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Feelings of Betrayal

Chapter 3- Fatal Flashback

Last Time...

"Less yelling, more answering. WHY did you murder him?" Eggman said. His tone of voice raised, and he clenched his fists, ready to lay his deadliest of attacks on Sonic if he failed to answer.

"I...I...Well, you see...It all...Err...URK!...Eggman...why..JUST WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!...Invading my mind...WHO DOES THAT?!...Grrrrrr..." Sonic was very confused and very angry with his nemesis. Even more so than when Eggman kidnapped Tails. He clenched his fists and he slowly started gritting his teeth in frustration.

"Boss? I think you broke Sonic..." Orbot said gently. The red servant of Eggman then slowly backed away before sprinting away in fear of being attacked by the blue hedgehog.

"Sonic, SONIC! Please just calm down...Calm down...and tell us why you murdered my best friend...and your father. Tell us why you murdered him."

"Well...*sigh*...it all started nine years ago..."

And now, to continue...

"...in the laboratory of my father's. He was training me to become the mechanic/inventor he always wanted me to become, by assigning me my first project: To dismantle an active Laser Gun." Sonic narrated.

"Isn't that a bit...intense for your first project?" Eggman asked.

"Yes. Yes it was. Now shut up and listen." Sonic replied, and the story continued.

Anyways, it was actually pretty easy from what I can remember. Papa gave me instructions, after all, and everything was working out fine.

"So, son, how are you doing on your project?" My father asked.

"I'm doing good, papa. Almost done, actually." I replied.

"That's the little genius I know and love. Now keep working on it. I'll be right back with some chili dogs for the both of us."

"Chili Dogs? Yes!"

"Now stay safe, my boy. I'll be back before you know it." And with that, he had walked off to get the Chili Dogs.

However, while he was gone, the project became surprisingly complex. Everything started getting out of hand. I slowly removed the parts while he was gone, but that didn't help. Instead, it made matters worse. The pieces started becoming more and more fragile, my hands cramped up, and everything got out of hand. My small brain couldn't comprehend what was happening afterwards, though. Something was lodged in the laser gun. I didn't know what it was, and I still don't know what it was. However, it was jammed in between the cogs of two gears that were part of the activation system, and then... it happened.

"Sonic, I'm back!" My papa called to me. He walked with the chili dogs in hand, and set them on the table. However, he then looked up and saw me struggling to hold on to the out-of-control gun. It was charging beyond any power it had ever been at before. "Sonic, what's going on?" He asked me.

I simply replied: "I'm not sure, papa! Something's causing the laser gun to charge uncontrollably, but I don't know what!" I was starting to freak out. I didn't know what to do. That thing was jammed in the gears, and I couldn't identify it nor control its actions.

"Hold on, son! I'll fix it!" Papa yelled, and he ran towards me, ready to grab the gun from my hands. He leapt towards the gun, and just when he got his hands on it: it fired. The charged laser burst through his stomach, blasting a perfectly round hole through the center of it. He was knocked down by the force of the blast, and blood splattered everywhere around him. I backed away cowardly, and covered my eyes to make sure I didn't see anymore of this horrible sight. However, a minute or two afterwards, I uncovered my eyes...and saw my father's nearly dead body on the floor, surrounded by a massive pool of his own rich, crimson blood.

I walked towards him, absolutely devastated by the sight. "...Papa?"

"Sonic...why?...why did you do this?..." he asked, with only a small bit of life within him.

"N-No father...I didn't mean it...it was an accident, I swear..." But I didn't realize that this was irreversible. The crime I had just committed...whether it was intentional or not...was reprehensible.

"Son...please...can you grant me one last request?"

"Yes?..." I had tears in my eyes…And yet hearing his voice made it seem as if everything was going to be okay. But it wasn't.

"...Make sure nobody finds out about this...About this murder...about the lab...make sure none of it is ever found out about."

"Yes, papa." I replied.

"Th-that's a good boy...G-G-Goodbye...Sonic..." He replied weakly, and with that...he was dead. It was irreversible. My father...was dead.

"Papa...No...This can't be happening! No...NO...PAPAAAAAAAAAAAA!" I rushed to his side, bawling. "PAPA...DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME! PLEASE! Papa...no..." I was at a loss for words. I was kneeling beside my dead father's corpse, my legs submerged in his blood. I was devastated. First my mother died...and now my father had died. My knees were dripping in my father's blood. I forced myself to get up and out of the massive blood puddle, and I wanted to call for help. But I couldn't. Papa told me not to reveal the location of the lab to anyone, and if I called anyone, They'd find out about my father's research, and they'd probably arrest me for the murder of my father. I only had one option: Run. Run from it all. I tossed my lab coat on the ground, leaving it at the lab, and exited the lab, running as fast as I could to get away from this tragic accident.

I kept running through the forest behind my house, escaping my father's lab using the Emergency Exit. I kept running no matter what, crying over what I'd done: I had murdered my father. The thought wouldn't escape me, unfortunately, and it's stuck with me ever since. I kept running, until eventually I passed out from exhaustion. Around five hours later, I woke up in a location I'd never seen before...Green Hill. I then made a decision: To live here from here on out. I did just that, and ever since then... I put my past behind myself...or I at least tried to. No matter how hard I tried, the memory of my father's murder wasn't going to escape me...ever.

"And when I met Tails a few years later...I treated him like a son, and I've done so ever since..." Sonic concluded, and he slowly started crying once again.

"Wow...this was a bit darker than I had hoped." Eggman thought aloud.

"Yeah...and I feel like a fool...I betrayed my father by telling you the story...and now...I'm even more depressed than before."

"Sonic...as depressed as you may be...and as unfitting of a time this may be... part of your flashback...doesn't match up with what I see in the Electric Torturer." Eggman replied. He held up the aforementioned device, and proved what he was saying.

"Huh?"

"Sonic...you say you covered your eyes at the sight of your father being blasted in the stomach, correct?"

"Yes, that's how I remember it."

"Well, I say...that you may be starting to forget this memory after all!"

"Wh-WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"

Eggman scrolled through Sonic's memories, looking for something that didn't add up, until he finally found something. "See this picture? It clearly depicts your young, oh so 'innocent' face to be SMILING! In other words...YOU WERE KILLING YOUR FATHER IN COLD BLOOD!"

"BUT THAT'S NOT-"

"Sonic...tell me the truth...dig as deep into your memories as you wish...Did you plan all of this? Did you MEAN to kill your father, and everything after that smile...was that an act?!"

"No...NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Don't lie to me, hedgehog! If you want me to, I can dig up the truth...my way." Eggman was putting Sonic under serious pressure, and Sonic then yelled the truth:

"FINE! I admit it! From what I remember, I DID MURDER HIM RUTHLESSLY!...I had the strength to pull the gun away from him...but I didn't do it! I meant to murder him! I AM GUILTY!"

"So...the truth comes out. You MEANT to murder him, huh? Very well then. Let me ask you something, Sonic the Hedgehog...do you enjoy being evil? Did seeing your father die...bring you some demented form of pleasure?"

"...Yes. I..With a sort of 'guilty pleasure' feeling...enjoyed the feeling that came with killing my father."

"Oh, God...you're even more demented than me..."

"...I guess you could say that all this time...I really HAVE been a villain..."

"...Yes...Yes you have. Now, Sonic...a decision that may change your life draws nigh. Will you or will you not return to the path of evil?"

"...Return? But I was never REALLY on the side of evil..."

"...A decision that may change your life draws nigh. Will you or will you not JOIN the side of evil? Is that better?"

"Much better. But, I can't accept either way."

"WHAT?! B-But..."

"I have a responsibility. To protect the planet Mobius. I've seen what happened before when you brainwashed me! I won't let your little mind games fool me!"

"...Fine then. Carry on with your life of a hero. I don't care." Eggman replied, and he slowly walked out of Sonic's house.

"...Eggman?"

"What is it? I don't have all day, you know...I have a master plan to work on."

"...Maybe I could help with that plan."

"...Don't be ridiculous, hedgehog. I don't want your help. I can conquer Mobius on my own."

"Eggman, please let me help. With my inner genius and your inner genius put together...we could hatch the ultimate scheme."

"...Very well then. I suppose you can help." Eggman said reluctantly, but he was disguising what he really felt. He was ecstatic. His reverse psychology had worked.

"Yes! I promise you won't regret this, Master Eggshell!"

"Master...What?"

"Master Eggshell. You know, it's a codename of sorts."

'THIS...Will take some getting used to.' Eggman thought. "Very well, hedgehog. Now, blow into this whistle, if you please."

"Yes, Master Eggshell." Sonic said, and he blew into the whistle, which called over Orbot, riding in the Eggmobile.

"You called, master...wait a minute...SONIC CALLED?!" Orbot asked, confused.

"Orbot...Sonic's on our side now. I'll tell you about it after we get teleported over to the lair. Now, hop in, Sonic." Eggman motioned for the Hedgehog to hop in, and Sonic followed his orders.

"Are we ready to go, Master Eggshell?" Sonic asked, seating himself.

"Master Eggshell...HAHAHAAAAAA! Sonic, that's PRICELESS!" Orbot laughed.

"No it isn't." Eggman muttered. "And yes, Sonic. We're ready to go."

"Good! Now let's get going!" Sonic said enthusiastically, and he pulled the teleportation switch, taking the trio to Eggman's Lair, with an evil plan already in mind...

To Be Continued...