*The beginning of this chapter involves heavy sexual content.

14 - High Passion - 14

Morning, 11:45 AM

This was a thousand times worse than when they were in that abandoned casino, simply because there were less restrictions. They had way more room, they were in a bed to do this in, and they had nothing but time. The lights were off and the curtains were closed, but the morning sunlight was still peeping inside to illuminate the room as they needed it to. Shadow's bedroom was spacious, clean and perfect to get wild in. It had a modern headboard, red sheets, a canopy with red curtains and fluffy black pillows. The mattress felt like a cloud, and Sonic could smell his coffee scent all throughout the fabrics, which only turned him on even more. They were both completely nude, wrestling around on the covers. The moment Sonic conceded into giving Shadow what he wanted, he tackled him on the bed and crawled on top of him. They were kissing profusely and rather sloppily, holding each other's hands tightly and moaning longingly. As they French kissed, Sonic could tell Shadow had gotten better since last time, and he was doing a better job in keeping up with him.

Sonic could feel Shadow's length hitting against his stomach, pleading to be touched. He disconnected the kiss reluctantly, saliva falling from their lips. The blue hedgehog let go of the biohog's palms and reached down to rub his hands between his thighs. He could feel him twitching under his touch, and the ultimate life form was having a harder time regulating his breathing. Licking his lips with erotic excitement, the blue one gently grazed his fingers on his member, watching it ooze precum. "Mmmn..." He gazed at the organ hungrily, dangling his spit covered tongue over it like a savage beast. He then slathered his tongue directly against the head, causing Shadow to flinch violently. He gripped his fingers into the sheets, his legs involuntarily opening wider for his lover. His lingua swirled around the tip before playfully kissing the slit. An animalistic growl came from Shadow, his red eyes were becoming a stronger shade of bright ruby red. His body was growing fiercely impatient, he couldn't fight the urge anymore. No, this wouldn't be like his dream, he needed more than that. He reached out to grip the top of Sonic's head and drive himself directly into his mouth. "...!" Sonic gagged a little, but his eyes were so clouded with lust that he allowed Shadow to be as forceful as he wished. He reached up to grip Shadow's hand harder against him, silently giving him full permission to use him like a living sex toy.

As he thrusted himself into the blue one's mouth, he could feel him moaning. He was getting aroused from sucking him off, his tail wagging abundantly from behind. He rubbed his palms against his inner thighs lovingly, loving the feel of him under his touch. Shadow made a sudden strong thrust, causing him to gag again. But that sound was so stimulating for him to hear, he needed to hear him choke again. Shadow sat up on his knees and pressed both of his hands against the sides of the younger one's head. He then gripped some of his quills and forced himself in and out of his mouth, over and over. Sonic could feel his length reach the back of his throat in quick succession. He could barely breathe, but he was getting off on this so much that he didn't even care if he suffocated. He gripped Shadow's hips to push his face even farther into his crotch, his lips touching his pelvis with almost every thrust. The biohog continued to hump his face, his eyes growing half lidded with raw pleasure. This was absolute perfection—No wonder Sonic did this so often with other people. If this was how it felt, shit...Maybe he wouldn't have minded if Gerald only created him breeding purposes. This feeling, this impure excitement was second to none. He never felt this way before, he wanted to feel like this every day of his ageless life. And the way Sonic just took every single thrust like it was nothing, he was amazing.

But no, this still wasn't enough. He needed more.

He yanked onto his quills to pull his length from out of his wet cavern for a mouth. When he did, Sonic immediately fell into a coughing fit. He let him catch his breath for a moment, getting off of the bed before shoving the blue one onto his stomach on the bed. Feeling a little frantic from how rough Shadow was going, Sonic tried to get another moment to think. "S-Shadow-" He was pulled from behind by his legs off the bed. "...!" In a quick instant, Shadow was holding him upside down with one arm, the younger one's legs laying against his nook of his shoulder, his feet dangling behind his back, and his face hovering right in front of both his still rigid manhood and his black furred sack. Shadow placed his free hand against the back of his head, gripping onto his quills again. He made sure to grab the duller ones so he wouldn't cut his hand, but it honestly didn't matter. His grip was still rough, and he thrusted his member into his mouth again. "N-Nnmm..." Sonic had to be frank with himself, he definitely didn't expect Shadow to pull something like this, and he had never been put in this kind of position before. What was this, a variant of a standing sixty-nine? He wasn't complaining of course, he secretly loved every God damn second of this. He gagged again, feeling his boyfriend's member immediately reach down his esophagus. "N-Nmm!" The walls echoed sounds of both slurping, and much louder moaning. Shadow was silently marveling at his blue arse as he shoved himself in his mouth. The elder placed the hand that was holding his body above his blue behind, before groping and massaging his cheeks. "Mmmnnn...! Mmmnnn...! Nmmmm~!" Hearts fluttered in Sonic's eyes as Shadow gave him a good smack on the ass.

An abrupt red spark shined in Shadow's eyes. He could feel it—It was coming. "Ngh..." He drove his hips faster and faster against Sonic's mouth, his grip on his body tightening and he increased his pace. He wrapped both arms around his body as extra leverage, as this was going to take every ounce of strength he had. He felt his knees buckle, his back arching as he felt it rise up within his stomach. "Shit...Fuck..." Shadow hissed sharply, his eyes clenching shut. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...!" One last thrust, and he saw stars. "Fuck!" He snarled with a sexual growl, his hips making last minute thrusts as his essence poured from his body and directly into Sonic's mouth. White fluids dribbled from in between Shadow's legs and down Sonic's face. Finally slowing to a stop, he ceased thrusting himself in his lover's mouth, something he wouldn't be doing again for a while. His length was soft, his balls were drained, and he had finally gotten it all out.

That...was probably the best thing he had ever felt, ever.

It was like all of his problems just suddenly disappeared, like there was no reason to stress over anything. Eggman? So what? Infinite? Who cares? He was on cloud nine right now, nothing could ruin this moment.

Stabilizing his breathing, he soon realized he was literally asphyxiating Sonic to death with his penis.

"Oh shit." He carefully pulled himself out, and heard agonizing gagging and coughing. Damn, he might have gone too far with that. Not to mention the blue one had blood rushing to his head for at least fifteen minutes straight. Oof, he looked a little nauseous. Shadow diligently pulled him upright into his arms and carried him to the bathroom quickly. After he put him down on the tile floor, he rushed out of the room, only to return with one of the water bottles he left in the living room earlier. "I...I'm sorry." He said quietly as he watched the hero cough up more of Shadow's white seed into the toilet. He got behind him and held his quills back, a lot more softly this time, so they wouldn't get in the way.

Roughly clearing his throat, Sonic attempted to lift his head up from the porcelain bowl. "You know-" A cough. "-I'm not a spitter, normally I could have swallowed all that."

Sweet lord, he could? "I...O-Oh."

"But you had so much comin' out at once-" He rasped as he wiped the side of his own face to get rid of some of the fluids, wincing at some latent pain in his jaw. "-And being in that position...I couldn't hold it down. I don't think I'll be able to talk right for days...My fuckin' jaw is numb, I can't feel my tongue or anything." He reached for the water bottle and took a small sip. He moved his neck around to make sure Shadow didn't put a crick in it. "Hoooo boy," He slumped against the toilet, physically exhausted. "You kinda fucked me up there, not gonna lie."

"I'm sorry," Shadow repeated. "I...I didn't realize what I was doing, I didn't know I was going that rough."

"It's cool-" Another cough. "-Don't think I can do that again for a while, though." Then, Sonic smirked. "You blacked out, didn't you?"

Huh, he was right. He didn't focus on anything but getting stimulated. "Yeah I...Guess you're right."

"That's what you needed to feel, that's how you release." That impish glint in Sonic's eyes glowed just a bit brighter as his grin widened. "That crazy explosion of euphoria firin' off in your brain is what it's all about. Then after that, you feel all gooey and relaxed, like you just got a wicked high from the best drug on the market." Sonic sighed with a nostalgic smile, remembering all the times he busted the best nuts in his life. "It's never as good as the first time, though." He saw Shadow offer his hand to help him up, to which Sonic graciously took. As they walked in the bedroom, Sonic figured that their mission to relieve Shadow was accomplished. When they both sat down, Sonic placed the water bottle on his right nightstand and began fixing his quills. He could feel that Shadow put them out of place with all that grabbing. "Mind if I use your shower? I definitely gotta brush my teeth..."

The elder nodded. "Of course, but did you want to do it there?"

Sonic blinked. "Do what?" Then he realized what he meant and denied the suggested proposal with a small laugh. "Oh no, Shads, buddy. We can't go another round with you squirtin' like that, you'll die at this rate."

"Not me," Shadow insisted. "You didn't finish. Isn't it right that you have some relief as well?" He made a puzzled expression when he saw the hero nearly let out a tear. Shadow was already acting like a good lover, he was so proud of him. He knew he took control of the entire session and mainly pleased himself, and wanted to repay him by servicing him some pleasure as well. As much as Sonic loved sucking him off and him groping his ass like that, that wasn't nearly enough for him to blow. Seems Shadow noticed that as well, especially since Sonic never unsheathed his shaft. He wanted to change that and make Sonic happy, too. Plus, he really wanted to see what he was working with. He reached out to touch his fawn chest and his abdomen, feeling both of his lungs, his blood stream, and even his heart that was still clouded with lust. The blue blur was still a little sensitive under his touch, he noticed. "Let me make you feel good, too."

The younger hedgehog made a sympathetic smile. "Aww Shadow," Soon, his tone grew from sweet to patronizing very quickly. "I don't wanna hurt you."

A vein instantly appeared on Shadow's forehead. He threateningly crawled closer towards him, to which the hero cautiously backed away with every move. "I just fucked your throat upside down, and you're still taunting me?" He scowled as he grasped his legs tightly to pull them closer. "Look, I can take whatever you want me to dish out. And if I mess something up, tell me and show me how to do it right." He furrowed his brows as he lowered his head in between his legs. "I want to touch you, and I want you to feel good too. Didn't you say we would do this together?"

Sonic awkwardly poked his fingers together, as he couldn't deny that. "I know, but-"

"But nothing." Shadow retorted. "You talk so much big shit. Well," He pressed his hands in between Sonic's thighs to push them apart. "I want you to dominate me and make me do your bidding. I'm demanding you to do so." He then flashed his rival a competitive glower. "Unless of course, you're too scared-" He felt something smack directly in his face, and there was a rather long and wide shadow hovering over his face. His amber red eyes adjusted carefully, slowly backing his muzzle away to see the very treasure he's been after this whole time. He gulped at it's appearance—It was big. "...!" Very big. The length, it's girth, even it's weight seemed heavy if he could hold it in his hands. Peach colored and...Curved, it seemed. So this was what Sonic had hidden down there. He couldn't deny that it looked not only pleasing, but utterly appetizing. He probably couldn't do it well like Sonic, but he still wanted to put this in his mouth. In fact, he knew nothing about what to do per say, his instincts just took over. He tore his eyes away from his shaft and glanced upwards at the younger hedgehog's gaze.

That strange ominous glow in his eyes was radiating neon green again. "Oh fuck the hell yes," Sonic's voice was a lot huskier than before, and he looked as if he could barely contain his own perversion. He was leering at him, biting his bottom lip, his cheeks lightly red. "I fuckin' love it when you talk dirty like that, babe." He caressed his hand underneath Shadow's chin and placed a thumb over his lip. "You ready for me?"

He wasn't even playing coy, he was just that drunk on desire. But Shadow wasn't daunted. "Do your worst."

That leer widened alarmingly. "Do my worst? Baby, doing my worst would be me gagging you-" Sonic harshly pushed Shadow down onto the bed, on his back. "-Spanking you with a paddle-" He danced his fingers underneath his legs and pushed them apart, causing the ultimate life form to wince. "-And fucking you against your apartment window, so everyone can see just how depraved and slutty GUN's new SEA is." A heavy hazardous chuckle passed through the hero's lips. "Or maybe I could hook up a couple of toys inside of you...Make 'em vibrate and see just how long you last. Seein' your fucking legs shaking from cumming so hard, mmmnn..." He licked his lips ravenously, his eyes narrowing on Shadow, who looked flustered at his choice of words. He pinned him down with his arms over his head, and his legs lifted over Sonic's shoulders. "I wanna fuck you until you're brain dead right now, but I don't wanna take you like this. Not yet, babe. I don't care what you say, 'cause I say we need more time for that. So for now—" Sonic held up his fingers, and blue concentrated chaos energy began to surge through them like lightning prongs. He lowered them in between the elder hedgehog's legs. "We're gonna pretend that I'm inside of you, and we can play a game of 'chicken'. Whoever cums and begs for mercy first, loses." Those immoral eyes were intimidating, and their pupils thinned into slits. "Whaddaya say, Shads?" He plucked his chaos charged fingers into Shadow's flaccid penis, and in an instant, it immediately stood right up with a full erection.

Gasping strongly, Shadow's legs trembled in his hold. How the hell did he do that with chaos energy? "H-How did you-!?"

"You play with fire," Sonic pushed his lower body against Shadow, causing them both to moan. "You get scorched, Shadow."

"N-Ngh...!" Their members were rubbing together, and Sonic was thrusting himself onto him to rub them harder. He could tell Sonic's been wanting to do this ever since the stairwell, because this was similar to what they did but far more intimate with their members exposed. Shadow's arms were held above him, he couldn't move or do anything but watch as the younger hedgehog lunged his manhood against his own. Watching was periodically decreasing the GUN agent's sanity, because he had never experienced or seen anything like this before. He never watched porn, and he never engaged in anything sexual himself until these last couple of nights. Shadow knew the gist of what sexual activities suggested, such as intercourse with penetration or foreplay with touching and rubbing specific body parts. He only knew those things thanks to reading about procreation and Mobian breeding on the Ark. But this...The hero was right—It was almost like the real deal, because he was acting as if he really was penetrating himself inside of Shadow. They were both so sensitive down there, so any little touch or breeze of any kind of sensation could send them through the roof. But this rough, forceful momentum of pleasure was leaving their minds completely blank. Suddenly, Sonic reached down and gripped the bottom of Shadow's face. He dived down for a strong kiss, attacking him with his tongue. The biohog noticed that every time they French kissed, Sonic attempted to be gentle and never force his way into his mouth. But this time, he evidently didn't give a damn about gentleness anymore. Shadow still didn't back down, however. He would keep up with him for as long as he could hold out.

He felt Sonic suck against his tongue, and he could taste some of his own essence from earlier. He then broke the kiss and bit down on his lip, causing Shadow to moan. He pressed more rough kisses down his face and under his chin, grunting as he thrusted faster and harder. "If I can't fuck you," Sonic growled sadistically. "I'll just frot you until you cum instead." He bit his neck, and pressed his lips under his fur to suck a hickey onto his skin. "Fuck I wanna be inside of you so bad, I wanna cum inside of you..." He moaned with an almost manic laugh. "But I want you inside of me too. You used my mouth like a fuckin' fleshlight, so now I'm gonna use your entire body as one. I wanna drain you and take every last fucking drop you have!" He sucked more hickies all over Shadow's neck, then he used his other hand to reach down and press his fingers through his white chest hair. "Let's see~" He teased while thrusting against him a little harder. "Oh? That's where they are~" He felt hardened nubs underneath his chest fur, and began to rub his thumbs on his nipples. Shadow made a panicked mewl, his legs widening pleadingly. "You know, I dunno why..." Sonic pulled them a little, earning a gasp from the biohog. "But every time I touch you, I feel fucking crazy. It feels like I can't even control myself. You feel so good, you're so fucking hot—You make it so hard for me to keep myself in check." He smiled depravedly at Shadow's expression, his mouth agape and stuck in pleasure. "But I love this feeling." He shared another deep, steamy kiss with him again, groping his hand onto his chest.

Panting and sweating, feeling and literally looking red, Shadow was completely enthralled by Sonic's treatment. He wanted more, so much more of him. "Yes...Haa...more..." He hotly whispered. He felt Sonic rub his hands up and down his arms and finally grip his shoulders, using his entire upper body as leverage to drive his hips forward harder and harder. The immense friction between their lengths was electrifying, precum smothered and dripping down their thighs. With every push against him, Sonic grunted bestially as if he had been pent up for a long time as well. Or as if he was trying to release some buried unbridled rage. His eyes were absolutely frenzied, huffing and panting like a wild animal. He could tell this wasn't enough for him, he wanted something better, something more constrictive. Since his hands were free again, Shadow took it upon himself to reach down below and grasp both of their members. He felt Sonic flinch with a surprised but amused groan, momentarily pausing his thrusts. The elder lover began to rub up and down, stroking their lengths together. "Mmn...Ahh..." He felt the hero readjust his body to better feel Shadow's hands. He bent over his body and placed his hands on the headboard, holding tightly. He raised his leg upwards and planted his foot next to Shadow's head, while the other leg kneeled beside his lower body. Now at an even better angle, Sonic thrusted once more, this time causing both of their members to rub up in the GUN agent's palm. Shadow increased the speed of his strokes, constantly mewling and moaning for their eminent releases.

"Yeah keep touchin' me like that..." Sonic grunted, the bed frame slamming into the wall. "Don't stop...Keep jerkin' us off."

Shadow could feel it again, it was coming. "S-Sonic...!"

"I wanna see you cum, I want it on me...Cum all over me Shadow, please...!" With one last thrust and one last stroke, the blue one bellowed a long and exhilarating cry of pleasure, his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. Shadow tore his fingers through his sheets as he gasped and moaned loudly, his second orgasm occurring right afterwards. He made a few last strokes to get every drop of their seed out, just like Sonic said. White spewed onto their lower abdomens, and a few blows landed on Shadow's chest fur. Sonic was releasing so much of it that it was dripping out of Shadow's hand and down both of their legs. Their shafts soon became soft, completely finished and emptied of energy. The neon glow in Sonic's eyes finally faded away, and wouldn't return for some time.

Their bodies were completely still, they took this time to catch their breaths.

A pregnant pause of silence.

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...After some minutes passed, Sonic stood up onto the bed and stepped over Shadow, before sitting down on the opposite side of the bed. He slouched over and lowered his head, still trying to stave off the dying waves of euphoria. Shadow had turned over and pressed the side of his face against the pillows, still gripping his fingers into the now damaged sheets. "Did I um..." Sonic spoke with an airy voice. "Did I go too far?"

"No." Shadow responded quietly.

"Wanna shower together?"

"Yes."

The two stepped back into the bathroom, holding each other's hands with Shadow guiding the other with him. Once the hot water rained down upon them, the biohog reached to pull Sonic close to him. He embraced him tightly, nuzzling his face into the nook of his shoulder. Surprised by this act of gentle intimacy, Sonic smiled and hugged him back. They held each other during most of the shower, lightly swaying under the stream. The hero lightly gasped when he felt Shadow kiss and suck underneath his neck. He made a soft moan as he felt him create a hickey onto his neck, payback from earlier. He pet the back of Shadow's head, kissing his forehead lovingly. The ultimate life form wanted so badly to say it, to say what he said in his dream. But he was too afraid of what Sonic would say, afraid that the nightmare end of his dream would come true. So, he ruefully decided not to. Perhaps it was best. If he couldn't express it to him that way, hopefully he understood close enough through his physical acts of affection. A while after, they actually bathed themselves and cleaned off the crusting bodily fluids off of their figures. They even playfully washed each other—Shadow in particular washed Sonic's back but snuck in a few tickles at his sides. Sonic giggled and gleefully told him to stop, but he didn't of course.

They exited the bathroom together after around ten to fifteen minutes, and plopped themselves onto the messy bed. Despite all the chaos they caused, thankfully none of the sheets were stained. Sonic immediately cuddled himself up against Shadow's chest and buried his face in his chest fur. Smiling at this, the GUN agent pulled the covers over their nude but clean bodies. He looked over at his night stand to check the time on his digital clock.

Afternoon, 2:45 PM

Wow, they spent three whole hours messing around? Ridiculous, but not surprising.

Shadow just turned back over and held Sonic close, laying his head against his.

"Shadow." Sonic mumbled, his voice drowsy.

"Mmn."

"Don't you need to do somethin'...?" He asked absent-mindedly, his eyes already closing. "Like with that Infinite guy?"

The ultimate life form rolled his eyes. "The doctor operates late at night, I'll worry about that later." He kissed his head and closed his eyes as well. "Shhh, just go to sleep."

Sonic was talking in his sleep, at this point. He had already fallen into a light slumber. "Mmkay..."

They stayed like that for the rest of the day, in each other's arms and fast asleep.

Unknown Location

Eggman's Hidden Underground Base

Evening, 7:45 PM

Vitals normal, brain activity stable, blood cells regulated and oxygen levels were secure. Having all of these monitors around to give him constant updates on the jackal's body was essential, as he needed to know at all times if he was reacting to the new fluids safely. Or if he was even alive. No normal body could handle such extreme chemicals, such as raw chaos energy that was liquified into the form of intravenous. It was all inside of this one tall life pod, similar to the one the Ultimate Life Form once slept in for fifty years. The liquid was brilliantly glittery, sparkling with raw power with multiple colors flying around it's container. The jackal was unconscious, his eyes closed in a deep sleep he wouldn't wake up from for a long time. Thick black wires were attached to his body from inside to outside of the pod. Occasionally, bubbles would float to the top. Any wrong move or tap against the glass of that capsule, and this whole continent could explode. Soon, Infinite would be ran entirely on Chaos Energy just like Shadow. Unfortunately, as much as he never wanted to admit this, Eggman was not the genius his grandfather was. His grandfather Gerald Robotnik was the kind of mastermind that no one could rival, not even himself. He was only able to blow up the moon and use Shadow as a pawn in the past, because of all the parameters his elder relative had already set up decades prior. While he would know most of the schematics and plans of his machines and experiments, he could never understand them one hundred percent.

Though years have past and his own IQ has only increased, this situation was different. Eggman never though he'd be able to get a Mobian to agree to his experiments, so he was just going to design a robot that could attempt to handle the powers of the Phantom Ruby. This was unplanned, and things that go unplanned were usually a recipe for disaster. However, Sonic always foiled plans that were planned. The unknown in this instance, could play in his favor for once. After all, the blue blur would never see this coming, and he doubt he knew anything about the Phantom Ruby. If he did, he would have had it already, but it now in Eggman's possession. Well, maybe not his, but Infinite's. Sitting upon the center of the chest of the jackal in the pod, was a magenta icosahedron. The gem was attached to his flesh at this point, and he remember the horrid pain the Mobian went through when it found it's host. Shame—If it was a robot, it wouldn't have screamed and gave him such a headache. But at least he was silent for now.

Now his lab was completely quiet, save for the hum of machines and blooping of the bubbles in the pod. It was dark, as the chaotic liquid was providing enough light with it's radiating power. The walls, ceilings and floors were metallic, monitors and cameras all over the place, wires as thin as spaghetti and as thick as pythons lined the room. High tech equipment was displayed all throughout, beeping and illuminating their space with neon lights. A large metal desk that arched nearly across the entire room sat right in front of the pod. A great genius of over three hundred IQ was sitting behind it, watching his computers with great interest. The doctor figured now would be a good time to activate the last step. One more thing needed to be done before Infinite's procedure would be completed. This would be the greatest yet harrowing plot he ever had, and he couldn't let anything stop him from accomplishing his goals. Who would have known that the Hero of Mobius, came from a heritage of a bunch of devils. For all his years of fighting against Sonic, he had no idea what he was toying with this whole time. For once, he was technically acting as a hero. If this worked, he would save this planet from a horrible fate. Then, he smirked. Perhaps enslavement under the Eggman Empire would be a better alternative-

"D...Doctor...?"

The genius Overlander turned his head upwards at the life pod curiously. Infinite's voice was barely heard, muffled behind the thick glass and liquid. "Ah, you're awake. The pain you felt from the ruby earlier must have really put you in shock. But you're fine, now."

"What's...Happening to me?"

"Your body is being properly adapted to the ruby's power with pure chaos energy. Soon your body will be built almost entirely biologically like Shadow, the Ultimate Life Form. Not a bad exchange for your cooperation, eh?" The genius chuckled darkly. "If everything goes right, we could both rule over this world together." His circular glasses shined with ill-intent. "You could be the second most powerful person on the planet, and live forever. Now be still, there's just one last thing for me to do." He began typing away, preparing to initiate what he's been waiting for. His fingered hovered over the key, his mouth wide with evil and triumph-

The door to the room was smashed open, flying across the room.

"...!?" Eggman flinched and looked at the entrance. Those were extremely heavy metal doors, not even that red echidna could punch it down that easily. But not even that, how the hell did an intruder get inside? His defenses were unstoppable, it was inconceivable that anybody could get inside, not even his own henchmen. He pressed a few more keys quickly, activating a barrage of robotic arms with guns to aim.

As the dust from the door smashing settled, a figure stepped through it slowly.

They wore militant clothing of the forest green shade. Their black boots clicked against the floor as they proceeded to march their way into the room. The guns immediately began to fire. As bullets rained down upon the intruder, a bunch of smoke from the barrels started to spread in the room. Eggman momentarily stopped the bots from shooting, furrowing his brows. Then, he gawked when he saw that the intruder was not at all injured in anyway from the bullet hell, holding up a long black baton. When he pressed a key to shoot at them again, the intruder just smacked them all with that baton. Metal clinks echoed in the room as they were deflected right back at the doctor. He yelped and ducked down behind his desk last minute, the bullets now stuck in the wall behind him. He peeked his head from behind the desk with alarm.

Who was this?

It wasn't a GUN soldier, they didn't dress like this. This person wasn't an Overlander, they were too short. It had to be a Mobian, as he did notice something that looked like a tail behind them, but he couldn't see entirely from this angle. Their head was covered by a strange, black, futuristic helmet. One that somewhat resembled a motorcycle helmet. Their gloves were white, but blue on the palms. That baton wasn't a normal size, as it shouldn't have been that long, almost like a sheathed sword. Plus, what police officer had a baton with material that could bounce off titanium bullets like tennis balls?

They held up a finger to the side of their helmet, and Eggman heard a beep. "Sir, I've arrived at the designated location. The doctor-"

"Fire!" Eggman yelled as he smashed his finger on a button underneath his desk. Instantly, a larger robotic arm with an even bigger gun than the others descended from the ceiling and blasted a small explosive charge at the mysterious interloper.

"-Is currently attempting to kill me." Once again, the intruder simply took the baton and with great timing, smacked the grenade away. It was redirected backwards, sending it to the back of the lab, destroying several pieces of equipment and materials that were now currently on fire. "Yes," The stranger nodded, their voice eerily edited with some strange filter. "His reign of villainy will end tonight as instructed by their will." He marched closer to the desk Eggman was currently cowering behind, whimpering in fear as the stranger held up the baton over their head. How-How did he do that? Those projectiles were just as fast as Sonic, no normal person could simply deflect those so easily. The stranger placed their hand down from their helmet and placed both hands around the handle of the baton, raising it even higher. "Dr. Ivo Robotnik," They addressed respectfully. "You've given my Prime a lot of much needed experience, and I thank you for your purpose. However, due to your blatant insolence towards the Divine Ones, you are no longer needed. You will now spend the rest of your life behind bars in Prison Island, and you will be permitted to stay there until your final days. Heed this warning: Attempt to deny the order of the Divine Spirits, and you will perish a much quicker and horrible fate. Farewell."

"The Divine Spirits...!? How did they-" He was coming closer, Eggman tried kicking things over and tossing things at him from his desk. The baton was struck down onto the piece of furniture, shattering it instantly in half. They kicked the pieces away and stepped closer, causing the doctor to scream in utter horror. "N-No...! Stop, wait! They'll kill us all, I need to do this! That blue rat will kill us all! We'll all die!" Robotnik shook his head rapidly, holding up his hands. "No! STOP! NO...!"

The baton struck down one last time.

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...Dr. Ivo "Eggman" Robotnik, slumped over.

Blood dripped from the tip, until it was carelessly flicked off on the floor. The stranger held up the baton over their shoulder and bent down to pick up the unconscious body of the evil genius. A small sigh. The intruder held their finger up to their helmet once more. "The deed has been done, sir. No, I did not kill him. It would prove too suspicious to the citizens of this world, and I cannot have the authorities blame my prime for something he didn't do again. What a frustrating time that was..." They dragged his body with them as they stepped in front of the life pod, watching the being from inside momentarily twitch every so often. "Sir, could you turn up your volume? I cannot hear you clearly."

A voice from the other end of whatever the intruder was talking through in their helmet, echoed in the metal room. "Is that better?"

"Yes, general. Now," The stranger turned and tilted their head at the pod. "What am I to do with the marauder?"

Infinite fought to keep his eyes open, but he couldn't. "Who...Are..." He just couldn't. He fell back into a deep sleep.

"According to the spirits, you must allow him to operate as he is. When his body is ready, he will exit from the pod himself in approximately two days."

The intruder turned to the side with shock. "W-What...!?" They cried. "But sir, this Mobian is dangerous. He could kill our primes with the Phantom Ruby! Or worse, completely destroy the fabric of realities. I cannot let that happen!" They dropped Eggman and immediately tried to touch their hand on the pod. Once they did, a terrible magenta colored shock of electric chaos power zapped them, causing them to be tossed backwards and knocked down into the broken desk. "Ngh...!" They slowly pushed themselves up from the wreckage and stood up carefully. "Impossible...The ruby's already taken that much effect? Damn it..."

"First lieutenant general," The voice from the other end said. The intruder sighed and pressed their finger on the helmet. "I understand how perilous this is, I don't like it either. If it were up to me, I'd tell you to take them both to Prison Island. However," The voice became unsure. "There is nothing we can do. I don't know what those divine bastards are planning, but we cannot go against their direct orders—lest we share the same fate as the other templates who were disobedient."

The stranger huffed angrily. "Something bad is going to happen. Something really, really bad. I can sense it, but..." They walked over to grab the back of Eggman's collar. "...Very well, general. I'll pray our primes can stop him before it's too late...but they're so weak, disaster will strike for sure."

"I don't want you killed."

"I know, sir. I don't want you harmed, either." They tore themselves away from the life pod, dragging Eggman's body towards the exit of the ruined lab. The small fires that started earlier slowly died down. "All we can do is pray."

The ruby on Infinite's chest from within the pod glimmered ominously.

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