HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY.

thought I'd try something new. a different aspect of zonourge. where scourge attempts to manipulate into escaping but it backfires.
I kind of like the idea of Zonic realizing the struggle of identity Scourge is shown to have in the comics and tries to help him assert himself as his own hedgehog rather then just another "sonic" since he can see his point somewhat.

I know this probably isn't as good as the other zonourge ones I wrote, but I just wanted to try something new with this couple

Zonic pressed himself to the side of the cover he was using.

The emerald orbs flicking about for any sign of movement as the blue ears swerved for sounds. Earlier that day, a convict that escaped weeks prior had been spotted in the warehouse district. Unable to use the warp ring in his jacket, as it was replaced by a normal cash ring instead.

Zonic lightly felt the circle impression in his pocket before a trained breath left him. He couldn't leave it with the warden. Knowing him, he'd use it to weaponize a monstrosity to bring his own version of "justice" all throughout the zones.

Directing his attention back to his task, the blue hedgehog moved upwards slightly to gaze over the box he was behind.

His drooped blue quills kept in check by the helmet he wore with a safety visor over his eyes.

A voice was coming from the office of the warehouse.

Swiftly and silently, he shot towards a pile of lumber to the right. His green boots making no sound as he shifted behind it.

Something didn't feel….right.

"Well hey there sweetheart~ You miss me that much you came to find me?~," a voice with a slight rasp asked with a smirk evident in his tone.

Zonic moved quickly, barely dodging the foot that was centimeters from crushing his skull. "No, I came to bring you back into custody," he stated coldly.

The emeralds rested on the rugged and scarred green hedgehog. His leather and flamed jacket hanging loosely from his shoulders as if he were just putting it on or taking it off. The cold blues glinting with intent as a sharp tooth smirk grew on the peach muzzle.

"Scourge, you're under arrest...again.," Zonic said as he stood, his movements calm but guarded. "Am I now?," the green teen asked, his smirk growing from the question.

The two stood, seemingly frozen as they sized the other up. Swallowing, Zonic felt put off by that odd look in the deep pools of blue as he subconsciously took a step back. Only to grow more concerned when the other match his step by going forward.

"Gotta say blue, I'm impressed.," he drawled, moving slowly forward as the other stepped back. "The tip that was given that I was here was swept under the rug. I mean, who'd believe I'd be in a warehouse and not partying it up downtown?," he asked, his hands leaving his pocket. "But you knew better….didn't you blue?"

"Obviously...that's why I'm here.," Zonic said simply. The scarred hedgehog seemed to laugh at that," Really? Because I think it's because of another reason…," he said, chuckling when the other finally bumped into the wall.

"You're fascinated by the idea of a hero having a "bad side"," he smirked," Surprised that that said side broke away from that fixed shadow and became their own thing. Own being, separate from the original.," he seemed to grow nearer. Zonic feeling his mouth dry.

"And you want to know what it's like...to move away from that path...the one fixed onto you before you were even born….to make your own choice."

Zonic felt his breath get sucked from him as he slammed back into the wall. The verde male pinning him roughly and making their faces millimeters apart. "Don't you blue?~," he purred softly, the zone cop grunting in discomfort.

He apparently found a way to remove the collar that was around his neck. Clever.

"Stop calling me that.," he spat, shifting from the other's growing smirk. "Calling you what? Blue?" "I'm not him." "Aren't you though?," the emerald male asked smugly. "Think about it...you're just a letter off from his name….you look just like him...do a job similar to his...so aren't you him?"

"No. I'm not. I became my own person and made my own decisions….you're the one struggling with who you are and what you want. That's why you're trying to distance yourself so much from him..," Zonic spat back, uncaring that the smirk slowly disappeared. "Don't try to force your image issues on me..I'm content on what I do and what I choose."

"Are you now? Even when it's basically you against the world?," Green asked quietly. "I'm not alone! I have-" "Friends?," Scourge cut off smugly. "You mean the two idiots apart of your unit? The ones you never speak to outside of work? Or do you mean the countless others you push away because you're so focused on your job? Because of your attitude?," Zonic felt his heart stop and clench.

"Face it...the only reason you haven't been fired is because you're good at your job...No one would miss you if you disappeared."

The azure officer tried to force the demeaning thoughts away. "Face it blue…," the other smirked, giving a small lick to his cheek. "We're more alike in that sense...two people against the world...against everyone who'd rather see us dead."

Zonic squirmed against the other as he forced his lips against his, his hand reaching quickly towards his belt and snapping forward. Making the other break the kiss and scream as a tazer stabbed it's metal prongs into one of his chest scars.

The two toppled to the floor, Zonic reaching into his belt again for the spare collars and snapping his hand forward again. Clicking the collar hard enough around his neck to make the other gag.

"I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU.," he said lowly, panting as his face was red from many things. Anger, hurt, betrayal, doubt. The green male seemed to chuckle, slowly becoming a laugh," Oh really now?~ Says the one who played dirty to get the upper hand...nothing like the fair zone cop he's supposed to be."

A crash was heard as the sliding metal door was slammed open, zone officers scrambling in and shouting orders. "Officer Zonic!," a crocodile called out wit ha chameleon following behind. The blue male seemed to relax only a bit, thankful he told his partners what he was going to do and if he didn't check back in assume the worse.

Moving to stand up, Zonic roughly pulled the teen to his feet. Ignoring the smug smirk and look he was giving. "Put him in the car.," he said simply. An echidna rushing forward and roughly grabbing the escapey and forcing him to move towards the exit to the patrol cars.

"We'll continue this later~," the teen smirked over his shoulder towards the blue cop," No. We won't.," he snapped back, making the other laugh.

"Are you alright Zonic?," the chameleon asked, the hedgehog letting out a breath," Yeah, I'm fine," he said, ignoring to the best he could manage of the tingling in his lips from the forced kiss.

"Let's just...go.," he said, ignoring the worried looks his partners gave as he made his way back to the cars.

Later that evening, Zonic sat at his desk. Filling out the report of the incident for the records. Mind numbingly dull, he let his mind wander from the mindless task.

His thoughts moved to what the other said earlier. The words that made him find himself beginning to question what he really felt.

Sighing, he rested his head on the desk.

This is exactly what the other wanted. Not just to ponder his words, but to think about him in the process.

Silently, he moved the unfinished report to the side and stood. Letting his legs carry him to the door and out into the hall.

He barely noticed that he walked from his desk all the way to the solitary wing. Confused, he tried to remember why he was even there.

It wasn't until he heard a familiar chuckle did he realize it. "Hasn't even been a whole work shift and you missed me~," a voice said from behind the metal door.

"Not really...I just wanted to see what damage they did to you when you came in," he responded quietly. Barely making out the battered looking teen in the darkened cell through the small sliding opening.

A hum of acknowledgement came from the darkness as Zonic found himself sliding down and resting his back to the door.

"...I'm sorry…," he said, noting how quiet the other grew. "I didn't know that was how you felt about being a…," he paused at the word of their prime version. "It never really occurred to me that someone could be irritated, knowing they were always in the shadow of another them...I never really thought about it...I just did my part because I thought it was what I was supposed to do."

He paused, resting his arms on his knees," But just because you're destined for a role, doesn't mean you're not unique. How you handle what was placed upon you makes you your own person," he seemed to smile," And I think you're pretty unique...you practically said "fuck off" to the universe and made your own destiny instead. You're not the "Anti-Sonic" anymore...you're Scourge.," he said, his emerald orbs flicking back.

"Just like I'm not "No Zone Sonic". I'm Zonic, a zone cop. Who made out what he gets to do.," he leaned his head back, feeling the door bounce lightly as he felt the other lean against it. "You may be a Sonic...but that doesn't make you any less unique...any less you….the minute you start to think other wise it the moment you start to fall apart…trust me, I know too well what it's like."

He felt the door tremble slightly from the other, his emeralds disappearing as he closed his eyes and stood. "You're right...in a weird way we are alike…..Just not in the way you thought….We're alike because we're so different….Because we're not just a "Sonic". Because we're not just like him.," he turned towards the door," I just hope you can see that one day." he said quietly as he walked away from the cell.

Zonic felt his insides twist from the soft sob from behind the door.

Perhaps he could remind himself to see that more often than not. Rather then forget it at all.