31 - The Dark One Returns

Zone cops wearing special uniforms of medical or tool-like insignias stamped on their back, were rushing into the battlefield through the city with cars and mimitate trucks loaded with equipment, medicine and tools. They were notified by Colonel Zector to grab as many doctors and engineers as they could spare, and get to the war zone. They spread out in even groups, and were careful not to be seen or spotted. One group rushed to the base, while the other went to the battle field to tend to soldiers or take bodies away. Some cops were carrying barricades, so they could shield themselves while they tended to those who were wounded. Around one hundred doctors and engineers showed up, and went right to work.

Around the same time Zector showed up on the field, Colonel Zespio finally woke up from the explosion of his jet in the base. He saw absolute chaos and havoc around his 'bed' that was comprised of lumps of pillows or sheets. Nurses were running amok, running in and out with bodies or...limbs. Zespio blinked in terror. Men were lost? That's never really happened before. Not for a long time. He could hear from inside the small outpost, that Zector was yelling and shouting orders. The commotion was even louder outside. How much did he miss? Wasn't Commamder Zonic here a second ago? Didn't he tell Zector to wait in the waters until further notice?

He tried getting up, but a male nurse just so happened to walk over and push him back down. They asked several questions: Are you okay? Are you in any pain? Can you see clearly? Can you hear my voice clearly? Do any of your limbs feel numb? Are your vocal cords shot? Is your pulse beating at an appropriate rate? Do you taste blood in your mouth? Zespio replied 'no' to all of these questions, saying he actually felt great. The nurse pointed out that right before the commander saved him, the explosion did some damage to his cranium. They did the best they could to heal him, but apparently they did a rather good job since he felt okay. He wasn't even bleeding anymore, and there were no signs of a concussion. Both he and the nurse assumed he was just lucky. Even more lucky that the commander was there to rescue him.

The nurse then put him up to speed with what was currently happening since get he was knocked out. Apparently, the Commander was actually Sonic Prime in disguise, and the fake Sonic Prime was actually the commander the whole time. They had a plan to trick Scourge to avoid Sonic Prime being captured, but it failed rather early in order to stop him from pulling another trick. The commander was then kidnapped and taken as a hostage, driving away in a truck near the shore. Sonic Prime And Shadow Prime went after him, while Colonel Zector for some reason came back to the battle field with assistance. Unfortunately, Scourge had pulled another clever, but nasty trick on them all. Not only did he destroy their helmets, but he hypnotized everyone into thinking they were mercifully fighting the enemy, while in reality, they were actually killing their own men.

They lost hundreds of soldiers already.

They had lost...So many, in such a short amount of time. It's, it's only been some hours since the war started, how-Why...Zespio was distraught to say the least. And he felt like he failed his lieutenant general. If he hadn't foolishly stayed in that plane, or if he had noticed the aircrafts were rigged with bombs ahead of time, he wouldn't have been knocked out. He would have been useful. Well no more. Absolutely no more of this bloodshed! He refused to let anyone else die! Both the commander and Zepsio were the only ones allowed to make the order to launch the missiles from HQ, their giant building sized weapon. If they want to play with fire, he'll happily supply the gasoline. The chameleon ordered for the nurse to allow him to get up out of bed. He stood straight up without trouble, and ordered for everyone to get as many soldiers as they could and do the best they can to heal them all. He declared that he'd head out to join back in the battle, and help Zector end it on their leader's behalf.

Zespio fixed up his uniform, ripped off the bandage from his horned head and marched outside the base.

Once he walked out, he was given a new helmet. One that couldn't be easily manipulated, or destroyed from exposure to that strange power. He was curious as to how they managed to create the helmets in such a short amount of time with the modifications, but the engineers giving out helmets explained that Warden Zobotnik miraculously woke up and angrily started to edit spare supplies of helmets once he was told what happened in the battle field. Nearly anyone who was still alive was given a new helmet. They gave him a gun, mentioning that being merciful wouldn't work out too well anymore. They said while Zonic would hate that they took the lives of others, they said Zector ordered for people to merely shoot a limb or two in order to stop their enemy. However, he also ordered to kill if, and only if, they had no choice.

He was also told that some planes were hastily repaired, while some were ridden of their explosives just before they blew up. Since Scourge placed random timers on all the bombs, they had to be extremely careful. Thankfully, the bombs all weren't due to blow anytime soon, so they were able to take them all out and put them in a secure location or just simply defuse them. Zespio's plane was unfortunately too damaged to save, but a fellow soldier saluted him and happily gave up his bird for him to fly. The chameleon thanked the soldier, before promising to bring it back in one piece. He ran off through the shriveling and dying grass, running to one of the planes the engineers had just finished working on. Thanks to the barricades being put up, he didn't have to worry about dodging stray bullets from cross fire as much. He hopped in without a second thought, and started up the engine. It purred beautifully, and it was ready to fly.

He adjusted his helmet, and pushed his fingers on the side of it as he grabbed hold of the controls to activate his transmitter.

"Soldiers of No Zone," He announced. "This is Colonel Zespio. Forgive me for my absence. Don't despair yet, this is far from over!"

He was right. This fight, was far from over. And it was far too soon to tell who was 'winning' or not.

This may have been war, but this isn't the end.

His head was splitting.

He couldn't see, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't even think. His eyes-They were burning into his skull...! His throat was drying up like sandpaper, why couldn't he use his body correctly!? That swelling dark pit that sat beneath his heart, it was getting colder. It wasn't a little chilly, it was freezing like a glacier. It hurt, it was consuming him. It devoured anything it could touch, and he couldn't stop it. He tried thinking of positive things, like Shadow, but that just made it worse for some reason. He didn't understand, he loved Shadow. Why wasn't it working?

...

...Was it because he was angry with him? No, he couldn't let that argument control him like this! Okay okay, think about Zonic-No..! All he felt was fear. Just, fear and paranoia. He feared if he would be okay, he was paranoid if Zonic was still sane after being trapped with Scourge.

Fine! Think about Tails. Yes Tails. Tails was okay! He was breathing! Everyone at home was okay, waiting for them to-But the world...Wait, the world was on fire. The world was dying, Mobius was destroyed. So even if his friends were alive, everyone else was...No. No...NO! He refused! He refused to think so negatively! That wasn't him! That wasn't who he was! Why should he give a shit about things he couldn't control? He hated fate! He hated destiny! And he'd be damned if he let anyone try and use his fears and anger to their advantage! No. Push back, push it all away! He'd never become a monster again. Never again! He was here, he was still here!

"Still fighting me, Blue?"

That voice could only belong to one leech in this cursed world. Sonic was holding his hands to his head, gripping his fur tightly so he could still feel pain in the real world. So he wouldn't let his mind get taken by his control. He could feel that his eyes were turning red, his control was penetrating him. Scourge stood in front of him as Sonic knelt on the ground, painfully moaning while clenching his eyelids in a weakened death glare. The green hedgehog put his hands on his hips and sighed, his bright red swirling eyes glowing throughout the now dark teetering ship. Any means of light in this ship was destroyed minutes ago after the boat rocked a couple times. "I-I won't let you..." He hissed. "I'll never let you take me over again! Fuck you!" He spat.

"Blue, you still refuse to understand me." Scourge dropped his smirk and stepped in front of the blue doppleganger. He got down on one of his knees as well, and offered him a hand. "In the end, I don't want you to be some slave of mine. I want you to be willing. I don't want you to keep fighting me like this."

"Stop messing with me, damn it. Just stop it! Stop screwing with my head!"

With irritation, Scourge rolled his eyes. "I'm not. I'm just trying to-"

"I don't care! SHUT UP!" Sonic cried as he took one of his hands and threw his fist at the other. It was weak, but it still landed on it's intended target. Scourge didn't even move, he just took the hit to his cheek. Not expecting him to just take the punch, the hero's stubborn nature started to fade. The anti-double tilted his head and placed his hand on top of Sonic's fist. He gently pushed it down and rose his own to gently grasp his chin. He tilted his muzzle upwards and rubbed his thumb against his bottom peach lip.

"I know you don't care. No one did. That's why I'm still so fucked up. No one listens until it's too late. So I guess I can't be too mad at you," The anti hedgehog then glided his palm to the side of Sonic's muzzle, dragging the back of his fingers against his cheek affectionately and ever so softly. "But since you won't listen to me, then I can't accept your request to just 'stop'. You already had your chance to save me Blue, and you missed it. So instead," He trailed off as he leaned closer. Sonic couldn't move away, he wanted to, but his body was frozen. He couldn't move his feet, he couldn't blink, he couldn't look away. He was trapped in his eyes. No matter how many times he yelled to himself to get up and run, he couldn't. The darkness in his heart was engulfing his organ system, through his nerves, through his veins. It was spreading like a cancer, and he could no longer control it. Scourge released that leash he had on his power, and it was taking him over. "I love you, Blue." He whispered before pressing his mouth against his peach lips. "And I'll love you, until absolute oblivion. That's why you have to do this for me," He pulled Sonic closer to deepen the kiss.

He couldn't move, he couldn't move, he couldn't move-!

"Become Dark Sonic..."

No! I don't want to hurt anyone! Not again, I don't want to be a monster again...! No! Please, stop! STOP!

"...And help me end this war, by killing anyone in my way."

He couldn't stop thinking, he couldn't stop listening, he couldn't-

It was too late.

Once again, he had him.

Where was he?

Was this a dream?

All he could hear was that bastard's voice..!

"Hey step daddy," He could hear his disembodied voice with its smug tone. "Remember all those zone cops that went missing?" He teased. "And I know you remember your precious assistant lieutenant general Zhadow."

All he could see next, was not darkness, but a vision. His men, men and women of several diverse species far and wide, some from other worlds. He sent some of them to anti-Möbius to investigate, and hadn't heard from them since. He even sent his own right hand man, his lover, Zhadow. There they were, all in their uniforms with their medals, marching across the grounds of Moebius. He of course was taking lead, calmly giving orders in his helmet transmitter to his men. Like always, he looked so cool, his uniform perfectly polished and groomed. The perfect general for any army. Zonic talked a big game but, Zhadow was the true hero. They were patrolling through the dark ghettos of the anti-world, a neighborhood that Zonic recognized all too well.

This was the same neighborhood that was only a few blocks away from the castle. One more turn and they'd be in that barren greenfield that led up to the royal structure. Supposedly where Sonic prime escaped from his kidnapping, only to be captured by Scourge himself once again. Yes, this was that very place. Zhadow stopped, and told his men to spread out evenly and to be on high alert. Ah, his favorite soldiers were there. The sheep, the lion, all of them. Back when they were still alive. They saluted and nodded, going off in separate directions with different small groups of cops. Zhadow stood there alone, watching his men move. The second they were gone, he traveled a little further in the direction of the castle that towered above them all in the distance.

He heard footsteps, and his guard was up immediately. Zhadow swiftly turned around while aiming one of their state of the art, modified pistols from No Zone Corp. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, yelling, "Halt. This area is currently being patrolled by No Zone personnel. It is off limits to civilians. If you are a survivor of The Tragedy, I will happily escort you back to-" He stopped mid sentence, as his mouth hung open. His aim faltered, and even lowered slowly. He then began to smirk, and put down the weapon at his side. He reached to the back of his helmet and allowed pressurized air to push out from underneath, pulling it off of his cranium to reveal his face.

The black and red striped hedgehog commander continued to make a small grin, and put his helmet in his arm at his side. He watched the stranger coming towards him cease their movements once they were close enough, and matched his movements. He took off his helmet as well and dropped it, revealing a blue hedgehog with dark green eyes. He could never forget a face as flawless as his. His little rookie had grown up so much, he was proud. But most of all, his attraction for him grew tenfold. He remembered it like it was yesterday, the way he used to give him attitude and refuse his advice as a higher up. He disciplined him well, and trained him into a better soldier. No, a warrior. He was his student, but eventually, he became his lover.

And God damn was he stunning.

He may have been younger than him, but he didn't care. Not at all. The way he walked towards him like that, with that uniform filled to the brim with medals on his chest that he rightfully earned with his help. That aloof expression, that stoic persona. Something he took on over time during his training, and he loved it all the same. He figured that was just him trying to be like his teacher, but now he could confidently say that this was his true identity. The result of being truly mature. Again, he loved this. "So you followed me all the way here? Couldn't stay away for long, huh? You should know better rookie," He lowered his eyes at his blue partner suggestively. "When I give you orders, I expect you to follow them obediently. Unless of course, I need to give you another punishment for acting rebellious?"

He only showed this playful side to him, and only him.

Seeing as how his coy nature didn't receive a response from the younger hedgehog, the elder commander sighed and closed his eyes. "Look, I know you didn't want me to do this. I understand your concern for me, but I already told you feeling like that was meaningless. You've no need to worry for me at all, I promised you I'd return." He opened them back up and looked to the side. "I won't let anything stop me from returning to you, and that's a lesson you still refuse to learn, even after all these years."

The blue hedgehog, who still refused to say a word, only took one more step closer until he was face to face with his teacher. The second the elder tried to turn his head, the younger seized the side of his face and forcefully turned his attention back to him. Their eyes met, and the elder could sense a fierce, intense emotion flaming inside of his green eyes. It seemed almost ominous, and he wasn't even smiling or making a side smirk. He seemed completely serious.

And he loved that.

He loved it when he played hard to get, and he loved it even more when he acted rough with him. His little rookie was one hell of a tease, that was for sure. He just grinned and chuckled. "Putting your hands on your superiors? I could have you detained for this, you know." Before he could make another comment, his rookie pulled him in closer, to place his lips upon his. The elder wasn't even phased. He just took him by the waist and held him, consummating their mouths and their tongues together without a care for anything. They didn't care if they were caught by other soldiers, they didn't care if enemies dropped in to try and kill them, they didn't care if the already barren anti-world imploded in on itself right then and there. It was just them now, the two of them alone in this very moment, together. He loved him so much, and he loved him back in return. The ebony furred hedgehog disconnected their kiss with a small amount of spit splitting from their mouths. "As much as I would love to throw you on this disease written concrete and ravish you until you fell unconscious, we've both got a job to do. And yours requires for you to be in No Zone, protecting HQ and keeping watch over the realities. Not here with me."

Suddenly, the younger pulled one of his hands towards his back. He planted his hand near his tail, urging for him to grab him there. He wanted to be groped that badly? He wanted to do it here, and now of all places at the worst time? He may have been a young adult just walking from the lines of his teenager years, but he was never this adamant on getting plowed. The kid had hormones, but he knew better than to act on them all the time. "...Fuck me."

...What?

The older lieutenant general blinked with a slow and silent pause. Did he really just say that? That really wasn't like him at all.

"Fuck me. Please, I need you." The younger gripped the side of his uniform and leaned his body against him. He ended up planting his face in the nook of his neck, wrapping his arms around him tightly. "I need you inside of me, I need you to hurt me..." He whispered to him. While it was true that they may have, experimented, in certain things that were quite masochistic, the kid was never this forward about it. His rookie, it seemed like he was under some kind of spell. What was going on here? "Filling me up, touching me all over, spilling everywhere all over my body~" He began to chuckle.

"...Something's wrong with you." The higher up concluded, gently taking his hands away from his body. "I think you need to return to HQ, Zonic. You're intoxicated. At least, that's the only inference I can make based on your behavior as of now." The blue hedgehog, like a zombie, mindlessly raised his arms and placed his palms on the sides of his older lieutenant general's face. "What are you..!?"

"I love you so much, Zhadow~" He made a drunken smile, his eyes clouded with something he couldn't make out or describe. "I'll take your cock every night if I have to. Just to make you happy-"

"The hell..!? Get off!" Zhadow growled as he gripped the blue one's wrists, struggling to pull him off. What in the..? Why was he suddenly so strong? Zonic was never a match for him in the physical department. He was squeezing his hands on his face, giggling and sneering like some villain.

He tilted his head childishly. "Awww? You don't want me now? I thought you liked to paddle me and spank me, like the naughty boy I am. I keep disobeying your orders, I'm such a bad boy~ I need to be punished, I need you to hit me, to fuck me into submission. Don't you want that? Huuuuh?"

"Damn you Zonic, get the fuck off of me! Or else I'll be forced to-"

"What?" Zonic's voice, was no longer present. Someone else's replaced it. It was raspier, slightly deeper, and more malicious. The person wearing his lover's face, it most definitely wasn't his rookie. The person he thought he knew and loved, was nothing but a fake. Their phony green eyes, became bright red, and small scars began to decorate themselves all over his face and body. His eyelids darkened, as if he hadn't slept in years. "I don't get what the issue is, step daddy Zhadow," 'Step daddy'? There was only one inmate he knew of who called him such a name. But it couldn't be..! He dropped off the face of the universe, he had disappeared. He made his way back here, but how? When? Why didn't they detect him? Why couldn't they find him, after all this time? Why was he here!? "I thought you liked seeing your inmates submissive. You sure like it when step daddy Zonic does it, and I've been experienced in the whole 'drop the soap' thing. I'm not a virgin, in both ways. You can have me all you want~"

"..! You..!"

"Heh. You sound like a fuckin' anime character, dude. Surprised to see me?" He dropped his hold on Zhadow's face, and watched with a dark smile as the black hedgehog backed away quickly. "You sure kissed the shit outta me. I'm not that bad, right? A little inexperienced with you maybe, cause I'm not used to kissin' guys all that much. Not consensually anyway. Can't say I didn't enjoy myself though..." The impostor licked his lips slowly, and put it between his fingers. "I wouldn't mind tossin' your salad either, if you're up for that."

That disgusting rat. He didn't know how or why he was able to make himself look like Zonic so well after his mutation, but this little game of his has gone far enough. He needed to be put down, immediately. With a grunt, Zhadow clenched and cracked his knuckles at his sides, his gauntlets sparking with power. The impostor rose a brow and whistled.

"Nice threads. I should study them some time. The new uniforms are pretty spiffy, gotta admit."

Zhadow readied his body to fight. "I am done being toyed by you. Your death will bring joy to all those of your world, and mine."

"Yeah...Though, it's a shame with all your cool little fancy equipment-" In a flash, the faker was gone. With widening eyes, Zhadow tried to turn around, as he felt his presence appear just then. But he just wasn't fast enough.

Because the moment he did turn around, the barrel of No Zone steel was met with his forehead.

"-You're still no match for me."

He pulled the trigger.

Scourge's red glinting eyes faded back to ice cold blue, and his appearance returned to normal. With one hand in his jacket pocket, he leaned down and picked up the now unconscious black hedgehog over his shoulder. He just made him think he got shot in the head, when in reality, he didn't do anything to him. He mind fucked this guy good, he was out cold. Probably not dead, but just on the brink. Now let's see, what could he do with this little asshole? Ah, he could just shove him under the bed next to Miles.

He was sure Dark Sonic wouldn't mind if they had some more company in his torture room.

He was the one who killed him.

He was the one who shot him.

He was the one who put his love in a coma.

He did it.

He did it all.

Him.

Him.

Him.

That green, evil abomination of hell.

He. Did. It. All.

...Ha, it was funny.

Zonic was positive Overseers weren't supposed to be able to use chaos energy, but the rage, sorrow, guilt and regret he was feeling inside of him right now, surely felt like it.

He'd love to use it, but first he needed to do something extremely important.

He had to wake up.

"Damn you, wake up!"

Shadow exclaimed before putting his mouth back over the lieutenant general's. He puffed oxygen into his mouth and down his throat a few times, before taking his lips away and taking both of his hands to push against his chest. After a while, Shadow had previously pulled open Zonic's uniform top to reveal his healthy peach abdomen. They were both drenched in water, and his eyes were closed. He wasn't breathing, meaning he had drowned unconsciously before he could reach him in the ocean. Though he was quick in retrieving him and pulling him from the water, it didn't matter. He was still too late.

As he pressed his palms on his chest a couple of times, he watched his face for a reaction. After a brief amount of silence, a faint amount of gurgling was heard. Water was rising up from his lungs. With hope sparking in his red eyes, Shadow tried pushing a few more times before stopping and grasping Zonic's face to help him sit up. Instantly, the commander squeezed his eyelids tightly, and began to cough and hack. Salt water spat from his mouth, and it dripped from out of his nose. Shadow pulled his upper body upwards, and patted his back so he could cough everything out. The blue hedgehog hunched and puked over more water. His eyes were bloodshot, and he could barely breathe. "Breathe, commander." Shadow advised softly.

Zonic was straining, having some difficulty getting in oxygen after being sat up, but he eventually managed to pant and inhale a little better. Shadow could tell from the way his irises were, that he was dizzy and lightheaded. Then, Zonic weakly turned his head to look Shadow in the eyes. He was laid against his torso, his head laying against his fluffy chest fur. "...Zhadow..?" He murmured. He even smiled a little. "You're.." He steadily reached up, laying his hand against Shadow's muzzle. "...Thank goodness..." He rambled.

"..? Commander, you're delusional. Probably from lack of oxygen. Commander Zhadow is still in a coma-!" He was cut off by a full-blown kiss from yours truly. They were soft, and tasted similar to Sonic's. With a shocked expression, Shadow quickly but gently pulled his head away from the kiss. "Please, control yourself. I am not Zhadow. Faker would be pissed if he found out you did that."

Zonic frowned, blinking slowly and repeating the crude nick name. "Faker..?"

"Sonic prime. Don't you remember?" He asked, cradling his lover's twin against him.

"Sonic prime..." He repeated again. "Prime, Sonic..."

Was he hearing another voice?

Of course you remember him. He's the one we tasked your bloodline to look after. You care for him immensely, don't you?

You both do. I am helping you break out of this madness the anti-Sonic spiraled you down to, but my power can only help but so much, as I am not at full strength.

You need to wake up, Overseer. You need to assist your champion.

Listen to my voice, and wake up.

The rest, will be up to you.

"Huh?" Zonic's eyes snapped open, clear and fully awakened. His forest shaded eyes blinked several times, darting back and forth before settling down on Shadow's red ones. What was he just doing? What happened? He slapped his hand to his own muzzle, trying to fully get his brain back online to function. Okay, he got knocked out by Scourge, and then he was for some reason in the water drowning. Shadow prime took him out and onto the beach, then performed CPR successfully. And then he- Oh. Oh God no. With a small amount of redness spread onto his cheeks, Zonic covered his face shamefully with a groan. He just kissed his twin's boyfriend. Not on the cheek, not on the side of the mouth, fully on the lips. Oh man, he was such a damn screw up. He was gonna kill him!

With lowered eyes, Shadow just gave a long hard stare at the commander. "I assume you're fully awake, now."

"I-I..." Zonic stuttered uncharacteristically. "S..Shadow prime, I beg you for your forgiveness." He scrambled out of Shadow's hold and wobbled onto his knees to try and get up. When he tried standing up on his own again, Shadow grasped his forearm and tried to give some support.

"Commander, you're still weak-"

"I am fine, please do not touch me."

"You need help-"

Zonic automatically refused while adverting his eyes away. "I will get back up on my own, please refrain from making any physical contact with me what so ever in the next forty eight hours."

Shadow squinted his eyes harshly. "Forty-eight hours? The hell?"

"This is the end of this conversation, Shadow prime."

Wow, this guy was that desperate to save face? "I understand you're embarrassed, but I'm not going to let you-" Before he could finish what he was saying, Zonic whipped his head at him with an enraged expression, demanding for him to piss off.

"I believe I said that this was the end of this damn conversation. Remove your hand from my arm at once."

"Commander Zonic-"

He began to hiss. "Off. This instant. NOW."

Shadow gave up and let go of Zonic's arm. He just sighed and rolled his eyes while crossing his arms. He saw that even with an unstable balance, Zonic managed to get back up on his own. Now both standing up side by side, Zonic looked down at his torso to see that his uniform was unbuttoned. Probably to assist him in giving CPR. Along with a heavy exhale, the commander blushed as he calmly began to fasten his uniform back to the way it was before. He glanced to the side to see the ultimate life form watching him, making him flinch. Noticing this, Shadow scowled sheepishly and looked away. God this was awkward. "I, had to do something." He said rather meekly.

"I understand. I am grateful. Thank you. For, saving me." Zonic still refused to look him in the eye. "We, should never tell Sonic Prime about this."

"Yeah...Probbaly for the best that he doesn't know."

The other nodded. "Indeed."

Wait a second.

Zonic narrowed his eyes as he finished fixing his uniform. Where the hell was Sonic Prime? He brushed his embarrassment to the side and faced Shadow. "Shadow Prime, where is Sonic Prime?"

With a more angrier scowl, Shadow clenched his teeth. "I was forced to leave him to deal with our green adversary. Faker has a fear of large bodies of water, and he cannot swim. I had to leave him alone in order to save you."

Oh damn it all. "I honestly wish you had let me drown to death." Zonic whispered in horror.

"I didn't want to leave him, believe me. But we didn't have a choice, we couldn't let you die!"

Zonic stepped over and grasped Shadow's shoulders to shake him strongly. What happened to not wanting to be touched for forty eight hours? Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? "My death is minimal compared to the consequences that will unfold if Sonic Prime falls victim to that psychopath!"

"What are you saying?" Shadow furrowed his brows.

"Shadow Prime, understand that Sonic Prime is-"

"-Right the fuck here!" Scourge announced proudly.

Wincing at the arrival of their most hated shared enemy, Shadow and Zonic slowly rose their heads and turned around to glance at two hedgehogs who were just a few yards away on the beach. Just as they turned to look away from the scenery of the ocean, a gigantic explosion rumbled the earth from below. Almost all of the ships, one by one, were exploding and sinking into the waters. Debris and rubbish floated or sunk along with the falling metal boats, bubbles rising to the surface to pop. All of that equipment, so much money just thrown down the drain. The Warden was going to rip off his mustache out once he found out about this. Since they were somewhat close to the destruction, a few pieces flew by them and landed hard onto the white sand beside their shoes. Shadow grit his teeth, he was so sick of this cat-and-mouse game they were playing. He just wanted to fight him and kick his ass already! Why did he keep running-

He had Sonic.

The other hedgehog with him, the other hedgehog with him was-

"...No." Zonic growled angrily. This was what he was afraid of, he didn't need this happening right now! If he was under Scourge's control, things could get even worse. He did study about this form, as he was ordered to by veteran officers, but he never actually dealt with one of Sonic prime's forms before. He's never even see the super form before. Not to mention, they were powerless against him like this. At the sight of Dark Sonic, Shadow's anger could no longer be quelled. He was done, he had to kill this bastard once and for all! How dare he brainwash him, turning into this disgusting form again? Using him like some toy soldier. "Damn him," Zonic cursed.

Scourge put a hand beside his mouth to laugh triumphantly like a pompous monarch, tossing his head back as he cackled with a 'ho ho ho!' He eyed Shadow particularly with a sneer and continued to giggle to himself as his navy blue- furred mind controlled lover stood beside him without emotion. Negative and repulsive energy flowed from his body in an awful aura, his quills raised and his lime green eyes now nearly transparent. He was staring at nothing, as if he wasn't even present in the world as of now. The green hedgehog placed his hand on his peach shoulder, causing Shadow to pop a vein from his head. "See, look. They just kissed, and even agreed to hide it right behind your back! How gutless." He instigated. "Are you gonna let Stripes get away with that? Even after you made sweet looooove~?" As he spoke, emotion began to spill in Dark Sonic's expression. His empty face became wrathful, his now fanged teeth clenching and his arms rattling against his sides. His fur ruffled up, his ear flattening back as his eyes completely disappeared and glowed white. His anger was becoming so strong, the ground below them all rumbled even stronger than the tremors from the previously exploding ships.

Shadow could not only see but feel the evident anger colored all over his lover's face. He never saw him that angry before, not ever. Not even when he was hypnotized last time. But this time, no, he looked so much worse. So much more monstrous. So hellish, so vicious and horrifyingly intimidating. He wondered to himself, was this how he looked when he was once a slave for Black Doom? When he was a slave to his own rage? To his own screwed up memories tailored to revenge? Scourge was telling Sonic to be angry, this wasn't really him.

But, what if a part of it was?

What if the real Sonic deep down, was actually reacting to seeing him kiss the commander, and was truly livid? To this, Shadow knew he had a lot of apologizing to do later. However, now wasn't the time to feel guilty. They had to stop him no matter what, both of them. Even if, they were reluctant to fight against Sonic, they had to do something!

"Hey baby," Scourge began to seduce the other, slithering his arm from behind and grabbing his backside just like last time. As he groped him, he whispered, "Remember that~? Mnn, I know you missed me touching you there." He leaned closer against his ear, rubbing his fingers up and down from behind him. Dark Sonic's rage induced expression dimmed once he was touched, looking away bashfully and blushing with a small moan. He was then grasped by the arms and dipped backwards, Scourge holding him securely as he moved downwards to shove his mouth onto his to share a rough kiss. As they connected their mouths, Scourge enjoyed himself immensely, but kissing wasn't the only thing that was occurring. "Mmmnn..." As his tongue swirled inside of Sonic's mouth, he broke the kiss slowly. Saliva fell from their lips, but it wasn't just spit, it was a dark, almost black energy being dissolved down his lover's throat. Scourge smirked, and glared at Shadow as he licked his lips.

"You..." Shadow growled as red aura instantly inflamed his entire body. "Fucking son of a bitch-!"

"Shadow prime, don't!" Zonic seized his shoulder to hold him back from moving. They could not fight against them, those two as a team would be deadly to go up against.

Scourge let Dark Sonic go, who stumbled back and nearly fell. He coughed and hacked, making strangling and choking noises as he threw his hands to his neck. He fell to his knees, scratching at his throat and making red marks. That stuff he put in his mouth, it acted as poison. Red glowing static surged around him, and then glinted through his white eyes. He was fully Scourge's, now. Soon, his struggles to breathe came to a stop. He steadily stood up, his face now completely drained of any glimpses of the true Sonic. The anti-twin just shrugged. "I mean ya'll kissed, so it's only fair we do too. You brought it on yourselves."

With hopelessness flooding his ruby red eyes, Shadow grimaced as he watched his lover become the trump card of the green bastard's army.

He was gone.

END - 31

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