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Tortured Soul
Darkness. That was all he could see. Miles 'Tails' Powler was alone, in the dark, in the cold. The door creaked open. He lifted his dull eyes, hoping, yet knowing it wasn't to be. It's hard to tell the time when you can't see the sunlight. Any guess he had was that it had been two weeks. He walked in. Tails lowered his eyes again. The arch nemesis of Sonic leered at his captive. Tails would have snarled at the madman, but the muzzle stopped him from even having that one luxury. Eggman turned a dial on the wall. Electricity flooded into Tails, from the iron shackles that held him against the damp wall. He couldn't even scream. Instead, tears flowed freely down his face. Finally the torment stopped. Hope was the only thing that kept him alive, though his soul was withering away, dying as the seconds went by.
The door opened slowly. This time, the madman was not alone. She was with him. Tails suppressed a shudder. She was worse than Him. He used devices, She was personal. The door shut, leaving Tails alone with Her. She smirked at him, knowing full well his feelings. Walking up to him, she started prodding him in personal places, making the tear free fall off Tails' face again. Then, licking her lips, she crouched down. Tails closed his eyes, blocking it out as best he could. Rape, that was what she did. He'd heard Sonic mention something about rape to Knuckles, but hadn't given it any thought. Now he knew first hand what it was, and was sickened by it. How could anybody even consider doing this?
Tails awoke to a current of electricity. Eggman again. After the electricity stopped, he walked up to Tails and put a lighter to his arm. Flicking it on, the fur on his arm quickly set alight, creating a blazing flame. The muzzle only succeeded in muffling what were not only screams of pain and terror. The flame was put out a whole minute later. Hope, which once ran strong, was now faltering. Hope was being lost.
She was here again. She was becoming more frequent than the madman. Tails had overheard her asking to take him as her own, as her sex toy. The soul was tortured, battered, damaged beyond repair. Hope was lost. He was tempted to end his own life right there, right then.
The door creaked open, slowly. Tails neglected to look up. Hope had been gone for a while now. He almost didn't notice he was being taken from the shackles. So she had finally come to take him. He dimly heard someone call his name, his real name. Tails started to cry again, thinking his life was over. It was only when he felt the muzzle being taken off that he looked at whoever it was. What he saw was a blue hedgehog, looking down upon him with a relieved look in his eyes. Tails threw himself upon his 'older brother' and hugged him as tight as he could, crying even harder. From the sound of it, Sonic was crying too. Knuckles, the echidna, was standing in the doorway, looking both relieved and horrified. Though he didn't act it most of the time, Tails was only 8 years old, and Robotnik had stooped so low as to torture a kid. Cradling Tails in his arms, Sonic nodded to Knuckles and they both departed, unknowingly being watched, by Her.
Fin
Authors Notes***
What do ya think? Please R&R, with no flames. Should I write a sequel?
Tortured Soul
Darkness. That was all he could see. Miles 'Tails' Powler was alone, in the dark, in the cold. The door creaked open. He lifted his dull eyes, hoping, yet knowing it wasn't to be. It's hard to tell the time when you can't see the sunlight. Any guess he had was that it had been two weeks. He walked in. Tails lowered his eyes again. The arch nemesis of Sonic leered at his captive. Tails would have snarled at the madman, but the muzzle stopped him from even having that one luxury. Eggman turned a dial on the wall. Electricity flooded into Tails, from the iron shackles that held him against the damp wall. He couldn't even scream. Instead, tears flowed freely down his face. Finally the torment stopped. Hope was the only thing that kept him alive, though his soul was withering away, dying as the seconds went by.
The door opened slowly. This time, the madman was not alone. She was with him. Tails suppressed a shudder. She was worse than Him. He used devices, She was personal. The door shut, leaving Tails alone with Her. She smirked at him, knowing full well his feelings. Walking up to him, she started prodding him in personal places, making the tear free fall off Tails' face again. Then, licking her lips, she crouched down. Tails closed his eyes, blocking it out as best he could. Rape, that was what she did. He'd heard Sonic mention something about rape to Knuckles, but hadn't given it any thought. Now he knew first hand what it was, and was sickened by it. How could anybody even consider doing this?
Tails awoke to a current of electricity. Eggman again. After the electricity stopped, he walked up to Tails and put a lighter to his arm. Flicking it on, the fur on his arm quickly set alight, creating a blazing flame. The muzzle only succeeded in muffling what were not only screams of pain and terror. The flame was put out a whole minute later. Hope, which once ran strong, was now faltering. Hope was being lost.
She was here again. She was becoming more frequent than the madman. Tails had overheard her asking to take him as her own, as her sex toy. The soul was tortured, battered, damaged beyond repair. Hope was lost. He was tempted to end his own life right there, right then.
The door creaked open, slowly. Tails neglected to look up. Hope had been gone for a while now. He almost didn't notice he was being taken from the shackles. So she had finally come to take him. He dimly heard someone call his name, his real name. Tails started to cry again, thinking his life was over. It was only when he felt the muzzle being taken off that he looked at whoever it was. What he saw was a blue hedgehog, looking down upon him with a relieved look in his eyes. Tails threw himself upon his 'older brother' and hugged him as tight as he could, crying even harder. From the sound of it, Sonic was crying too. Knuckles, the echidna, was standing in the doorway, looking both relieved and horrified. Though he didn't act it most of the time, Tails was only 8 years old, and Robotnik had stooped so low as to torture a kid. Cradling Tails in his arms, Sonic nodded to Knuckles and they both departed, unknowingly being watched, by Her.
Fin
Authors Notes***
What do ya think? Please R&R, with no flames. Should I write a sequel?