Thanks to the reviewer who pointed out the typo! That has been fixed.
You know how I said that last chapter was the nastiest thing I've ever written? I was wrong. This is actually the nastiest thing I've ever written.
INTERLUDE 5: PROSTITUTION
"Get outta here, junkie!"
That shout from a passerby was directed at Infinite. That was one advantage of living in the sewers with junkies: you start to look like a junkie. Without his mask, Infinite was easily mistaken for a harmless heroin addict by many townsfolk. Infinite did briefly experiment with drugs during his mercenary days, but he found them to be unsatisfying. He had no intention of rediscovering drugs, mainly because he hated every single one of the junkies he lived with.
As Infinite walked down the street late at night, he began to feel guilty about what he planned to do. He had gotten the greatest revenge possible. He had mated with her right in front of Sonic! Infinite turned the greatest hero of the war into a total cuckold.
Make no mistake, Infinite still "loved" his "mate" very much. But he also loved a thrill. That is why he joined the Doctor in the first place. Becoming a being with illusionary powers was the ultimate thrill ride. The thrill in his relationship with the dog was now starting to die down. Infinite was going to do something that he would regret very much to entertain himself. He was going to have an "affair".
That dog would always be his mate. Who knows? Maybe he could find new ways to entertain himself while fucking her. But having a one-night stand with another women while in a "committed relationship" was very thrilling to the jackal. He would have picked up a prostitute for this purpose. One problem though. Infinite killed most of the prostitutes during the war. People who worked on the street were actually the first victims of his powers. And there's no way in hell Infinite would go near any of the female junkies.
So, he had no choice but to find a random female on the street. Infinite wanted a beautiful female. He had some kinks when it came to females.
Infinite's favorite species to fuck were foxes. Vixens already had a reputation for being "slutty". When Infinite masturbated to someone other than his "mate", it was to pin-up posters of vixens that he stole from the junkies. Plus since he was a jackal, he couldn't get a fox pregnant, so a vixen would never come up to him to bitch about child support or something.
Infinite also loved females with something to squeeze and chew on. He loved chewing on his partners. They usually tasted delicious, especially their necks, their breasts and their cunts.
And of course, Infinite's favorite females of all were the "screamers" and "criers".
So now, Infinite had to find a female that would be suitable for mating. It wasn't easy. Many of the females that he saw did not look beautiful enough for him. He wanted a beauty to spoil, not someone who was "pre-spoiled". Plenty of the females he saw had some broken bones from the war. Quite a few were amputees too.
Then he saw a beauty sitting on a park bench, reading a newspaper. She was a lovely purple cat in a lovely purple coat. What luck. The jackal thought. A pretty kitty just for me. She seemed rather solemn. Did she possibly lose a loved one in the war? If so, then it would be easy for Infinite to emotionally manipulate her. He did this all the time to get close to his "girlfriends" during his mercenary days. He would cook up some story to paint himself in a sympathetic light. When the female least expected it, wham! Fucking even if she didn't want it.
Infinite knew what to do to get to this cat. He would pretend to be a poor, suffering junkie. His crusty appearance added to the authenticity. Maybe if she's really gullible, she'll bring me into her home. Infinite thought to himself.
Then, the cat did something that surprised him. She lit something up to help her see her newspaper better. When Infinite looked closer, he realized that she didn't use a lighter. She made a fireball materialize in thin air with her hand. Infinite's eyes widened in shock at the sight of this. He couldn't force himself on someone with pyrokinesis. However, the jackal was determined to not let this delicious-looking feline get away from him. What could he do? Then Infinite thought of the only possible option. He would have to get help from someone else. And he knew who to ask. But first, he had to figure out where this cat lived. He waited in the shadows until she finished reading and left. Infinite kept a good enough distance behind her as he followed her.
Blaze turned around as she was walking home. She could have sworn that she heard someone behind her. She looked around and saw nothing. Blaze cautiously turned back around and continued on to her home. Well, it wasn't her real home. The war left her unable to return to the Sol Dimension. She feared the possibility of Eggman's forces invading her home, so using the Sol Emeralds, she sealed herself off from it. And now Blaze was unable to return.
She had used up a lot of power to seal off her dimension and now she couldn't figure out how to undo it. Blaze had considered asking Silver for help. Silver. She did have something of a crush on that white hedgehog, but she was too shy to speak up about it. Blaze's biggest fear was that Silver would reject her if she confessed her love. So she thought that the best thing to do was to hope that Silver would admit his love to her and she would accept it. But she did not know when (or even if) this would happen. Blaze did not want to wait for something like this, but at the same time, she thought waiting was the best thing to do.
Blaze had no contact with Silver at all during the war. In fact, she wasn't even a member of the Resistance. She mostly kept a low profile because Eggman and his forces would almost certainly try to travel to the Sol Dimension if they captured her. Even Blaze knew that her pyrokinesis was no match against Eggman's whole army, especially that masked thing that called itself "Infinite". She had seen him use his powers from a distance, and they were something. Blaze was lucky enough to never get close to Infinite.
She had only arrived in town about a week ago and had been staying in an affordable rental condo. She unfortunately did not have much contact with Silver, as he seemed to busy with his post-Resistance work. Blaze didn't even know much about what was going on with her friends. In one of the very few phone conversations she had with Silver, he did briefly mention that Avery was pregnant. When Blaze asked about the identity of the father of Avery's baby, Silver seemed very reluctant to talk about it and tried to change the topic. He hung up before she could inquire more.
So Blaze was largely alone and she remained that way even as she went home, despite her suspicion that someone was following her. Her routine the next day was the same as it was yesterday. She loved visiting this park. It was very lovely. Blaze was impressed by how well they cleaned up the place after the war in such a short time. She sat down on the park bench and read her newspaper. Out of the corner of Blaze's eye, she saw someone walking up to her.
Blaze saw the grungiest jackal she had ever seen. His heavily-matted fur was black and white. His long white hair hung limply down to his shoulders. His shoes and gloves were light-gray and rather ratty. The most striking thing about him, however, were his eyes. He was heterochromic. One was blue and the other was yellow.
Blaze knew immediately who he was. The jackal was obviously a heroin junkie. There were plenty of them in the city. During and after the war, many Mobians chose to find comfort in drugs, especially heroin. Most people in the town hated them, but Blaze took pity on them. They were a slave to inward desires that they had no control over. The jackal then spoke, his voice a guttural growl.
"Hello."
"Can I help you?" Blaze asked the stranger.
"I've seen you around here recently." The jackal said. "Are you new here?"
"Yes. I only arrived about a week ago." Blaze answered. Who is this guy and why is he asking me this?
"From where? Must be some place crazy based on what I've seen you do." The jackal asked again. "You can make fire appear out of nowhere."
"It's something I could always do." Blaze said with more hesitation. "Who are you?"
"John." The jackal answered. "I like to hang out at this place too."
"You're one of them aren't you? A heroin addict." Blaze asked.
"Yes. Yes I am." John said as he took a seat next to her. "It was the only way to...get me out of this place, you know? Not have to deal with wars and suffering. Smack offered me an escape."
"Was it worth it?" Blaze asked again.
"I...can't say really. You're really nice." John said. "You're one of the few people I've met that didn't hate me instantly. Who are you?"
"I'm Blaze. I was mostly away during the war. I only came back here to meet some friends of mine." Blaze answered.
"Why weren't you with your friends during the war?" John asked.
"It's difficult to explain, really. So bear with me." Blaze responded. She told the jackal everything. She told him about how she was a princess from another dimension. She told him about how her friends were major members of the Resistance. She told him about how she had to keep a low profile during the whole war. John seemed fascinated by all of this.
"You've definitely had a far more interesting time during the war than me." John said with a slight chuckle. "I just wandered from bunker to bunker most of the time. Staying in those things for days before moving onto the next one. That was when I discovered heroin."
"I wouldn't call it 'interesting'." Blaze said sadly. "I feel real guilty about not joining the Resistance. I could have helped out. But I was so worried about being captured, that I didn't."
"Don't beat yourself up over it." John said with a warm smile. "Not all of us can be soldiers."
"It's not just that." Blaze said while hanging her head down. "I didn't get to spend time with my friends. Sonic, Amy...Silver..."
John had noticed the way she mentioned Silver's name. "Was Silver someone you loved?" He asked. That question made the cat freeze and flush red.
"Hey. It's okay if you love him. You don't need to be scared about it." John said calmly.
"You may...be right..." Blaze answered. She didn't want to keep talking about Silver, so she changed the subject. "Funny how you come up and I just tell you everything about me and you listen."
"I'm a person just like you...except for the heroin." John replied.
"Is there any way I can help you?" Blaze asked.
"Help me with what?" John said back.
"Well...you. Help you get away from the way you're living." Blaze stated.
"Heh...I didn't know you could fix junkies too." John said with a grin.
"I would like to try. I think it will...wash away my guilt of not being there for my friends." Blaze said with confidence.
"And how will you help?" John asked skeptically.
"You can stay in my house for tonight. I'll introduce you to my friends tomorrow. They'll probably help you too." Blaze answered.
"You don't mind taking a random junkie off the street to bring to Sonic the Hedgehog?" John said with a friendly laugh.
"Not at all. Come on. It's getting late out." Blaze gestured to John. The two stood up and proceeded off to Blaze's rental condo. It was a rather lovely little house that was in a more suburban area of the city. After arriving at their destination, they went inside. John looked around in awe.
"Been a while since you've been inside a house I take it?" Blaze asked the stunned jackal.
"Yeah. I'm kinda hungry right now." John replied.
"Kitchen is over there." Blaze pointed. John entered the kitchen and found the refrigerator.
Blaze sat down on the couch thinking about what she had just done today. She met a rather friendly junkie today and she hoped she could help him with his addiction. She planned to introduce the jackal to her friends tomorrow. Blaze was sure that they would be understanding of John, with the likely exception of Shadow. The dark hedgehog would very likely look upon him with suspicion based on his filthy appearance. That reminded her.
John walked in with a couple of leftover ham sandwiches from the fridge and two glasses of cola. He sat down beside her and put the food on the coffee table.
"Thank you." Blaze said happily and began to eat her meal. She looked back at John and noticed how scruffy he was. It's a miracle he didn't get fleas yet.
"I really think you should take a shower before you meet my friends." Blaze told John. She was curious that John seemed a little surprised by her offer.
"Shower?" The jackal asked flatly.
"Yes. It's upstairs. First door you come across." The cat explained. John slowly stood up and went upstairs to the bathroom.
Infinite had mixed feelings as he stepped into the shower. Yes, this gorgeous feline let him into her house, but if he showered, would she recognize him? How close did she get to him during the war? Worse, if she did find out, then he'd have a difficult time fighting someone who could control fire.
Infinite turned the water on and let it flow through his fur. He decided not to worry about Blaze and think about the positive things about her. Infinite put his right hand on his sheath and began to masturbate. He began to fantasize about Blaze. Her purple fur would be something he'd love to run his tongue through. Her breasts seemed rather undersized, but maybe she'd make up for her lack of cleavage by being extremely tight. After all, she seemed to be a virgin.
Infinite groaned as his cock popped out of it's sheath and increased the speed of his strokes. He began to fantasize about Blaze screaming and crying as he took her against her will. He imagined her yelling for help that would never come. He imagined what she would taste like. Probably extremely delicious.
Infinite blew his seed all over the wall of the shower. He loudly panted as he watched it slowly drip down the side. Infinite quickly realized that he not only had to clean up the mess he made on her shower, but finish cleaning up himself too. He quickly turned the shower head onto the wall to spray the sperm down the drain. He then grabbed some soap and lathered it through his fur.
After finishing up his shower, Infinite stepped out and took a look in the mirror. He had begun to look more like his old self. His fur was now longer severely matted. His hair was no longer limp and drooping. One thing that obviously wouldn't change were his shoes and gloves. He looked at them as he put them back on. The black pigment had faded a long time ago and there was no changing that. Infinite was jolted out of his thoughts when he heard a knock on the door.
"John? Is everything alright in there?" Blaze asked.
"I'm fine! I just finished up." "John" said and proceeded to leave the bathroom.
The door opened and John stepped out. He looked much better! It was amazing what one shower can do to a person.
"You look great, John!" Blaze said cheerfully.
"Really?" John said, obviously very flattered by Blaze's compliment.
"Indeed. I'm sure every-every..." Blaze couldn't finish her sentence as she let out a yawn.
"Damn. I think I need to lay down." Blaze muttered. "You fine with sleeping on the couch?"
"Yeah." John said calmly. Blaze walked into her bedroom. Why am I so tired? Before she could think more about that, she heard the bedroom door slam shut behind her. She turned around and saw that John was in the bedroom with her.
"Is there something else you need?" Blaze asked. John strolled right up and grabbed her by the shoulders.
"What are you-" Blaze couldn't say anymore. John pulled her towards him and forced his lips onto hers. Blaze was stunned. Just as John attempted to put his tongue down her throat, she pushed him off her.
"JOHN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Blaze yelled. John grabbed her again and threw her onto the bed. The jackal then put his finger to his lips.
"Shhh..." He whispered and got on the bed with her. Blaze attempted to conjure up a fireball, but realized that she couldn't do it. She felt too dizzy to do it.
"What...What's wrong with me?" Blaze weakly mumbled.
"Don't worry about that." John said with a wicked grin. "I just put some sleepy pills in your cola to help you go to bed."
"You..." Blaze groaned and then she realized something about "John". The shower revealed more about his body. The chest of "John" had a rather large scar on it. Blaze put two and two together.
"...Infinite?" Blaze whimpered at her assailant.
"You're a smart girl, Princess." Infinite sneered. "But not smart enough to keep a dangerous man like me out of your house."
"No...No..." Blaze moaned weakly.
"No? Why not!?" Infinite snarled. "Is this about Silver!? Let me tell you something, Princess. Silver was weak. Back when I still had my powers, I knocked him to the ground easily. He was a pathetic weakling. Silver was too weak to defeat me, too weak to fight me without help...and too weak to satisfy you as good as I can." Infinite then leaned down to lick the inside of Blaze's ear, making her shudder in panic.
"...You don't have to do this..." Blaze said through her drug-induced stupor.
"Why shouldn't I?" Infinite asked. "The weak deserve to be dominated by the strong. Besides, once I'm done with you, you'll want more." Infinite knew this speech was rather hypocritical. He was too weak to take on Blaze without his powers. That's why he drugged her. As much as Infinite hated the junkies, he knew that he needed their help to take down Blaze. Their drug of choice was heroin, but other drugs were available. Infinite was lucky enough to find a junkie with date rape drugs on him.
"...Are you even Infinite anymore...or a disgusting monster?" Blaze asked. That question actually struck a nerve with Infinite. Is he really the same jackal that once commanded Eggman's forces or just some vile animal that derives pleasure from the lowest form of humiliation? Infinite responded with an angry growl and leaned down to forcefully kiss the purple cat again.
Blaze couldn't do anything. If it weren't for the drugs that Infinite slipped in her drink, she would have burnt him to a crisp right now. Even through her forced high, she was terrified. Blaze could only weakly moan as Infinite had his way with her.
"...Uhh..." Blaze groaned as Infinite began nipping and sucking on her neck. Infinite savored her taste and he wanted more. The jackal's cock was beginning to pop out of it's sheath. He then started tugging at her coat and boots.
"...No..." Blaze cried, but it was too late. With a quick tug, she was now naked before Infinite. The jackal could only drool at the sight of her naked body. Blaze was a gorgeous princess. Just as he suspected, her breasts were undersized, but her cunt...oh her cunt. It was a sight to behold. It looked nice and tight. She was very likely a virgin too. Infinite wanted Blaze. He wanted her so badly, he momentarily forgot that his "mate" existed. What part of her should I taste first? How about the real treat between her legs.
"...Stop..." Blaze weakly moaned as Infinite licked at her clitoris. Infinite briefly looked at her.
"I bet you love that, Princess." Infinite cruelly taunted. "But I've only just begun." Blaze shuddered as she felt his tongue sliding over her clitoris and down to her folds. Infinite learned that she was indeed a virgin. He then dragged his tongue back up so he could lick her pubic fur. Blaze was frozen in fear. She was even more helpless even with the drugs in her. She then felt the tongue of the jackal running through the fur on her stomach.
It was humiliating for Blaze. Infinite ran his tongue over every part of her body. Her cunt, her nipples, her feet, her face, everything. Blaze could only shiver after Infinite was done giving her a tongue bath.
"You cold, Princess?" Infinite sneered. "Don't worry. I'll warm you up." Infinite then pinned her underneath him and began to force his erection into the extremely tight vagina of Blaze.
Blaze's eyes bulged in horror. She would have screamed until her vocal cords were shredded. Thanks to the drugs, she could only let out a silent scream as Infinite's cock tore apart not only her hymen, but some other part down there as well.
"Ugh. You're tight, Princess." Infinite grunted. "I can barely fit." He began to push in slowly to draw out the pain. When he finally hilted, he leaned down to whisper in Blaze's ear.
"Don't be scared. Knots are fun." That only made Blaze silently freak out more. She didn't think she could take a knot inside of her.
Infinite began to pull out until only the tip remained inside the cat's torn vagina. He then slammed back in quickly. Blaze opened up her mouth to let out another inaudible scream. The jackal repeated this process for a couple more minutes. Blaze's blood stained both of their crotches. Infinite was in immense pleasure.
"Let...me tell you something...Princess." He huffed. "Silver will never...be able...to enjoy your cunt." That made Blaze angry, but what could she do about it?
Infinite then leaned down to bite her shoulder, making the cat bleed. Blaze was desperately trying to flail, but she couldn't. Infinite lapped at her blood and then went up to chew on her neck while he thrusted. He was getting close to release now.
Blaze wanted to die right now or at least pass out. Unfortunately, she couldn't do either. Infinite specifically spiked her drink with a dose that would inebriate her, but not knock her unconscious. Where was the thrill in raping an unconscious victim?
Infinite let out a loud moan and he shot his sperm deep into her cunt. Blaze let out one more helpless silent scream as the jackal's knot expanded inside her. Infinite then collapsed on top of her.
Tears began to trickle down Blaze's eyes. She had lost her virginity to this monster and she was in immense pain. I...I can't live like this. Please..kill me. Infinite began to kiss her neck while he waited for his knot to deflate. When that happened, he sat up and looked down at Blaze.
"Sorry, Princess. Letting you live is something I cannot do." Infinite said and reached into his boot to pull out a kitchen knife that he got from Blaze's kitchen. ...Thank you... Blaze thought.
With a quick swipe, Infinite slashed open the throat of Blaze. Blaze weakly gurgled as blood flowed out of her throat, her conscious with it. ...I'm sorry...Goodbye... That was the last thing Blaze thought as the world faded away from her.
Infinite had done it. He had killed her. But he still needed Blaze. I need her on me. I need her on me. Infinite ran his hand over her open throat so that it was coated in blood. He then wiped his hand on his chest, a bloody mark was left behind. Then knelt down to scoop up some more blood to smear on himself. Infinite did this until he was covered from head to toe in the blood of Blaze. That made Infinite feel good. He was now covered in her blood. He liked it when she was all over him.
Infinite looked back at Blaze's corpse. Even in death, she was beautiful. Her fur still looked inviting. Her now torn open cunt was still very attractive. Infinite didn't know why, but the sight of Blaze's dead body made him hard again. He then crawled up on top of her corpse.
I don't just need you on me, I need to be inside you. Infinite thought as he kissed the lifeless cat. He then began to taste the inside of her mouth with his tongue. She was a delicious cat. A very delicious cat. Infinite then removed his tongue and replaced it with his hands. He grabbed at her tongue and pulled it out of her mouth. Infinite stared at the tongue hungrily. The jackal then lunged forward and bit Blaze's tongue.
Infinite tugged with his jaws until the tongue was torn out. He chewed on Blaze's severed tongue for a bit and then swallowed that bloody chunk of meat. Even in death, you are delicious. Infinite's erection was now raging. She was now very loose. So that wasn't an option. So he turned instead to her open throat.
Infinite hotdogged his cock between the wound on Blaze's throat. As Infinite did this, he noticed her hands. They were very lovely. Very easy on the eyes. Infinite grabbed the hand and pulled it close to him. He stuck his tongue out to lick her fingers.
"Blaze!? I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you yesterday. Hello?" Silver shouted as he knocked on her door. He had planned to get in touch with her more often. The hedgehog had wanted to do it yesterday, but that didn't happen. He still had plenty of post-Resistance work to do.
Silver began to worry. Blaze was not answering the door. This is not right. Silver began to get a bad feeling about this. As much as he hated to do this, Silver used his psychic powers to teleport to the other side of the door.
"Blaze!? Is everything alright?" Silver yelled. Still no answer. Something was very wrong. He didn't hear any shower running, so that wasn't the answer. Maybe she was still sleeping?
"Blaze!?" Silver yelled as he walked up the stairs. He opened the first door he saw. The bathroom. Of course, it was empty. So Silver looked to the right at the next door. He walked over and opened it. It was Blaze's bedroom. Silver's eyes went wide in horror at the sight of what he saw.
Blaze had been murdered. The police were appalled by what they found. There was blood everywhere. Blood on the bed. Blood on the walls. There was even blood on the ceiling. Even more shocking was the fact that Blaze appeared to have been partially eaten. Her tongue was chewed off. Her eyes were missing from their sockets. Her hands, tail and feet were gnawed off. Her breasts were chewed off and the insides of her cunt were also eaten.
The police later discovered that Blaze had been raped both before and after she was murdered. The killer very likely escaped through the window, as there was no blood trail leading to the door. As to the identity of the killer, they had good news and bad news. The good news was that the killer did leave DNA inside her. They knew that he was a jackal. The bad news: the DNA did not match anyone in the database.
The police were very reluctant to make the news of Blaze's rape and murder public. After all, the city was just recovering from a brutal war. How are you supposed to tell a war-rattled populace about a necrophilic cannibal on the loose? Nevertheless, press freedom was a very important value of the city and the news was broke.
I eat...I eat...I eat...I eat...flesh...I eat...I eat...I eat...I eat...flesh... That was the only thing running through Infinite's head as he lay on his mattress in the sewers (he had stole it from a junkie not too long ago.) trying to sleep. It had been a day since he killed that cat and he had been lying there for quite a bit. Blaze's blood on his fur had now dried off and Infinite resembled a living scab. That simplistic mantra would not leave the jackal's head.
I eat...I eat...I eat...I eat...flesh...I eat...I eat...I eat...I eat...flesh... Infinite began to have a sort of existential crisis over what he just did. I ate her...I ate her...and I humped her corpse a bit...What am I? What Blaze said to him came back in his head. Am I Infinite, the all-powerful commander of Eggman's army and conqueror of most of the world? Or am I just some kind of disgusting monster who engages in the most sick and depraved activities imaginable? What am I?
I eat...I eat...I eat...I eat...flesh...I eat...I eat...I eat...I eat...flesh... Then Infinite noticed something that seemed to answer his question. Red cubes were floating through the air. Impossible. What is this? I can't do that anymore. I don't NEED to do that anymore! Infinite then noticed the source of those cubes walking up to him. Infinite was looking at himself. His former self looked exactly as he did when he served Eggman. He was wearing black shoes and gloves, the same mask and the Phantom Ruby prototype was in his chest.
"Impossible!" Infinite snarled. "I destroyed you! I destroyed you because you were weak." His former self merely chuckled in response.
"You fool. Did you really think that you could destroy me by simply crushing me under your foot?"
"What do you want?" Infinite asked angrily.
"I want you to know that you are repulsive. Look at yourself." His former self said. Infinite turned into a nearby puddle. He saw a mockery of his former self with the dried blood of Blaze matting his fur together like glue. Infinite angrily glared back at his guest.
"You're calling ME repulsive!?" Infinite barked. "I did something you could never do with your pathetic illusions! I made her submit to me! I humiliated Sonic! I am far stronger than you!"
"You are little more than a lowly worm driven entirely by base passions." His former self coldly intoned. "I was above all of that. I transcended what you wallow in."
"So!?" Infinite snapped back. "I did and will continue to do what you only wish you could do! That cat? She was so tight..." He cackled.
"SILENCE!" His former self yelled and those cubes flew towards Infinite. The jackal was briefly flung into a hellish virtual reality filled with the most surreal torture devices imaginable. They were downright unearthly devices with spikes in strange angles. Infinite also got a brief glimpse of beings with no heads and one giant orange eye covering their groin.
Infinite was then pulled back to reality and looked up at his former self in terror.
"Pathetic weakling. To think that I will eventually turn into THIS!" His former self growled. "What a shame."
"I AM NOT WEAK! I AM BETTER THAN YOU!" Infinite cried out and lunged at his former self. With a blink of an eye, the masked being vanished. Infinite looked around in confusion. He was alone. Had he merely imagined that whole encounter?
Infinite lay back down on his semen-stained mattress to get some sleep. He now knew what he had to do. He had to kill his former self. And the way to do that was to go back to his "mate". Make sure she will never leave him, as she was the only one who could fix him. And Infinite was confident that he could defeat anything that he would face. That cat had seven emeralds with her that seemed to radiate power.
As for the authorities? Infinite wasn't too worried. After all, even if he did leave DNA behind, it obviously would not be in their database because he was the former commander of Eggman's army. So they obviously would not be able to recognize his DNA as his. Nothing could stop him now. Infinite was ready to be fully reborn as something new.
...I did it. I made Infinite rape Blaze, kill her, smear her blood all over his body, rape her again and eat her. Worse, he now has the Sol Emeralds. God help Avery and co.
And for the record, I don't hate Blaze. She's actually one of the best characters in the whole franchise IMO. But, this fic needed a sacrificial lamb. Killing off a canon character would have far more impact than creating a random OC for Infinite to rape and murder (Not necessarily in that order). Blaze was chosen because she wasn't in the main game and probably would not have been able to interact with Infinite much. Plus it was either necrophilia + cannibalism or a pedophilia scene involving Cream.
But hey, this whole chapter wasn't too bad! Infinite kinda felt guilty about what he did. That's a silver-lining, right? Right?