The history Sonic tells here was written by mg34, notme.It draws from as many sources of Sonic as it can, so there will he canonical inaccuracies. But that's what fan fiction is for. I think.

5. Parallel Lives

Up in the sky, there was another ship. Unlike the earlier one, it sent no hailing radio call. Instead, its owner looked for somewhere quiet to land. He had a job to do. He had to do it quickly. And he had to make sure that no one knew it had ever been done.

Blossom recovered her composure very quickly. Fortunately for her, being a puff the tea didn't burn.

"What are you doing here Sonic?" she said calmly, as her slid her hand naturally into her pocket.It griped round her mobile. Sonic looked at her.

"You should really do something about that back door," Sonic ignored her question, "but anyway, how was your day?" Blossom hesitated slightly.

"Interesting," she said calmly. "It turns out that you're a murderer." She tried to make it sound as if it was a normal thing to say. She was one too of course. But there were differences.

"Really, who from?" Sonic also seemed completely calm.

"I don't have to tell you that, do I?" Blossom couldn't help but smile, slightly evilly too. "You're not really in a position to tell me what to do."

"I'm in a perfect position," Sonic was sounding as smug as ever. "You will help me Blossom, or my tongue will finally slip."

Blossom would normally be intimidated. But today she advanced across the room towards him, cutting off all his escape routes.

"I'd lie," she said simply, shaking slightly with a mix of emotions. "I'd say that you killed Superman, and intimidated me in to silence."

"That's rubbish."

"Yes, but it's my word against yours. Who do you think they would believe? Blossom the Powerpuff Girl, saviour of humanity, defender of the weak, or Sonic the wife murderer?"

For the first time ever, Sonic looked worried, even scared. He'd come here to intimidate Blossom to helping him out, but was now completely snookered. His eyes flicked around slightly before looking at Blossom.

"Bl… Blossom I…"

"You have ten seconds to give me good reasons why I shouldn't bring the whole world crashing down on you!" Blossom whipped the Mobile out of her pocket, and powered up a small energy ball in the other hand, which hovered just above her palm, ready to blast Sonic if he tried anything. The Hedgehog himself for once seemed flustered.

"BECAUSE I'M INNOCENT!" he yelled. Blossom didn't even blink.

"Why should I believe that?" she whispered menacingly. "I've heard the evidence. You're as guilty as sin!"

"Let me rephrase that," Sonic said hurriedly, "Guilty of murder no, responsible for there deaths, yes! Heheehe," he laughed nervously. Blossom could see he was scared."

"Well I'm sure a court can decide that. Back on Mobius." She grabbed him and started to punch numbers into the phone.

"You can't!"

"Why not?" Blossom was almost laughing herself now. Finally, she would be free.

"Because I won't get a fair trial." Blossom stopped.

"Why should I care?"

"I know you," Sonic said simply, "You won't be able to live with yourself. Another death on you're conscious? You'll go crazy."

Blossom wanted to thump him. More than that, she wanted to tell him he was wrong. But she couldn't, because she was afraid he was right.

"Fine then." She put the phone down, grabbed a near by copper pipe (which had been attached to the wall by Eddy when he was in a DIY mood, but didn't lead anywhere,) and rapped the lose end of it round Sonic's leg. "Now you're not going anywhere, I'll trial you here. If I feel your guilty, tough shit about your trial."

"Okay," said Sonic tetchily, "what have they told you?"

"All they know."

"Right. I'll start from the beginning then."

"You're not going to tell me your life's story are you," Blossom moaned. "There's no point playing for time, no ones coming to help you."

"No, I'm going to tell you my life's story so you can understand. And I think you will…

"I grew up in a green and lush zone, with my family and my siblings. We were only eight years old when Robotnik came. He used to be a friend off ours called Dr Kintobor, until an accident with the Chaos Emeralds turned him evil," Sonic briefly looked at Blossom, the pink puff remembering what Sonic had said earlier about her.

"He soon took over the Zone with his dammed robots made from animals," Sonic continued. "Of course he paid the King Acorn for the land before he took it over, and then kept the atrocities he committed quiet from them. But no one outside cared anyway." He now sounded angry, "They were getting good money from Robotnik, why should they care where he got it from?

"Of course we cared. Once our parents had been slaughtered be those faceless killing machines, me, Manic my green aggressive brother, and Sonna my pink happy sister spent our time fighting Robotnik and trying to thwart his plans. They looked up to me as there leader, although they didn't enjoy being bossed around most of the time."

"They sound like Bubbles and Buttercup," said Blossom before she could stop her self.

"I dumped their bodies in a ditch because if I'd carried them any further the robots would have killed me too," Sonic said with almost no emotion. But as Blossom looked up again, se noticed that Sonic's eyes had gone slightly red. "If they were still alive, by any chance, they defiantly weren't after the robots found them." He sniffed. "We were very close. At least as close as you are to your sisters."

Blossom tried not to show any emotion. "You have some way to go to justify murder," she said.

"What, Robotnik's? I think that was justified, by YOUR standards for justifiable murder!" He calmed down again. "Sorry I'll get on with it. I was completely alone, but no for long. Robotnik soon deposed the Acorns, and took over the planet. This produced a storm of people who suddenly wanted to fight alone side me. We founded a group of freedom fighters. That was where I first met Tails, Amy, Shadow and Knuckles eventually, and Sally." Sonic drifted off for a minute. Blossom blinked.

"Sally?" she said.

"Princess Sally Acorn," Sonic finally had emotion in his voice, and it sounded like a mixture of happy and sad memories. "My love, my brick," he laughed ironically. "In ever sense of the word. We fought a constant losing battle, burring friends and colleagues in shallow graves, constantly on the run and living in fear, but she was always there for me. I loved her more then anything, even myself. She was a one off, completely unique, and totally special. She kept my spirits up in the darkest time, and she gave me something to fight for other then revenge."

Blossom was no fool. "So when she died," she said with a tinge of sadness, "you responded by killing Robotnik when you got him. Right?"

Sonic looked down. "Yeah," he said. "I don't think I need to go into details. You know how I felt."

"I killed Superman in the heat of the moment. You killed Robotnik in cold blood."

"You killed Superman, I killed Robotnik. There is a difference!"

"He was entitled to a trial. Just as much as you are."

"Oh, and Superman wasn't."

"I'm trying to be objective Sonic. My past has nothing to do with it."

"Fine," said Sonic. "I'll continue. The peace came, we reinstated the Acorn Royal family, and I married Amy. But those bastards wanted revenge."

"Who?"

"The Acorns of course! They blamed me for the death of there daughter, and wanted to destroy me for it. They tried to right me out of the history books, crediting Shadow with MY achievements: he was always more media friendly, and he was a real suck up."

"I found him very pleasant."

Sonic spat. "You would. He played along of course; he loved the attention, the fame and the money. Lots of supposed freedom fighters came out of the wood work, writing books and giving interviews, claiming that my desire for revenge and insistence on doing everything myself prolonged the war and increased the casualties."

"Did no one stand by you," Blossom was finally getting swept up in the story.

"Only Knuckles and Tails. And my kids. They meant the world to me. So I took them with me. I wanted to bond with them, and to bring them up to fight for freedom and justice and liberty. I bet you'd disapprove of that."

"I'm trying to be objective Sonic," Blossom said calmly. "How old where they?"

"Manic was 10 and Sonna was 5." Blossom jumped. The ages of Edward and MJ.

Sonic continued. "So when Tails told me that Amy was going to take them away from me for ever I… I snapped. I couldn't handle loosing my entire family again. So I did something I have regretted for the rest of my life."

"You killed them."

"No. I called a hit man, Nack the Weasel, and arranged for him to do it. But I felt guilt almost immediately, so I tried to stop him. I couldn't get in contact with him though, so I went to the house at the aranged timefor the hitto see him personally. I found him lurking in the kitchen, and told him the hit was off. He refused; he said it would damage his reputation. So I attacked him, but we were surprised halfway though by Amy and Manic. I was distracted, only momentarily, but Nack is one of the best fucking shooters on the planet. So he shot Amy and Manic, to make sure there were no witnesses. We had another brief struggle, and I got his gun off him. Then he fled, and I was left with the bodies of my son and wife,the murder weapon,and my hysterical daughter." Sonic now was struggling. He swallowed hard. "They even took her away from me, gave her to Knuckles, KNUCKLES! He only cares about his sodding emeralds. Once I'd failed to rescue her, I fled the planet. I had nothing left on it anyway. Dr Eggman was keen to get rid of me, so he supplied a ship. And I arrived here two weeks latter. With nothing."

Blossom paused for a moment. "Got any evidence to support your story?" Sonic looked up.

"No."

"Then why should I care? You arrived here with nothing and filled the void by making my life hell!"

"HEY! I've given a lot for this stupid organisation, and I GAVE you a life. If it wasn't for me you would have been burnt to a toast by this government fifteen years ago!"

"That was your decision. But I killed in completely different circumstances. And I didn't hire a hit man!"

"So you believe me! How can you send me back then, the Acorns want my blood, I'll be hung in record time!"

Blossom said nothing. She just started dialling her phone.

"BLOSSOM PLEASE!" Sonic screamed in wild panic, "Can't you see the truth in the story. Fate is laughing at us. LOOK AT IT! We both lost our true loves. We both killed in revenge and had someone cover up for us! We both tried again at life and love. We both have, or had, little but our two children! THE OLDEST A BOY AND THE YOUNGEST A GIRL!" YOU SAID YOURSELF THAT MY SIBLINGS WHERE LIKE YOURS!" he calmed down, and pleaded with his voice: "We've lived parallel lives Blossom; a few differences have changed everything. You can't tell me you wouldn't have done the same thing, if you had no one but Edward and MJ and Eddy tried to take them away from you…"

The sound of keys rattled in the front door. Eddy was home with the kids. Blossom paused, and Sonic tried once more.

"Please Blossom, I'm begging you…"

What would you do?Please Review, and ask questions or make comments as you wish.

Oh yes, and the next chapter is very cameo heavy, so if you have any Superhero (or not so hero) you'd particularly like to see, please tell me, and I'll try to work them in. Thanks.