16 - Let's Party

The key activated the tumbler, and unlocked the door. Shadow turned the silver door knob to open the door, and placed the keys in his quills. This was apparently the home Zonic was talking about. To think he'd offer them a home like this. It looked like just an apartment, but the block the apartment resided in seemed different than the others. It was more, secluded. This block seemed to only belong to those who worked for the No Zone military. Only officers lived here, and no one was seen in this area. It appears that it wasn't for the public, just the cops. It was an entire street of apartments, exclusively for them. That was pretty neat. There were two guards like Zonic mentioned, who stopped them until they showed them the keys he gave them. The keys had his identification number printed on it, and they recognized it. They were still skeptical until they saw Sonic's face. They remembered his heroism in the war with Eggman Nega, and bowed before letting him and Shadow through.

When they walked inside, they saw that the home was pretty snazzy. It was decent enough, had a nice space. There was a small kitchen, and a bedroom that only had one bed. Hm, looks like they'd have to share again. There was a dresser, a closet, all the necessities. There was a living space too, which seemed comfy. There was a TV, a couple windows...It was nice. Everything was nice and clean, neat. A little too clean, actually. This entire apartment seemed, empty. Like there should have been more in here. If Zonic lived here, shouldn't there be more things? After a while of sight seeing, the two hedgehogs looks around to search for belongings. There was nothing in the dresser or the closet. No clothes, nothing. Thankfully, there was food in the fridge with some cooking utensils and cups or plates. But other than that, there was nothing. The sink didn't even have any dishes in it.

Shadow crouched down and even inspected the beige colored carpet. There were faint faded marks of furniture, like a larger couch once sat here. Sonic had smelled a very far off scent in the closet from the bedroom, that Zonic was here before. Not too long ago, maybe a few days ago. Zonic always smelled like cappuccino or sweets, not to mention he had that 'new clothes' smell from the new military uniforms. Something didn't feel right though. Wasn't this his home? Why would he give that up to them? Where would he stay? Unless, this was just a temporary home, and he actually had a house in town. Hmm...

Oh well. Who cared about that? They had an apartment to themselves! A nice one at that. Sonic and Shadow eventually reunited in the living space and sat on the love seat. They sat very close, and leaned close to kiss each other. It was almost routine at this point. Sonic wrapped his arms around Shadow's neck and pulled him closer, while Shadow embraced his lower body. They closed their eyes as they made out, making small moans and giggles here and there. After ten seconds or so, they broke the kiss for air. Sonic lowered his eyes suggestively with a smile, while Shadow did the same. He asked the ebony hedgehog something in a hushed voice.

"What do you think we should do until Z calls us in?"

"Maybe we should just stay in. That way I can ravish you however I please."

"Geez, don't talk like that Shads, you're making me blush."

"I could make you do a lot more than that, faker." Shadow whispered huskily before placing kisses on Sonic's shoulder. The hero chuckled and gently pulled Shadow away to make him cease his teases.

"Come on, cut it out. We can't do that in Z's crib. Besides, we already did stuff in the bathroom at HQ. You ain't get enough?"

Shadow placed a small kiss on his cheek. "I can never have enough of you, Sonic." After he whispered that, he dived his head down to Sonic's abdomen, replaying the scene in the bathroom. The hero almost rolled his eyes, this guy just couldn't get a break. Not that he was complaining or anything, he loved when Shadow couldn't keep his hands to himself. He was quick to touch him and caress him like usual, in every place he loved to be touched. Sonic closed his eyes and moaned in bliss while leaning his head back. The small pleasure he was getting from Shadow's nips and kisses, it was practically relaxing. Soon, he got off the love seat and knelt down to the floor in between Sonic's legs. He was still strict on kisses, being more of an insufferable tease.

"Ahh...Shadow.."

He was still worried about his friends, and he was still concerned about how things were going in Mobius. He was still worried about what Scourge had planned next, but right now, he didn't care.

He only cared about one thing, and that was Shadow.

Ah, let's see...His to-do list was pretty long, but there were a lot of check marks. Hm, perhaps he should go down the list of what he's already done. Ten wireless thirty-six inch sub woofer speakers, ten bundles of cables and wires, DJ stand, laptops, modified spatial stabilizers he stole from No Zone, guns, trucks, some tools, melee weapons, costumes, masks and a wireless microphone. And his 'base of operations' was already set up in his personal truck. He and his crew rehearsed their performance, and knew exactly what to do. Well, they didn't really have a choice. They were hypnotized after all. He memorized his speech, he already mapped out Station Square and pinpointed where GUN's HQ was.

Boss was ready to go as well. So...Check, check, check and check...Yup. That was everything.

With a smile, the green hedgehog nodded to himself in satisfaction and tossed his notepad somewhere in the car. He typed a few things on his black laptop, before shutting it and sliding it off his lap. There was a set up of computers in the back of his personal truck. It was a hacker's wet dream. There were four monitors on a control panel, along with some dashboards. It was all hooked up in the car. A map was on one of the monitors, while live camera footage was on the other two. The last one had an actual browser on the screen, with a website, a music playlist and another tab with a page of emails.

All the tracks and mixes were ready, and he already sent instructions to one of his crew members. They already went over the plan, and they knew what to do during and after the performance. Yeah! Everything was set and ready! Scourge opened the car door and stepped out. He clicked his boot heels away from the vehicle and saw all of his crew members on their knees, waiting for an order. They were on the outskirts of the city. Near Tails' home, actually. They were minutes away from Station Square. The sun was starting to set, making the now orange sky purge into purple and indigo. Perfect.

His ex fiance walked in front of him, before getting down on one knee and bowing her head low. Fiona was ready for whatever Scourge had planned. The hedgehog clapped his hands together and smirked. "Alright ladies and gentlemen, rise for me." He ordered loudly. The Moebian men and women of all types, stood up in sync. Their black uniforms were great and all, but soon, they'd be shed for something even more awesome. Fiona stood in front of him with her hands behind her back. Scourge looked across the sea of his army. This was at least one thousand. Maybe, fifteen hundred people. "We're gonna have some fun with Mobius prime. We're gonna give 'em a party! And we're gonna go all out! We've all practiced, and you've all got it memorized. I want no mistakes, and I want nothin' but perfection! Now let's get in there and give 'em all a show!"

He didn't wait for his crew to scream and shout 'yeah!' back at him, because they couldn't. They were emotionless puppets, so they wouldn't respond unless he asked them to. So he turned and walked back to his car. He motioned for Fiona to join him, while the others did the same and got in their trucks. They started up their engines, and with some skids of their tires, they drove to their destination. They traveled in a perfect organized line, with one truck right behind the other. Scourge's truck was the leading car, and Fiona took over the wheel, while Scourge got in the back and returned to his laptop to start typing.

The second they got into upcoming traffic, something went wrong. The traffic lights malfunctioned and cut off. Other cars that civilians were using, suddenly stopped moving. Scourge smirked to himself. So everybody in this town drove an electric car? Dumb asses...So easy to hack. People started to yell and shout curses of bewildered nonsense. Some even got out of their cars to inspect them, confused as to why they suddenly stopped. Some noticed the train of black trucks, and with shaking fists, demanded as to why they're suddenly stranded. Scourge squinted his eyes, before taking his red glasses and placing them on his eyes. Ah, he could see the computer screen a whole lot better now. He needed to get more medicine in them, though. Damn he was a blind.

He glanced at his map on one of the monitors, and saw that Fiona was going the right way. Good, he thought. They were almost right in the center. He already gave his crew instructions that if there was no room to park all of the trucks, to just drive around the area and find a spot. Even if they had to, 'move' someone else's. The trucks they had were very big, since he had a big team. They were six seaters, so they took up space. And six people in each car for at least fifteen hundred people, would equal two hundred and fifty cars in all. Shit, they might be a bit congested. Oh well, not like they cared.

With all his calculations, he didn't even realize they made it to their destination. He looked out the window and saw the square. Ahh! Yes, this was it! He didn't even get out of the car, and people were already staring and whispering about what in the world was going on. His crew drove the cars around the streets to find places to stop and park, while some stayed and parked nearby. After maybe more than ten minutes, they all rounded up and stood in front of Scourge's. The green hedgehog stepped out along with Fiona and looked around. The buildings were tall and important looking. In the distance, maybe a few miles away, was GUN's building. Oho yeah, they were in the right place alright. Scourge smirked and held up his hand. He snapped his fingers, and some of his men immediately bolted to their vehicles.

They went to their trunks, pulling out equipment they had stuffed in the car along with themselves. They had so much stuff, they had to sit with some items along the ride. A few Mobian officers rushed up to the crew and stepped up to Scourge. They grabbed his arm roughly, demanding why they were holding off traffic. "Excuse me sir, but you don't have any business here. I don't know what you're trying to set up, but if you wanted to host a town celebration, you need to take that up with the mayor-" He stopped talking. The other policemen who were yelling at other crew members to leave suddenly stopped as well.

Scourge directed his red eyed glare at them all, and snapped his fingers twice. They all suddenly fell limp and wobbly turned their backs to them. They walked away with a woozy gaze, and left the premises quietly. The citizens who walked by were puzzled. Why didn't the police do anything? The green hedgehog looked back at his team, to see them set up the large speakers and DJ set. They took out their phones while one of them, a male angler, got behind the set and began setting up. He almost forgot he had some aquatic Moebians in his crew. He looked at the other half of his entourage and snapped his fingers again. They bowed and ran to their trucks, taking out the costumes and masks, before going inside of the cars to change and put the costumes underneath. The DJ was the only one who had his costume hidden underneath before they arrived, so he was already prepared.

The speakers were set, the playlist was ready, and the composer was waiting to begin with a set of headphones. It was time. All they needed to do was blast some music and start their performance, and everyone in town would flock to them. He held up his hand and waved it over to himself to gesture for everyone except for the DJ to follow his lead. Some citizens began gathering around already. His men crowded in front of him in a strict formation, waiting for the composer to begin.

Then the music started.

The base was so loud, it shook the ground. But that's what he wanted. He wanted it so loud, that people would run out of their house to look and see what was happening. Scourge acted fast and commanded his power to ease off it's control on his minions, so that their personalities were no longer robotic and silent, but energetic and playful. Fiona then leaned close to Scourge, and handed over a black cap. Ah, this was part of his costume. He didn't mind wearing it right now. He placed his glasses in his quills and put the cap on. It had holes so his ears could get through.

He saw some smiles on the civilians' faces.

This was gonna be so much fun.

Tails grunted as he yanked his wrench out from the cockpit of his plane. It was just about done, but he couldn't get the darn thing to mend like he wanted. He already finished repairing his plane, but he was making some modifications. He needed to be ready in case Scourge showed up again. He was worried about his big bro, but he couldn't worry too much or else he'd be distracted.

It was quiet ever since Sonic and Shadow left. He didn't hear from GUN or Rouge yet, and Amy and Knuckles had nothing to report. They called occasionally to make sure the little one was alright, but nothing important to tell. Maybe Sonic fought him already? Who knew? It's been more than a few days, and hopping from zone to zone takes a bit of time. Ehh, they'd be fine. He was sure of it.

But it was pretty boring as of late. Not that he wanted anything crazy to happen but-

Was that his phone ringing? Geez, he didn't feel like going all the way upstairs from his workshop to answer it. Screw it, he'd answer it on his wrist watch. He invented it to have the exact same connection as the house phone, so he could answer almost like a cellphone if anyone called the number. The tiny microphones he installed in it were sensitive, so he wouldn't have to hold it up to his mouth to talk. A little beeping jingle resounded from his watch, letting him know there was an upcoming call. Tails pressed the button that was on the side of it to answer, before continuing to try and complete his task.

"Yeah? Hello?" The fox greeted.

"Ah, there you are Tails! Did you watch the news?" It was Amy's voice. Why was she calling at this hour? It was almost night time.

"The news?" Tails stopped everything he was doing and stood up straight. "Why? Is there something happening? Is Scourge back?" He sprinted up the stairs to the ground floor of the house and rushed to living room. He scattered for the remote, until he finally found it underneath a cushion and turned on his TV. He flipped a few channels until he reached the main news channel.

"Just...watch." She uttered quietly. The kitsune did exactly that, with wide, big eyes.

Because on the screen, was an army of people in black gathered around town. Some were on the perimeter of the square, while some were in some kind of formation. Were they-Were they throwing confetti? The music was blasting, and the people of Mobius were cheering and hopping up and down with excitement. But in that crowd, was Scourge. Why? Were those his people? Why, or how did he get so many? Why were they handing out gifts and confetti in the middle of Station Square? Some people were even taking props and doing tricks with them.

The reporters on the scene seemed happy about this, like this was part of some kind of celebration or act.

But he didn't understand, why were they doing this? People didn't recognize Scourge as an adversary, because they saw him posing as Sonic when he was last here. They might have even mistook him for Sonic, if things played out in Shadow's case. Suddenly, Scourge walked away from his group and disappeared. There was a new highlight in the act, which didn't require him to be apart of right now. Then, he saw some female performers walk in to the beat of the music while holding weird looking radios. Those didn't look normal, what were those? They placed them down on the perimeters of the square and got back to their formation. Wow, even Fiona was there. She'd never do something like this, would she? Then again, Scourge might have mind controlled her too.

This was bad. They were obviously planning something. They needed to get those people out of there before it was too late!

"Amy, we gotta get the commander of GUN to evacuate everyone!" Tails exclaimed.

"I know, I know! I already contacted Knuckles and Rouge. Thanks to people recording stuff on their cellphones nowadays, they got word of it instantly. Roueg said they were sending people over there to stop it."

"I'm gonna get in the Tornado and fly over there. I'll meet you then."

"Alright. Be careful! Try not to be seen."

"Right. Same to you." He hung up and rushed back down to his workshop. The commander didn't listen to him last time, but damn it he'd listen to him now! He would make sure of that.

As the next song of the mix played, the people in black suddenly ripped off their black clothing, revealing the costumes they had underneath. They put on the masks, which also complimented their new outfits. It was like they brought Halloween early, it was still late summer! In this part of the performance, Scourge made a return. He still kept his black cap, which matched his costume. A dark, almost black striped uniform shirt with long sleeves and matching shoes. He had a pocket on it, which had some kind of detective insignia on it and a tiny silver badge on it's collar. The people watching assumed he was supposed to be some kind of high school boy detective. Fiona, by orders of Scourge, wore a white veil that covered her face, and a white corset dress that was very low cut. It was accompanied with a pair of white heels, white elbow length gloves and white lace stockings with a visible garterbelt. Talk about subtle. The top didn't help with her breasts either, but that was probably the theme. She was supposed to be his bride. A very, sultry one. Her hair was even prepped up to make her look even more beautiful.

The others wore other themes. Like super heroes, mobsters, doctors or nurses, life sized plushies or mascots, secret agents, clowns and more. They were giving people novelty things like rings and little masks of their own. They even offered to dance with some of them. Everyone was so free and happy. At least, that's what it seemed like. Scourge surely was. As he stood by his truck to watch everything unfold, he smirked to himself. Then, something struck his mind. He secretly crept back in the truck and hopped in to check his monitors. Ah yes, GUN soldiers were coming.

They were already on the news, so it got to their attention fast. Helicopters were starting to hover over, and he could hear some police sirens. Not nearly as alarming as No Zone's sirens. They'd tried to shut them down, but Scourge already prepared for that. In fact, he predicted it would happen right at this moment. Those weird looking radios the girls placed down? It wasn't just to blast more music, they were the spatial stabilizers he modified. He modified them to look like radios, and he also changed their purpose. Instead of sending wavelengths to interfere with gravity, he programmed them to send off wavelengths of chaos energy. That was where Boss, or Fleetway, came in. Scourge's blue eyes shifted to a swirly scarlet, and almost instantly, it connected to the signal of the spatial stabilizers.

It radiated in the air, faint red aura drifting around like a mist. It rose to the skies above, and scattered all over the area. The police and GUN soldiers who came to step in, were suddenly woozy and dizzy. The helicopters stopped, and suddenly went to fly away back to base. The GUN soldiers retreated back in their vehicles and drove away. It was like they were never here. The citizens didn't even notice that they arrived or left.

He checked the cameras, and saw that GUN didn't make another move yet. Good, now it was time to bring out the big guns. Scourge's eyes turned red again, making the crew members who stood by on guard duty flinch and move. They dispersed and ran away from the square. They were gone, but nobody in the crowd noticed. They were too distracted. They went to their trucks and got more of the weird looking radios. They scattered and moved farther away from Station Square. Some even had to drive away. They planted the radios everywhere in hidden places, setting them up so that Scourge would have control over everything. They'd stand by their locations to make sure no one would tamper with them, but now it was time to move on to the next part of the plan.

At the corner of his eye out the truck's window, he saw one of his men on the roof of a house, setting up a stabilizer.

Everything was going according to plan.

"Even now you're still not listening!? Are you for real!?" Knuckles shouted. Amy scolded him and tried to make him sit back down so he wouldn't cause a scene. They were all sitting in the GUN commander's office, sitting at his table. Tails just had his hands on his head, shaking it with a scowl on his face. This dude was a moron. How the hell did he get into power? Even Rouge just glared at the old man with squinted shadowed eyes. What more proof did he need to see that something was going to happen?

Tails sighed heavily and mentally prayed for his own mental health. "Sir, I will explain again." He said with rising anger. He stood up and pointed to the large flat screen at the end of the room, that broadcasted the performance going down at the square. He pointed directly at Scourge, who was leaning against his truck. "This, is the person I was talking about before. The anti-Sonic. Remember, the one who's a huge threat that could cause the very end of the world if we don't do something!?" His voice increased into a yell at the very end. "Don't you think it's weird that he has at least a thousand people there? Isn't it a bit strange that your men came back immediately after you dispatched them to shut them down not too long ago?"

Rouge leaned over and whispered a few things. "I met the kid before, and the fox's not lying. He's a problem. A big problem. I think it'd be wise if you listen to the youngsters for a change." She crossed her legs as she sat on his desk with pursed lips. "If you don't want us all to die, that is. They know more than you, why not take it seriously?" She spoke sarcastically. The commander didn't look pleased with anyone's tone right now, but he still wouldn't budge. He just shook his head and closed his wrinkled eyes.

"I will admit that this is a bit unorthodox, but that shouldn't call for a national emergency. They're performers who didn't legally request a city performance. So he looks like your hero, so does agent Shadow. Agent Shadow was a problem as well, and now he's not. What should I be so fearful of? Why do I need to call for an evacuation? For street dancers who give out candy and toys?" The man questioned curtly. "I am so sick of you children wasting my men and my time."

Knuckles snarled. "You-!" Before he could get anything out, he watched Tails move from the screen and slam his hands on the table. His namesakes swished behind him erratically, he was very annoyed.

"Okay. Fine then." The boy hissed, making everyone in the room flinch at his tone. "I hate to do this, I really do, but I guess we don't have a choice." He growled viciously. "Since you don't believe us, it's okay. Then we'll watch. We'll sit here, and watch together, the fatal mistake you've wrought onto the city." He pulled out a chair and sat down with his legs crossed and his hands folded. With angry and persistent eyes, he stared daggers into the human man. "You want to risk the lives of everyone in town, because you don't feel like wasting any more time or men. Basically, you just wanna give excuses not to help us, because my big brother does a better job at saving the world than you."

Knuckles, Amy and Rouge all had their eyes wide in shock at the preteen's tone. How heinous! To think the hero of Mobius' little brother had such a sharp tongue. Knuckles was impressed most of all. The boy grew up, and acted just like Sonic would in this instance. He took control of the situation, and didn't back down. He'd have to praise him for his words later. The human however, did not like that at all. He slowly rose from his chair and seethed.

"You little urchin." He spat. "You think you've got everything figured out? How foolish and immature." He walked around from his desk and marched right over to the fox. He reached down and grasped him by the scruff of his chest fur. He held him up a little above the chair and looked him dead in the eyes. That was the last straw for Knuckles, and he went to charge at him, but Amy was still holding him back. Rouge hopped off the desk and ran to pull the commander away, but he wouldn't budge. Tails, just continued to glare back at him with defiance. "You annoying pests have no idea what you're even talking about! I don't have time to waste on any of you! You dare walk in my office and speak to me like some kind of inferior?! I-"

"-Then why don't you make all of us, including the people in town, leave then!? You'd actually be doing your damn job!"

"Watch your tongue you spoiled brat!" The human yelled.

"Not until you've done what I asked!" Tails screamed right back.

"Wait, guys stop!" Amy shouted, trying to get their attention. It worked on the commander, who whipped his head at her. Tails took this chance to get out of the hold by kicking the old man's face away. With a grunt, he dropped the fox, who landed on his feet gracefully. Knuckles walked over and asked if he was alright, Tails just nodded. The old human was then yanked back by Rouge, who looked pissed by his actions. She pulled him back to his desk and shoved him into his chair, before taking her heel and slamming it down onto his leg to keep him still. He howled in pain, and did what she wanted.

Amy gestured for everyone to look at the screen again, and watch what was happening. The group looked like they were wrapping it up. Everyone involved in the group suddenly got into their positions and took bags of confetti from the ground. This part was, odd. They were all in sync, like they were one system. Even the ones who stood by got into it and took some bags of confetti as well. Then, Tails saw it. Something was off. They all shot their hands up to throw red confetti. And soon, red mist started to spread as they were doing it. Was that chaos energy? Why was he able to see it?

Scourge slowly raised his hands, and everyone but him slowly crouched to the ground. But unlike everyone else, he wasn't looking at the crowd. He was looking directly from the screen at them. The news reporter's camera, he was looking at that. The very one that was broadcasting to the HQ. It was like he was staring right at them.

He knew where they were, and he knew what they were trying to do.

The citizens cheered for them all.

"Ahaha!" Scourge laughed and took a few steps away from his crew. He looked at the encouraging crowd and began pacing towards them. "You want more?" He asked loudly. His response was overjoyed screaming of fans. He chuckled to himself. Oh this was so much fun. They should do this more often. He walked away and returned to his crew. Oh they'd give them another show alright. He looked at his people, giving them certain glances. They knew exactly what to do. Then, he glanced at the DJ, he stared back and nodded.

The music picked up again with an upbeat start. The people waved their hands up and started moving themselves. More people joined from all the commotion, and soon the entire town was here. Some of his men protruded from their assigned posts and held up gold coated toy guns. They were pretty big, and they looked similar to machine guns. But they were obvious props, so not everyone was alarmed. Some people were a little fearful at the sight of them, until they pulled their triggers. They shot even more confetti and made a loud popping noise. Some shot out silly string or slides of paper that said 'BANG'. Ah, they really were toys!

Some of the black trucks they had parked were suddenly driving a little closer to the area. Then, more of his men piled out of them. The ones who set up the stabilizers had returned in their costumes to join them. Some climbed up and danced on the cars, while some got on roofs and threw down candy from there. The group moved into oddly specific positions.

Scourge leered. This was their chance once again! They continued to shoot and throw more and more wonderful red confetti. That red mist became more visible, like a red smoke bomb. Soon, it didn't just spread to the city. It reached farther, and Scourge could feel it's essence expand more and more until it reached other cities. He felt the souls and hearts of any living thing the red mist touched. The citizens thought it was all just part of the act.

And...Then...

...The Moebians who held the toy guns...

They aimed.

They aimed right at the crowd.

And pulled the secondary triggers they had installed on their guns.

Those guns didn't shoot out confetti, or silly string.

...

The people no longer screamed in cheers, they screamed in horror.

They shot bullets.

At least two dozen people were now dead on the ground. Blood was pooling at their feet. People were crying, screaming, hollering in anger, yelling for help on their phones. Some of them already tried leaving, but they couldn't move for some reason. Scourge was no longer smiling, but his crew still was. He took his cap off his head and crossed his arms while still holding it. He snapped his fingers, and Fiona ran from his side to their car. She put in the necessary commands on his laptop to activate their last gimmick.

Suddenly, all the street lights were off. Electricity in every house was down. Phone reception was no longer available, and neither was internet. The DJ was no longer playing, there was no music. Soon, all of Station Square was out of power. Everything was pitch black, The people started to panic even more, whimpering and hollering for help. The darkness consumed everyone, until they were all met with red. All the street lights were back on, but were now shining red lights. It wasn't just the mist anymore. The entire city was scarlet red. Not only that, but only TV satellites and cameras were still working. They were selectively still on with electricity. How was that even possible?

Fiona handed over the wireless microphone to Scourge. With a red glint of his eyes, everyone who was crying or screaming shut their lips. They couldn't move and they couldn't speak or shout. Scourge then placed the microphone near his lips, while the DJ turned up the volume on the speakers. Members of his crew ripped cameras away from news reporters and pin pointed it on him. Some of them used their own phones to record live to everyone all over the world.

Everyone would see this.

Everyone would hear this.

The green hedgehog began speaking. "Citizens of Mobius prime," He said. He then cackled and reached his hand up to the heavens before yelling, "Are you not entertained!?" He took a few steps closer to the Mobians. "This is my gift to all of you! I already gave you my welcome the first time I came here, looking like your famous blue hero. I return to you, and I had my crew perform for you!" He glanced at one of the cameras and got a little closer. "I'm bringing Halloween a little early this year, and I'm ready to fuckin' party!" He exclaimed with a tightened fist. "On a more serious note," He held up his index finger. "Let's get one thing straight. I am not, I repeat, not, Sonic The Hedgehog." He shook his head. "Nope nope. Not him. If you're colorblind, I see why you'd mistake me for him. But if you're just fuckin' stupid, lemme give you a quick simple fact. I'm green, he's blue, 'nuff said. Let's not repeat the Shadow incident, alright people? Alright." He paced around some more, looking around at his crew before talking again. "You're probably wondering who I am and why I'm here. I'm Scourge, and this is my lovely family." He held up an open palm at his people who were now standing still. "We're here to do one thing. And that, is to paint this town red."

The Mobians were shaking, they wanted so badly to run away but they still couldn't.

"Now don't worry! We're not gonna be the only ones havin' fun, I'm gonna let all of you join in too!" His eyes were red, swirling. "I now ask you all to join in on this killing game. It'll be like that one movie, where any kind of crime is legal. You can dress up like us, do whatever you want. All ya gotta do is survive, that's the only rule." He chuckled, his shoulders shaking from his snickering. "We won't stay for long. Maybe a week, maybe less. In that time, survive. It'll be fun! It'll be like hide and seek, for keeps. So lock your doors and windows, hide your kids and your wives. Grab a weapon, board everything up. Stock up on food, water, whatever you need. You can try to kill us if you want to, but I doubt that'll happen." Without looking behind himself, he snapped his fingers at his crew. They all scurried to their cars and got in while Scourge moon walked backwards to his own. "With that, I bid you all ado! Go out there and start killin'!" He opened the truck's door and got ready to head in, until he poked his head out and said one last thing. "Oh and, don't bother getting police or military. Authority's no longer a factor here, and they'll be killed on sight. Have fun!" He grinned before shutting the door.

All the trucks that were parked here started up and began revving up. Scourge's physical control on the citizens ceased, and they were out of his hold. However, they weren't out of his control. They no longer had just fear or panic weighing their minds. They were angry, mad, psychotic with rage. Wrath, was the only thing they needed to worry about. While some of them ran out of the way of the trucks, others didn't because they were either too terrified to move, or they were too busy attacking each other. The trucks honked their horns, and pummeled into them. The unlucky ones, were ran over and trampled by the train of vehicles. The DJ just continued to stand by and play his music.

But the ones who survived, were trying to kill each other.

Everyone in Station Square were now slaves to malice.

They were participants in a killing game, an all out brawl for survival of the fittest.

Tails had dropped to his knees with his mouth hung open. His eyes were clouded with a painful feeling of hopelessness. Amy had her hands held up to her mouth, silently crying with trembling legs. Rouge looked, lost and lifeless. Knuckles' mouth was opening and closing, but he didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. Finally, the commander, his face held that of pure devastation.

Sonic's world, Mobius...

...It was near the brink of self-destruction.

Everything, was unadulterated anarchy.

True chaos.

END - 16

EDIT: Sigh...so...this chapter was actually finished a month ago. I um, just never got the time to proof read it and get rid of things I didn't like. I know what you're all thinking: "Hey. Where the fuck were you?" Well, I have no excuse. All I can say is that I've been trying to work out the whole college thing, you know how that is. But other than that, I was just lazy and had a really bad case of writer's block. And artist's block. And well, every thing else's block. My whole creative mojo just went out of the window. I couldn't tell you why, I wasn't necessarily depressed. I just, didn't feel like getting to my creative juices for a while. In any case, I'm feeling a little bit more inspired, so I'm gonna try my hardest to get the next chapter out to you guys sooner. I am sorry for the delay. I seem to keep doing that, and I never have any good excuse. So again, I'm sorry for the long wait. Please don't forget to review. (Everything else from here on out was already written and proof-read.)

I've been a little too soft on this story. But that was intentional.

I want everyone to know that anything that happens from here on out, won't be for the faint of heart. I write very horrible subjects such as murder or extreme violence. If you're a loyal reader of mine, then you already know this, and you know I don't show mercy. I don't see too many Sonic stories with subjects as heavy as mine. Or rather, I don't see too many Sonic stories with heavy subjects that are written in graphic detail. Well, if you don't like them or can't handle them, I suggest you stop reading now and move onto something else. Scourge won't pull any punches and neither will I.

Also, please don't forget to review. They're important, and I read every single one of them.

Also, Scourge totally isn't dressed like a Danganronpa character, I swear. (Cough, cough, references.)

Anyway, bonus time. There's only one for this chapter, though.

1. Scourge is excellent with computers and is a hacker. Sonic only knows how to use a basic PC.