Warning: Full on lemon.

37 - Release

"Z-Zha...Zha..."

He couldn't even say his name, his tears wouldn't stop pouring from his eyes. He covered his mouth as the black hedgehog sat up in his hospital bed. He hadn't moved his bones in so long. Zonic's legs were frail, he couldn't stand anymore. No, he refused to fall on his knees again. He couldn't tear his eyes away from him, he couldn't be weak in front of him now. Not now. Violently trembling with sniffles and sobs, Zonic steadily rose his ungloved hand towards him. "Zha...dow..." He dropped his hand and planted his face onto his lower body. He cried his eyes out, holding onto the hedgehog's legs that were covered underneath the sheets of the hospital bed. His head was nestled into his lap, his hands gripping both the blankets and his limbs to remind himself that he really was alive.

As his cries were muffled from the blankets, the first lieutenant general smiled and raised a formerly numb hand onto the blue hedgehog's head. He rubbed his fingers through his fur, feeling him, comforting him. "I don't think," He had to clear his throat, as he hadn't used his voice in a while. It was hoarse, but he didn't pass up this chance to speak to his one and only. "I don't think I've ever seen you this emotional before. I might never will again." His now warm hand continued to smooth his head. "But I hope you're only crying because you're happy," His smile deepened on his tan muzzle "I know I am." Zonic couldn't respond back, as his sobs were occupying his voice. "Let me see your face, Zonic."

The blue hedgehog shook his head, mumbling into the sheets. "Y-You can't...See me this way." He sniffled as he lifted his head, but didn't uncover his face. "A leader s-shouldn't be-" Another weep. "-Weak like this."

Zhadow disagreed. "Emotions only become weaknesses when you let them."

He watched Zonic rub his eyes with the back of his hands, letting out any lingering sobs building up in his throat. After he wiped his eyes and uncovered his face, he revealed himself to his superior. "..." He said nothing, only gazing into his red irises.

"Just like always, you look amazing."

With furrowed brows and red painting his muzzle, he darted his eyes away quickly. "You," He tried to speak, frowning as he tried to keep a straight face even after crying for nearly twenty minutes straight. "You've been out for practically a month. The doctors had no idea if or when you'd ever wake up. You've been on life support this entire time, feeding you through tubes down your throat."

Zhadow grunted in pain as he shifted movement. "Trust me, I can tell."

"Don't!" Zonic's sudden outburst caused his superior to flinch. "S...Sorry. But, please don't move. Let me fetch a doctor to get the tubes out of you, they're probably very painful. You've been immobile for a while, no doubt your legs are numb. Your stomach's probably aching for real food, your memories might be a bit unstable-Oh Chaos..." He turned to the side while covering his mouth. "Your mental state could have been effected severely, I should probably get Zouge-"

"Zonic."

"Y-Yes?"

"I'm fine." Zhadow deadpanned. "I definitely feel like I'm forgetting some things, but all I need to remember is my job and most importantly, you."

With obvious concern laced in his voice, Zonic pressed on. "And your legs?"

"They're numb alright, but that's nothing physical therapy can't help."

Zonic got a little closer. "Your stomach?"

"I could use a decent meal, but not right now. Look," His superior gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm not going anywhere, alright? Go get a doctor."

The blue hedgehog refused, shaking his head stubbornly. "No," He said. "I don't want to leave you, I can't leave you now." His hand turned into a fist, with him anxiously gnawing one of his knuckles while staring down at the sheets. "What if, what if you pass out? What if you fall unconscious again? What if-" A peck onto the side of his muzzle caught him in mid-sentence to shut his mouth instantly. His face painted itself a deep crimson red as his heart fluttered against his chest. His stomach became bottomless, insects zipping and flying inside as his body became heated. "..!" He felt like a young teenager all over again. With embarrassment, Zonic quickly turned around with his back facing Zhadow as he bashfully covered his face. "..."

A low chuckle could be heard from the black hedgehog. "I would have kissed you in the mouth, but I'd rather brush my teeth first."

"..."

"Are you going to get a doctor now?"

Zonic slowly shook his head. Instead, he pressed his fingers against his collar to activate his hidden transmitter. "...10-66, room 304, one doctor and two nurses-"

Zhadow tried to stop him from getting any unnecessary staff, he was sure plenty of people were busy right now. "Zonic, one nurse is enough. I'll probably just need a wheelchair to get around for now until I can make my legs move again-"

"Scratch that, three doctors and five nurses-"

"Zonic, stop."

Shadow was roughly slammed against the wall, being uncomfortably held up by his chest fur. The grip was so strong, he was nearly choking him. His head had struck against the wall so hard, he was surprised he wasn't bleeding. He certainly felt a headache come along, though. But this was okay, he deserved this. Sonic was no longer completely present, Dark Sonic was standing by him. His physical power was ten times as much as his own, and he could feel that both the spirit and Sonic were working simultaneously. They weren't fighting for control, and that was both a good thing and a bad thing. Sonic did as Shadow requested and worked in harmony with his dark form, but there'd be no way of getting out of this situation without getting hurt.

The ultimate life form ignored the pain, giving the dark hedgehog as much sincerity and passion as he could muster in his gaze alone. Sure, this wasn't completely Sonic, but he had the majority of control since he and Dark were working together. So as of now, he was still looking at his lover for the most part. "Sonic," Shadow somehow managed to speak in this difficult position. "It's okay," He reassured him softly. "Hit me. Hurt me as much as you want. I can-" He grunted in pain as the hold on his neck tightened. "I-I can take it." Even as he started to clench one eye shut from the pain, he tried smiling at him. "L...Let out all of your frustration on me from now on, so you won't ever-" He gagged, his eyes nearly rolling back from unconsciousness. "E-Ever...Have to go through...this...again..."

The entire time, Shadow never reached up to try and pull Dark Sonic's hands away. He never tried to kick him off or scratch at his wrists to pry his hands off. He didn't fight this, he let it happen. The ultimate life form who nearly destroyed Mobius twice, nearly killed Sonic and his friends, who nearly became a dark overlord over a demonic alien race, was allowing himself to be completely vulnerable to one person in particular. Only one person was allowed to see Shadow at his weakest, only one person was allowed to fight and bruise Shadow, only one person was allowed to destroy him in his most vulnerable state without a fight. And that person was Sonic, and Sonic alone. He was the only being in the entire universe who could ever see him this way, who could ever exploit him in such a violent way. Shadow cared too much for Sonic, he'd do anything for him. He'd die for him without question, he'd destroy anyone or anything for his sake with guns blazing.

And even as he strangled Shadow against the wall, he could feel every single shred of emotion going through him right now.

He felt all of this.

Dark Sonic suddenly dropped Shadow onto the floor, turning his back towards him and hiding his face with one gloved hand. Shadow fell onto the floor, wheezing and gasping. He nearly passed out. As for Dark Sonic, he started pacing around in a circle. No, no this wasn't right. Why did Shadow feel like this? Why was he so willing to die for him, just that easily? He could feel it. Shadow was willing to die for him, kill for him, love for him, do anything for him. He loved him so much that he figured letting Sonic release his aggression onto him was a good thing. But...

"I just wanna see you smile because of me. Laugh because of me. Hate because of me. Kill because of me. Love for me! Do everything for me!"

"...I'm insane, and I'm so fucked up that I think rape is the best way of showing someone how much you love them!"

That's...

...Exactly what he would say, isn't it?

"No..." Sonic murmured to himself, his voice shaky. "N-No..." He was turning into him. He was turning into him. He couldn't do that. He refused to do that! That wasn't love, this wasn't love at all. This was abuse, this was torment, this was agony. Emotionally degrading and humiliating agony. Scourge wanted nothing more than to do the same to Sonic. Why would he ever think about doing something so awful to someone he loved? Just to get his own anger out? That was selfish, and that was shameful. No, he was ashamed of himself for even considering putting his hands on Shadow. This wasn't a fight of equals or rivals, this wasn't some petty argument, this was abuse. He was hurting someone at their lowest, and that was a coward's path. "I can't do it." He whispered while wiping his thumb under his eye to pluck away a single lingering tear.

After regaining his breath, Shadow sat on the floor and laid against the wall. "Wh...What?"

"I said I can't do it." He didn't want to look at him. "I love you, I can't hurt you like this."

Shadow narrowed his eyes. "I don't understand-"

"Of course you don't fucking understand!" Sonic shouted, a shock wave instantly quaking the apartment. "Letting me hurt you isn't love, love isn't supposed to hurt. Not like this." He walked away from him, returning to the bed to sit down and cover his face with both hands. His negative aura was shrouding the entire room, turning everything into a pale color. The wooden floor began to rot, paint began chipping from the walls. Shadow remembered that a divine spirit at full power could change the very environment of their world easily. That dark aura here was slowly but surely destroying this room.

The ultimate life form realized that he only made matters worse, and he wasn't doing Sonic any favors at all. It seemed as if he still didn't truly understand how love worked. He thought Sonic hurting him would be a good thing, but perhaps not. "I'm sorry," He said as he rubbed his fingers around his throat. There were some bruises, but they'd heal eventually. He was the one who pushed Sonic into doing it anyway. "I only made things worse for you."

Dark Sonic shook his head with a growl. "Stop apologizing. You're just pissing me off even more." One of his now hazy deep green eyes glared at him from in between his fingers. "If it makes you feel any better, I still wanna punch the shit out of you." He then lowered his gaze before closing his eyelids. "But I can't. I just...can't." He inhaled sharply and reached his hands up to his head, gripping his fur in frustration. Shadow cautiously walked over to sit beside him, and placed his hand onto his shoulder. "I'm so pissed and sad, and I don't know what to do. I've accepted Dark, but I still can't get rid of these stupid emotions." He gripped the sides of his head even tighter, threatening to pull his fur out. "Even with all of this power, I still can't do anything to let it out. If I do," His eyes became glossy as they opened again. "I just end up hurting the people around me. And that's why I hate using Dark, because all I do is cause pain out of my selfish satisfaction. I become a monster. This is why I'm afraid of myself!" He lifted his head and turned to Shadow with small tears dripping from his face. "Are you happy now?"

Shadow took in his words carefully, gazing at his intense expression with sympathy and guilt. He took his hand off of his shoulder and slowly looked away to stare at the wall in front of them. "Even though you're the one who put bruises on my neck, I'm still the one who hurt you." Shadow made a small laugh. "Ironic." He said. "If this is how you get while using Dark's powers, I don't even want to imagine what it would be like if you were possessed by that demon Scourge stole from you." He scowled, his expression wrinkling from his furrowed brows and his frown. "I don't know what to do myself. I can never help you, I only keep making things harder for you. I thought after talking with Zonic, I finally understood what this love concept is. And yet I still seem to lack knowledge and basic common sense." He ran his hand over his muzzle and sighed. "Why did I think pain would make things better for you? I still have that barbaric way of thinking from my past, and it won't go away." He turned to Dark Sonic and quickly seized his wrists. The navy blue hedgehog flinched at the sudden hold, but didn't move away. Shadow's voice became desperate, pleading. "I just want to help you, I just want to make you happy. But all I do is make you miserable, why...?" He asked himself. He swiftly pulled him into a tight embrace, his black furred arms wrapped around him completely as he hid his face in the crook of his neck. "I hate seeing you upset." He whispered against him. "I hate seeing you like this, especially when I'm the cause of it. That's why I wanted you to hit me, because I'm angry at myself, too. I'm supposed to treat you like you're a rarity-No, you are a rarity."

Sonic was frozen in shock at his words. He had never heard Shadow sound so emotional before. He didn't feel any tears drop on him, but it almost sounded like he was crying.

"You're everything to me, I swear it. I'm sorry," Shadow whispered. "I'm so sorry. Forgive me, please." He pleaded. "Please, Sonic."

"Shadow..." He embraced him back, his arms closing themselves around his torso. Even after Shadow poured his heart out to him, Sonic couldn't help but feel as if it was his own fault. They both wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for Scourge, but Scourge wouldn't even exist if it wasn't for their blood line. He cursed himself for this. Their world was destroyed, their friends got hurt, Zonic's world was destroyed, his people were killed, and after all of this he still got to live. He failed everyone he loved, and yet he was still allowed to breathe. That wasn't fair, that wasn't fair at all. Dark Sonic closed his eyes sadly, his fingers running through Shadow's onyx fur. He was still upset, and now Shadow was upset. He really didn't know what to...

No.

He knew what to do.

He took his arms from around him to break the embrace, and rose his hands towards Shadow's face. He caressed his muzzle, tilting his head and leaning closer to connect their lips. Without hesitation, Shadow kissed back immediately. While continuing the kiss, Shadow unclipped his rings and pulled off his gloves. The heavy metal rings fell to the floor along with his gloves, and the dark hero's pair joined them. For a brief moment, they broke the kiss and took off their shoes. After doing so, Dark Sonic shoved Shadow down onto the bed and moved to get on top of him and straddle him. They both shared a long gaze, their eyes filled with adoration.

Words didn't need to be said, they could feel what each other was thinking through their wave length.

They needed this, they needed to let go of everything. Sadly, this was the only way they could do it, but they had to. Sonic leaned down and continued the kiss, closing his eyes and allowing Shadow to touch him. He groped his arse like usual, a tingling sensation crawling up the dark hero's spine. He moaned lowly into the kiss, sticking his tongue into his mouth as they became more rough in their movements. Shadow swatted his hand against his bottom before squeezing his fingers into him. The navy colored hedgehog broke the kiss to release another moan, but dove back in for more. As their tongues rolled and pressed against each other, the Sonic began to grind his hips into the ultimate life form's. He could feel the biohog grow hard beneath him, and his own arousal was growing and unsheathing from the small amount of satisfying friction.

Dark Sonic broke the kiss once again, and began to move his body. While still on top of Shadow, he turned his figure around to face his crotch. His bottom was facing the ebony hedgehog, and Shadow licked his lips hungrily. He placed both bare hands onto his backside and opened his mouth. Meanwhile, Dark was rubbing his fingers against the growing erection in between Shadow's legs. The more he rubbed, the bigger it got, and the more Shadow groaned under his breath. Soon, it stood up tall and hardened considerably. He stuck out his tongue and slithered it against the base. As he did this, he flinched at the feeling of something wet pressing against his own unsheathed length. But not only that, the elder hedgehog was beginning to circle the tips of his fingers around his entrance. Dark Sonic opened his mouth more and took in some of his length into his throat. Both of his palms wrapped around it, rubbing up and down as he moved his lips around it.

Shadow mimicked the same actions, taking Sonic into his mouth. The male on top moved his hips, slowly rocking them into his wet cavern more. As he shook his butt against his face, sucked against Shadow's member. He took more inches of his length down his throat, saliva and precum dripping down his skin as he took him in even deeper. Another slap struck against his bottom, causing him to rumble a moan against his shaft. He felt Shadow slip the dark one's member from his mouth, pressing his bottom closer to his face as he licked against something else. Dark's stiffened, feeling his tongue rub against his hole. Trying to keep up with him, he pressed his lips against Shadow's pelvis, taking all of him in at once. It felt like the tip of his head touched the back of his throat. He gagged, but didn't stop. He moved his hands quicker, squeezing a bit tighter to create better friction on his erection. He could feel Shadow's sexual growls become louder underneath him.

The ultimate life form pushed his tongue against his entrance, pressing it inside of him. As saliva coated him, Shadow gently pushed his finger inside. Dark Sonic pulled the elder's length from out of his mouth, releasing a loud moan as he pressed both his tongue and his finger inside of him. "A-Ah," He panted, his body overheating with lust as he began to sweat. The cheeks of his arse were smacked once again, and he couldn't help but squeeze his fingers against the bed sheets. "Ahh..." He sucked in a breath, biting his lip as he inserted a second finger that was covered in saliva. "Mmmn," He tried not to mewl like a girl. They didn't have lube on them at the moment, this was kind of out of the blue. He was glad Shadow was prepping him, but Sonic didn't even care. He wanted him to screw him against the mattress. He spread his legs and sat up a bit, his bottom still directly in his face. Sonic rubbed one hand against Shadow's shaft while lowering the other arm towards his own throbbing member.

He touched both himself and Shadow as the other added another finger after a few minutes. That was three, now. He was stretching him, his muscles retracting from his digits. This was enough to make him cum, but he didn't want to do that just yet. He made a whiny moan, wanting something other than his tongue and fingers inside of him. He let go of the striped hedgehog's member and his own, moving his legs to get himself from off of his face. He turned his body back around, facing him directly with his bottom now hovering over his length. He steadily lowered himself onto his member, feeling him penetrate his entrance and push into his body. He made a lengthy moan while Shadow hissed and clenched his eyes shut. "Shit...!" Sonic felt incredibly tight after all of that preparation, and he wasn't sure why. In fact, he thought he'd be hurting him but he wasn't.

Sonic smirked as he pushed himself lower gradually. "Sorry. It's the spirit's power," He groaned while rolling his eyes back from the feeling of his girth. "Nmm...You're technically having sex with a God, you know?" Normally, Sonic would be in some pain even after being fingered, but being in this form helped cut through a lot of that. He only felt slight pain, mostly pleasure. He began rocking his hips onto his pelvis almost immediately, watching Shadow's disgruntled expressions at his extreme tightness. "It, might be a bit much for you-Ah..." His back arched a little, his legs widening apart more as his muscles began to relax. "Fuck, yes." He swore blissfully. He felt Shadow abruptly thrust against him, making Dark yelp. "A-Ah!" He could feel Shadow thrust again this time, not waiting for him to recover. Shadow wasn't going to let that power stop him from ravishing his body. This was just another challenge he had no problem overcoming. He was being rough, and Sonic loved it. "Yes..." He moaned as he thrusted again. His pace quickened shortly afterwards, his waist being gripped as Shadow sat up for more leverage. "Don't hold back," Sonic panted. "Give me everything you've got, let me take it-Nmm! Ahh..." He worked simultaneously with the ebony hedgehog, his ass rocking onto his member roughly.

Shadow clenched his teeth, his fingers stabbing into his hips as he moved harder into him. The legs of the bed thumped against the floor forcefully, Dark Sonic's head dipped backwards as he felt his erection strike with harsher thrusts inside of him. "I don't care what you are," Shadow growled. "You will never be too strong for me." He leaned closer against Sonic's torso, pressing kisses on his abdomen while thrusting firmly. "I understand now, this form of yours," He grazed his sharp teeth and his lips onto his abdomen, threatening to place a hickey. "When you're like this, you like it rough. Really rough." He felt Sonic place his hands on his shoulders to hold on, moaning loudly as he slammed his lap into his arse. "How provocative of you, faker."

"T-This form makes me act that way-Ahh!" He gasped loudly. "Damn..." He touched himself as he rode Shadow, still holding onto him with one hand on his shoulder blade. He leaned close and shared a brief hot kiss with the ultimate life form, their tongues wrestling and shoving. Once it ended, Dark Sonic begged him to take him in another position. "Put me on the wall, put me on the wall..." He repeated in a moan. Shadow slowed his thrusts, and dropped his hold from his hips. He pulled him closer and wrapped his arms around his waist to lift him up while standing from the bed. Still inside of him, he carried him to the wall beside the bed. Suddenly, navy aura surrounded Sonic's body and his quills began flowing in the air. He was levitating himself so Shadow didn't have to hold him up against the wall. Dark Sonic spread his legs apart and taunted Shadow by wagging his finger at him.

The elder could only chuckle to himself, he was still so cocky. Without hesitation Shadow thrusted strongly, with the dark hero inhaling and moaning sharply. Shadow placed a hand on the wall next to his head, leaning against it for leverage as he continued to pump in and out of him ruthlessly. "Take it," He grunted. "Take all of it." He dived down into his neck, placing small bites and nips onto his skin. Dark closed his legs against Shadow, pushing him closer by shoving his feet in his back. Sonic just wanted more and more, he was so greedy. The biohog would gladly accommodate, though. He pressed bruising kisses onto him before sucking his lips into his throat. He made some red marks, an obvious hicky appearing. He realized he wasn't regenerating it since it technically counted as a wound, but he figured the younger one wanted it to show on his body for now.

Dark Sonic nearly screamed from how hard he drove into him against this wall. It was going to crack at this point, they could destroy Zonic's apartment very easily. With Shadow's inhibitor rings gone and a literal deity losing control of his emotions thanks to lust alone, that was a definite possibility. "Ohh fuck-!" He cried, yanking his fingers into the back of Shadow's head as he continued to rub himself. He was going deeper, he was brushing against his prostate. He was so close, he was going to cum. The striped one moved downwards to his chest, sticking out his tongue and smothering it against his peaking nipples. "S-Shadow," He moaned his name desperately. "I t-trust-" He mewled, his legs twitching as he nearly came from the next series of thrusts. "I trust you, and you do make me hap-Ah! Shiiit..." He turned away as his face colored in red. "You do make me happy, but-Mmngh," He panted as Shadow came closer and closer to his sweet spot. "Aah...But you need to trust me, too-Aahh..!"

He needed to trust him too?

...

Shadow understood.

He was so afraid of Sonic hating him for giving him so much grief, he thought pain would be his only way through redemption. But he needed to understand that Sonic would never stoop that low with him, even if he was angry with him. He needed to trust that Sonic wouldn't seek out vengeance for his anger against someone he loved, because he just wasn't that kind of person. He truly couldn't hate anyone for the life of him. He was too good for that, and Shadow needed to respect him for that.

The ultimate life form got higher on his body, returning to his neck. He stuck out his tongue once more, dragging it along his collar bone. His hips slammed against him even harder, and Dark Sonic's power was reacting to his roughness each time. Cracks grew and developed onto the wall, piece of the material falling on the floor beneath them. "So close, right there...I'm so close..." Dark Sonic moaned pleadingly. "Ahh...Ah...Mmhm, right there, right there...!" Shadow smushed his tongue onto the middle of his throat, and sucked against his weak point mercilessly. "Oh God-! Yes!" His tossed his head back against the wall, his body thrusting into the elder as his spine curled with his legs raising upwards. Shadow sank his teeth into the side of his neck, shoving his fingers into the wall so hard, he made indentations. The younger's insides were squeezing his member in retaliation. Shadow released himself inside of Sonic completely, while the dark hero's essence shot up and splashed against their abdomens.

A strange noise invaded the ultimate life form's ear drums, and the walls and floors underneath them quaked. The windows shattered, glass being tossed everywhere.

A blinding light took over his vision for a short second, before slowly fading away.

Ahahaha...

Yes, you'll be perfect for my host, Project Shadow.

Perfect for the legacy of our race.

That voice again...

Slowly, Shadow opened his eyes to see Sonic in his normal state. His fur returned to it's cobalt blue, and the negative aura surrounding them was gone. He was shivering against both the wall and him fiercely, his eyes clenched tightly while panting heavily. Was he-Was he crying? He was holding onto Shadow securely, his arms locked around his body and his head resting onto his shoulder. His neck had two badly bruised marks, with one of them bleeding. He had pierced his skin with his teeth on that one, biting him like a savage feral animal. Wow, why did he do that? And why did Sonic like it? He hoped he wasn't crying because of the bite. Shadow was panting too, but used the last of his strength to take the hero into his arms and carry him back to the bed. He gently laid him down, before climbing into bed with him to hold him close. He pulled the covers over them, and pressed Sonic close to his body. He leaned over to lick the wound on his neck, trying to help it close.

Sonic sniffed and nuzzled his face against his chest fur as he did this. Shadow lifted his tongue away from his neck, watching the wound slowly close. He rested his head against Sonic's onto the pillow and rubbed his back. "I hope you're not crying because of the bite. I don't know what got over me."

The hero shook his head slowly. "'Wasn't you, I'm just...glad I got that all out..."

"I see," The semi-immortal hedgehog replied softly. "I heard that voice."

"Again?" Sonic rose a brow while wiping his eyes. "What did it say? I hadn't heard it since our super forms disappeared."

"Something, strange, I still couldn't really understand it." He exhaled and closed his eyes. "Enough about me, what was that all about?"

"What?"

Shadow opened an eye at him. "There was a weird noise, the windows shattered and the building was falling apart." He sat up for a second to look over at the mess, only to see that the windows were fixed, the wall was clean of any marks, and the floors were no longer rotted. It was as if nothing ever happened. "Now everything looks fine."

Sonic slowly opened his mouth, but without words. As if he wasn't sure how to explain himself. "Oh, that. Um," He made a sheepish smile. "I kinda got out of hand with my powers and my emotions, and then the sex was really good so...I dunno why everything got fixed when I reverted though. Hmm," He narrowed his eyes curiously. "'No idea."

The ultimate life form stared at him with some concern as he laid back down. "And do you feel okay now?"

Sonic nodded. "Yeah. It felt so good," He smiled a little. "I was crying 'cause of that, too."

Shadow opened both of his eyes and blinked. "Oh." He smirked. "That good, huh?"

"Mmhm." The blue one blushed as he rubbed his fingers through his white fur. "I got's a question," He trailed off while drawing circles onto his chest. "How come you started bragging to Scourge about how good I was in bed?" He asked innocently while gazing at him with his now beautiful bright lime irises.

Needless to say, Shadow was totally caught off guard by that question. "I-Err," He did kind of throw his personal business out there just to taunt him. Okay, looking back on it now, maaaybe he shouldn't have said all of that. "I just, wanted to piss him off." He darted his eyes around as Sonic started to slowly grin. "He kept telling me what he'd do to you once he got his hands on you throughout the entire war and it, well it ticked me off. So I gave him a taste of his own medicine."

"Shads, you talkin' shit almost got us killed."

"Look," He looked Sonic in the eye. "You're mine, and I have no problem boasting about us to anyone if they try to take you away from me." He scowled. "Bastard's lucky we unfused, I would have decimated him-"

"Wooow, you're gonna be one of those types now?"

Shadow was taken aback. "The hell does that mean?"

"One of those douchebag tough guys who always sticks up for his girl whenever someone makes the slightest indication that they're interested in her."

The ultimate life form squinted his eyes sharply. "So I'm a douchebag now because of your psychopathic stalker? And you're a woman?"

Sonic stifled a chuckle. "It was an example, silly. I'm just sayin', you're super possessive. I mean, you nearly murdered that one guy in the clothes store when I was in the changing rooms during the festival-"

"That son of a bitch deserved to be punted into the sun for taking pictures of you!" He exclaimed aggressively, making Sonic snicker even more. "I have every damn right to be possessive, I'm the only one who should have you." He retorted defensively. "Not Scourge, and not anyone else in any other reality, or planet or whatever else. Only me."

The blue kissed his nose playfully, but Shadow didn't find this very funny. "See? There you go again."

"What the hell are you on about?"

"Nothing~ Nothing at all..."

"Faker, I swear to God-"

A peach finger rested against his tan lips. "Shh." He said with a lazy, sleepy smile. "Let's just go to sleep, okay?" He closed his heavy eyelids and nuzzled himself against Shadow's chest fur once again. " 'm tired." He mumbled before quickly falling into slumber. His soft snores caused warmth to grow in Shadow's chest. He was glad he made him smile and laugh by the end of such a tragic day. As said before, they both needed this. He made a small smile at this, closing his eyes just as well and pressing a small kiss onto his forehead. After a while, he too felt himself fall unconscious into a deep relaxing sleep.

It wasn't so much that he was possessive, he was greedy and stingy. He wanted Sonic, he loved him and he didn't want anyone else to have him. After all, he was the only one who truly needed him, right?

The two hedgehogs slept together in bed, smiling in their sleep.

Scourge lifted the cell phone from his face, and let it disintegrate into bright red embers of chaos.

They had sex again, great. Scourge was once again able to see what they were doing with his abilities thanks to Fleetway. He squeezed out the little bit of energy he had left to spy on them, and now he was as dried out as a an old raisin. He felt like tearing his eye balls out of his sockets. Still, he couldn't be that angry about it at this point. Blue already lost his virginity a while ago, and he was a young adult. People around their twenties fucked like rabbits, he wasn't surprised that he'd pull Stripes in for more. He didn't give a shit about all that emotional crap, he was still scathed by the fact that Shadow fucked him again. Sure he understood what Blue and Stripes' problems were with each other, and it was cute that they settled it out, but Scourge couldn't help but be colored green with envy. Literally. Stripes not only got to fuck Sonic, he fucked a deity too. Well, technically. It was so fucking unfair. That should have been him doing that, with Sonic screaming his name by the end of it.

He was so tired, so weak and sleepy. But here he was, sitting in a shitty bed with a single light bulb above him. Apparently this room was built especially for him. A special cell that Zonic had Zobotnik engineered for little 'ol him. He felt special. Apparently it was a room built several miles below No Zone prison, near the core of their planet. It was very hot on the outside, but pretty balanced and neutral inside. There was a special elevator that was built to endure the extreme heat and pressure of the planet's earth. Next was a metal door, and a small room inside. There room was divided in half. An interrogation room on one side, and a cell on the other. Scourge was currently locked up in the cell part of the room, sitting on a cot bed. The door was locked with a special code, and it seemed impenetrable. The walls and floors were metallic, but other than that, this cell didn't look too special. Nothing he couldn't bust out of.

Well, that what it seemed like. In reality, the walls, door and floors were not simple metal. They were made of the same type of material used in those control gauntlets, so it was actually draining his energy every second he attempted to take a breath in this room. It was making him very tired and very weak. Made sense as to why they didn't even bother keeping cuffs on him, this room was doing the job of restraining him for them. His mattress was lumpy without sheets, and the pillow was flat. Couldn't bitch about it too much though, he was a prisoner, not a guest. They threw him down here hours ago, it was probably midnight now. They'd probably question him tomorrow about his plans, and he had no problem telling them, if the morons could understand.

Pfft, they totally wouldn't.

No one ever did until they died.

Scourge yawned and leaned back in his cot. His arms crossed behind his head and his legs comfortably sprawled out. That's when he winced painfully. His stomach was killing him. Not of hunger, no, but of cramps and severe swelling. His hands instantly clutched the bottom of his tattered shirt, holding his abdomen painfully as he sat up. He groaned in agony, gnashing his teeth together. He told them, he warned them not to hurt him there. It felt like he was fucking pregnant, why did they have to hit him there? God, he was going to puke at this rate. If this kept up, his eating disorder would return with a vengeance.

The door to his prison suddenly slammed open, with some No Zone soldiers marching in and shutting and locking it back. Most of them he didn't care for, but he did recognize two faces. A green crocodile, and a purple chameleon. They walked by the interrogation portion of the room, and stepped in front of his iron barred cell. Scourge narrowed his eyes and took his hands away from his stomach. However, he remained hunched over. He raised a brow with a frown. "You're not step daddy," He acknowledged. "Where he at? He's the only pig I plan on talkin' to. Either him or Blue, doesn't matter."

Zector crossed his arms over his chest while Zespio leaned closer to the bars. The crocodile glared a Scourge with great animosity, just like everyone else in the room. "The boss is busy right now, he's none of your concern."

Zespio's glare was just as hateful, but with a calmer demeanor. "You're official interrogation doesn't begin until tomorrow, but we wanted to pay a visit on his behalf, and Sonic prime's."

"We've got our own questions that were allowed to ask, so you're gonna answer them."

"It's only two, shouldn't take too long."

Zector held up a a strange looking energy bar in his hand. "And if you behave, we'll toss you a meal and leave you be."

"Fair enough?" Zepsio asked without much concern.

Scourge tilted his head with unimpressed pursed lips. He clicked his tongue and blew out some air. "I'm already bored and it's only been like, sixty-three seconds of you morons talking." He flagged them off and laid on his back. "Fuck off, I'll wait 'till Zonic or Sonic shows up. You guys are livestock compared to them, and you're mere side characters. You're boring and irrelevant-"

Zector slammed his fists against the bars, his yellow eyes becoming more undomesticated as his pupils shrunk into slits. His ferocious reptilian teeth were bared, sharpened and glinting with the desire to shred flesh. He was a crocodile after all, it was in his nature. "...Zespio?" He asked with an eerily quiet tone, a tone very unlike the once bubbly colonel.

"Yes?"

"It'd be okay if I ate him, right?"

Zespio made a look of interest, his face darkening as he considered the idea of executing Scourge on the spot in the most brutal way possible. Just like all those years ago. He could picture it now: Zector's teeth gnawing on his bones, hearing Scourge's screams to get him away. His torn off bloody tissue splattering against the walls. "As much as I love the idea of that," He turned to his partner with a much calmer expression and patted his forearm. "That's not our purpose for being here right now. We'll get to see him writhe in misery after his trial. So," He turned back to Scourge. "Calm down, let's just get this over with."

The wild instinct in his eyes faded as he realized what he was just considering to do. That, that wasn't like him at all. Zector shook his head quickly and placed hand over his head. "Huh, I don't know what got over me."

Suddenly, Scourge chuckled to himself. "I see, so Fleetway's power can have a long-lasting effect with enough exposure. I'm basically a rotting fruit, the very scent of his energy flowing from my body like a decomposing corpse. You've all been around me too long, and now you're starting to become twisted monsters of your former selves." He giggled louder, earning a growl from Zector. "Holy shit, no wonder Zonic lost his fuckin' marbles with me. Everything I've done to him," He grinned heartlessly. "His boyfriend, step daddy Zhadow's soldiers killing themselves, his world, the war, Sonic...! Being around him and doing all of those things destroyed him beyond repair!" He cackled with glee, slapping his knee. "Aahh~! Even if I die, he'll still be plagued with insanity! And so will all of you! Hahahaha!"

"Enough!" Zepsio yelled. "Silence yourself. We've questions to ask."

The happiness on his face vanished instantly. Scourge rolled his eyes, pouted and sat up while leaning his back against the wall of his cell. "Jesus...Alright, fine. Just make it quick."

Zector took this chance to ask a question first. "After evaluating your repulsive behavior back out in the battle field, we realized you were somehow infatuated with Sonic prime." He narrowed his eyes. "Why is that?"

"Oooh," Scourge smirked. "An actual good question, I'm surprised." He crossed his legs and leaned his hands back on the bare mattress. "Lemme explain with an ambiguous cryptic dialogue that you more than likely will never understand. You might wanna take out a pen and paper for this one." He cleared his throat. "Let's say, I'm a religious man who was taught to believe that all Chaos Born are super bad and nasty. Let's say I met a Chaos Born who was actually the exact opposite of what I was told." His eyes became dream-like, his cheeks lightly rosy as he swooned. "Let's say he was a beautiful angel, who was unaware of his ancestors' dark history. Let's say as a religious man, I was forced to kill him in the name of my faith, but I can't. Because he's so beautiful, so pure, so naive to what he'll eventually become. It was my job to stop him before it was too late, but I failed by falling in love with him. Falling in love with him because of his innocence, and his own selfless desire to heal me of my own demons." His hand clutched at his chest, squeezing against his heart as it began beating quickly. He released a shaky sigh, his legs tightening together with growing heat in between them. "And that, is why I'm hopelessly in love with that big Blue heretic."

Zector and Zespio faced each other with puzzled looks. Heresy? An angel? A religious man? What the hell was this guy on about? Their transmitters automatically recorded this entire conversation, they'd have to ask about it and report this to Zonic later.

"Oh yeah," The green hedgehog snapped out of his daydreaming briefly. "What was that other question you had?"

Zepsio blinked slowly. "Err," He scratched the side of his face. "Why try everything in your power to try and kill the commander this time? Wasn't Sonic prime the one you want to kill before?"

Scourge snickered at their ignorance. "I don't want to kill anybody. I need to kill them both, dumb ass. But Zonic needs to die first before anything. The reason?" He slouched on the cot once again, his back laying on the flattened cushion. "You definitely wouldn't understand, so I'm not gonna waste my breath in answering."

The two high ranking soldiers looked at each other with uncertainty. Those answers only raised even more questions.

Hopefully Zonic got all of that through the transmitters.

END - 37

*Reads every single review.*

Ya'll so nice to me, I love you. It's so cool to see so many people showing their support for the story, but it was even cooler to see all of the people who said they got emotional after seeing Zhadow come back to life. Ya'll so caring and sweet!

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A loyal reviewer named Pamitydesu01 said in an older chapter that Scourge is indeed a bad person, but he was once a person too who went through a lot in his life that shaped him this way.

Scourge is a monster yes, but the reason why he's still a monster is somewhat his own fault.

If you have psychological problems, then get help. If you know for sure you still need it, don't stop halfway through. You'll just reverse all that effort. Ninety percent of the world is fucking shitty and horrible, but not everyone in the world is a shit stain. Though a very small percentage of this exists, there are some good people out there who actually give a shit about you. It may be hard to find, but it isn't impossible. That alone, should drive you to fix yourself so you can't hurt yourself or anyone else ever again. A lot easier said than done, so I understand why a lot of people give up. I mean, I give up all the time myself which is why I still have depression. But others are different, and anybody can be stronger than me.

This is something Scourge and a lot of other people in real life already know, they just refuse to try anymore.