WARNING: "The following fanfiction is not meant to be read by anyone under the age of 18" This would hold true to most adult writers, but my beliefs are diffe- rent. I believe maturity comes not from double digit ages but from the mind. This story requires a "mature" and open minded reader, as it contains "adult" situations and strong language. Please note that you've been advised forehand. Suggested Font Alternations: Verdana at 10pt and Wordpad to read. Date Started - June 03, 1999 11:51pm Date Ended - February 04, 2000 8:05pm "A Sorcerer A Demon And Emeralds 1" Revisited By: Liz Arellano aka. "The Metal Sonic" [MetalSonic@aol.com] Co-Editor: Stealth Acorn [MStealthA@aol.com] ~~~ Dedications: This would go out to a group of people whom I care deeply for: the one and only #KATTLEOX CREW - yes..! to Rachel, Stephen, Simon, Josh, Mike, Krystal, Alex, and Jocke. Ones out of it'd be Razor, Gen, Locy and one weird individual who's stories I enjoy greatly.. SONICFAN! ..I, have my reasons. Yes. ~~~ MySTers: To the many Mysting people upon the internet I send you the very best of luck. A group of mysters got ahold of my originals and did a VERY POOR job at mocking it..I was greatly disappointed. Feel free to MyST this story and send me the results, because even *I* Myst and can respect a decent version. If I like it i'll even advertise it in my next story. ~~~ Copyrights: Sega owns the majority of all characters in here. Indeed, the only fanmade characters in here are Sonya Robotnik, a creation from myself, and Angela whom belongs to Arron Lye. His story was always my favorite of all the Sonic stories on the net. yep. ~~~ Webpage: Although this wont have anything to do with Sonic the Hedgehog, I felt I MUST advertise my Rockman Dash/Megaman Legends site. http://www.emulationzone.org/fanfare/megaman/ or http://jump.to/dash ~~~ Character Notes: I realize many of you don't know whom exactly Sonya is and i've decided to remedy this. Although you'll discover in the later stories that she has a detailed past, this of course, will be later. Combining my own time line to this i'll simply state the following: Sonya is Sonic's young- er sister whom is human, but with the powers of the Chaos she's taken on a more suitable form for herself. A young violet colored hedgehog. Another little assly thing i've done to both her and Sonic is i've related them to Dr Robotnik. The phrase "I am your father.." now goes for those two. ~~~ Notes: Your reading the revised version of a story I created some years ago and tainted the internet with. To this i've receive many e-mails, be they flames or positive feedback. It's been about a year since I left the Sonic fandom after realizing how utterly sickening it's become with the shenanigans of Ken Penders and countless other lamers in the Sonic World. I have no regrets for leaving it, for with the help of a dear friend I became a reborn Megaman fan and fell deeply in love with an untainted time line in it. I was happy, and I STILL am happy in it.. In my time of silence i've written very little and instead concentrated on art, HTML, Japanese and life. Oh yes there were the occasional stories i've written..but purely all's been about Megaman. Up until I ran across an old story in my system. I liked it and I started searching for more stuff to read, and then it happened: I found ASADAE1, and my god did I ever feel like puking. How ANYONE could have seen it as something good absolutely escapes me... Enraged by such byte ass droppings, I began to write once more. It took me like..what? 9 months of repeated pausing and restarting to finally come up with this story. ..No! it didn't take me that long to word it out. Between this story, and literally half a dozen other Megaman stories i was co-working on ("A Changed Heart", "Countdown To Zero"), and a few i was doing on my own ("How Should I Feel", "Ravished Seeds", "Lode Nostalgia") I just really didn't have time. A friend of mines recently receive the latest atrocity from SEGA, A Dreamcast system with 56k modem and a nack for draining more money from you than a psx'd ever do. I played it for about a day and honestly found no interest in much of it and it's Sonic Adventure game. Sure Knuckles game was fairly decent and the plot was good.. but it was too small. Him, and the Chao Gardens were all I truly liked - but i STILL rather be playing Toron Ni Kobun or Rockman Dash. None the less however, with the Dreamcasts 'superior' power over the PSX came many opportunities.. mainly kickin' badass games called Resident Evil: Code Veronica, Chuchu Rocket, MDK2 and Marvel Vs Capcom 2...Toron!! ...That's about it for me when it comes to the DC.. why am i speaking of this? Well, a very small amount of Sonic Adventure was placed into this, but honestly, you wont see much..and you definitely won't see Chaos. Oh, and incidently, i could easily counter all those games that the DC's getting for ones i want on the PSX a hell of alot more: Syphon Filter 2, Misadventures Of Tron Bonne, Rockman Dash 2, Resident Evil: Survivor, Tomba 2, Chrono Cross, Evil Dead: Ashes 2 Ashes, Wild Arms 2: Second Ignition, Fear Effect, Army Men: Sarges Heroes, Army Men: World War, and so forth.. however i'm NOT looking forward to the rest of the Final Fantasy series.. when it hit 8, it dropped on my list. Which brings me to the final portion of my notes, sorry, i'm sure i'm driving everyone nuts. I revised the story somewhat not only in how it sounds but in alot of the plot. You'll hardly notice it in this one though.. but i'll list the following up: 1. First of all i've removed all forms of RPG elements to it.. known RPG items. No Final Fantasy bull, no Suikoden and no insane screams of "Fire 2!" and so forth. 2. The original story had many a plot holes in them i've decided to repair..such as Sonya going after Tails to destroy him (She doesn't even know he's alive.) 3. New attitudes were given to some of the characters. Antoines'd be most noticable i believe. 4. Sexual contents are a bit more detailed now, but so are battles. yay! 5. Flashbacks'll be a plenty until we can catch up with what happened during the dark ages. 6. Bits and pieces of the archie comic situations are also in it. But I refuse to call Antoine a friggin' Coyote. There's probably a few other things I forgot in it too. In any case, I hope you enjoy this little step back into the past and if enough support is given i'll attempt to go on. No promises though. ~~~ Chapter 1.0 - Introduction Thunder clapped overhead; stretching out far and wide throughout the entire region of the Great Unknown. Soothing cool raindrops splashed against his blue quills, rolling over mere milliseconds after contacting. The region he had trekked many times over as a young hedgling took on a more profound and dangerous appearance. In ten seconds he would cross the path of hundreds of dead trees, brown and wilted; shadows of their former glory. he would pass them without a seconds thought, seeing the foreboding sight many, many times before. Nine seconds he would burst past an anthill and rudely disturb the unprovoking insects; they would gather together and flee back into the hole spanning many feet underground. Within eight seconds he would rip past an non-evolved rabbit and unintentionally frighten it with his blinding speed. The rabbit seeks refuge; if it; the speeding creature - had been a predator which grazed his vison the rabbit would have surely perished to it's hunger. Seven to six to five and finally four seconds later a mountains base came into the view of he who ran with all his might. Slowing to a halt, he; he - Sonic the Hedgehog would gaze to his left, then his right before beaming. An almost still image of the hedgehog remained as he bolted from his standing point, a cloud of dust being kicked up silently into the dirty air. And as he reaches his destination another thunderous sound breeches the air all around the wasteland; a sound so earthshattering and moving that Sonic himself grinned. As the dust slowly began to settle and the rain calmed did the sonic boom roar; This was Sonic's way of stating without words that his power could match that of nature; and that he - he, would always win. Sonic shook his head viciously before he pushed back his misplaced quills. "Phew..." he pulled out a tattered map from his backpack; Peering into it for a second. He grunted, straining to see the light details. With a roll of his eyes he snaps his fingers and shook his head again, "Duh..too dark." He smiled before once again inserting his hand into the backpack; this time pulling out with a flashlight. Flicking it on he looked at the map. "Aww man..", he groaned; Things have -not- been going well for him all day. "I can't believe I forgot to close this thing..." He mewled, removing his backpack and turning it over; the soggy remains of another map, his bag with chili-dogs and a comb dropped to the damp dirt below. "Great, just great. I can't read this soggy ol'map...Sally's gonna be plenty teed off. This is way uncool..." Sonic began to pace as he bickered to none. Though he had made it to the Great Unknown with ease and located the so called Mountain Of Debauchery, he had -still- failed in his mission due to a stupid thing he forgot to do: Close his backpack to prevent the rain from destroying his equipment. With a growl of frustration he kicked up dirt, flinging the waterproof flashlight against the wall. *Clank* Sonic froze; that sound was not the typical one heard when a plastic flashlight strikes a wall made of rock. The hedgehog turned his head and searched for the flashlight with eyes alone, finding it a great distance away. Turning the rest of his body he began to advance on the flashlight. It was odd to him, to feel this sudden uneasiness. The light shined ahead, but it was filtered out by darkness a mere feet away, not natural. Sonic pressed his left hand against the wall of the inside mountain, instantly regretting it as a icy cold feeling struck the entire nerves in his arm before an explosion of fiery pain erupted. He screeched as he withdrew his paw, the glove area around his palm completely gone.. He made a fatal mistake; He bolted forward near his flashlight instead of the most logical way of escape. His foot kicked it, causing it to twirl and shine over the dark cavern. "U-Urrugh!! Wuh-What?!" Sonic boggled, staring at the walls that were far from just earth and plant life: stretching out from the first piece of darkness to far below and out of sight was a cavern completely incased in black crystal; Stalagmite and needle thin points protruded endlessly along the surface. Sonic tilted partly, again feeling the icy pain before forcing himself away from the wall, his right shoulder being the victim this time. He sloppily attempted to run, but pain was so overpowering - drugging his senses... He collapsed mere feet from the flashlight, slamming into the weak ground which gave way and discarded the hedgehog far, far below. Sonic most likely would have been grateful that he had already slipped unconscious due to the natural drug of the black crystal and was spared the agony of impacting against the ground many feet below, but as he awoke, he was greeting to the aftermaths of such a fall. He groaned, lifting his head slightly and touching his forehead. "Oh....oh..man..." >I've waited so very long... Sonic but almost leapt out of his quills when he heard the echoing voice, a voice without tone and emotion... He gripped his head again; Pain was starting to be quite an annoyance in the posterior. "W-Who.." >So very long, yes, so very long. I bid you welcome Sonic, yes, you are so very welcomed! You do not know how long I've waited for you. You who shall finally allow me freedom; freedom from this prison. Sonic scowled, he opened his eyes - for a moment he had an overwhelming fear that he had somehow lost his vision; ahead he could see nothing but black, but he calmed shortly after - but not by much. - as a dim ray of purple pulsed ahead.. He stood wobbly, moving towards the light. "Who are you?!" >Come closer to me, yes, let me see you Sonic, Let me see the vessel that shall take me into this world! "Better yet...", Sonic murmured, "What are you...?" Ahead of him stood a small altar, a marble strangely painted of black with purple lining...standing from point was a large black emerald - an emerald...Sonic paled. "C-Chaos..." >I see you've come in contact with my other brothers and sisters, their magical trail and repulsive stench covers you hedgehog! You are mine! Do you hear me?! MINE! Never theirs! Sonic cringed, the voice had gotten louder, roaring angrily, rumbling his surrounding. Then, as quickly as the deafening voice had came did it end with a small sigh. Sonic edged in closer, the pulsing hum driving him towards the unknown. He heard the sigh, a voice purged of any trace of anger, and hinted with excited glee within. >it matters not.. if anything they have trained you and weakened you further for me. "W-Who are you.." questioned Sonic. A trembling hand reaching towards the emerald and being cut short as it replied. >Who am I..? Who am...-I-?! It appears my siblings and the elders have kept my existence a secret quite well to you mortals. Allow me to introduce myself hedgehog - I am The Chaos Emerald of Black, oh I do indeed have another name, all emeralds do. We are forgotten warriors in a time long ago. Sealed within the emeralds for the protection of the world - of the universe some believe. Indeed, my name was in a tongue impossible for you to pronounce... forgotten by those I ruled over and made fear me. Instead, I was given a name which meant the very same, that struck as much fear... Sonic twitched slightly, whatever this was it apparently was not for the good of Mobian kind.. He took a step back before attempting to find his voice. "I...I don't care! I might h-have never heard of you from the Guardians before...but you already sound like bad news buster!" >You are my Avatar Sonic, from the first second your fathers DNA combined with your mothers to form that tiny spark of life were you chosen; yes either you or your sister - and quite frankly your sister could never be something like you, something so powerful. Things will be different now in the world Sonic; oh yes indeed, you and I will change the world... "Sorry Pal" Sonic sneered, again taking another step backwards. "I don't do the evil thing. I'm gonna take you to the Guardians so they can get rid o'you for good! If Ol' long nose got a hold o'you it could mean big trouble for us..." Sonic readily stood, waiting for a reply from the emerald. The silence was nerve shattering for him, seemingly eternal. The voice of the jewel shattered the thickening quell with a question that made Sonic fidget. >You've never sampled the taste of true darkness have you hedgehog? Though even at the age you are your eyes and body are pure, not often have you experienced carnal pleasures... Oh hedgehog, if you only knew what awaits you on the other path. With the power I can give you, you can destroy the pathetic little coward which holds your world in bonds. "All lies." sneered Sonic. "I'm not gonna fall for 'em either!" Before even Sonic could escape did he feel a tendril leech from an unknown source around his leg and tighten it's grip, again the painfully icy touch overcame his senses. "Wuh the?!" he struggled, but to no avail... An echoing cry laughter deafened him. >You will experience all you have never felt before Sonic! Like it, or not. The blue hedgehog reached a shaking hand to his leg and attempted to grab the thing that held him. His hand sinking into a thick, sticky black mass which snared him, coming to life and snaking up his arm. He screamed, no longer feeling the pain but instead a terror he had not felt since the day Robotnik had taken control. It covered his apanages and moved along him, smoothly and quietly, injecting it's drug of evil. Sonic bit his lip, struggling to keep cries from escaping them; cries of pleasure. His mind felt dirty, dirty and confused. "N-Nooo..." He whimpered, the black fluid finding an entrance and slithering oh so happily within his bowels. "T-Take it... Take it awayyyy..." >I will not, I will not take away something you've yearned for...no, what -I- have yearned for thousands of years. Imprisoned away, isolated and alone...no more! No, more.. The great unknown rumbled with a force never felt before. A scream of the fallen And the howl of a rebirth from something that should have remained forever silenced in the darkness. "Aunt Sally.." The voice of a young kit rang into the ears of the perplexed Princess. She silently locked the door and turned around to face the two tailed fox. "How is Sonic doing..?" She half wondered that herself, questioning the mystery that bloomed upon the discovery of his dehydrated body just outside of the boundaries of Knothole Village. "Well honey, Sonic's going to be a little sick for a while.. We're not sure how he managed to get here while being so dehydrated but..." "H-how did he get like that..?" Tails questioned. He saw Sally stammer, unable to respond. He remembered her reaction when it came time for her to give him "The Talk". Flesh under his fur bloomed a deep red, he always blushed when things like -that- came into the conversation. "O..Oh..." he looked up shyly at her. "What about that Emerald in his backpack..?" "We're not sure about that either...Tails, isn't it about time for your lessons with Angela?" Tails glance up at the sky, eyeing the setting sun as it pushed past the black storm clouds. "Yeah..." he sounded almost regretful, since his discovery from those who practiced magi he had little to no time to accommodate his childhood needs of playing with the other kits, drawing with Bunnie, and simply squandering time. Sally could feel deep sympathy for the fox. After all, her life as royalty never allowed much time for her own needs. Nor when the kingdom fell and Robotnik had taken control with an unjust iron fist did her time become more open. She was the leader since the beginning because of the birth right that was placed upon her brow. She was depended upon by many, a heavy burden for one so young. "Well, please tell her to meet me back at my quarters...she might know what this Emerald is.." Tails blinked. "Right now..?" a soft smile formed on the Princesses lips. His two tails swished quickly as he hopped up, a small whoop of happiness escaping his lips. "Thanks aunt Sally! I'll go get her right away!" Sally smiled as the kit ran off. "Everyone needs some time off..." she rubbed the back of her neck, her head tilting to the side and staring at Sonic's quarters. She knew he'd be alright, but she already missed him, despite the fact he tagged around her like Antoine... Sonic's antics she secretly enjoyed. Their 'quality time' together she would never admit it; not even to her best friend Bunnie, she enjoyed more then anything else in the world. She couldn't get enough of his touch, his kisses and his body. True to say she'd often felt dirty she had such lust, but the simple reminder that she loved him, truly, madly, deeply was more then enough to justify her actions. With a soft sigh escaping her lips she went to her room to await Angela. Angela, Sally, Tails and Antoine stared at the black, glowing gem which now rested quietly atop of the backpack from which it was removed. Wisps of purple and grey energy caressed it's hard body. The Magi gifted squirrel attempted to run her hand over it's flat top surface, she cringed away though. "Angela..? w-what is it?" Tails questioned. "I..I don't think..it wants me to touch it.." she murmured softly, Angela looked up at the staring Mobians and shook her head. "I've never heard of, nor seen a Black Chaos Emerald before...if, this even is a chaos emerald..." "...What should we do with it..?" "I don't know Sally. I honestly don't know..." Angela wiped her forehead. "I think only Sonic would know what this is..and what's to be done with it." "Agreed..." Sally nodded, glancing down at Tails who stared sheepishly at the emerald. She had wondered why the kit had passed up a chance to play. The fox peered deeply, his curiosity was too much for him to pass up the expatiation of what happened to his hero. "But..he ez in ze camera.." Antoine shrugged. "How'z art we to be getting ze information from heem?" "Coma Antoine..Coma." corrected Tails. "Until then, I believe I will return to my village and speak to the Elders. Perhaps they will know of this.." she backed away. "Angela..? are you alright..?" "Yes, I'm just, feeling a bit tired." she nodded, kneeling down to the kit whom asked the question. "If I do not return before our next lesson, practice what I've taught you. You'll be having a test next week to see how well you've improved." "Okay Angela..." Tails moved closer, embracing her. He blinked, feeling a small tremble welling up stronger in her. "Be well Freedom Fighters." Angela took a step away, smiling weakly before vanishing in a yellow haze, the remaining smell of sulfur hung in the air until the yellow mist vanished. "I wish she'd teach me that spell.." "Pheww..! zees mageek...it is to be stinking!" Tails scowled softly to Ant. "In any case, Antoine, I want you to post a few guards here to watc--" Sally was quickly interrupted as the door swung open and Rotor came through. "Guys! Come quick! Sonic's gone nuts!" Before one was to even reach the medical hut could they hear the screams of agony. A voice calling out to someone, something, begging for help. Sally swallowed hard, running as quickly as she could before bursting into the shelter to a view that completely paralyzed her. "Let me go!" Sonic screamed, struggling with the female rabbot that held him down. Bunnie's strength was unmatched by any in the village, able to lift hunts, uproot trees and crush bots like tin cans. All this knowledge further fueled the unsettling factor in this scene: Sonic was struggling so wildly, so angrily that Bunnie's strength wavered.. She strained to keep him down. His voice hissed, sounding more serpent like than hedgehog. "Don't make me hurt you, bitch!!" he threatened, causing a gasp from the kit who peaked out from behind Sally's form. Rotor and Antoine quickly moved in to aid the Rabbot in restraining him. "Sonic! Sonic calm down!" Rotor cried. "Your back in Knothole!" Sonic continued, his eyes peering at Sally's form. "Sal! Please! Make 'em let me go!" he screamed. "Make 'em let me go! I gotta get to my backpack!" Sally jerked out of her state, moving closer to him. "Why Sonic...? calm down, please..." "Sally..Please..." he sobbed. Up until this moment Sally had never witnessed Sonic shed tears from pure wanting agony...it frightened her more than the previous scene. "Tails..go get him his backpack.." The kit nodded, bolting out as fast as his little legs could carry him. He paused at the counter, staring at the black emerald before quickly scooping it up and into the backpack. He trembled dramatically when he touched it..the contact even through his glove made his skin crawl and his fur stand on end. Returning to the scene, he saw that Sonic had finally calmed. He moved to Sally and gave her the backpack. "Here.." she held out the pack to Sonic. "Yessss.." he greedily snatched it away, tearing it open and holding the emerald in his paws, his hands caressing the hard surface. A small coo escaped his lips, one of unrivaled erotic pleasure. Again Sally trembled, she had heard a less impassioned sound before...when they were alone. Sonic looked up at Sally, a smile on his face. "Thanks Sal...you don't know how much I needed this.." "What do you mean..?" she managed to say, her voice being compassionate enough to not betray her tone. "Trust me Sal.." he glanced down at the emerald. "This baby'll solve alot of our problems.." Nine long consecutive days had passed since the Black Emerald was discovered with Sonic The Hedgehog. The hedgehog had miraculously recovered in less than two days. In those days had many Freedom Fighters felt a great uneasiness. Tails had isolated himself in his room, learning and teaching himself in the absence of his mentor. He was eager for adventure, hoping to be able to show off his spells, perhaps impress his hero Sonic, who appeared to be ignoring him. Princess Sally Acorn had experienced Sonic on more than one occasion, his heated fire was stronger than it had ever been. However, something felt so wrong... His loving embraces felt so much colder, and it was almost painful at times. She kept to herself, hoping that maybe Sonic was just suffering after effects from his accident, and time would heal all wounds. Sonya, having argued many, many times with Angela beforehand, returned to unsettling information about a Black Emerald. Having had one too many encounters with dark colored emeralds she encouraged and even went so far as to demand that the emerald be removed from Sonic grasp and destroyed. Unfortunately her attacks were countered by her brother, Angela, and yes, even Princess Sally. In the end she had given up hope of convincing them. In attempting to take the two tailed kit away from what might be harm she was assaulted both in mental and physical state by his 'guardian' Angela. "A Pseudo Magi" is what she was called by the purebred Mobian. With anger and hatred remaining she fled back to her only haven: The Floating Island, stating that she would return once she'd cooled off. Tails knew this could take much longer then one might expect. Angela had taken frequent trips back to her villiage, any and all information she found was of little to no use. When information was finally given that pointed her in the right direction, she grimaced. The path she required to take would be a long and testful one. Nevertheless, she bid her pupil farewell and journeyed forth. Sonic's typically egotistical speedy annoying self had dramatically changed during the lasts days. Harmless practical jokes often invoked by him became brutal and vicious pranks... Personality wise, he was cruel to anyone who gave him even the slightest annoyed look. Sonya, Antoine, and Bunnie fell victims to some of his anger. He had struck his sister, causing further yearning to depart from knothole on her part, when she questioned his emerald. Crushed Antoine's hand when he attempted to defend her, and 'accidently' torn off a generous amount of Bunnies outfit while training with her. Sonic had never felt so alive... until now... "How DARE you.." It was early dawn when the siege upon what was Robotropolis had taken place. Sonic's eagerness to dispatch Swatbot units had quadrupled throughout the time he was out of action.. Tearing through them without mercy he finally confronted Snively in his own headquarters, and bore a sneer fit for his father. The small human backed away, further encouraging Sonic to move closer. Sally, Bunnie, Tails, Antoine, and Rotor watched on. "You'll pay for this hedgehog.." Sonic chuckled, his voice growing dark. "Pathetic." He leered, pulling back his gloved hand and striking Snively's face with such power that it sent the human reeling back, striking a wall of consoles and monitors. "Who's in control now Snively?" he advanced, picking up the human by his neck, tilting him partly to watch the red fluid ooze out from newly obtained cuts and gashes. A voice of reasoning broke his trance state, much to his aggravation. "Sonic... Don't hurt him anymore.. He has to be sentence by the people.." Sonic looked back, glaring at the Princess with cold eyes. "You heard me Sonic.." The others glanced at Sally; Her voice sounded weaker, much to Sonic's delight. "Sal, Sal, Sal...your brand of justice doesn't mean shit to me anymore." he replied, turning his head back to Snively and shaking him. "Once this piece of shit is gone, then it's my turn." Sally's eyes grew cold, it was blasphemy that escaped her beloved ones lips. "Sonic." her voice forced itself to grow stern. "You can't..to kill in the heat of battle is one thing..." "You heard me Sal." he peered with content into the eyes of his victim, his tongue giving a twitch when Snively whimpers. He felt so warm, so aroused, so wild with power. "I have plans... first things first...I kill this little prick. Then I take control, with you Sal, you by my side... and the rest of you, close by me. Just imagine that..stop and imagine.." "Sonic, how dare you...you know as well as I that the right to rule the Main Continents belongs to the Acorns..to my father..." her voice faded, the soft chuckle coming from Sonic's lips was all that was heard within the chamber. "He isn't here though, is he Sally... And in his absence you'd have to rule... I'm sure you don't want that, do you Sally? To, mold the world as you see fit." He flung Snively away, turning to face the Princess. "Sal, Sal, Sal, your such a greedy little bitch. I'll have to show you what happens to people like that...anyone else?" he questioned. "Will anyone else join the winning side in this little argument?" he purred. Silence overtook the entire room for a moment, shattered by a very small whimper which escaped the lips of Antoine as he drew his sword. "I see..even you Big Guy..?" Tails trembled, his face locked on Snively's bloodied form. Sonic sighed softly. "Your loss." The Hedgehog lifted his black emerald from his backpack, trembling as the black fluids once again snaked out, covering his entire body within seconds. Sonic's head jerked back, his mouth opened, emitting a silent scream.. His body burned. Burned with rebirth, as the black magi seeped into his body and ate away at his external flesh, covering him with a temporary shell of black. His pupiless eyes glared an angry glowing red at the Freedom Fighters. Tails screamed, he was sure he did... Blood, meat and quills poked and oozed from the cracks within the shell around the hedgehog. Even so Sonic laughed, pain being trivial to him right now. Miles swore he heard Sally scream for them to fall back.. If anyone did, they did it all too quickly for him to notice. He stared at Sonic's bloodied and mangled body. The air was thick with gore, choking him. The emerald burned a blue fire, a crackling heat that hurt every part of his young body. Tails stared at Sonic, stared until his eyes felt as if they would shatter if he didn't blink. He remembers Sonic's laughter, He remembers the pain that shot through him, he remembers someone.. then he remembers nothing but the blackness of death. Chapter 1.1 - "Forward" Eight long and painful years pass. Eight long and painful years of change, whom of which chosen Mobians would seen as either for the better, or for the worse. Promises of a better life and liberty for those Robian's whom had fallen victim to Robotnik's roboticization process and were now granted the freedom of flesh and fur were shattered. An empire of Darkness rose through the ashes of evil like a black phoenix being reborn into something far more menacing then the world had ever seen. Mobotropolis, the once proud capitol of the Acorn empire had once again seen change. Factories and rotting dumps were converted into homes for the poor and middle classed. Those once rich and skilled were more unfortunate, living in what appeared to be an upper class atmosphere under the honed surveillance if their dark dictator. The city burst with activity, unfortunately the majority was illegal and brutal. Surely if one was to see this city in the distance they would quickly turn in the opposite direction and flee. "Welcome to Sonotropolis" read an overly large sign just outside the limits of the city. "Population: 1.3 million and rising!" but it was the exact opposite. Instead the population had almost lessened by half -- victims of the violence within the city. Those who wished to leave knew they could not, other cities, sister and brother cities were just as bad, if not worse. Yes, Sonotropolis was their home, and their dark 'guardian' watched over them all. It was near noon and the skies were at their brightest blood red. A young rabbit had just exit the corner market, clutching her package tightly to her chest. She knew venturing out alone would be just as dangerous for her if her mother had come. She glanced down at her dirtied white sneakers, kicking away debris on the sidewalk and into the storm drain. A echoing sound of a beer can resounded as it bounced away from it's doom under the city and landed at the feet of a large Mobian wolf who peered intently at it. The rabbit moved quickly, ignoring all forms of social contact, yearning to return back to her mother. "Lookit that.." mused a newcomer of the scene, a large brown wolf who wore a stubbed leather jacket and a pair of black boots. "She gone and dissed your hide Kyle." The black wolf glared at the fleeing figure, then again down at the can that splattered his shoes with unidentified yellow fluid. A soft growl escaped his lips. "She didn't do it on purpose." He muttered. "Gonna let 'er get away wit it though?" "No." he lifted his large paw, his clawed fingers snapping, grabbing the attention of two other wolves in the distance. He pointed at the girl who took a moment to glance back, regretting it instantly. "Lets get 'er." The girl fled, her young feet carrying her as fast as possible down the dark street. She could hear their voices closing in, howls and the sound of their large bodies crashing against obstacles in their path. She heard a trash can tip over and groan with pressure as one stepped atop it and continued his pursuit. She ducked into an ally, hoping perhaps she'd be able to escape them. Instead, it lead her into the biggest flaw she had ever committed. "No..oh god no.." she dropped her package, half a dozen apples and a loaf of bread spilled out as she groped the wall, hoping in some small way that there would a way to flee out of this nightmare. "Well, well. Looks like the rabbits dug 'erself into a corner eh?" the four wolves at the opening mouth of the alley grinned. The leader, Kyle stepped forward, leaping at the kit and grabbing her by the ears. "Where you gonna run now huh girly?" he threw her form against the wall, enjoying the resounding crack she produced. "Aint no one here gonna help you eh?" Kyle turned to the others. "Go ahead, I get ta eat the carcass this time though. Bring 'em back when your done to the lair." Her small paw rose, holding it out to defend herself as a single canine advanced, his paws fumbling excitedly at his belt and pants. "S..stay back!!" she cried. "Aw, whatchoo gonna do girl if I don't?" He reached down for her when he felt and heard the sounds of steel on flesh. His face froze, head tilting backwards, uttering a small cry before slumping over. The girl looked upward at yet another canine form. His sword swished back, lunging forward at the remaining two wolves who stared in horror at the ashen form. "Anyone feel lucky?" These word the last words the two would-be thieves would hear. The shadow's vengeance was swift, his body twisting awkwardly before releasing his sword into one. The last one back peddled, whining fitfully as his comrades died in the streets. A sharp thrust downward on his shoulders caught his attention. He turned to stare into the face of a much older fox who wore a light facade silk shirt, a brown pair of jeans with boots and gloves to match. "N-No!!" he cried, trying to get around him, succeeding in doing so before tripping. "Not very friendly are they Miles?" the older fox commented. "Not very friendly at all Tony." The younger fox stepped away from the shadows, his young mid-built body was adorned with skin tight gray material. The chest plate was a thin one, covering a mere three quarters of what would be the end of his rib cage. His outfit completed with a belt around his dark gray pants, long armed gloves, a black and gray cape and finally a bandana wrapped under his long bangs and overgrown fur which took the representation of flowing hair. "Are you alright?" The girl nodded slowly, her hand reaching out for him. "Y-your.. Your the Gray Fox.." Her body trembled when he took her hand, bending down and picking her up. "T-thank you.." "No thanks needed." He motioned to Antoine whom merely grumbled and set to work collecting the food that scattered. "C'mon, lemmie walk you home." The child nodded, resting her head against his neck. "Lets go Tony." "Yeah Yeah..." Antoine murmured, juggling the fruit in both hands and gripping the bread with his jaw. He cursed as he stumbled over one of the bodies and dropped one apple, then the bread.. "Aw, crap. Miles, could you..." he blinks, the Fox already halfway down the street. "Shit.." Chapter 1.2 "Open Wound" "You know," Antoine began as the two walked slowly through the deserted roads of the Great Forest - or rather to say what remained of it. "I don't think I would have minded helpin' her if you hadn't gone and gave her alla our money." "You saw how she was livin', Tony.." Miles frowned, turning his head to his faithful companion. "She's lots worse off than us." Tony scoffed, batting away Miles' hand when he attempts to ruffle his hair some in hopes of easing growing tension. "Not in my eyes, the kids got a home at least. Lookit us.. We ain't even got a stove.. I am so tired of eatin' that shit you call food." "What's wrong with cold beef stew?" "...forget it. Damnit," Tony paused, resting himself against a tree. "Let's stop for a bit..." "Feelin' old T'wan?" Miles coyly shot at him. "...." he flipped him the bird and slowly sank to the ground. "It's not T'wan dipshit." he growled. "It's Tony. I don't like that old name." "I sorta did, but I guess everything changes huh?" Miles looked off into the distance, eyeing the largest building in the city, frowning. "Yeah, everything changes..." The air grew thick with the silence that spread into it. The two hadn't honestly thought about all that had happened to them; It hurt to think about it. It was Tony who finally broke the silence, grunting as he stood up from his seat and cracked his back. "Shit.." he huffed, "Maybe I am getting old.." "Naw, s'just your getting fat." "What?!" "Lookit that stomach of yours." Miles jabbed a finger into Antoine's belly. "Now c'mon, lets go home. I'm sure the others're worried about us." "Don't touch me!" he complained, swatting Miles once more than trying to smack the back of his head playfully. "They're always worried about their great leader eh?" he scoffs. "Lessie how they handle losing all of tonights gatherings to a kid." "We still got the income Chuck'll give us." Miles shrugged some, turning around as he walked. "Just calm down." "Damn. Your gettin' the fucking cold stew tonight boy-o." It didn't take the two long to return home, their base being underground much like the original Knothole. Away from Robotnik's sensors was the first, and now the second held true to another enemy. Similarities were in such an abundance that they decided to christen their territory "Neo Knothole", a twisted little reminder that the struggle continued. Miles soon retired to his room after skipping dinner, Much to Antoine's hatred. He removed his armor and plopped down on his cot with a grunt. He was already tired and knew the instant his head hit that pillow he'd slumber. <> his body pressured his mind to do so, but his mind knew what would happen if he did. "Screw it." his head hit the pillow before his mind could even register that it lost the battle. Dreams overtook the kit, dreams he would never wish to have again... <<"Dead..they're all dead! Why?!" Tails howled, shaking the limp arm of his aunt madly. "Why did you do thisss..." his young body trembled, curling up upon itself as tears of sorrow streamed along his furred cheeks. "Had to do it 'big guy'..." Sonic smirked, pushing back his still crackling paw, the burning sensation around his arm increased as his powers grew strong again to attack. "And your next.." he grinned, watching the boys eyes become large saucers filled with terror. Sonic's hand rose, a flaming ball of blue forming. He pauses in mid throw however, cooing softly when Tails covers his face by lowering it into Sally's arm, whimpering. He couldn't stand the pleasure his emerald was receiving from watching such a raw display of innocence and terror combined. "Unless," he begins, lowering his hand slowly. "Unless you join me bro." Tails looked up at him, wiping his face with his white glove and half glaring at him. "J-Join you?!" "Yeah.." Sonic moved closer, the tip of his tongue ran along his teeth as he approached. "C'mon Tails, You and me.. We can take over this world n'set things right again! You'd never be treated like a kid anymore. Imagine it bro.. Imagine what it'd be like." Tails shook his head, closing his eyes. "No..It's wrong Sonic, you know it is..." "But that's what makes it so much fun." he knelt down to the boy, his hand gingerly reaching out to him and touching his cheek. Instinctively Tails tried to move back but his progress was stopped by the hedgehogs hand. "Join me." "N..no..." "You'll regret your answer Tails..." Sonic pressed his cool lips to the foxes soft furry forehead, his tongue reaching outward and smearing a stream of bloodied saliva onto it. "But perhaps..I wont..." Tails whimper increased, Sonic's gloved paw spread along his belly and inched downward... >> Miles eyes snapped open, the pounding of his heart almost as loud as the resounding knock from his door. He crawled out of his cot and fumbled for the doors lock..opening it. "Wuh?" "Miles, You won't believe who our contacts just spotted..." "Who Tony?" Miles pushed the door open, returning to his bed and sitting down on it. The older fox ventured forward, shaking his head with a coy grin. "Knuckles." "...what? I thought he was dead.." "You and I both, when we heard the Floating Island crashed into the ocean and bathed almost a quarter of the main continent we figured he and his love muffin'd be dead." he grimaced, shaking his head slowly. "Sorry Miles.." "It's alright.. She's probably better off." he stood. "Anyway... we saw Knuckles..where's he headin'?" "That's the second surprise.. You remember how every December a certain little planet pops up?" "Yeah, Sonic only babbled about his adventures through time and space about a million times.." "Yes well, You know what happened the first year of the takeover. Knuckles is going up there..." Miles nodded, rubbing the tip of his ear. "Only thing there are the Time Stones...maybe he's after those..He wouldn't be stupid enough to try and go back into the past to stop Sonic would he..?" Tony rubbed the side of his arm, shrugging slightly. "He lost everything Miles. Maybe he feels it's just not worth living anymore.." The Gray fox nodded, then looked downward. "Let's try n'get a hold of him...before he does something stupid." Chapter 1.3 "Inside Me" Deep within the bowels of the looming black tower that Miles had peered at earlier in the day lurked something of a malevolence far greater then that which has ever blanketed the world of Mobius. Inside walls of marble indigo and hallways of red carpet, were portrait of depicted carnage and molestation of the young and beautiful. The heavy scent of blood and sexual smack were syndicated with the heavy perfumes of sweet smelling herbs burning to a magical hue of heat. Soft music was merged with the screams and moans of the damned. There, inside all that debauchery was a form indulged in the salacious pleasures with an unwilling partner. Upon a throne built of ivory, bone, and marble were two. One shone with the tint of purple dancing along his midnight blue quills, the other bled a rich crimson from her brown fur. The darker of the two was the woman's seat, her legs spread and red bathing down upon his thighs and knees. Soft groans of ecstasy escaped the hedgehog's lips as he lifted her, the tan of his erection exposed as it nearly leaves her blooming pink passage. She cries out in agony, the flail of her matted red hair striking into his burning red eyes. He whispers softly to her and his non-gloved hand reaches forward, parting her open mound further and caressing the inner gob at the top. A forced groan escapes her lips, a sound damning to those who would hear it. His chuckle burns her ears but his sound is quickly forgotten when he plunges inward once more. His mercy was gone now, had he given her any further pleasure by his touch, he would lose the arousal he experienced from her pain. He lifts her and pounds into her sex. He could not tear her at this moment, she was far too loose from previous events, but her wounds were still open... he could feel the blood caressing his quivering flesh. Yes, He knew of other ways to harm her..other ways to make her sing. The door to his throne room creaked open. A young guard shakingly poking his head in and looking downward. "M..Master.." There was no reply; No reply physically, but his head with jolted with a great agony. He softly whimpered. "F..forgive me... sire... T-The...T-he Girl.. S-she is here...here..!" The pain subsided for a moment. He nodded repeatedly, bowing further. "Yes..Yes Master..yes.. I shall send her in!" The door opened further and fumbling could be heard from behind it. Sounds of footfall entered the vast darkness and descended towards the mournful moans. Blue fire burst on each side of the figure that walked, illuminating her form until at last she stopped at the two silhouettes still partaking in their act. The girl that stood before them was a hedgehog, her quills a light purple, almost pink color. Adorning her was a black pair of skin tight jeans that reached into her black boots, atop of her chest was a loose white teal shirt, followed by a large black cape with teal inside. Her eyes were down and she clutched the hilt of her makeshift blade. She became impatient as the one who called her continued to thrust his loin upward and make his victim scream; She wanted to leave this sickening room now. "Well?" she questioned in her most calm of tones. "Why did you call me here?" She grunted, shaking her head as she pushes back her quills. "Enough! I'll not listen to you like this, speak. Or I will just leave." The eyes of the male hedgehog flashed a deep red then calmed.. "As you wish dear sister," he hissed, his thrusting ceasing on the girl who slumps against him, her arms weakly clutching and vainly trying to beat against his back. "It's been a long time hasn't it Sonya?" "Not long enough Sonic." she shot back. "Why did you call me here?" "I have a job for you." "I refuse to work for you unless you give me my sword..." Sonic lifted his head, his tongue sliding outward and catching the tears flowing down his victims cheek. "You will have it," he promised. "If you do as I say." "You have no right.." She stops short, realizing it would never do any good to try and argue with him. "...My sword as payment.. Whom?" "A recent project of mine has escaped. She was sent on a field test with others and was separated when conflict began." Sonic deepened his voice, the brown furred girl trembled with a loud sob when his length launched a thick amount of preseed into her open wounds. "Find her, you'll be given the information you require when you leave from Charles." "Alive or dead?" "Alive, I have much I need to discuss with her." Sonic groaned, pressing his victim closer to him. Sonya glared, catching sight of the toy's terrified eyes. She smirked and drew back her cape, turning away. "Much like your doing with the Princess huh?" Sonic laughed in an uproar, he knew why he still enjoyed the company of his dear sister. "Still bitter towards her are we?" he mused, pushing the princess downward and letting her head hang near lifelessly in front of him. Sonya glared at the late monarch. "I'll always hate her." Her smile faded when Sally's eyes peered upward into hers. Sonya stiffened slightly and began walking out. "Wasn't worth defending him all that time ago huh Sally? Stay in your hell and rot." She began walking away, when she heard the voice of her brother once again in her mind and spun around to listen. "Remember Sonya," he continued, his thrusting paused. "Do not betray me." His voice quivered, his eyes closing. "Or you'll experience a fate far far worse than any my previous victims had..." His claws sunk into Sally's furry thighs; An explosion of white cream entered her, forcing what little strength she had to be used to scream. Sonya stepped back some, her eyes betraying her with the undoubtable expression of fear. Sonic cooed, smiling sweetly to his beloved sister. "Just for you, dear Sonya...now go." Sonya slammed the door shut on her exit. Sonic dismounted the princess and longingly looked into her pain written face. "My sweet little princess," he whispered before flailing the unconscious body to the ground and standing. He briskly ran his hand along his body before he lifted his black jeans up and buckled them. " Tomorrow, I'll have Locy back in my grasp," he murmured, smearing the blood from his jeans along his dark purple shirt, his black boots echoing off when he leaves the area. "Don't worry Sal," he chuckles. "Once she's back, I'll give you a break or two every few days." Chapter 1.4 [Insert "Unknown By M.E." Sonic Adventure Knuckles' Theme here] Knuckles hefted himself up upon the large chains holding down the planet. "I don't believe this," he mutters. "Is nothing sacred to that dipshit?" He looked upward at the silvery metallic ball before him, the very planet Sonic had strived to save so long ago was now in his clutches, and indeed in far worse condition than it would have ever been in Robotnik's. Strands of debris fell downward from it constantly, the lake it once hovered upon now nothing but a junk pile, along with the land around it. Knuckles sank his red iron claws into the chain and began climbing. There was not enough air to glide and he wouldn't even trust that skill in the temperament he was in. The long climb up left Knuckles weak in the arms when he plopped down on the gray grass, cringing instantly. "Ergh." He forced himself to stand, wiping his black jump suit clean of the tiny metal shards that broke off when he planted himself down. "..." he scanned the distance, catching sight of about a half dozen well armed Sonotroplian guards. "Your kidding," he chuckled, scraping the sides of his claws against one another. "-told her she could go kiss my furry balls!" one hollered to the other four. The group laughed and whooped madly. "Gotta show these dumb little bitches who's in charge, 'specally when you work for the boss eh?" "Damn shit man, I can't believe you blew that little cunt off! Man, did she ever suck cock!" One gave him a hard nudge and he laughed. "You'd never stop talkin' 'bout it before!" "Yeah, well," he continued, "S'more fun gettin' fucked up the ass anyway." he laughed, watching his comrades cringe and argue over that. Knuckles leapt downward behind the first, lightly tapping his shoulder. "Huh?" the guard turned, lifting his visor up. "Who the fuc-GACK!!" Knuckles drew back his bloodied claw from his belly and grabbed him by the chest. "The fuck're you doin' now-oh Shit!" one screamed when he heard the gargled cry from his friend. The two others turned and lifted their rifles, firing at the intruder. Knuckles held out the body of their friend, letting the combination of pellets and lasers tear into the dying teen. "Is that the best you can do you little shits?!" he roared, tossing the body to the side and leaping upward, his foot crashing down into the visor of one, multiple cracks sounding before the guard fell to the ground, clutching his face in agony. "C'mon!" The echidna laughed, scraping his two claws together before drawing one hand back. The two remaining stood their distance, one dropping his seemingly useless gun away and drawing his sword. "Cover me!" he cried, lunging towards the echidna. Knuckles grinned, his eyes widening as a light blue glow began to cover his own body. The sword thrust forward, blocked by his other claw. His grin enlarged, the sharp canines in his mouth biting down into his lip. The glowing blue Ki explodes from his hand, sending the guard flying back with part of his arm shredded beyond repair. Knuckles was upon him in a second again, sending his fist into his armor and tearing a gaping hole inside his belly. He leapt off, using his fists to push away the guard and roundhouse into the next. The final sentry was knocked out of air as he pressed against a roboticized palm tree. He was quickly seized by the echidna and slammed to the ground, his face inches away from the sharp blades of grass. "Now, Let's chat, shall we?" Chapter 1.5 "Alone" When the doors of the citadel slammed shut and the echoing clang of the locks being bolted finally grew silent, she breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she had failed to control her emotion of enjoyment in seeing that bitch squirm under her brother. She constantly reminded herself that Princess Sally was once a friend but it never did her any good; She hated her, hated her for not listening, And Sonic knew this. No, to say that she hated Sally would be a great understatement. Sally was to her what Sonic was to the world - a plague. True Sonya did know that the Princess had saved her fair world many times over, but her one final mistake was one no one should ever be allowed to live through if done. "Its all your fault." she muttered, kicking a can off the sidewalk and grunting. "If you hadn't have let him stay with that stupid emerald.." She looked down at the folder she had received, opening it up and scrolling through the information.. "Locy... Test tube species Koala, rabbit, squirrel and part vixen? ..damn shit she must look like crap.." Sonya continued to walk, avoiding the main streets and taking the alleys instead. There, she stopped at a fire escape. She closed the folder and clenched it with her teeth, freeing up both hands to leap up and grab hold of the rusted iron ladder, pulling it down. She climbed inside of the building and flicked on the light switch next to the door that lead outside. A sharp fizzle and crack later the dim glow of a 20 watt lightbulb shone down upon her. The room was barely what you would call such. Pieces of the rust stained wall were gone and a single picture frame hung lopsidedly. The only thing inside the room was a mattress, a first aid box, and a hibachi with half filled bottles surrounding it. "I missed you." her voice whispered as she moved towards the picture and lightly stroked it. "Knuckles...I finally got a job today.." She smiled weakly, holding up the folder. "Yeah, I have to work for him.. but it's just to bring in one of his freak creations." She turned away and tossed the folder onto the mattress, caring not as the insides spilled forth. "I'll get my sword back if I get her.. Then I can find you.." A small tear fell from her eyes, a pain that would never leave her..the horrors of that terrible terrible day: <> "Why..." The female hedgehog laid half across her bed and half spread along the floor. She trembled as she reached for a bottle, guzzling down a heavy amount of the contents before tossing it against the wall. The picture she held dear was shattered; She didn't know why she had done that and it only furthered her depression. "why.." she questioned, watching blood droplets from her fist stain into the image. "Why..why..." ~~~ End Of Part 1