Slowly his eyes blinked heavily, falling into a deep sleep at last. Just then, he appeared in what seemed to be his castle, the sun shining outside meaning Mobius must be raining or something since it was opposite. That he really didnt care about, it was how the castle looked somewhat...different. There werent any cracks around, not rubble or shards of glass, it was even decorated with tall portraits, hunter green drapes, etc.
Walking further down the hall, he saw a door open to a room he was sure had to be Arctics. Instead of finding her single bed however, there was a crib on the side of the room with a mobile above, a white, painted dresser across from it, toys like rattles and stuffed animals or chao scattered along the floor. Walking into the eggshell blue painted room with meadow green rug, making it look like the outdoors, he made his way to the crib.
His ice blue eyes seemed to shine and it wasnt just because of the sun shining in, but because of the small infant inside. It was a baby girl dressed in a pink footie pajama, breathing softly and normally. Her appearance was green fur, a scarred chest going from her undeveloped chest to her stomach, 6 spines, matching ice blue eyes, and a hedgehog nose.
Except instead of a cute hedgehog tail, the young hedgefox had three tails with blue tips like Arctics, a single ice blue bangs, along with big ears just like her mother.
The emerald king could only stare at the small creature he believed to be his future child, or something similar to the unborn creature in his girlfriends belly. At some point he was able to pull himself away, until the young kitsune-hedgehog played things just like Arctic would.
"Da..da." she said softly, now on her feet and rubbing her eyes sleepily. It was too adorable for anyone to resist, especially the words she spoke, for it caused the male hedgehog to stop right in his tracks.
It really tugged at the heartstrings for him to hear the baby, that was part of him and Arctic, call him dad like that. The child was so...small and innocent looking, it was hard to imagine that the child was his. On top of that, he felt awful right now. Yelling at Arctic to get rid of what he referred to as a 'parasite' and how she ran out of there into the rain, tears streaming down from her lavender eyes and across her furry muzzle.
Suddenly he woke up in the dark room, panting and small, pin-sized beads of sweat stuck to his brow. Looking at the small alarm clock with red numbers, it was now 4:16 in the morning. Sighing heavily with a thud, he fell back upon the pillows to look up at the ceiling once more. 'God what did I do?' He wondered to himself, knowing he didnt want to be like his father, but how can he? He did a lot of things differently from his father. He took over the castle and instead of uniting with people, he made them bow down to him. He took control and he was nothing like Sonic, not just because he was an anti, but because he was Scourge. Not Anti Sonic or Evil Sonic.
'I gotta make things right.' He thought, getting out of bed to go for a run, not like he could sleep and be taunted by his previous actions. Running off across the still dark Moebius, the emerald king had a lot to think about now.