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"Why did you do that?" Espio whined as Knuckles brushed past the purple chameleon. The ninja rubbed his aching tummy, glaring at the Guardian while the later helped Sovgir off the bed, the squirrel's razor sharp senses dulled slightly by her nearly fatal injury.
"Guardian. It is good to see you." The female greeted, taking the offering hand and jumping off the bed. The squirrel raised an eyebrow when she saw the broken door, and, further away, the destroyed, blood-caked corridor.
To say her eyes nearly popped out of her skull wouldn't do justice.
"What happened? Knuckles, Espio?" Sovgir exclaimed, realizing she wasn't wearing her usual clothes, but instead a hospital robe.
"Long story short, you almost fried." Knuckles answered jokingly, scratching the back of his head as Espio glared at him for his stupid comment.
"Oh."
A loud roar coming from a nearby room, quickly followed by sounds of crashing and a few curses made the trio cringe. Sovgir narrowed her silver-blue eyes, recognizing the roar from somewhere, but she couldn't exactly remember from where...
Stepping away from the crimson furred echidna, the goddess perked her ears up and walked toward the door, wanting to exit the room. She was stopped, however, by a gloved hand grabbing her shoulder. Sovgir turned around, metallic blue meeting a pair of worried yellow.
"Sov I don't think it's a good idea. You're still recovering." Espio said sternly with his deep voice, not wanting to see the immortal be injured even further. For the ninja, the image of Sovgir's lifeless, unmoving, near fried body had been a complete nightmare. And never again he wanted to see her like that. Not ever again.
The Messenger Goddess could only smile softly at the chameleon's words. He was that worried about her? How cute...and his overprotective behavior...oh by Odin's bear that was the first time anyone ever cared about her...anyone besides...
At the reminder of the draconian, the immortal squirrel felt something inside her snap.
"I can take care of myself, mortal." Sovgir gave Espio a glare and slapped his hand off her shoulder before turning around, walking away, not wanting to see his broken hearted expression. She was never good with feelings, not since the Rasgnarök she knew was murdered.
Espio could only watch as Sovgir left, almost hearing his heart shatter at her rejection. And Knuckles could only give a grimace at the scene unfolding in front of him.
'Poor guy...then again, trying to get a god for first girlfriend should not be easy.' The Guardian of the Master Emerald thought, watching as Espio suddenly whirled around and went to wake up Scourge (who Knuckles just notice). The emerald furred hedgehog certainly wasn't in the best of shapes, his ears floppy and bluish from the impact of the monstrous Piko Piko Hammer. He had a bruised lip and a black eye, and his torso had even more scratches and injuries than before.
In the confusion caused by Amy's terrifying transformation, Scourge had taken a embarrassing beat down from the pink hedgirl-something, lying on a growing pool of blood in a matter of minutes. Even with his super speed, enhanced strength and his powerful punches, he had been no match for Amy, who struck him down before the human's terrified eyes.
Knuckles gave the hedgehog a glance. The Guardian smirked.
"He took some nasty hits. Good."
To say he was happy with the villain's condition wouldn't do justice.
xxxxxxOutside, Station Square Hospital's 5e Floorxxxxxx
Shadow delivered yet another punch to Amy's head, sending the pink monstrosity flying toward Hell. Preparing herself for the upcoming adversary, the Goddess of the Underworld twirled around herself and slashed with her mini scythes the former hedgehog across the chest, tearing off big chunks of pink pelt and further exposing the black scales dwelling beneath.
"Dammit Hell don't do that!" Shadow growled as he watched Amy bleed heavily, the pink creature roaring in pain as more of her protective skin gave away. "Fox boy is going to murder us if we kill her!"
"Well tell that to Amy!" The little human snapped back, kicking the monster away as it was charging toward her, massive hammer ready to kill.
Shadow could only watch as the blow ripped off another part of the bubblegum pink fur, making Amy roar in agony and back away from the goddess. The Ultimate Lifeform thoroughly examined the former, trying to find any weaknesses that could help subdue Amy without killing her.
Finding none, he cursed like usual:
"How the fuck do we do this without killing the hedgehog?"
"She's already dead Shadow."
A gunshot tore through the battlefield, tearing off half of Amy's face. The pink female didn't utter a single sound, falling back like a stringless doll. Blood pooled out like a river, it's horribly familiar insect-like black shade glistening under the lights of the room.
Silence.
Shadow blinked in surprise, turning around to see a familiar snowy white squirrel walk into the room, a Browning 9 mm semi-automatic pistol drawn out in a way that made him wonder where she got it. Well, seeing how Hell could materialize her scythe as she pleased, it would be no surprise if Sovgir was hiding a entire gun shop in her backpack.
"Why did you do that?" Shadow asked in a stern tone as he watched Hell poke repeatedly the bloody corpse with the sharp end of her scythes, wondering how he was going to explain to Faker's friends that Amy had lost her head, both figuratively...and literally.
"Because that was necessary. Amy was dead for a long time. Seems like her madness got the best of her." Sovgir sighed, watching/glaring at Hell, who had taken it upon herself to make the victory dance. You had to wonder if that girl got any respect from the rest of the gods.
"Already dead?" Shadow frowned, the black hedgehog not understanding what the Messenger Goddess meant by that. "She was breathing fine last time I saw her." He added, trying to understand the situation.
Sovgir gave out a dry laugh, sheeting her gun in her shorts, and Shadow blinked when he realized the squirrel was now wearing her usual clothes, which didn't seem to have a speck of dirt from the last ordeal with Rasgnarök. That was...unique. She had been wearing that overgrown hospital gown just a few seconds ago...
"This is one of Rasgnarök's most rapid way to create minions. His power amplifies the darkness inside us, and that sneaky bastard had already infected Amy with his power. Knuckles seems pretty sane. He's not going to turn into that. Insanity makes Drakons grow." Sovgir quickly added that last sentence as Shadow gave a weary look to the echidna gawking at the pink corpse on the doorstep of Sovgir's hospital room.
Even Hell was worried for her safety when Knuckles stomped toward them, purple eyes blazing with untold fury.
"WHY DID YOU KILL HER!?" The red Guardian thundered loudly, appalled by the bloody body of Sonic's self-proclaimed girlfriend. He never liked the girl much, but still, seeing someone you knew lying in a pool of blood and missing half of her head was not something you could just shrug off.
Before Knuckles could start murdering the three idiots however, a loud sound made them all stop in action.
Crunch.
Amy's near headless body pulled itself up, gunks of midnight shaded blood polling around her as she curved her spine forward, the only eye she had left watching the ground beneath. Everyone took a major step away from her, and Hell yelped in surprise, diving behind Shadow and using the Ultimate Lifeform as a shield, the later rolling his eyes at her childish behavior.
Sovgir sighed yet again, pulling out both of her automatic guns and throwing one at a frozen Knuckles, who caught it. The Mobian held the weapon awkwardly, not sure what to do with it.
"Amy's dead Knuckles. What you're seeing now is a Drakon hatchling that apparently doesn't know when to fucking die." And with that said and done she cocked her gun and aimed toward Amy's chest, ready to blow her in pieces as soon as it came out of it's shell.
Everyone watched with disgust as Amy's back shattered, blood splaying out as two large black bat wings came out. A pair of dragon-like legs proceeded, and a wet muzzle followed the strange, slimy limbs. Two large eyes opened, revealing a shiny hue of liquid gold. The creature hissed loudly as it pulled itself out of it's shell completely, the bloody remains of Amy dropping onto the floor as it stood on it's muscular, bulky legs. The head was oval, long and sharp, filled with teeth that could easily shred you apart, and the monster's tail tip was mysteriously shaped like a hammer.
The Drakon was over eight feet tall, towering them with it's thick body and heavy head. The draconian roared, the loud sound making the group back away and giving it the time to stretch it's wings.
"Holy Emera~"
"Save the cursing for later, Echidna!" Shadow yelled, charging a Chaos Spear-that was before he was violently tossed aside by a green blur.
"Don't think so Blacky! This bitch is mine!" A familiar green hedgehog exclaimed as he pushed Shadow away. The King of Moebius threw himself into the air and curled, forming a deadly spine of sharp quills that could cut through someone like a buzz saw. Scourge charged into the Drakon's broad chest, making the creature roar once again. The Moebian was thrown away by the monster's hammered tail, and it whined pitifully at the gapping wound it now sported.
"Couldn't you hold him back?" Knuckles asked to Espio, who now watched boringly the struggle taking place without lifting a finger to help the emerald hedgehog.
"Not worth it." Was the echidna's answer.
"Hey need any help?!" Hell yelled like she was watching a football match, sitting on the bloody floor like she had nothing else to do.
"No! The king can take care-Oh shit please help me." Scourge quickly added as he tried to hold the monster's jaws at bay, his blue eyes going wide at the sight of the hammered tail making a hole right besides his head.
A blood-curling scream later and the Drakon was limping back and away from Scourge, a massive scythe embedded in it's side.
Whining and hissing with hurt, the creature pulled the weapon out with its clawed superior limbs. It staggered, injured pretty badly, before throwing itself through the wall and into a deadly free fall, that is if it hadn't deployed it's wings. Ignoring the crowd's screams, it flew away toward an unknown destination.
Scourge blinked, not expecting the grey-haired girl to suddenly pull out a huge ass scythe from the air itself. Pulling himself up, he watched as Hell lifted her weapon up and made it disappear once again.
Cricket...cricket...cricket...
"We have to get the others." Sovgir suddenly said, breaking the thick silence that had been hanging on the group.
"Agree." Espio consented, thought he didn't even cast a glance at the albino squirrel before walking toward the stairs. Apparently, the conversation in the goddess's room had affected him more than expected.
Sovgir made a cringe as she realized what mood she put the chameleon in, and the fact Hell was signing 'ooooooh you've got relationship problems!' in thr background was not helping either.
xxxxxxxxxFour miles away from Station Squarexxxxxx
Under a cloudy, rainy looking sky, Rouge the bat flew toward Station Square, holding the Purple and Blue Chaos Emeralds tight against her chest. The white had to steal the purple stone from a nearby town's museum, and she didn't even want to remember about how much screaming she had to do for the hobo guy to give her the blue one...well...that last emerald hunt ended with a passed out hobo, but it wasn't her fault. The guy fainted during their screaming match.
And that meant she won fairly. POINT.
Not that it mattered. After all, Shadow had told them that the only way they had a shot at defeating Rasgnarök was with the seven Chaos Emeralds. So he asked Rouge to retrieve the Purple and Blue Emeralds, since she had a gift finding those shiny rocks. It was Silver and Blaze took care of the turquoise one, and Rouge knew it wouldn't be a problem for them to find the stone.
"Hope Knucky fixed up the other ones..." The bat wondered out loud, not knowing about the Amy problem going on in the city.
Rouge yelped as the wind suddenly picked up, her wings not being able to withstand such strength. Trees crackled, some even collapsed as the wildlife stirred and ran around like headless chickens, the smallest of them being blown away by unnatural gusts.
The thief could only gasp as she toppled into the ground like a helpless ragdoll, clutching the Emeralds against her chest. The wind screamed in her sensitive years, and Rouge curled up to protect herself, cringing at the tree's cracking and the animal's panicked cries.
Then she heard it.
A loud roar, so loud, so strong, so powerful that all wildlife suddenly went quiet. Terrified silence filled Rouge's ears, and she couldn't help but cry silently, knowing very well that only one creature could have made such a sound. A creature she couldn't possibly win against, especially all alone like that. Rouge knew she was a easy pick.
After the scream came the earth shook, and the strange, rockslide sound that followed it became louder. Rouge cracked one eye open, only to widen both in horror.
Giant black shapes galloped all around her, terrifyingly beautiful with their details hidden by the darkness of the cloudy sky. Their large golden eyes glowed brightly, and sharp teeth shining in the dark as they ran around her. They were hundreds, a thousand more flying in the sky, and Chaos knows how many hid in the clouds.
Purposely or not, none of the monster paid attention or even got near her. They seemed to be fixed on the horizon, toward the bustling, terrorized city that was Station Square.
'Oh God. There is a whole army of those things.' Rouge couldn't even count how much of theses creatures they were, but there was one terrible thing she was sure.
Rasgnarök was back.
Now the stuff is going to get hot!
And I mean literally.
