[14 Years Later]

(Mobius United Gym; Friday, May 10 – 9:36 pm)

The sounds of punching and occasional grunts resounded in the medium sized gym. Everyone has finished their workouts for the day and headed home except for two workers. Since not a lot of people come to the gym at night, they don't really have to do anything around the building.

However, there is one person that comes and stays to workout all night.

Every

Single

Night

Actually, those sounds of punching are coming from him. His appearance when in the gym makes one believe that if they interrupted him, that a funeral would need to be set up. His blue quills drenched in the salty sweat that formed on his forehead. His black shorts swaying with furiously with the continuously fast movements. His six pack gleaming under the gym lights as if God himself sculpted them. His 23" tan arms bulged with every punch swung at the black punching bag. His knuckles wrapped up in beige gauze tape to protect them from the force of the swing. His emerald green eyes burning with intensity as if he was fighting for his life.

Well…

In a way he does almost every night.

"Hey M-"

"Do NOT finish unless you want a swift punch in the gut."

The blue hedgehog turned around with the fire still in his eyes. He turned around to see a green hedgehog. The green hedgehog has a swept back quills like his blue counterpart. He is wearing a leather jacket over a white tank top, dark blue jeans, and green and black sneakers. But what primarily sticks out on him is his red sunglasses resting on top of his head, and his piercing blue eyes.

"Do we really want to start another fight in here, nephew?" He walked up to his nephew, only a mere four inches to his face. "Last time we did that, this place almost burned down and the cops almost taught us. We don't need a round two."

"Then if you want to avoid that, address me the name I told you to address me by." The green one smirked at his nephew's fire. "Alright, Sonic. I'll remember next time."

Sonic turned back around and started swinging at the punching bag again. "What are you doing here anyway, Unc? This usually isn't your hangout spot like it is for me."

While Sonic was swinging away at the punching bag, his uncle casually walked around to the front of the bag smirking like a slight maniac. "Just seeing if you're ready for tonight's fight is all." After a swift kick, the blue counterpart walked up to him. "There's something else you're not fucking telling me. If you got something, spit it the hell out." With that, he turned around to pick up his black Nike gym bag and put on his white tank top before walking pass his uncle.

…

"You're going to face the top gun, tonight."

Sonic stopped with his hand on the door and had to slowly come to terms with what was said. "What did you say?" "You, nephew, will be facing the big man. 'The Brass Knuckle Man.' The man that every fighter has been scared of facing." He started to slowly walk towards him with his arms spread out. "If you need more clarification, I'll help you. The same man that disrespected your mother and siblings and almost shanked you in front of everyone."

Sonic's hand started to slowly crush the bar that opens the door and is shaking with anger. "…It's about damn time." "Aaaannd…being the nice and best uncle I can be, I requested the fight to be to the death on your behalf." Sonic smiled like a psychopath at that point and turned to his uncle. "You know me too well, Unc. I've been wanted to kill that fucker for a long time."

"And you will finally get to do it tonight." He put his hand on Sonic's shoulder.

"Embarrass."

"Avenge."

"Kill."

"And all of this with no consequences." He slowly let go of Sonic's shoulder and walked out while saying, "Be ready, nephew." And with that the door closed.

…

"I will be."

[Grand View Apartments; Friday, May 10 – 9:45 pm]

We see a pink hedgehog sitting at the dining table in her apartment, reading mail. She had curly, pink hair down to her shoulders, a slightly big bust (Cup Size: DD), and eyes so green that Granny Smith herself would be jealous. Standing at a comfortable average height of 5'5", males and females a like would stare at the pink haired beauty when she is walking down the street. Most people look at her bust or her hair, but everyone loves her legs. Strong and toned to the point that she could kick someone's head right off with it.

Which is exactly what she wants to do right now.

She is late on her rent and they sent her a three-month warning for eviction if she doesn't by August. The reason why she was late on rent? The boss at her old job kept sexually harassing her and almost raped her. She tried telling everyone about it, but the people that she did tell got threatened being fired from there job by the boss.

She even tried calling the police to have him arrested, but because the business was very well known for their customer service and hospitality, the police didn't believe a thing she said and went back to the station. So, she did the only option she could and can do at the moment.

She quit her job on the spot.

She knew that she needed the money for her apartment, but she refuses to put up with that disgusting man and his constant sexualized ways.

Now she just sitting in her apartment, rubbing her temples, trying to think of ways to pay her rent before she gets kicked out. "…God give me strength. I got to get out and clear my mind before I lose it." She got up out of her chair and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower before she headed out.

[Downtown Station Square; Friday, May 10 – 10:15 pm]

The pink haired beauty walked down the street sporting an all yellow hoodie with blue jeans and a pair of black Chuck Taylors. She has just been walking around the city finding something, ANYTHING, entertaining to do and/or watch. She would go to a bar and get her usual Scotch on the Rocks, but she has been cutting back on drinking, especially since she needs the money now for her rent.

As she was walking down 42nd street, she heard people cheering from the nearby alleyway and decided to have a look. However, when she looked down the alley all she saw was a red lion leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. She was going to turn away and keep walking, but curiosity got the best of her and she headed toward the red lion.

The lion noticed her presence and immediately stood up and stared at her. "You're here for the underground fight, girl?" Even though she doesn't know what the hell he was talking about, she didn't want to be bored any second longer. "Yea, I am. You going to let me in?" The lion turned around and opened the brick wall that turned out to be a door. "You came just in time; the main event is about to start. Come on down." The door opened up showing a staircase leading down. The lion and the hedgehog headed down while the door slowly closed behind them.

After walking down into darkness, light began to shine in the girl's face and what she saw made her kind of wished she kept walking down the street.

In this massive room, she saw a massive 20'x20'x10' cage, with no ceiling, just sitting in the middle of the room with bleachers surrounding it. But the main thing that got her was the blood. There was blood everywhere in this place. On the ground. On the cage. There was even some blood on people's faces because they were so close to the cage.

The lion looked at her before he left to be part of the audience. "Have fun." Now she is all alone and didn't know what to do in this situation. She was able to find a spot at the top of the bleacher right in the middle. The only time she is ever happy to be in this position is when she is at a movie theater with buttered popcorn and M&M's put together. Just when she was thinking about leaving this horrid place, a gray raccoon in a black tank top, blue jean shorts, and black sneakers comes into the cage and started talking.

"How the fuck is everyone doing?" The place started cheering so loud they could possibly rival a crowd at a basketball game. "If you guys are that pumped up, then you'll love the last fight we have for everyone tonight. Bare knuckles to the DEATH!"

The girl sat there shocked at what she just heard. 'What have I gotten myself into? Why am I still here? I should be leaving right now!'

"Let's bring these crazy motherfuckers out, huh? Come inside, boys!" The door on the left and right side of the cage opened up and the fighters came in. On the left side was a very tall (7'5") and very muscular grey rhino. He was just wearing a pair of blue basketball shorts with red sneakers and smiling like a complete idiot the entire time. On the right side was a tall (6'5") and muscular blue hedgehog. He was oddly enough wearing a pair of black jeans and Timberland boots with gauze bandages wrapped around his both of his hands. He also had an all-black tribal tattoo on his left arm and a tattoo on his right peck of a wolf howling and a human skull coming out his mouth howling*. But the main thing that sent shivers down the pink hedgehog's spine, if not everyone's spine, was his eyes.

The emerald green eyes stared at his opponent with no empathy and bloodlust. The long scar that was on his eye made it even scarier to look at. He was just standing still…and staring at the rhino…not caring about anything else. As much as she wanted to leave this place, something caused her to stay put and she doesn't know why. 'Why am I not moving? What is making me stay here? ...Why do I feel like there is something more about the blue one?' "For all the new asswipes that are here, these two are the top of the underground fights." He points to the left, "Over here, we have the fighter of all fighters. He is the 'Brass Knuckle Man'…BROCK!" As Brock lifted his arms in the air and roared to the crowd, everyone started cheering, feeling the rhino's adrenaline inside themselves. The raccoon then pointed to the right, "And over here, we have the silent assassin of the all fighters. He is the 'Tyr of the Underground'…SONIC!"

After the cheering died down, the raccoon looked at both of the fighters. "Alright, fellas. You know the rules. Anything goes, weapons can be used, and it is to the death. Raise hell!" And with that, the raccoon left the cage and locked all the door ways.

(Sonic's POV)

'I finally got this fucker right where I want him. The craving for blood inside me is rising right now and the cheering from the crowd is making is go to its peak. Brock has no idea of who he is going up against.'

Brock causally walked up to Sonic with a smug smile. "Listen, boy…I know you don't want me to hurt you. So how about you surrender and leave?" Sonic just stood his ground and stared at Brock. "No? You want your ass kicked? Oh well the-" A swift right hook connected with his jaw and he fell to the ground, causing a miniature dust cloud to arise. After he regained his composure, Brock stood up holding his jaw and stared down the blue hedgehog with newly ignited fury in his purple eyes. "Alright, you want a fight to the death? I'll make you regret being born."

He ran towards Sonic and tried to ram him with his horn but missed by a split second as the blue hedgehog side stepped, causing Brock to slam into the cage, horn first. With him being stuck, Sonic saw the opportunity to start getting some hits in. He sped walked over to Brock and started punching the guy in the gut viciously. What made it even more painful was that Sonic was using some actual brass knuckles that someone threw in the cage.

Every punch thrown caused a bruise to form or the skin to be cut open along with the occasional grunts and scream coming from the rhino as he is taking punches and trying to get free at the same time. Sonic stopped punching and slowly walked away from the rhino that is starting to slump. As soon as Brock got free, however, "AAAHHH!" A big boot to his face and he went crashing down to the ground. All that was seen after the dust cleared was a rhino with a black eye, a bruised torso, and a bloody nose. The crowd cheered as the 'Brass Knuckle Man' fell the ground. The pink hedgehog is still sitting there staring at the fight with frightened eyes and a fast-beating heart.

Sonic walked up to Brock and started talking to the dazed rhino. "Come on, Brock! I thought you were better than this!" He kicked his stomach, causing Brock to roll over clutching it. "You're wasting my fucking time!" "You want better, I'll give you better, you son of a bitch!" Before Sonic could process what happened, Brock picked him up and slammed him to the ground, landing his own punches to the hedgehog's face. Sonic dodged a two or three, but ultimately got hit horribly. So much so that blood was coming out of his mouth, causing his white teeth to turn red. Brock stopped punching and put Sonic into a headlock, trying to snap his neck.

"You know you're going to die. So about you die with some dignity, boy?" Sonic was clenching his teeth, refusing to die by the hands of this grey fuck. "I'm-I'm got e-even going t-to give you the fucking pleas-sure, you fucking cunt." Brock gripped Sonic's head tighter after that. "Are you sure about that? Your mom would love to see her son."

…

'I'm going to kill you.'

"Her fucking failure of a child."

…

'I'm going to kill you.'

"I wonder how she feels seeing you right now. In the fucking dirt."

…

'I'm going to kill you.'

"She must know you are a pussy since you can't help yourself…"

He got closer to Sonic's ear, "Just like how you couldn't save her from that break-in and fire."

'AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!'

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

The dam broke free as Sonic stood up with Brock on his back. He ran forward to the cage wall and a did one eighty spin before he hit the cage and slammed Brock, causing the rhino to let go. Sonic turned immediately and started throwing his sledgehammer-like fist into Brock's face and gut, giving him no time to breathe or collect himself. He realized the rhino was slumping to the ground and backed off of him only for someone in the crowd to throw in a kendo shinai at his feet. He looked at the weapon then picked it up with one hand, feeling the wrath coursing through his veins. He looked over at the rhino slowly getting back up to feet and walked over there and connected the shinai to his face.

"Aaaahhh, fucking bitch!" Brock screamed and held his face had a stream of blood going down his face. Sonic continuously beat Brock's face in with the shinai until the entire weapon broke into multiple pieces. After that was over, someone threw in something that the blue hedgehog hasn't seen and used in a long time…

a sledgehammer wrapped in barbedwire.

Memories flashed into his mind and a psychotic smile showed upon his face. Brock looked up after getting the cobwebs out of his head and saw the sledgehammer. Without hesitation, Brock was practically begging while scooting away from the crazed hedgehog. "W-wait, Sonic! You don't have to don't have to do this! Please!" Keeping that same psychotic smile, Sonic answered, "Of course I don't have to, … but I WANT TO!" "NO!" Sonic swung the sledgehammer into Brock's face and, instantly, blood was everywhere. On the ground, on Brock, on Sonic. Some even flew in to the crowd that wanted to see the action up close. After a couple of swings into the rhino's gut, Sonic threw aside the sledgehammer. "Get up, you grey fucker! GET THE FUCK UP!" Brock slowly got up only to get picked up and be held in the same chokehold that he had on Sonic earlier. "Now you are going to tell me how the fuck you know about my family before I leave you to rot in this fucking cage." Sonic whispered in Brock's ear. "The b-blue eyed m-man told me-e." Sonic's grip became tighter as he put Brock on his knees. "What is his fucking name?" "I-I don't k-know."

"Don't fucking lie to me, you piece of shit!"

"I s-swear I do-don't know. H-he wouldn't l-let me see his fa-ace or know h-his na-name."

'Just another fucker in my damn way then.'

"Say hi to the devil for me." And with that, Sonic snapped Brock's neck and the rhino fell to the ground, lifeless.

(Normal POV)

As soon as Sonic picked up the sledgehammer, the pink hedgehog ran to the door and down the street to her apartment. She slammed the door shut behind her and slowly slid down to the floor, hyperventilating after the carnage she just witnessed.

Why did she stay there for so long?

What was making her stay there?

Before she could even enter into her own thoughts, she heard her name being called from the kitchen.

"Amy! Amy, is that you?" Walking out of the kitchen was a black hedgehog with red highlights accented on his quills and his forearm. He was in his usual casual look consisting of a red tank top, black basketball shorts, and white short socks since his shoes were resting that the door.

"Yeah, it's me, Shadow." She quickly got up from the floor before he started asking questions about what was wrong with her. As the black hedgehog came into view, he noticed that she was breathing heavily. "You okay, Amy? Why are you breathing so hard?" "O-oh, it was starting to rain and I didn't have an umbrella so, I ran here so I can beat it. But I think Mother Nature just wanted to scare me because I don't hear any rain right now."

"I almost forgot how much you hate getting wet by the rain." Shadow chuckled at Amy. Shadow is Amy's big brother and he is protective of her. When Amy was born, Shadow was four and, like any big brother would, vowed to look after her and make sure she is safe at all cost. However, he may have took the vow too far as they both got older. When Amy got her first cellphone, Shadow successfully was able to track everywhere she went…at age 14. What Amy once thought was a typical big brother not wanting anything happen to his little sister, is now not only annoying, but practically crossed the line of privacy. Every boyfriend she has had in the past, has broken up with her solely for the fact that Shadow keeps tabs on them to the point that he threatens to…no - PROMISES - to kill them if anything happened to Amy. Whatever apartment complex she moves into, he has made a key to the place and always welcomes himself in…just like today.

"Shadow?! What the hell did I tell you about making a key to my place and coming in here, UNINVITED?" Shadow put his hands up as if he was surrendering. "I know, I know. But I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I'm your big bro, I got to look out for you." He said as he put his right arm over her shoulder but, she was not amused as she pushed his arm off her. "Shadow, I'm 25 years old. I can look after myself."

She walked to the door and opened it. "I love you and all, but you got to go. I've had a long day and I just want to get some sleep."

"Are you su -"

"SHADOW!"

"Okay, okay. My white flag is up." He put on his black and white slides on and headed to the door. Before he left, he hugged Amy as she hugged him back. "Love you, Pinkie." "Love you too, Shadow." They let go as Shadow left the apartment. Once Amy closed the door, she slowly slid down the door and finally let out a breath she didn't know that she was holding.

"…I need to get some sleep…this is too much for one night."

"What the fuck did I do to myself?"

The fight scene was inspired by the song 'Deadwood' by Real Slow Motion. I recommend listening to it if you wanna feel like a badass.

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