43 - Look What You Made Me Do

"Shadow, let me through."

"Sonic, no. The commander's been exposed to enough chaos energy, he doesn't need to be exposed to any more."

"No, I could heal him. I'm serious!"

"I know you are, I don't question that. But you're still not getting through."

"Shadow-"

"No, Sonic."

"Please!"

"No!"

"Damn it," Sonic sucked his teeth and turned away from his mate. After his argument with Scourge, the green hedgehog just up and disappeared. No one knew where he went, and the building was on lockdown. Shadow was currently standing in front of the door to the hospital room in which Zonic was laying in. There were several doctors inside who were trying to save his life, and Zhadow was inside as well. Zector and Zespio were standing across from the two hedgehogs in the hallway, briefly glancing at each other before looking back at them. They were bickering and arguing with each other for the past half hour, with Sonic begging Shadow to let him in the room so he could interrupt the doctors and heal Zonic himself with some miraculous chaos power.

The ultimate life form would not budge, he didn't want Zonic to be exposed any further. It could damage his brain even more and perhaps be the final straw, killing him. He didn't want Sonic to do that, especially since his emotions were unstable right now. Shadow just sighed at the blue one's annoyed expression. "This is for his own good."

Sonic turned back to him. "No, it's not. I'm trying to tell you-!"

"Sonic for the love of God, stop." He demanded, making Sonic flinch from his tone. "After that little show you and that green prick put on, Zonic instantly had a seizure. His body fought to stay awake while you two kept surging power at each other like a couple of children playing tetherball. He couldn't take it anymore. Now his body's in critical condition, and he could die in the next hour or so."

The hero slowly started to nod. "Oh, so this is my fault." He shrugged. "Okay, I get it. That's what it is."

Shadow groaned and slouched his head against the door behind him. "Chaos-I didn't even say that."

"You didn't have to say it." Sonic growled.

"See this?" Shadow asked. "This is why you can't be in there. Your emotions are highly unstable, you cannot be around him right now. You'd kill him from all of your negative energy."

A vein appeared on Sonic's forehead. "Rage is what awakened Zonic's powers, and it's empowering my own. Aren't you the one who told me to embrace my emotions?"

"I told you not to reject them, yes. I didn't tell you to use them like a flamethrower anytime you felt ticked!"

"Right now, I think I'd rather use them on you!"

"And where would that get you?" Shadow retorted as Sonic paced around. "Kicked out of the HQ for causing a damn disturbance in front of their commander's medical room!"

The hero gripped the side of his head with his hand. "God damn it Shadow, why can't you understand what I'm trying to do? Why can't you trust me!? I begged you to trust me last night, did you forget that?"

"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..!"

A wave of both exhaustion and irritation washed over Shadow. "Yes, I remember that. I'd never forget something like that. But that doesn't excuse your behavior. If you don't calm the fuck down," Perhaps using a harsher tone would get it through Sonic's thick head. "You will kill the commander. Now do you understand?"

After being scolded by yours truly like a small child, Sonic just scoffed and looked off to the side. "...So this is how it feels to be constantly angry at everything. I see why you drink black coffee, Shadow." He casually insulted while crossing his arms over his chest. "Yup, I totally get it. After all, every single one of you...Zonic, Zhadow, Scourge, you've all just been pissing me off one by one."

Shadow was taken aback by his petty behavior. Was he being serious right now? Now really wasn't the time. He'd have to hit even lower so Sonic could get the message and back off. That's when Shadow made a strong inhale, before looking over at Zespio and Zector. "Make sure no one gets in this room, including this moron." He nodded over to Sonic as a gesture, and the two zone cops awkwardly nodded in return. Shadow then moved from the door while snatching and pulling onto Sonic's wrist.

He pulled them to the nearest bathroom, closing and locking the door behind them as he yanked the younger hedgehog in. He then stood in front of it so he couldn't leave, and leaned against it while Sonic just glared at him nearby a stall. That's when the biohog took this time to dig into his ass. "Do you know why you're too toxic to be in the same room as Zonic right now? Not just because of your premature temper, but because of those things in your body."

That made the hero face him with a clearly offended expression. He then tilted his head while tapping his fingers on the stall door. "Oh? You're gonna go there now?"

"Yeah," Shadow shrugged with his harsh expression unchanging. "I am. Let's not forget Zonic's been losing his shit ever since you confronted him. He was terrified not of you or your impulsive anger, but because of those devils that hide inside of you." His voice was not loud, it was a low and forbidding hiss. "He was silenced because of one of your super forms. He nearly lost Zhadow, because of your super forms. He almost died himself, because of one of your super forms. Now he's having a fucking seizure, because of who? Your God damn super forms. Do I need to spell it out for you? Stay. The fuck. Away from him, unless you want him to die!"

Sonic swear he saw red for a second. "I'm sorry, weren't you the same guy ready to kick his fucking ass for lying to me back at his office? Where did all that rage go?"

Shadow narrowed his eyes at him. "I could ask you the same, faker. We both know our anger against the commander is no longer justified considering his arm was twisted. No, more like ripped off. He had no choice but to lie to you, and you know that. If not, he and the others in this facility could have been slaughtered. And why? Because of your super forms!"

The hero grit his teeth. "Just say it already." He spat.

"Say what?"

"That it's my fault, just say it!"

Shadow made a big sigh again and reached up to squeeze his fingers against the bridge of his black nose. "Maria, help me..."

Sonic punched the stall door, causing it's metal hinges to fall and the door to break off onto the toilet inside. "Shadow, you're going to make me hurt you."

"I never fucking said it was your fault, Sonic."

In seconds, he was instantly in front of Shadow, shoving an angry finger against his white furred chest. "Yeah, it is, and you know it is! You just won't say it!"

Shadow swung his hand down and gripped the hand poking it's finger into his torso. "Okay then, you want me to fucking say it!?"

"Yes!" Sonic shouted.

"Fine! It is your fucking fault!"

"..."

...

Slowly, Sonic took his hand away from him, with Shadow doing the same. He then walked away to another stall and slouched against it while staring at the wall. Shadow did exactly what he wanted, and continued on. "What else do you want me to say?" The biohog added with the same volume in his voice. "That's its your fault that we have chaos energy at all? That's its your fault that Scourge exists? That it's your fault that you exist? That I exist!?" He yelled. "Okay fine. Maybe it is your fault that Zonic had a seizure. Maybe, it is technically your fault that Scourge exists. And maybe it's your fault that I exist since Gerald based my designs on your bloodline." That made Sonic lift his head as he lowered the volume of his voice to sound a bit more approachable. "Maybe everything that's happened up until now in some weird narrow way, is your fault, Sonic. But the least you could do to fix your 'wrongs', is to leave Zonic alone and let the doctors handle it." Shadow's mouth became a permanent frown for the day. "Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Sonic suddenly stood up straight and walked back towards Shadow, who was still in the way of the door. "Yes." He answered in the softest, most gentle tone he could muster. His eyes no longer held anger, only acceptance, guilt and even gratitude. He then smiled at Shadow. "Thank you." He rose his hand and patted Shadow's shoulder. "Wasn't that hard, right?" He then took a few steps backwards before uttering two simple words.

Suddenly, Shadow realized what Sonic planned to do. "...Sonic-"

"Chaos control."

"Don't-!"

And in a flash, he was gone.

Shadow instantly rushed out of the bathroom, looking back and forth to search for Sonic. No, he was no where around the bathroom anymore. Shadow then tried to chaos control himself by locking onto his energy. "Chaos-" Huh? "..!?" His ability to chaos control, it-It was gone! Sonic must have taken the ability away when he tapped his damn shoulder. How the hell did he even-!? No, didn't matter. He could run there and stop him! Shadow sprinted away from the bathroom, rushing down the medical halls of nurses and doctors, dodging rolling stretchers and ill patients. He made a sharp turn to the nearest corridor, the very one that held Zonic's room.

Zespio and Zector weren't there anymore. Damn it, Sonic must have forced his way in. The door was wide open, too. He could hear loud voices, and he could pick out Zhadow's from all the shouting. He was demanding for Sonic to leave. He must have been making a scene in there. Shadow skidded his movements to a halt in front of the doorway, his eyes immediately landing on the scene in front of him. Sonic had his hands help up in defense, asking for everyone to please settle down and not to disturb Zonic any further from all the noise. Before Shadow could grasp his shoulder and yank him out, the doctors, Zonic's men and Zhadow all witnessed something spectacular.

Sonic got down on one knee, his head bowed low as if he wasn't worthy. Then, before anyone else could utter a word, a blinding white mist rose into the air, radiating off of his fur like smoke. It surrounded the hero, embraced and shaped the hero's entire form. His eyes were closed, concentrating and nothing else except for the godly energy fuming from his body. Shadow could feel it, that aura was...It was out of this world, something truly amazing and beautiful. It was so powerful, so strong that he almost couldn't even feel it. That's how divine it was, it was an energy that no normal mortal could feel.

This power, why did it seem so familiar? It felt hot, yet icy. Burning, yet freezing, it was surrounding the entire room. Everyone watched in wonder as the atmosphere was coated in this mystical white gas. They all lifted their heads, watching it drift and move above them. Zonic, the only one unconscious in bed, sadly wasn't able to witness this. Shadow briefly looked away from the scene to look from the side, and realized that everyone else in the medical ward was standing cramped in this corridor. They were all watching, staring as white mist traveled down. It was like they knew something astonishing was happening inside of this room. It was attracting them, all of them. All of the soldiers, nurses and doctors, they knew something was here.

Then, in a split moment, that white energy ripped into several colors. Pink, purple, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue-The entire rainbow was decorated with this incredible aura. Then, something else amazing happened. From within Sonic's body, more white essence formed from his figure, spreading from his back. It grew bigger, larger, floating and morphing itself to become even larger. In seconds, limbs were beginning to form. A hand, fingers, an entire arm. A white silhouette was forming from the hero, the silhouette of something grand. A torso, long quills, was it perhaps it was some kind of spirit?

No...It was-

-Another form.

The ultimate form.

Steadily, Sonic opened his eyes. They were no longer green, they were a vibrant, glowing hot pink. He then gradually stood up from his kneeling position, as the white silhouette forming behind him wrapped itself around him. It whispered to him, smiled at him, then it phased through him. It was possessing him-No, fusing with him. Soon, Sonic's entire body became that white silhouette, all until a proper transformation began. His royal blue fur was overrun with pure white, his muzzle and peach stomach becoming just a little paler. His quills raised up, now upturned, and grew longer. His entire body was falling backwards as the power levitated him. That blinding white light cooled down, and soon, Sonic's new body was fully revealed.

An infinite number of spectrums dazzled all throughout his body, slowly fading from one color palette to the next every couple of minutes. His eyes, his gorgeous hot pink eyes. Pink cherries, red raspberries. Any old wound or scar left on Sonic's previous body, was gone. It was all healed permanently. His quills were long enough to flow along with the colorful drifting aura, as if wind blew through his head. How long has it been since he's felt this power? How long has it been since he used this form, transforming into love, and grace itself? Ah, it's been more than ten years. He hadn't used this since he was a child. It felt so...

Good.

So good that he had to hug himself to make sure this was all real. He grasped his forearms and shoulders, feeling a faint smile grow on his face. He readjusted his eyesight in the new form, looking down beneath him to see everyone fallen on their knees and watching him with awe. They were even crying multicolored tears, they couldn't handle being in his presence. That's when Sonic-Well, Hyper Sonic, realized that he probably shouldn't be in this form for long. He straightened himself up and landed down onto the tile floor gently. He then tried to reason with them all. He eyed the doctors individually, before glancing right at Zhadow, who was also forced to kneel. But he was the only one who was making himself look away.

"Look," Hyper Sonic began carefully, not wanting to scare anybody. His voice was already cryptic sounding thanks to Hyper's aura, he didn't want to creep anyone out. He had most of the control of this form, Hyper knew better than to influence him. "I don't want to hurt anyone," He said. "I just want to heal Zonic permanently. With this power," He raised his hand upwards while looking into his own palm. "Not only can I wake him up and heal him from his seizure, but I could heal his mind too. Make it so that he's sane again. I can fix everything." He took one step forward. "I could even go to your fallen comrades, and heal them too. I could..." He hesitated. "I could revive them from death."

Suddenly, he heard a thud from behind. Hyper Sonic quickly turned around, only to see Shadow laying against the wall of the hallway outside of the room. He looked tired, he looked as if he was in pain. Damn, was it because of his power? "S...S-Sonic..."

Woah, he was definitely in some serious pain. What happened? "Shadow?"

"Are you telling the truth?"

Hyper Sonic's attention was pulled back to the crowd of kneeling No Zone faculty.

Zhadow, was the one trying to fight it. He was trying to stand. "A-Are you, positive, that you can do that? All of that?" He asked with a weak tone. "Or will you just make it worse?"

The multicolored deity made a determined frown and nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I know for a fact that I can save everyone. It won't even take long, perhaps less than an hour." He then forced himself to cancel out his aura so he could stop making everyone kneel like peasants for him. When everyone was finally free, they all stood up. They started to share looks of hope and upcoming joy. "I know you don't trust Hyper, because of what he did to you and Zonic. He turned his back on him. But I'm not asking you to trust him, I'm asking you to trust me, the person using his power. And I'm assuring you, I can do this."

To that, Zhadow narrowed his eyes and turned away from his gaze. The head doctor, that duck from before, he stepped forward instead to ask the deity of his intentions. "You're still Sonic prime, right?" He asked, watching the floating hedgehog nod soon after. "And you promise to restore the lives of our men and women? Is that, is that even possible?"

Hyper nodded again with a confident smile. "It is, and I do. A lot of this is my fault anyway, and I should take responsibility. So I'll heal Zonic first, then I'll-" His voice was abruptly halted. "I...I-I'll...I..." His body suddenly felt extremely heavy. Zespio and Zector's eyes rose with alarm, and they instantly took their guns from their hips to aim behind him. The doctors panicked and began to back away, while Zhadow yelled for Sonic to get out of the way. It was too late, though.

Because behind him with a syringe filled with black and red energy, was Scourge, evilly grinning and laughing.

Shadow, with fading vision, tried to crawl towards the doorframe of the hospital room. He tried reaching out his hand, but it was no use. He couldn't save Sonic in time, he couldn't do it.

The green menace cackled as he watched Hyper Sonic's knees buckle.

...! Wait, what are you doing? Get your hands off me! Stop! No..!

This visit was long overdue, brother.

No! No, NO! YOU FOOL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? UNHAND ME...! STOP!

He screamed in agony for a split second, before Hyper completely vanished from Sonic's body. It was like a ghost was exorcised from his body, as one could see the divine spirit lift itself from his figure with pain, until it soon disappeared. He instantly reverted back to his regular form, as if switching from the push of a button. Sonic's eyes rolled back, and he lost conscious immediately before falling backwards into Scourge's arms. "Ooohhh I could never stay mad at you, Blue~!" With a big smile, he waved the hand clutching the syringe with a rigid middle finger. "Welp, you're all fucked now. And to all you folks at home, sayonara~!" Wait, who was he talking to?

Shadow reached out again, coughing up blood from his mouth. "Son..."

His arm fell, and watched a white flash fade out from his vision as he was knocked out cold.

Tails clenched his eyes shut as he made a big and powerful yawn. After sighing and covering his mouth, he looked away from the VTOL's front windows. The aircraft was on autopilot, he didn't have to keep staring out into space. He looked beside him to see Knuckles sitting comfortably in his own seat, watching the clouds. Since they were heading up to Angel Island, they'd need him to point out how close they were. The others were sitting behind them, sitting in their own seats. Amy had her own, as did Rouge, and Vanilla had Cream strapped up in her lap.

Amy had fell asleep, and Vanilla was growing tried as well. Rouge however was very up and at 'em, since creatures like herself could stay up for long hours at night. Or at least, they assumed it was nighttime again. Since the sky's been stuck in a black void of that scary red moon for weeks, they lost track of time. Since Scourge's power of this world was gone, they didn't know why that red moon was still there. Didn't matter now, though. Soon they'd be able to get into some beds with some warm blankets. Knuckles had an entire bunker built underneath the alter of the Master Emerald. There was plenty of food, non perishable foods, some appliances, chaos-working electricity that hopefully wasn't effected by Scourge, medicine, herbs, furniture and beds. He couldn't promise that there was enough for everyone, but they could easily take shifts. There were definitely enough blankets and comforters, though.

They would be okay, they would be okay.

When Tails discovered the VTOL, the anti-Omega helped him find some extra fuel in the ruins of GUN's hangar. It also helped make some repairs on the VTOL so it could work properly. They even found plenty of extra canisters, just in case something went wrong. It thankfully powered up beautifully. They took that, some supplies that were left in the building, and booked it inside of the aircraft. Speaking of said robot, the anti-Omega was flying beside the large aircraft so it wouldn't take up any space. It assured Tails that if it saw something amiss, it'd contact him through the aircraft's radio system. It could easily hack it, and speak to him from there. Fiona was also trapped inside of it's body, so she was still their hostage.

It wouldn't take them long now, Tails was positive they were close to Angel Island.

He hoped Sonic was okay. He hadn't talked to him in almost a couple days, now. He tried contacting Sonic some hours ago, but there was no answer. He had to trust that his big bro didn't get himself killed, and that he was fine. Besides, Shadow was there. He would protect him, right?

Sigh...

Tails closed his eyes and sat back against his chair, hoping to fall asleep as well. He barely heard Knuckles whisper something, he was already nodding off.

"Soon, I'll help put an end to this madness."

Many Hours Later

Shadow woke up with a start.

"..!"

He instantly sat up, looking around himself in all directions before trying to get up and run-Shit, he tripped and fell. The fuck was that about? He grunted and lifted himself up carefully this time. Damn, his arms felt weird and tingly. He realized he fell on cold tile floor, and that there was a hospital bed beside him. Must have been what he fell out of, he was put in another medical room. He tried moving his legs, shifting his eyes directly in front of him. A door, he could get out and get Sonic-Shit. God damn it, what was wrong with his legs? They felt weird and tingly too. Something was making his body move oddly, but he had to push passed that and get Sonic! Even if it meant he had to crawl there!

He heard footsteps leading to this room, and saw shadows underneath the door. Soon, that same door swung open to reveal first lieutenant Zhadow. He quickly looked down below to Shadow's level, before kneeling down and holding out a hand. Shadow grasped it, and he was held up onto his feet. He thanked him, "Thanks," before trying to push passed him out that door. Zhadow immediately stepped in front of him and seized his arm while shaking his head. The biohog scowled and tried moving forward by him again, until he nearly lost balance. He thankfully landed his hand near the wall of the doorway, but he still kept trying to move forward. That's when Zhadow stopped him once again, agitating Shadow even further. "Damn it, let me through!"

"Chaos, is everyone from your reality stubborn and hard-headed? No." He simply replied. The top prison guard of No Zone put his arms by his sides and made it clear that he wasn't moving yet.

A vein instantly popped under Shadow's skull. "Are you fucking insane, too!? He took Sonic! I need to get him back!" This was bad, and this was an incredibly dire situation. Sonic, the single most powerful person in the multiverse, was unconsciously being dragged around by some psychotic, homicidal, leather wearing scum-sucking brat, who couldn't differentiate between love and rape. Now was not a fucking time to stay calm! Even still, Zhadow wouldn't move. "Get out of my damn way. I need him! I need to-"

"How are you even going to get there? Nothing is working. No warp rings, you can't warp out yourself, and Sonic had all but one of your emeralds." He tightened his own frown and narrowed his eyes at his counterpart. "There's nothing you can do."

Shadow instantly threw that nonsense out of the window. "Bullshit. I'll find a damn way to get to him, even if it kills me. The fate of all of our worlds, perhaps even more, rests on him being alive and well. Not to mention, he's mine and I'm supposed to keep him safe no matter what." His fangs grew while his teeth clenched, red chaos energy rising from his person. "I will never let that son of a bitch hurt him again! He'll have to kill me first!"

After hearing that much passion and anger just from uttering the very concept of Sonic being kidnapped, Zhadow realized there could be no stopping Shadow after this. He sighed and closed his eyes, before stepping to the side from the doorway. "Fine." He said. "When Sonic prime transformed into the light one, Hyper, his energy was so great that it traveled all around the building. It repaired and restored anything we had damaged or broken." He opened an eye to Shadow. "In other words, our warp rings are fixed. Plus, the anti-Sonic never cut off your ability to warp to his own realm, so you should be able to get there as well with just one chaos emerald."

Wait, what? Why the sudden change of heart? Shadow was a bit taken aback by that.

"As his energy spread, it effected all of us. It made all of our bones shaky and wobbly, that's why you're having a hard time standing." That would explain the weird tingly feeling. "His power was indeed able to bring Zonic back from his critical state. Little did he know, he didn't even have to do anything. Just standing in the room was enough to heal him." He opened both eyes and looked down at his own boots. "Now he's asleep, but he's absolutely fine. I don't know if he restored his sanity, but I'm grateful enough." He then scowled and gripped his military uniform. "How that little shit was able to knock him out even in that form, is beyond me."

He had a syringe with him, a syringe filled with that demonic chaos energy. That must have canceled out Sonic's transformation, but how? Wasn't that his most powerful one? Wasn't it stronger than the demon? Or, were they equally matched? Questions for later. "How long has it been since Scourge took Sonic?"

Zhadow gave him a grimace. "We concluded that the anti-Sonic mind controlled you into thinking he beat you to a pulp, coughing up blood. In reality, he didn't touch you. That much mental trauma caused you to black out for around," He knew he wouldn't like this answer. "Approximately twenty-two hours."

Twenty-two fucking hours? "What!?" That's almost an entire day, wasted.

"Yeah, you were out for a while. But look," Zhadow slipped his fingers into the breast pocket up his military top and slipped out a miniature warp ring. "I had the hackers and engineers resize one of the ones we have. Use this to warp to Moebius, and get Sonic prime back. I also had the hackers address the ring for coordinates back to our world and to your world as well, just in case something goes wrong." He handed the ring over to Shadow, who took it with care. "One more thing." He added with a serious tone. "I know that once you get to Moebius, you and Scourge may engage in combat. But I warn you Shadow prime, he is not to be taken lightly. That fight you both had back in the war was just a preview, he is one thousand times stronger than that. Please," He grasped his shoulders and tightened his hold while looking him dead in the eyes. "Be careful. But most importantly," Then, he told him something strange.

"...?"

"...Do what my commander did, and open your eyes. Do that, and you will see the complete truth." He murmured. And then, he let go of him and took a few steps back. He saluted him, before beginning to walk out the door.

Shadow tried to stop him. "What...What the hell does that mean?"

Zhadow stopped for a brief moment. Without turning around, he said something else rather odd. "Let's just say, Zonic isn't as crazy as we thought." And with that, kept moving. "It was interesting meeting you. Godspeed, my friend." He bid his final farewell, and disappeared down the hall of the medical ward.

"Do what my commander did, and open your eyes. Do that, and you will see the complete truth."

What did any of this mean? He was confused and he hasn't even been awake for a full fifteen minutes. He sighed, there was no helping it. He looked down at the ring in his hand, before clutching it with a death grip. His limbs felt fine to move now, there'd be no stopping him from getting to Sonic. He had the green chaos emerald in his quills, he could warp.

One, two, three-

Sonic, I'm coming for you.

Holy shit.

His eye lids felt so damn heavy, he could barely keep them open. His blue ears flattened significantly, he was in so much pain. He could barely move without cringing. It felt like he was hit with a train wreck, that was just hit by a jet, that was on fire. His eyesight was woozy, he felt so dizzy. And his hearing, everything was way too damn loud. Or maybe way too muffled and quiet, he couldn't even tell. That's how out of whack his body felt right now. His feet felt as if there was some weight gone from them. Were his shoes off? He tried surveying his surroundings in the best way he could. He could feel that he was laying on something rather soft, maybe a bed. His vision was blurry, but he could tell he was in some dark room with no windows.

When he looked upwards at the wall in front of him, he could just barely make out some sign that hung up on the...

...Oh no.

No, no, no no no no no...

No, please...No...

'HOME SWEET HOME'

He closed his eyes shut and prayed that this was all a nightmare. Please, please let this be some fucked up nightmare. No, the pain told otherwise, this was real. God damn it, was he cursed or something? He carefully tried opening his eyes again, with his vision getting a little better after moistening them. He could make things out now. He tried moving his head to look around, which caused him a horrible headache with each turn. Okay, he was definitely on a bed. But this was different. Last time, there was a normal full sized mattress. But this? This looked like some kind of king-sized canopy. No, bigger. Maybe an ace-sized mattress. The red velvet curtains of the canopy was draped all around him, and they weren't drawn.

Let's see, the rest of the room looked a lot better than it did previously. No torture tools, no table filled with icepicks and monkey wrenches drenched in blood. That mirror was still there, but there was something else. There was a...A fire place? Hmm, it was put out though. There was a set of two love seats in front of it, along with a thick wooded coffee table. A thick expensive looking rug, several paintings that were covered up with black drapes for some reason. The walls looked newly painted, and the floor looked way too glossy to be dark oak hardwood. He looked up and saw a-Woah. Was that a chandelier? He could also see a closet and a dresser, that had panties falling out of it. Was a woman here recently? There were three entrances, too. One with double doors, and two with a single door. One of those single doors might have led to a bathroom, but what about the other?

The sheets below him were silky and smooth, and it actually smelled pretty good in here. Actually, he swore he smelled perfume and make up. Yeah, a woman was definitely in here recently. He tried to make himself sit up, but he couldn't. His head was stuck laying against these huge cloud-like pillows. If it wasn't for the situation at hand, he could fall asleep on this bad boy. His ear twitched. Was music playing? It sounded like classical. He looked directly to the right side of the bed, to see a record player sitting on a tall nightstand. Ew, gross. Who used one of those anymore?

The double doors to the room creaked, and slipped open.

A familiar shadow stood in the doorway, a bright light leading from out the hall shining upon them. They shut the doors closed, before locking them and walking to the bed slowly. The clicking of the heels didn't sound like good ol' Zonic wearing his military boots to strike fear in criminals, no. That sounded like a tyrant, ready to step and curb stomp all over the heads of the innocent. He could see that they were wearing something black, some kind of uniform. Suddenly, they stopped in front of the canopy and clapped their hands twice.

Suddenly, light illuminated both the room and the mysterious person.

The light was so bright that he had to blink a couple times, before readjusting them and landing them on the person standing in front of the bed. And of course, it was- "...Scourge."

"Heeeeyyy sleepyhead." He greeted sweetly. He made a rather light hearted smile and tilted his head while leaning his hand closer. He caressed the side of his face, his thumb grazing over his bottom peach lip. "You awake, Sonic? Hope I didn't disturb you."

Sonic's voice felt so hoarse, he could barely speak. It hurt to talk any more than this. "...Wha...Where..."

"Where are you? Well," Scourge took a seat beside his body, a little too close for his tastes. And what was he wearing? "You're in my castle of course, but you're in my bedroom. Don't ya remember?" He then twisted his mouth into a frown. "Damn, probably not. You were under my control when you slept with me in here, when you were Dark Sonic."

Oh God, not that. He'd give anything to never remember that torture ever again. But now he'd just relive that nightmare all over again in his regular form, lucky him. "Why...Why can't..." He couldn't finish any sentence he started, it was too difficult for him.

Scourge thankfully understood what he meant. "Why can't you move? I injected some of Fleetway's power inside of you, in your weak spot. Not your smexy sweet spot, your chaotic weak spot. You know how mine is in my stomach? We're opposites, so yours," His anti-self pointed to his own back as a gesture. "Is in your back. Right in the middle of your spine." That would explain why he felt like garbage right now. Not only did he hit him in his chaotic weak spot, but he injected that demon's venom into his bloodstream like a narcotic. Hyper was insanely strong, but their transformation could be easily broken if the energy of a conflicting power source coursed through his veins.

Sonic just grimaced even more than he already did, this was miserable. Fleetway's corrupt and nightmarish power was so toxic, it paralyzed him. That's why he couldn't move without feeling as if pins and needles were stabbing at him. How the hell was he supposed to get himself out of this mess?

Damn. Why didn't he just listen to Shadow?

"Alright Blue, come on. Don't go off thinkin' 'what can I do?' You ain't gettin' outta here anytime soon, so just get comfortable." Bastard read his fucking mind. That's when Sonic lowered his gaze to his attire. Again, what the hell was he wearing? Scourge blinked, before realizing what the problem was. "Oh! You're staring at my clothes. Ha," He pulled at them. "I know I know, they're kinda tacky." Seriously. "But it's one of my dad's kingly outfits. A royal jacket, a gold trimmed button up top, matching slacks and toe-pinching kingly shoes. And it's all black, lucky me!" He said in delight. "Now, you might be wondering, 'Oi, where's your cape and junk?' Let this be a lesson to you specifically Blue. As a hero, never, ever, wear a cape or cloak. They're dangerous and can yank right into a wind turbine, shredding you like a mince-meat meat-pie."

Okay, he seriously didn't ask for all of that useless ass information.

Scourge blew out some air and scratched behind his head, his hands still very bare. "My crown's in the throne room, don't feel like wearin' it right now. Oh," He turned to Sonic directly. "By the way, don't worry. Most of the servants here died in the No Zone war, so you don't gotta worry about strangers wanderin' around or mistreating you. There's a few chefs and maids, but they're mind fucked right now." He smiled warmly at him again, letting his fingers glide across his muzzle. Sonic couldn't even move his face away. He just tried closing his eyes, attempting to ignore it. "Man, you're so beautiful. I see why Stripes fucks ya like a blue-balled rabbit."

"..."

"Shit, and the way you cursed me out in that metal room," Scourge's tone became airy and hot, his brows furrowed as his muzzled reddened. "I'm still all hot and bothered from that, ya know? No one's ever snapped back at me like that before, not even Fiona." He dragged his black painted nails over Sonic's face, digging a little harder and causing some pain. Sonic winced, his body flinching. "Oops," Scourge stopped himself and took his hand away. "Sorry, didn't mean to hurt you already. You're just so," He closed his legs shut and covered the side of his own muzzle. "Ah..." His forehead started to sweat, his grin stretching into a sneer. "You are so fucking hot." He bit one of his own fingers, gnawing on the nail as his lustful eyes gazed deep into his soul. "If I could just fuck you right here in this bed, I think I could die happy. Shit, I'm already hard thinking about it. It doesn't even matter that you're paralyzed, I could drive myself in and out of you over and over-"

Something caused him to stop.

He took his hand away from his mouth and looked away, no longer smiling. "Shit," He mumbled. "The hell was I just doing?" He said. He shook his head to clear out anymore crazy thoughts, before looking back over at Sonic and giving him a reassuring smile. "I know I'm a little, off," Understatement of the millennia. "But I'm gonna try my best not to hurt you or take advantage of you, alright? After seeing you and Stripes be all lovey dovey towards each other, I think I finally understand how this whole relationship thing works. I made a list here somewhere..." He patted himself down, before realizing he didn't have his phone on him. "Oh wait." He then snapped his finger and watched as scarlet red chaos energy appeared, before materializing into a complete smart phone. "Ah, there we go."

Was he actually serious right now? Sonic mustered the strength to roll his damn eyes.

"I wrote it down in my notes, super handy. Okay, rule one: 'Don't beat the fucking shit out of the person you're in love with.'" He turned to Sonic again. "That's a hard one, but I'm gonna try my best!" He exclaimed while pumping up a fist. "Rule number two: 'Don't rape them.'" Sonic's eyes widened at that. Jesus, what the fuck was his problem? That was not funny, but something told the hero that Scourge wasn't even joking. "That should be a no brainer, okay." At least he knew that wasn't normal. Sweet Chaos, how fucked up was he? "Rule three: 'Don't yell at them.' Right, no yelling. Hm," He stood up from the bed with his phone in his hand, reading the screen carefully as he began to walk away. "I need to add a few more rules, maybe look some stuff up online."

Wait, was he actually just going to leave him here like this?

"Don't worry Blue," He spoke as if he read his mind again. "You'll be stuck like that for less than an hour from now, then you'll be able to move. Don't even think about breaking outta here, none of your super forms can help you right now. Dark and Super are too weak, and Hyper's taking a nap from that failed transformation. Just in case you try anything funny, I'm putting a chaos barrier on this entire room so you can't leave or use your powers." He took his eyes away from his phone and glanced at Sonic. "Sorry, them's the breaks. Oh and I know you're probably getting hungry. I'll make get ya some food, have the chefs make you one of them chillidogs or whatever. After all, I can't cook for dick." He waved goodbye while lightly singing. "See ya later Blue~!"

He walked to the double doors, unlocked them, and walked right back out as if he was never here.

That's when Sonic took in a deep breath. If he was stuck here, the least he could do was get his limbs working again.

He'd have to wiggle his big toe, first.

END - 43

Kill Bill reference.