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Love's Resistance	By : CearaIvory Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 1391 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gun Warning: I mention much gun use in this story and I feel I should address a few things. For one, I am pro-gun rights. I think the idea of making guns illegal to be a preposterous notion because criminals already don't care about what's legal or not and you're just taking a viable method of defense from law abiding citizens. 2, guns play a role in this story because they do appear in the show (although we see mostly laser guns, we can assume that they use traditional guns too. Most importantly, guns are dangerous. If mishandled tragic accidents can happen. You should keep any gun you have unloaded, on safety, and stored where your kids cannot reach it. Advise your child that if they see a gun laying out, they should not touch it and instead find an adult.
You're probably wondering where Queen Aleena is in this story. She's only Sonia's (Sonic, and Manic too) biological mother. Well to be honest, I haven't found the right spot to bring her in yet. There are one shot characters that get more development than she does and they seem to be more appropriate to this plot so far. If you can think of a good way to bring her in, let me know.
Chapter 10
Sonia smoothed her long black dress again, as Sonic drove the van to the royal palace on Sunday evening. It was crowded outside, nobles and working-class citizens walked together for the first time in a long time. The Press was there en masse as she and her brothers got out of the van. They tried to ask her questions but her brothers took up guard on both sides of her, walking through the swarm, declining to comment.
Inside, doormen and guards directed guests to the ballroom. The ballroom looked like a funeral hall in decoration (appropriate) and guests mingled about discussing the victim or the tragedy of the situation. Everyone wore black or muted colors for the moment. Even those who didn't know Bartleby at all was there. But then, Robotnik had extended the invitation to all citizens. And an invitation from Robotnik was just a nicely worded order.
At the top of the stairs as they entered the ballroom was a podium with what looked like a guest book where guests could write down their condolences. Sitting on a table at the head of the room, was an 8x10 framed photo of the deceased noble. Guests meandered up to the photo and left roses, well-known as Bartleby's favorite flower. Sonia wondered if any of them really meant the tears they were shedding or if they were crying because that's what was expected.
She was understandably despondent but discovered she could not cry. There were just no tears there. She just stood at the table, looking at her lover, thinking about the love they'd shared.
"Oh, Princess Sonia," Robotnik's slimy voice announced himself. "may I offer my condolences and sincerest apologies for the death of dear Bartleby."
Sonia rounded on the dictator. "Robotnik, why are you bothering to pretend with me? We both know why you arranged this service. We both know what happened that night."
"Ahh yes, strange thing my weapon discharging prematurely," Robotnik said with a sigh. "I am having my weapon's specialist examine it, I really should take better care of my firearms. Accidents like this are a real eye opener."
She crooked an eyebrow. "Who are you lying to? Yourself? Certainly not me! I was there! I watched you pull the trigger! If you're really sorry then drop the act already, you just dishonor Bartleby to pretend like this."
Robotnik feigned offense. "Now, Princess, surely you're being most ungracious and judgmental don't you think?"
"I don't think she's being ungracious at all, Barf-nik," Sonic said coming up behind Sonia. "You can pretend all you want but we know the truth. And after this ceasefire, I recommend you really watch your back. We're done playing games with you."
Robotnik sneered thinking about the trap he had planned for them at the end of the night.
In formal wear, Sleet came carrying a tray of filled wine glasses. "Wine, sire?"
Robotnik took a glass. "Thank you Sleet. You should offer a glass to our guests, they will need it for the toast later."
Sleet bowed with the tray, allowing both hedgehogs to begrudgingly take a glass of the blood-red liquid. He carefully said nothing to them.
Sonic smelled the wine tentatively, as if unsure it was safe, before taking a test sip. Sonia just held it. She knew it was safe, Robotnik wouldn't try anything yet. It wasn't midnight. But she couldn't bring herself to drink it. A smell told her it was Bartleby's favorite vintage and she was thirsty but something held her back.
Dingo came bearing a tray of snacks. "Snack, Sonia?" he offered pretending to gush stupidly as he usually did.
"Dingo," Robotnik said. "You're late, where have you been?"
Dingo bowed. "Sorry Your...exce...umm, sir. I had to pick up my new specs." He pushed the new frames firmer on his nose.
Sonic remembered what Sonia had said the other night after her walk. He'd been concerned to hear she'd met Dingo and was surprised and suspicious when she told them of Sleet and Dingo's true agenda. She had also told them about running into Dingo at the mall and helping him pick out a new pair of eyeglasses. He and Manic always thought the pair he wore before were just ugly sunglasses he wore pretending to be hip but the idea that he couldn't see well explained a lot more than it didn't. The new silver rectangular frames and plain clear glass were a new sight. He also couldn't help noticing that the canine's formal wear actually seemed to fit right for a change.
Sonia, grateful the two had successfully taken Robotnik's attention, went to the nearest wall, sitting down in a chair waiting there. She had been feeling off all day. She'd gotten sick again that morning and the morning before. And parts of her body hurt that she knew wasn't right. She knew they couldn't be because of her depression over Bartleby. Somehow she didn't think sore breasts fell into that category.
"Sonia?" a familiar voice said softly to the side of her.
The pink hedgehog turned. "Mindy?" she stood up as the red-headed fox hugged her.
"Oh Sonia, I am so sorry," was Mindy's first words. "Are you okay, how are you holding up?" She pulled away to examine Sonia closely, for what she didn't know.
Somehow this kind of sympathy sounded more appropriate coming from Mindy. Mindy could at least come really close to guessing how Sonia was feeling. Mindy had known the couple since they were kids. She had watched the two grow from simple childhood friends into lovers of the fairytale fantasy variety. She had been the one to push Bartleby into making the first move to ask her out. She had been the chaperone on their first real date. She had helped Bartleby pick out the engagement ring and plan out his proposal. Mindy was meant to be Sonia's maid-of-honor. She had held Sonia as she cried when she had to break off the engagement because of her mother and the Freedom Fighters. She got to hear from both sides how much they meant to each other, lamenting this war and that they had to appear to be on different sides of the fight. She knew.
Sonia hugged her friend, grateful for her company. "I'm...okay, I guess. It's hard. Mindy, I was there. I watched it happen. I held him..." Mindy petted Sonia's hair soothingly, letting her rest her pink head on her shoulder in a sisterly-fashion. "I miss him."
"I know, girlfriend, I know," the fox looked her over. "But hey, you at least like you're hanging in there. What are you using to get your face to glow like that?" She asked to lighten the conversation.
Sonia gave her a confused look. "Is my face glowing?" she found a mirror in the room. "That's funny, I didn't use anything different."
"That is weird, but hey it looks good at least," Mindy told her.
Sonia just kept looking in the mirror, analyzing her symptoms. What was wrong with her? Why did this have to happen now when her mind should be on Bartleby? She would have to ask the Oracle. His magic could tell her what was wrong.
Mindy stayed close to Sonia through the evening as she accepted condolences from friends on both sides of the class barrier. "Hey Sonia, did you know you have a shadow?" she asked at one point.
Sonia turned. "Huh?"
"Yeah, it's Robotnik's big orange goon," Mindy said.
Sonia finally saw what she was talking about. "Oh that's Dingo," she groaned. "He's got a crush on me even though we're supposed to be enemies. Robotnik's probably given him orders to grab me as soon as the service is over. Don't worry, I can handle him."
The night wore on until midnight neared. Sonia and her brothers were supposed to leave but there were too many well-wishers for Sonia to meet and greet (as the closest family Bartleby had).
Robotnik went to the dais to address the people in his pompous way. "Citizens, as we near the end of the service, let us close with a few thoughts about this tragic loss. I knew Bartleby since he was just a tiny tot. He was a delightful lad, full of life, like a son to me. It is such a shame that it would have to be cut so short by such a tragic accident."
Sonia's face went red and she stood on her chair. "Stop calling it an ACCIDENT! You pompous, deceitful, conceitful old windbag! You killed him! Stop trying to get the people to sympathize with you, it won't work!" she got off the chair and stomped up to where Robotnik stood. "You're holding this memorial for only one reason, to convince the nobles you're still worth supporting. You don't care what happened to Bartleby and he certainly was not a son to you! You murdered him! He died because of you! And I'll never, never, never, ever forgive you!" She screamed the last, hot tears suddenly pouring from her eyes. She was surprised at herself. She had known Robotnik would make some speech and had resolved to let him dig his own hole but she just couldn't control her anger at him. Unable to stand being in the same room with the evil man, she turned and ran, Mindy following her. Neither saw Dingo slip out a nearby door as well.
Robotnik's sneer never left his face. It pleased him to see the tears in her eyes, the despair in the pink hedgehog's face.
Sonic and Manic went to the door Sonia had ran out of. "Robotnik, you've done some terrible things but this tops the list. How do you sleep at night knowing you make innocent girls cry? People of Mobius, don't buy what this idiot has to tell you."
"He murdered Bartleby, it was no accident, and he knows it," Manic added. "He has no right to be called a leader. He's a miserable, greedy, power-mad tyrant!"
Robotnik growled as the clock in the tower chimed the twelfth hour. "Ahh, midnight at last. The ceasefire is over. Sleet..."
Sleet pulled his laser gun. "You got it boss. Three hedgehogs coming right up."
Nobles screamed as the Freedom Fighters leapt out of their seats, their weapons blazing. Sonic and Manic had passed Dingo's warning onto them.
Mindy found Sonia in an abandoned corridor, lost in the palace that should have been her home. She was sobbing like her world had ended. In many ways, it had.
"Sonia..." she sat beside her emotional friend. The mood swing was strange but considering Robotnik's speech, it was understandable. Arms wrapped around Sonia.
The girl wept with misery and confusion. One minute she was okay, the next minute she was screaming someone's head off and the next she was bawling like a baby. "What's wrong with me? "
"You're grieving, Sonia," Mindy said simply. "There's no rule for how long you can be upset. Your mind is going through a strange time and it's just got your emotions out of whack. There is nothing wrong with you. Besides, it's easy to get mad at Robotnik."
"I hate him! He's taken away everything I ever loved," she cried. "My mother, Lady Wyndimere, and now Bartleby. It's not fair! It's just not fair! What have I done to deserve this?"
Mindy pet Sonia's hair. "It's not fair, you're right. You don't deserve anything that's happened. Neither did he. You'll see, with time, it'll get easier. But don't hate. If you hate him, he wins."
Explosions from the ballroom interrupted their heart to heart. Sonia realized she left her brothers without her. "Sonic, Manic. Mindy, get out of here. I gotta help my brothers." She said, wiping her face.
Mindy nodded understandingly and Sonia began running back the way she came.
"Hold it right there," Robotnik stood behind them, that terrible gun pointed at them. "Looks like we get to play this game again, Princess Sonia. You can surrender or I can take your friend instead."
Sonia forced a laugh. "And make the same mistake twice, Barf-butt?" She jumped at Robotnik, kicking the gun out of his hand. "Mindy, run!" she called as she ran in the opposite direction.
Robotnik shouted. "Get her and the other one!" he picked up his weapon, going after Sonia. He wanted to take care of her personally.
Sonia ran, unsure what to do. She rarely faced Robotnik on his own. She didn't know what kind of fighter he was, beyond a crooked one, and that was always a dangerous fight. But she had to get Robotnik away from Mindy. She wouldn't lose anyone else, not to Robotnik. She ran into the nearest room to hide.
It was a sort of surveillance room and tapes were playing back on the monitor. Tapes of the courthouse, that horrible day.
"No, Sonia, you can't give into him."
Sonia watched for a second time as Bartleby spoke against Robotnik, effectively taking his attention off of her, and lost his life for it.
"Bartleby..."
"Yes, what a shame he just didn't let you surrender that day, isn't it," Robotnik said behind her. "You blame me but let's be honest, you're just as much to blame. Why, if you hadn't opposed me, I might have left you alone. I might have even let Bartleby marry you without any problems."
The guilt of what happened rose in Sonia, overriding logic. She gripped her head as she recognized the sense in Robotnik's words.
"Your opposition killed Bartleby, Princess Sonia, it's your fault he's dead. What do you say to that?" Robotnik challenged her.
Sonia fell to her knees as she fought the anguish burning inside her. "It's my fault..."
Robotnik sneered. "Yes. I should just roboticize you for your crime, eternal servitude would be ample punishment. But I am a benevolent, merciful ruler. I will just put you out of your misery." He aimed his gun at the young princess.
A bright light suddenly filled the room, blowing Robotnik back several steps. Sonia looked in surprise at the light.
"My Sonia..."
When the light faded, Sonia was gone. Robotnik stared in a mix of fear and outrage at where the light had been. He was sure he had seen. "No, that's not possible, that would have to mean." His mind recalled something. "The legend!"
The Oracle had been watching over the Hedgehogs, as he often did just out of an almost parental concern, when a light filled his cave. When it faded, Sonia sat in front of him. Her brothers appeared in another globe of white light.
"Whoa, thanks Orac," Sonic said. "Things were getting a little too dicey."
The Oracle stared with surprise. "But, Young Prince, I didn't bring you here."
"You mean, that light wasn't your magic?" Sonic asked incredulous. "Maybe it was Mother."
"It was Bartleby..." Sonia said. It wasn't a question.
Manic was taken aback. "What? Whoa sis, that's not possible. He's dead remember?"
"It was him Manic. I heard his voice..."
AN: Okay, let me warn you all now. I suck at action scenes like this. See, I told you Bartleby wasn't gone.
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