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Sonic- 21 years

Amy (Paloma)- 19 years

Tails- 16 years

Knuckles- 23 years

Shadow- 22 years

Cream- 12 years

Rouge- 25 years

Chapter 14: Reality v. Dreams

There was never any real hope for them being together like she had planned and dreamed so many times over. But this was not a dream or even a horrible nightmare. It was reality as she saw it. She watched him as he raped her. She wanted to scream out loud at the top of her lungs and alert someone, but something was not allowing her. Maybe it was the insane amount of drugs the hospital used to heal her or maybe her own body was betraying her. She tried moving her body, but she could not even move a limb or a finger. It was hopeless. The only thing she could do was watch as he continued to thrust himself deep inside of her as felt nothing but utter pain and humiliation. The odd thing was she knew her attacker, even though he wore a ghastly disguise as he committed the act. It was this odd feeling she got whenever she was around him a long time ago. She had never had this feeling since with anyone else. In some ways this feeling felt right and calming, but it confused her to a state that she felt disgusted with herself. She at one point in her life loved him, but that was another lifetime ago. She had always dreamed of moments like this that she could share with this blue boar hedgehog, but not like this and not in this state. She wondered if he even knew it was her, Amy Rose, the pink sow hedgehog that had chased him since they were kids up until that fateful day almost over three years ago. Even though she had totally changed outward and possibly inward, a bit of her wanted to believe that no matter what she looked like that he still knew it was her.

A part of her was trying to knock some sense into what was left of her common sense. It was telling her that what he said long ago was true, and that this was his way of showing it. He must truly hate her in order to come up with something as vile, cruel and disgusting as this. She never thought that the one person she had looked to for strength and true happiness was in fact a horrible monster. She would never have assumed from looking at him, and probably no one else would have either. He was a hero to everyone on the planet, even though he had a dark side that no one would ever believe even existed. He still represented everything that the populace dreamed that they could be. To everyone, Sonic the Hedgehog was a good looking, cool, relaxed and a heroic person who even had a super power. Anyone would give their left arm for a super power even if it was super speed it was still cool. From what Amy could remember, he loved to show off in front of people and the attention he got from them would only fuel his ego even more. Like he needed more of an ego boost. Always honoring the wishes of every hot looking fan girl that came his way and swoon over him. He would never run away from when they hugged or tried to kiss him. Sonic would always stop running whenever he was being chased by the fan girls he loved so, but he never stopped running for her. He would always increase his speed and peel out when it was her chasing him. He would create thick clouds of dust clouds that would blow up small pebbles or dirt from the ground and hit her in the face. She even remembered once when he made her eat sand when he sped up on the beach and then again in a sandy area of the park. She remembered how gritty it tasted and how it got into her dress and boots. Why did he hate her so much? She acted like all the other girls did, and not once was she shown any kindness from him. He saved her life on more then one occasion and had believed that he felt the same way she did. Now as she thought about it and considering his character even more, she was just a toy to be used and thrown away when he got tired of her. Maybe it was because she was not pretty or even beautiful enough like the other girls he liked. Maybe this was the reason why every guy she had meet treated her as nothing more then a sister like person or even avoided her as if she was the plague. Maybe they felt sorry for her, because no one could or would love her. Tears fell out of her eyes as she continued to watch him rape her. Crying was the only other thing she could besides for breathing and feeling pain. She could only watch and wonder what was going through his mind right now and the last few years.

Sonic smiled psychotically as he continued banging Paloma. He wanted to be rough with her, and since her eyes were now open his disguised self would be forever burned into her mind. He probably was a representation of all that she hated, and the reason why she killed his Amy. Amy represented all that was good and sweet in the world, and this whore took her away from those who loved her the most. He loved the way her head would hit against the bed post with a thud and the way her body just laid there like a rag doll. She probably had a headache by now and could not do a damn thing about it because of the medical state she was in. But something he did not expect to play with his emotions was seeing her cry. People would have just said it was a reflex, but it did not seem like that. Sonic stopped what he was doing and then closed and rubbed his eyes for a bit. Only Amy shed pure innocent tears like that, but her eyes were not the soft green eyes that he remembered Amy having. They were of a different color and yet they felt familiar like he was staring at a person he once knew from long ago. He closed his eyes again and when he opened them again, there was Amy lying where Paloma once was. The Amy he remembered and now regretted ever letting go was there in front of him and crying. "A…A…Am…y", he was hesitant and scared when trying to say her name. Every time he had problems saying her name aloud, that he would substitute it for "her" whenever talking to his friends. It may have sounded harsh and evil maybe even cruel, but he just did not feel right or even feel that had earned the right to say her name. He took a deep breath and swallowed hard before opening his mouth "Amy?" For the first time in three years he had said her name without anything trying to deny him saying it. For Sonic it felt good coming out of his mouth finally and saying her name, but this was not the perfect time to have done so and it felt tainted coming from his mouth. For once in his life, Sonic were mortified and terrified. He was the blue hedgehog that lived life without fear, and he sometimes he wondered if something was wrong with him. He shook his head violently and looked back at his victim in front of him. Amy's image was gone and here lying in front of him was this lavender sow hedgehog named Paloma! Sonic started to inch away from her and in doing so fell off the bed with a loud thud, lucky for him no one was around for miles to hear it, but what he did not count on was pulling on one of the tubes that was connected to Amy. Pulling it off by accident, made a very loud alarm go off with in the room and from what Sonic was told earlier in the day that these alarms were connected to the main nurses' station and if the cameras in the hall had caught him tape leaving the room then they would surely try to hunt him down even though he was wearing a disguise.

Sonic looked around the room for anything he could use as a means of escape or even a place to hide for the time being. To his luck, there was no way out except for going through the door, unless he could use chaos control. He could hide until they left, but that would mean guards would most likely be placed at the door, then there was the video capture of him walking into the room. He needed to get that tape and the only option left was chaos control. Sure this was not in his definition the perfect time to use it, and he never liked the idea of using anything magical or mystical for personal gain, but he had no choice he had to get out of here and collect himself. With a flick of the wrist, a blue chaos emerald appeared in the palm of his hand. Years ago he had learned this technique from a very sexy rabbit magician on one of his many adventurous dates with his fan-girl followers, and had used this new skill in keeping anyone of the emeralds he collected safe and hidden in something the rabbit called sub-space. Sonic starred for awhile at the emerald. Never in his days did he ever think of resorting to this in order to get away from a crime that he actually committed. He then changed his concentration to the lavender hedgehog and then to the door. He could hear footsteps in an excited pace coming from the far end of the hallway and he knew he had to act quickly. Sonic returned his gaze back to the chaos emeralds in his hand. He strongly concentrated on the one security room in the hospital where he knew he had to go first and get anything that could hurt his reputation and from there he would use the same technique to take him wherever he could still concentrate on being a safe haven for himself. With a soft and scarred voice, Sonic whispered the words "Chaos Control" and vanished into a near blinding light that transported him into the men's bathroom just right across the security room. He found it odd that he was transported to the bathroom instead of the security room, but this was good too. How would he ever explain this X-Files occurrence to the guard on duty in the room? If he had popped up in their, he sure would have been in a hell of trouble, so he counted his blessings and walked out of the bathroom passing on by the office to get a glimpse inside. Lucky for him no one was at post so he slithered his way inside and hunted the console for the monitor that was in the area. He frantically searched the place and yet when he found the monitor, it was not even working. The recorder was busted and so was the monitor, and who knows how long it was out of commission. Sonic let out a sigh of relief and this time walked out of the office. He was in a state of euphoria and his levels of adrenaline were up. He felt almost high, but not high enough to cloud his judgment and get himself the hell out of here on foot.

Sonic calmly walked out of the hospital and for a while just wondered the streets till he was back at the now abandoned shop where he had put his disguise together. He walked into the alley and then looked up noticing that fire escape ladder was back up, so he jumped and grabbed two steps on the ladder and pulled it down himself. For a moment he felt almost winded when he did something as simple as that. Maybe he should rest and take it easy for a bit before doing anything stressful such as thinking for a bit. He started to climb the ladder slowly, but it was getting hard and he felt very dizzy almost suffering from a vertigo effect, that he lost his hold on the ladder. He knew that he was falling, but he did not care. It did not seem like a long fall and for reason he knew that everything would be alright when he woke up again. He knew that this whole nightmare would be over and he would be lying in his own warm bed, and Amy would be in her own apartment dreaming of him and she would be safe. This was the only thing that kept him calm as he landed inside one of the many green city dumpsters in the alley. He could not even feel himself hitting his head or even his neck on the hard and sharp edges of it. Before he blacked out he could not recall any time from when he yelled at Amy up until now in which he had felt physical pain. Sure people slapped him or he fell, he just had not felt physical pain. Emotional pain he did feel, but not anything physical. Sonic pondered this as his eyes slowly closed and brought him into a torturous world of darkness.