Broken of Sanity
Warnings: contains blood, gore, violence, mental illness and everything associated with that, adult themes (drinking, implications of adultry, etc.), boyXboy pairings, harsh slurs, profanity, character death, (will add to this in other chapters if I think of anything else).
Disclaimer: I own this story and any OC that shows up. Sonic and friends belong to SEGA and the Sonic Team. Any other character that appears belongs to their respective owners. I also own the "cover" to this story. If you like it, see end of Prologue for more information.
Rating: Rated M (mature) for obvious reasons (see WARNINGS above if you haven't already).
Summary: Sonic has been missing for almost six years now. During his absence, corruption has overcome the government, making life a living hell for everyone. It's been the job of everyone else to step up in Sonic's place, to try and save the world with a losing war on their end. But what happens when Sonic suddenly appears out of nowhere, completely different and yet the same? SONILVER.
Authors Note: I'm sorry it's been forever since I've last updated! Everything's been kinda crazy with this whole COVID-19 virus. I mainly write this story in a journal at school then type it all up onto my laptop to publish here, but since school is out for like a month, I can't write in school. For some reason, it's one of the best times I can focus on this story and actually get ideas in, but I'm trying. We're supposed to go back on the 20th of this month (April) so hopefully, I'll get back to regularly updating the story again. Thanks for being patient with me!
P.S.: I'm sorry this chapter is so short!
Chapter 17: Project S-1
His body aches from all the mutilation he's suffered. The twisting of muscle, the ripping of tendons, the breaking of bones.
His eyes are gone, sucked right from their sockets as if they had been soup in a bowl. He can't see. It's all just nothing but the endless screaming in his head as he's forced to coexist with whatever animal is being forced inside of his entire being.
He doesn't even know who he is anymore. His name, his memories, his purpose, what he's supposed to be doing. None of it stays, forced out to reconstruct his very life. His very existence.
His fingers are cut off, replaced with cold, unfeeling metal thrust into the leftover bloody stubs of what used to be. But then, he can't miss them because he can't even remember what they were originally for, not to mention what they're called. They were useless masses of meat. They were weak human structures that are a point of vulnerability.
There are knives in his ears, cutting and widening and replacing. Twisting and twisting until all that's left are two huge holes in his head. He can hear the smallest of sounds now, they all invade his overstimulated brain. The knives sink deeper and deeper, scraping against the sensitive walls of his burst eardrums, sculpting them to perfection.
A hammer bashes at his forehead and fireworks of bloody anguish explode out from the center point as his skull caves in, killing the weak squishy brain on the inside. Smashing it, mutilating it until not even the squishy matter is left behind anymore, turned into nothing but smoothy smooth mush.
It leaks from his ears, his nose, his mouth; killing the vulnerable point. He can't think anymore, can't function on his own. A total calm washes over him, replacing the previous hell he had been through.
All he can do is feel. He can feel the smallest of vibrations through his twisted feet. He can hear the hushed, blurry words whispered over his blood crusted face. He can feel a coldness as it enters the empty cave of his skull, squishing out whatever is left of the soft organ through his reconstructed ears.
And now he's nothing. not even a shell of his former self. He is nothing. Does nothing. Knows nothing. Feels nothing. He is all-powerful and his sole purpose is to serve The Master only.
"Experiment S-H-S-1 part one complete. Project S-1 is ready for orders." The Master's voice is glorious.
"Hey, hedgehog," Shadow's gruff voice asks as he's leaning against the wall. He had returned to the backroom after being forced to eat one of the bagels. He's sure Rouge will never let him live this down. Of course she won't, she's Rouge for crying out loud.
The only other conscious person in the back room turns narrowed eyes on Shadow. "What do you want? Can't you see you've caused enough trouble today?"
"Me?" Shadow asks, pushing himself off the wall. He slowly approaches Noah who's currently standing beside Amy. A twinge of satisfaction rockets through Shadow's body when he sees the other male uncomfortably shift, though he does stand his ground. "What about your little wife? She's the one that started this whole mess in the process."
Noah only looks back to Amy's face while rubbing his upper arm. His ears slowly lower and he looks back to Shadow. "Please don't hold it against her, she's...she's been really unstable these past few weeks. I think everything's starting to get to her. We've been fighting recently and...I just..."
Shadow sighs and shakes his head, coming to a stop beside Noah. "I kinda figured, she did seem a little crazier than before. Why'd she come over here anyway? Tails made it clear she wouldn't be helping anymore."
"Silver called and I guess he's coming to take refugee here for a little while," Noah answers. Shadow's eyes widen with surprise. Silver? He hasnt' seen that headache for a few years. He's surprised he's still here in this time instead of his own. That just goes to show how dedicated he is to fixing everything.
"Do you know when he'll be here?" Shadow asks, crossing his arms once more.
"No, all Amy said is that it would take a couple of days. My guess is as good as anybody's."
Shadow nods, staring blankly at Amy's pale face. "You should probably get her to a hospital, then. Tails has done everything he can for her, now it's your turn."
"Oh, right. Um...I'll go tell Tails then." Noah turns and heads out of the backroom, leaving Shadow standing in silence. The only company is the thoughts swirling around in his mind and he sighs heavily.
Where do they go from here? Sonic is obviously unstable and dangerous, though is there anything they can really do about that? Is he just always going to be like this now? He has suffered severe mental trauma, from what Shadow's witnessed and read about in the files. The big question is if he's always going to be like this. Can they still reverse what's been done?
At least he knows one thing for sure. There is no way in hell that they will turn him back to the government. After everything they've done to him? Shadow will fight with everything he's got to prevent those corrupt bastards from getting their hands on Sonic again. Even if it means forfeiting his own life in order to do so.
But what about Rouge? He knows she's on his side, and willing to fight with everything she's got, but she's a mother. She doesn't have just herself to worry about anymore. She has to worry about her family now. G.U.N. could hold her child and even Knuckles as hostages until they get what they want. And Shadow knows they will carry out their threats if they don't get what they want.
He's not about to let Rouge experience losing her baby. He's seen what it's done to Sonic, he doesn't want Rouge to go through that same pain. So then what do they do? Go into hiding until they find a better plan? Like that's going to work, he knows eventually Sonic will get too worked up and would do something extreme.
"This is all such bull shit," Shadow grumbles to himself as he runs a hand over his face. It's stressful and he can already feel a headache forming. His mind goes back to the plan he and Rouge had talked about a little while ago, though that wouldn't work forever. It would be a good distraction, though they would have to come up with something better.
At least in the short span of time they have, they could stop back by Rouge's place and collect her family before G.U.N. gets any bright ideas.
Footsteps alert Shadow to Noah's return and he immediately brings his mind back to the present. He turns, sharp eyes watching as the male approaches Amy's side once more. Tails enters soon after and removes all of the medical machinery from Amy, allowing Noah to move her.
"Give us updates when you get to the hospital," Tails says as Noah picks Amy's limp body up in his arms. "She might have attacked us and whatnot, but she's still our friend."
"However surprising that may be," Shadow grumbles, earning a glare from the young fox kit.
"Sure thing kid," Noah replies, sending a glare of his own at Shadow before he turns and starts to leave. "I'll make sure to have a talk with her about everything that happened here once she's better."
Shadow sighs and turns back to look at Tails once Noah is gone. He guesses that Rouge, Omega, and Sonic are still out in the main shop area, though what they're doing is anyone's guess. Rouge is probably talking with Sonic about everything that happened, taking note of his mental state and whatnot.
"I don't know where to go from here, Shadow." Tails' quiet voice catches Shadow's attention.
"Me either. If I'm being honest, there's really not anywhere we can go from here. That'll end up with good results, I mean," he answers, making his way back over to one of the walls. He leans against it and stares up at the dark ceiling. "G.U.N. will need something soon, and if they find out what's been going on here who knows what they'll do."
"Yeah."
"Rouge and I talked about something we could to do stall them, for at least a little bit. It'll give us enough time to fall under the radar and come up with a better plan to fix all of this."
"Really?" Tails perks up and a childish hope fills his bright eyes once more.
"Yes, though I'm sure Sonic probably isn't going to like it."
"If it gets us out of this mess I'm sure he'll comply," Tails smiles as he begins to clean off the makeshift operating table Amy had been laying on minutes before. "Tell me what this plan is."
