. How sweet and delicate…" His hand traveled down my face to my collarbone sending shivers down my spine; I gasped.

I glanced around as the lush, velvet bed we were on vanished and the surroundings turned dark and black. What was going on? I felt everything get intensely cold and clammy, but we were floating….. Until we weren't.

I found myself now chained to the wall of my dead father's deugen; all my limbs looked broken, but I felt no pain. I was dressed in the same gaudy, sparkly piece of shit from the store that Sonic made me try on and I looked like some kind of cosplay wannabe. My quills were flat and smelled like….Lemon?

"What a pathetic piece of shit,"

"How could I ever care for a fag like you?"

"You will never be one of us."

I felt panicked as the voices emerged from the dark around me; clawing at me. I could feel myself subconsciously try to make myself smaller, to make it hurt less. It reminded me of when I would live in the closet in Anti, attempting block out everything and rest. I wanted to cover my ears, to scream, but my arms were dead and my own voice was missing. The others, however, grew.

"You thought we would accept you into our home?"

"You're just a freak; an abomination!"

"You're just a whore!"

….

"I could never love something as worthless and broken as you."

X

I screamed at the top of my lungs as I woke up from my hellish nightmare; I could feel hands holding me down. My blue orbs glanced around quickly as I continued to flip my shit.

"Scourge,"

I looked up and an almost instantly relaxed at the familiar sight of everyone I held dear: Fleetway, Sonic, Silver, Espio; even Shadow and Knuckles. I was still trembling as they let me go, cautiously, and let me sit up. I couldn't help but tear up and hug myself, terrified from everything that's been happening. Suddenly, I was hugged.

Sonic was hugging me tight; his ears pinned against his head in sadness. He was on the verge of crying and he looked like he hadn't been sleeping very good.

"I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or like I was trying to change you! I love you just the way you are and you can wear whatever you want a-and-" The blue uke began to cry on my shoulder; knuckles pried him off and held him against his chest like a child.

That's when I realized something….

I looked down at my body, my arms and legs, and felt myself start to freak out again. There was no trace of any injuries I sustained from when I was in hell: My arms and legs were as if new, my shoulder was perfectly fine, my foot had no hole. Hell, I still had my legs!

"H-How…" I was almost speechless and just stared at my hands before looking up at Fleetway. "How long was I out? W-Where're all my injuries? How do I still have my legs?!"

Fleety looked down at me with a drained countenance, yet he smiled lovingly at me. He sat down on the bed beside me, taking my hand in his.

"My love," He said gently, slowly, as if it was of dire importance. "We have something we need to tell you."

"We….?"

"Yes," He said gesturing to everyone in the room. "And this is something you can't tell anyone. You have to keep this to your grave, alright?"

I stared at him with confused eyes; he was dead serious. Whatever this was must be pretty damn important if I have to die if I tell something. I was curious, maybe this was about how he is in excellent health even after being shot and smashed.

"Alright," I said yearning myself a smile.

"Thank you," He said, a bit of nervousness in his voice. "Now Scourge….. We're not normal people."

"What do you mean? Are….Are you aliens? Demons?" I asked, my head slightly tilted.

"No, my dear, we're… Special. We can do what most people can't. We have powers, but we won't hurt you."

"P-Powers?" I was taken back and kinda shocked, but only a little bit. As I said before; they didn't seem all that normal to me to begin with.

"Yes, we all do. I can fly, teleport and heal recent injuries." He looked at me as he said that; I probably looked like I was either dead shocked or about to shit myself. I was speechless, but I forced myself to talk.

"I-Is that how I'm…. Not dead?" I stammered through that question, trying to sound less retarded than I look. It was all I could get out.

"Yes," He replied, tiredly. "I can heal wounds that haven't sealed themselves shut. I can also heal internal damage like your shattered bones; however, I cannot receive the dead."

"Master spent all day and night healing you," Silver said worriedly. "He wouldn't rest until you were back to your normal self."

"R-Really?" I looked at Fleetway because smiling and hugging him around the neck. "Thank you,"

This, I don't know why, took the yellow heggie of guard because he seemed to jump a bit before hugging back. However, he began to glow. I couldn't help but yelp as he held me tight against his chest and floated upward. We were about a foot off the ground and just sat there, my jaw hanging open. Fleety chuckles and nuzzled his cheek against mine; I was too shocked to care.

I was dating a SUPERHERO!?

When he put me down he sat me on the bed again, letting me calm. I must've looked like I saw a ghost because that's how I felt. All of this was a lot to take in and was not what I was expecting to hear. I was thinking of something like a secret agency crime fighting psychos.

"Scouggie?" Sonic asked looking at me with concerned emerald; I blinked.

"Do you all have powers?" I asked.

"Yep," Sonic said with a happy smile. "I have super speed!"

"I have super strength," Knuckles chimed in picking Sonic up causing the uke to giggle.

"I shot green energy shit from my hands and can teleport; I'm also the planet's sexiest lifeform," Shadow uttered smugly; a cocky grin on his muzzle. I rolled my eyes at his huge, prominent ego.

"I have psychokinesis," Silver exclaimed with a small smile; I guess I looked confused because he kept going. "That means I can move things with my mind."

"I don't, per say, have powers," Espio replied. "I am, however, a ninja. I can go invisible and scale walls but those are abilities that all of my kind are born with."

I just stared at everyone before me; I didn't know what to think. I knew for damn they weren't living to me but holy hell it's a lot to take in. My friends, my mate, all are awesome and amazing people and I'm…. Not.

I'm nothing like they are. I'm not some kind of super being; I don't have powers. I'm not really good at anything except pissing people off and getting myself in trouble. Why would they tell me this? I'm not the kind of person that should know this kind of sensitive information.

I'm not special like they are…