Angry Passion
AKy wrote it
Sonic Team created all of the characters; except Cinder. She's mine.
Cinder's P.O.V.
Ivo called me, but I knew already. I always knew Ivo's birthday, ever since I met him. Luckily I had already baked a cake, which takes forever, mind you. So I put the cake in a container, and set it on my bike. I pedaled slowly and calmly, looking at all of the pretty houses along the block. I smiled sweetly at the citizens as I passed by. I knew everyone, but I especially knew Iv'.
All of the buildings looked unison, painted in light neutral colors, but it was somehow soothing. Station Square was always peaceful, though.
I finally caught sight of Ivo's house. It was neutral, just like the others; but to me, it seemed special in a way. Maybe it was the flamboyant tulips in the front yard, maybe it was its forest green shutters; but it was somehow stood out more than the rest.
I pressed on the doorbell firmly, and I heard a sudden drilling noise stop abruptly. Ivo opened the door with a guilty look on his face that suddenly straightened.
"Oh, hi Cinder." He said with a slivered, nervous tone. Now, Ivo was a real pretty-boy, and I never understood why everyone else loathed him. What with the pretty, shiny green eyes and the ginger-red hair… he was almost feminine looking, perhaps. Iv' gestured me to come in.
"Is something wrong?" I asked. He shook his head.
"No." then he noticed the cake I had brought and set it on the table. He took me by the hand and brought me down to the dank and void-like basement.
"What?" What's happening?" I asked, flicking a dark brown lock covering my eyes. The lights flickered on. My eyes widened to what I saw. Ivo forced me onto a small panel.
"Cinder," he had a sad tone in his voice, sharp at the same time. "I'm s-sorry."
A chill broke out through my feet. "Wait— what are you doing?" I cried. Ivo said nothing, but a tear trickled down his face. I looked down, only to see— ice sear up from my legs. "Stop! Stop!" I yelled over and over, but Iv' looked away, only to glance once or twice.
The ice now encased all of me but my head. "You Benedict Arnold!" I shouted. "You'll pay for this someda—" I was cut off. The freeze sealed me down head to toe.
'He's joking,' I told myself. 'He'll let me out now. He—' Ivo fled upstairs, and left me in darkness. '—Isn't joking.' My sad thoughts stopped. I decided now was the time to catch up on my sleep-- 'til the end of time, now and forever.
Normal P.O.V.
Home base came into view. He hadn't been here in a long time, with that dreadful hedgehog always following him. Home base was rather large and high-tech, as far as all of his bases were. Home base's location had been in his old neighborhood when he was a child, but all of the old buildings had been torn into pieces, to make room for home base. Now, the shards of the old houses blew in the wind as tiny trickles of dust, roaming nowhere.
Upon entering the base, the doctor noticed something he often overlooked— the girl. 'May as well let her loose. It's time.' He thought. She looked horrified, frozen in the large tube of ice, eyes shut tightly, mouth hung open to scream. Furry little fists clenched tight, looking to endure whatever came next.
All it took was the press of a few buttons. Alarms sounded, machine gears clanked ferociously, the body fell on the floor. Her vision blurred, in and out, unable to make out much of anything.
"Wh-where am I?" she questioned quietly.
"Home base." He answered gruffly. The small hedgehog rubbed her head and looked up at the man. She saw nothing but a blur of flesh and orange and red and black, but that was all.
"Who are you?"
"It's not your concern."
"Please tell me."
"It's b not /b your concern." He pushed harder. "Just get up."
She nodded and struggled to her feet, hunching over slightly. She rubbed her eyes, blinked twice, and shook her head. Finally she asked with hesitation, "Where is Ivo?"
"Why would you care?" he snapped back.
The girl wrinkled her eyebrows. "Because I'm gonna kill him for what he did to me." The mad doctor did not respond verbally. Instead, he locked something around her stubby neck. The girl reacted by feeling the coldness embrace, the lock, and everything.
"Your vision should clear in about five minutes. I shall check back later." He informed. Then he walked solemnly out the door, leaving the girl to cope with what is the future.