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Secret Affair	By : kittynakajima Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 15628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Sonic is the property of SEGA/Sonic Team, and I do not profit from writing this story. However, I do claim ownership of the characters of Dr. Sara Torinai and Aria Torinai.

Chapter List
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Author�s Note: If you guys thought that the last chapter was pretty gruesome, that�s probably as far as we�ll go in that department.
Or maybe not. Infuriating a happy-go-lucky fellow like Sonic is something that might not go as well as planned. You never really know with those cheerful types � they might just have the worst temper you could ever imagine�
(Shadow�s P.O.V.)
�Is everyone alright?� I ask once everything has fallen silent. While one of my ears catches the tumble of debris from above with ease, I strain myself to listen amidst that and the increased pounding sensation coming from the right side of my face. I eventually hear a shrill cry that grows louder in volume, accompanied by a few groans.
��Ugh�Shadow?�
That�s Amy�s voice, and sure enough, I remember that I had instinctively acted as a living shield for her and her companions when the ceiling collapsed. From the way she said my name it would seem as though I accidentally knocked the wind out of�
Shit! I couldn�t have hit her in the stomach, right? That dreadful thought is all I needed as encouragement to get out of the rubble. I try to stand up under my own strength but barely get into a kneeling position, showing that the weight of whatever is covering us is heavy; if I tried to shift pieces of it from where I am at the moment, a piece or two could very well slide back down, and if that happens�well, let�s just say that it doesn�t take a genius to realize that heavy objects in motion seem faster and heavier than they naturally are.
With the use of brute strength quickly ruled out, another idea quickly comes to mind: Chaos Control. I could have just as easily teleported out of our surroundings before the impending collapse, but judging from the pounding in my head, I must have hit it hard enough that I hadn�t gained enough composure to maneuver it in time.
Though if that�s the case, the reason I couldn�t teleport instinctively is another question in itself. If all else fails, there�s always instinct to fall back on, which has been the case in several instances where I was momentarily unable to defend or protect myself. I�ve done it so many times beforehand, and with this being one of the many times that I�ve had a Chaos Emerald in my possession, why would I be unable to do so now?
My Chaos Emerald. Realizing that I still had one of the seven (Sonic having one as well), I quickly take it out to act as a makeshift flashlight to illuminate our confined space, giving me an idea of what I have to work with. Everything is soon washed over with a glowing green light, allowing me to finally see Amy and the others for the first time. Amy is lying underneath me, but alert and conscious, and I sigh with relief once I take a glance at her stomach. No sign of blood, or any immediate indication that it was touched, though I can�t be entirely certain until we get into some better light.
�I�m � I mean, we�re fine at the moment�, she says, while patting her stomach. She wastes no time in thanking me as I help her sit up. �I am so glad that you�re here!� she exclaims. Nodding her head upwards, she continues, �It�s a good thing that you created a Chaos Shield or we would�ve been crushed for sure!�
�But I didn�t create a barrier�, I state, cutting her off before she could say anymore. Her eyes widen in shock, as do mine for a moment, before looking up to fully take in what she had just said.
We both look up and see that there is indeed a shield, preventing debris from collapsing upon us. I would think that I merely created it out of instinct, but I soon rule that out as such a barrier would have given me the time to properly teleport before the collapse. Or simply put, I would have felt myself performing such actions from the get go.
�Well, if this isn�t your shield, whose could it possibly be?� The question coming from Amy�s doctor, the same one that I met when I accompanied Amy to an appointment. She�s gotten herself into a sitting/kneeling position, and as far as I can tell she�s unharmed with the exception of a wound to her left arm. It appears to be a fresh wound as blood quickly gained space along the fabric of her doctor�s robe. Forgetting about the barrier and its origin I inch myself over to her to quickly inspect and treat the wound. �Does it hurt when I move your arm upwards? Downwards?� I ask, while moving it in the direction of choice. �No�, she says, �but I would know better than you if my arm was broken or ...NOT!� She flinches back in pain as I gently moved her arm back towards her, and as I release my grip it goes into a position that seems a bit off from what it normally should be. �Oww�instead of being broken I suppose it�s somewhat dislocated instead�, she finishes.
Hmph. A doctor is their own worst doctor.
In her other arm she�s carrying carry the child, who by now has taken up silent tears and whimpering. Other than that and being a bit�damp, they seemed to be fine outside of being visibly shaken up.
Glancing at her dislocated limb with an understanding of what needed to be done, she asks Amy to take her for the time being. �Aria�s already been through a lot��, she says as she motions for me to take her. �The last thing I�d want is to scare her myself with my screams of agony. The child however seemed to be set on having her mother�s immediate comfort as she struggled to hold onto her for as long as she could.
Since I�m not entirely versed in handling children, I ask Amy to come for her. As she does, she suddenly falls back, grimacing as she holds onto her abdomen. �AMY!� the doctor and I collectively shout, crawling over to her side to find out what�s going on. She tells her to lie back while asking her to try and describe how she�s feeling.
�It�s�that sharp pain again�, Amy groans, pointing to where her breastbone would be located. �The same one I felt when that bastard was trying to�test�the Chaos Emeralds he had on the baby��
�WHAT!� I exclaimed, as this was clearly news to me.
�He tried to�he wants to�kill�me and the baby�Sonic too�, she finished. �...he only used the emeralds because he wanted to gauze how much energy the baby could handle��
The part about being exposed to excess energy from the Chaos Emeralds was enough to have me fuming. Chaos energy can be stable one moment and unstable the next, so it�s potentially dangerous given the vast amount of power it could produce. A regular person might very well be fried if exposed to a huge surge of energy emitted from just ONE emerald, so it almost goes without saying that an unborn child might experience the same fate...
But just as suddenly as it came, the pain ceased, as Amy�s face relaxed. With some sweat rolling down her face she sat up, proceeding to remove five of the seven emeralds from her person, handing them each to me as quickly as she produces them. �You�re better suited to hold onto these�, she said, while comforting the little girl. �I think I need to distance myself from them if I�m ever going to get this horrible pain to stop.�
Agreeing with her, I return my attention back to the doctor and her dislocated arm, who grabs hold of my left arm as I prepare to put hers back in place. �Close your eyes and count up to 5�, I tell her, with the mindset of doing the deed once she hits a certain number. �And cover that kid�s ears and face as best you can, Amy�, I add.
After taking a long moment to make certain that Amy would be alright for the present time, I tell her doctor to start the count. �ONE!!!!!� she screams as her arm snaps back into its rightful spot. While she�s still coming down from the immediate pain I manage to take off her robe, creating a makeshift sling that I quickly place her arm into.
And as if on cue, the barrier begins to deteriorate, with the debris coming so close that it was merely inches away from crushing us all. Surprised it didn�t lose composure earlier, but I should be grateful that it held up as long as it did.
Concentrating upon the six emeralds that I now have in my possession, I utter those two words that have been a part of my vocabulary for as long as I can remember.
�CHAOS CONTROL!!!�
Meanwhile�
(Sonic�s P.O.V.)
Rage is all I feel as my mind thinks of all the possible things that bastard could have done to Amy and the baby, none of which is remotely pleasant. The blood on the floor and the lingering scent of Amy�s favorite fragrance prompt painful flashbacks of that nightmare � everyone close to me was dead, including her and the baby�
The fear of failure is nauseating; I don�t know what I would do with myself if I ever�
Suddenly, a huge projection screen comes to life, featuring a blurred image that�s quickly beginning to come into focus. Squinting my eyes, I try to see if I can figure out what�s being shown. Though no sooner had I done so, I began to wish I hadn�t. The both of us on screen, in bed. Making love.
He�d been watching�recording what should have been some very special, private moments for the both of us. Watching every single kiss, gesture and touch. Studying how we make love down to a T.
By taping us, it almost feels as if he�s cheapened what we were doing. As if we were more like animals in heat or actors rather than two people expressing their love for one another. And if I feel this bad about it, I can only imagine how Amy must feel�
Amy. I make a frenzied dash towards the screen, propelling and maneuvering myself in mid-air as I spin dashed through it, sending scraps flying in every imaginable direction. I also waste no time in sprinting over to the projector, removing the film reel and smashing it into bits and pieces with the heel of my foot. The metal spindle is easily shattered, with bits of film still attached to it; the rest of it is sprawled or crumbled about on the floor beneath me. I kneel down and start shredding the remnants of film with what�s left of its spindle, grinding, tearing, and ripping every which way � every direction � all until I�m entirely certain that it will never be viewable again. Ever.
And, as if perfectly on cue, I hear the annoying chuckle of someone who easily could knock Shadow down a space on the list of people who could seriously piss me off.
�It�s been awhile, Sonic�, he says calmly. �I see that you�ve stumbled upon my dirty film stash...�
Have to play it cool. �This is an all time low, even for you�, I say back calmly. I would be shouting profanities at the top of my lungs right now, but it wouldn�t get me any closer to finding out what he�s done with Amy and the others�
�I always pictured you as the type with a weak libido � very easy to sexually arouse and spent within a few minutes at best�, he taunts. �But look at you go! I had to replace my film several times before you even reached your limit.�
Keep it cool. �Kind of sounds like you got the hots for me, but I don�t fly that way,� I shrugged, in a nonchalant manner. �Besides, didn�t you know that secretly taping folks having sex and jerking off to it makes you a sexual predator? You know, in the same category as douche bags that think �no� is a woman�s way of saying �take me now�?�
He laughs for a few minutes, amused by my witty little remark. �I could easily say the same for you, hedgehog!� he declared. �Your little fan girl seemed like she wanted you to stop the whole time. But knowing her, she seems more inclined to readily become your whore than to maintain her self respect and dignity.
Makes me wonder how the both of you can act surprised about the fact that she�s pregnant with your children?�
�Watch your FUCKING mouth!� I growl. Calm just pretty much flew out the window and crashed. �Where are they?�
�Why don�t you find out yourself?� he states inquisitively, with that all too familiar hint of sarcasm echoed throughout the room. �They all seemed pretty intent on playing a little game of hide and seek, though I see it more like Russian roulette.
Though I have to admit that I�ve been cheating; I know where the lone bullet is, and who�s going to have the true pleasure of finding it lodged within their skull��
With flashing images of my nightmare still fresh, I doubt I want to call his bluff at this point. It didn�t sound like him at all � he usually manages to give himself away with some overextended explanation of the half assed plan that he�s trying to achieve while stroking his ego in the process.
But this time, he was trying to fuck with me, showing me shit that should have been intimate and private. Saying shit that would have easily resulted in having a foot shoved up his hemorrhoid infested ass. All while his fake little laugh shows that he�s enjoying trying to make me suffer.
He won�t be laughing for long.
�Tails?� I ask, speaking firmly into my communicator. �Were you listening? You got all that?�
Static passes for a few seconds before I hear what sounds like �that bastard� over it. �He�s really lost it this time�� Tails exclaimed, allowing his voice to trail off into the distance. �But anyway, I have a lock on the rest of the Chaos Emeralds. The moment that you and Shadow got there, the five that I had on radar added up to six. Since I�m seeing the one emerald that you have is isolated from the rest, I think it�s safe to say that Shadow has found the remaining five.�
�Has Shadow relayed his whereabouts?� I inquire.
�He did a few moments ago�, Tails stated, �Though he�s constantly breaking up since the Chaos Emeralds are creating interference. However, I did manage to get your coordinates from both the emerald radar and his message, so I�ll be there to meet up with you in the Tornado within the next couple of minutes...BOOM!!!�
I hear what sounds like an electric buzz before the transmission is cut off, with static being the only thing audible. �TAILS?� I scream for a split second. �Tails, say something!�
The static stalls before becoming loud in volume and dropping again. ��make that several couple minutes!!!!� he screams a moment later. �Eggman�s sent out the calvary to give me a warm welcome! I got to take them out!!
But about what I was saying when I was cut off � I did manage to get bits and pieces of what Shadow was trying to say despite the interference. Something about someone being hurt and � brace yourself � Amy experiencing what could be labor pains!!
�Sonic? Are you still listening?�
I�m determined to get to them as quickly as possible. �CHAOS CONTROL!!�
But wait. What the hell did he mean when he said �children�?
(Amy�s P.O.V.)
One moment, we�re trapped under the rubble of a ceiling, and the next we�re in one of Eggman�s hangers. Egg fighters, along with many of his other contraptions are all whizzing right past us at mach speeds, apparently none the wiser of our escape. I�ve handed Aria back to Sara, who�s supporting her in the makeshift sling that Shadow made for her. �She�s at that age where she�s prone to ear infections!� she yells, while trying her best to cup the child�s ears. �Could we have set them off by escaping?� Due to all the noise, Aria has once again taking to crying profusely and is unable to be soothed, with not even the immediate comfort of her mother�s touch to calm her.
�I highly doubt it�s over us,� Shadow adds, while trying to support me. �There must be a more immediate threat to the base outside. More than likely foxboy flying around in that lemon of a go cart he calls an aircraft.�
�Tails?� I ask, with hope tingling in my throat. �We�ll be out of here in no TI...m...e�.�
I fall back, my previous pains having returned tenfold. Shadow catches me in mid-fall, helping me to the floor while supporting my back against a wall. Sara quickly joins his side, and for a few agonizing minutes, we both watch as he meticulously trails a hand over my swollen abdomen.
And judging from his expression � a focused, cautious look that I�ve only seen when he�s faced an opponent that he can�t easily take down, it�s obviously not good.
Afterwards, he removes his hand, clenching it into a fist as he closes his eyes in thought, leaving Sara free to go about her own examination, probing and poking certain spots along my stomach while asking how I felt. �Does this hurt?� she asked while poking just below my navel. �What about here?� I do my best to describe my pain; sharp, piercing cramps and spasms that ripple up from my pelvis to my ribcage, and stay there. And with each passing minute, the agony grows�almost to the point where I�m afraid I might �burst� at any moment.
She even goes so far as to check if my �water� has broken, signaling for Shadow to look away. He does so, but not before briefly giving Sara a hard glare and a �Hmph� before turning his back, his fist still tightly clenched.
�This is the strangest display of Braxton � Hicks I�ve ever witnessed�, she says, after reassuring me that my amniotic sac hadn�t ruptured. �False labor pains that are typically brought on by stress, strain, and even emotional��
�Bullshit!� Shadow yells, as he turns around to meet her gaze. �This is far from false labor, or anything that you as a medical specialist could possibly understand concerning the influence of Chaos energy!�
�I might not have a vast knowledge of this �Chaos� energy of which you speak�, she boomed back, �But I am fully qualified in monitoring and detecting complications and problems with high risk pregnancies, and this is as high risk as you could possibly get!�
�Looks like you were taking a risk yourself, doc�, he fired back, as he grabs a hold of one of my hands. Looking into my eyes, he asks very gently: �Amy, do you know how many children you�re going to have?� But before I can vocalize the number �one�, Sara has already given the both of us an entirely different answer.
Twins.
TWINS? Sonic and I are going to have twins? Am I dreaming?
But from the frowns that grace Sara and Shadow�s faces, I can tell that it�s not a dream.
�You didn�t know?� Shadow asks me, while giving my hand a squeeze. His own momentary shock is replaced with the anger he had only moments before, once again directing it in Sara�s direction. �What kind of doctor keeps their patients in the dark about something as important as that? What were you thinking?�
�On my part, it was never about keeping anyone in the dark!� Sara exclaimed, as she tried to handle a screaming Aria. �This information has been readily available since her post bed rest checkup. The sonogram taken during the examination proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that she�s carrying two children � previous sonograms had only been able to pick up one.� Taking a momentary glance in my direction, she continues, �I did my best to inform both her and her significant other of the development.� �But,� she sighed, �they were more interested in being surprised in the delivery room for the most part.�
And with that, Shadow simply shook his head while he maintained that tightly clenched fist. �He freaks out after learning he was going to be a father and yet he STILL wants to be surprised.� He mumbled.
Sonic can�t take all of the blame here � I was looking forward to being surprised just as much.
�But with that all aside�, he continued, �I think I know the immediate cause for your agony � excess Chaos energy as a result of direct exposure to the Chaos Emeralds.�
�As a result of Eggfart trying to play guinea pig with me?� I ask.
�Correct.� He says, agreeing. �Chaos energy in the hands of those unskilled in handling it can prove disastrous � even deadly if left to its own devices. But from what I can see, you�re holding up rather well, which I�d attribute to several points in the past where you�ve had one or more of the emeralds in your possession.�
�I see�, Sara chimes in. �So in other words, you�re saying that she�s gradually built up some sort of tolerance from various periods of exposure.�
�Right�, he continues. �She has a higher level of tolerance than the average person would have for this kind of thing, especially given that she�s also displayed a potential for handling such energy.
But even with that, that may not do much if you�ve absorbed such a vast amount of energy in a short time. And that goes for just about anyone, ranging from the inexperienced such as you ladies to those who deal with it on a frequent basis such as me. Anyone would have a difficult time adjusting to it...�
A moment passes before he concludes by saying: �If left to itself, there�s no doubt in my mind that the excess energy would eventually erase her and her children from the very fabric of existence.�
My heart skips a beat after that last sentence, as if I�m almost afraid to believe for myself what I was hearing.
�Radiation poisoning?� asks Sara, who appears to be just as shocked as I am.
�Not quite�, he replied. �Pent up Chaos energy can ultimately have the same end result as radiation poisoning if left alone to itself. As in, moving until it found a way out, which in this case could mean a violently orchestrated exit or two through Amy�s body.�
�Not good!� I moan, already feeling the onset of more chaos related agony. �What about my baby - babies? If you�re talking about how badly this is going to affect me, what about them? What will happen to�ugh��
As I fall back again in pain, Shadow grabs a hold of me, holding on until I�m able to steady myself. �I have a theory on that�, he says, while helping me into a sitting position. �That level of tolerance for Chaos energy must be something that you and Sonic passed down to the both of them, so they�re currently holding up pretty well from what I can sense. But more importantly, just as you�ve shown potential for utilizing Chaos energy and Sonic�s able to weld it himself, I believe that they also can use it as well � which would explain that mysterious barrier that bought us some time a few minutes earlier.�
I still can�t believe what I�m hearing: I�m carrying Chaos savvy children?
Continuing, he suggests that the barrier was an instinctive defense, having picked up on my sense of danger to create it in the first place. �It went up to protect you, but started to deteriorate when you started to calm down. It also seems that the agony you feel is a failed attempt at trying to burn off excess energy.�
He would have continued when we were all suddenly distracted by a blinding light, accompanied with a strong, short breeze that seemed to stop right in front of me. And when the light waned and I found a familiar pair of forest green eyes looking back at me, I found the one person that I had been wanting by my side this whole time.
Sonic. No words could express how relieved and happy we were to see the other at the moment; we were just happy to be in the other�s company once more. We both fell into an embrace, holding on to the other as if years had passed between our last.
We could have stayed in that position forever, but he ended it with a very soft and equally passionate kiss. While wiping away the new stream of tears that were beginning to fall from my face, he cleared his throat so that he might speak first. �So�, he said while gently stroking my left cheek, �I bet you�re glad to see this hedgehog�s face again, eh?�
I would have quickly said yes, but another wave of chaos induced agony had washed over me again. �You bet�� is the best that I�m able to muster through tightened lips.
Sonic�s expression of sheer joy is quickly replaced by that of determination and focus. Generally, that would be a good sign, as it means that he�s going to get everyone out of here in one piece.
But somehow�it�s almost as if I�m not looking at the same person�
He�s taken his gaze away from me, looking to the floor as if in deep thought. �I�m not entirely sure what he wanted to do to you and the baby�, he states in a low voice, �but whatever it was, he�s not getting another chance at it.�
�Ever.� He concludes, as he turns himself back around to face us.
My heart just skipped a beat. For a split second, I could have sworn that wasn�t him talking just now. That sounded so absolute, final�and if he�s thinking what I�m thinking right now, it�s not anything good. Or maybe I�m reading it out of context�
Though even as subtly as that came out, it definitely would seem as if whatever intended meaning can�t possibly be of any good for Eggman in the very immediate future.
But, if I�m being true to my heart - that means it doesn�t for Sonic either�
(Sonic�s P.O.V.)
I gotta get them out of here. Amy, the baby, and her companions. I don�t want them to be around for what I possibly might have to do to ensure that something of this nature doesn�t happen to her or any of our loved ones ever again...
�Tails should be here any second now,� I say, after radioing back to him my current location. �He�s already got the nearest hospital on radar, so he�s flying you all there while I stay behind to deal with Egghead.�
Amy�s obviously not too happy with the plan, quickly making it apparently to everyone. �You just got here!� she exclaims, as her face contorts in agony. �I don�t want you to leave me�� she says, while reaching for my hand.
�I don�t want to leave you either�, I say while slowly moving out of reach, �but I rather you and the baby were in a safer place than here right now. No doubt Eggy�s got something spectacular cooked up for a finale, and you possibly having the baby isn�t something I want mixed in with it.�
�You mean, babies�, she corrects me.
�Babies, then�, I echo, correcting myself.
Babies? I think I already know what that means, but I�ll deal with it later. Everyone being safe is more important right now.
The buzzing engine of the Tornado can now be directly heard above us rather clearly, though the acoustics might actually be distancing the estimated time by which the plane itself will come into viewable distance. At any rate though, he�s close by, and that�s a very good thing at the moment.
�That�s Tails�, I say, as I kneel down to scoop up Amy, while gesturing for Shadow to do the same with the doctor. �He�s going to quickly sweep in for the pick up before kicking it full speed to the hospital.�
But Shadow stood his ground, as did Amy, who basically tensed herself to give me a hard enough time in getting a grip. �Come on!� I say, while trying to lift her up one more time. �If you�re in so much pain, the baby must be coming, and I won�t have that here!�
�BABIES!!� she shouts back at me, now purposely going limp in my grasp. �And there won�t be baby anything or even me left soon if you don�t stop and calm down!�
�But we don�t have much...� I start.
�Time?� Shadow chimed in, pushing me to the side. �Of course we don�t have much time.� �But�, he said while kneeling beside her, �rather than interrupting, just shut up and watch what I was about to do just before you showed up.�
And without another word, he placed his hands above Amy�s stomach, moving them around as if typing on a computer, a white aura of energy quickly gathering around his hands.
�You�re talking about not having time and yet you�re feeling my girl up?� I yelled.
�Yeah, and I�m having a good time while at it!� he finished sarcastically. �The doctor took the liberty of exposing your children to Chaos energy and they seem to be able to tolerate it for the most part.�
�But�, he continued, �they can�t handle it for too much longer, and if I don�t absorb what I can, the possibility of this becoming a red zone is very real.�
�Funny you should say that, Shadow. I wasn�t quite thinking of having a mushroom cloud in my own backyard when I woke up today.�
Just on time. And as if on cue, he arrives, snuggly seated within the cockpit of yet another of his crap fighting mechs. E-something or other, or some other conceitedly named cheap piece of shit that he came up with.
(Shadow�s P.O.V.)
�I wonder if my grandfather christened you the Ultimate Lifeform due to immunity to radiation poisoning?� the doctor declares, as he loaded up the semi-automatic on his exosuit. Sonic jumps in front of me, giving me a nod to continue with the task at hand.
�And my dear nemesis�, he continued, addressing Sonic this time, �I think that you could easily escape such a situation, whether you be in the deepest part or not. Maybe even with one or two people clinging onto your shoulders for dear life.
All that could easily happen in an instant, if I wished it to be�
But even if you could, I wonder, Sonic�
�can you possibly make 2 different choices at the same time?�
Two choices? What the hell is he talking about?
Sonic seems a bit thrown off momentarily, but something instantly clicks into place with him as he swiftly turns his attention towards the right, in Sara�s direction, who had been silent for quite some time. Amy�s gaze follows his lead, causing her to instantly tense up once she catches a glimpse of what he sees. And with that, I quickly turn my sights on what is the center of attention.
An Egg Pawn has a pistol pressed against the doctor�s skull, who has her back turned away from us. She�s hunching as much as she possibly can, apparently shielding her child, who had resumed her crying.
�I don�t think I�ve ever seen you act out this type of scenario: two choices, one outcome. You have to save one while most likely losing the other in the process, and most definitely losing your own life if you tried to save them both.�
�Some choice, jackass,� Sonic retorted. �But the last time I checked, I�m not the only line of defense back here. Shadow�s right over there, and he can just as easily dodge any half assed attack of your any day of the week.�
�Perhaps,� the doctor admitted. �But maybe not as effectively when he�s trying to absorb a great deal of Chaos energy in such a short amount of time.�
�But�, he continued as he prepared to fire, �Are you swift enough to dodge both a barrage of gunfire and everyone in its immediate path?
Let�s find out.�
(Amy�s P.O.V.)
BANG! BANG! BANG!!! It falls silent shortly after. I try and open my eyes but quickly close them as a blinding ray of light is preventing me from looking around.
�Sonic, Shadow? Are you out there?� I ask, worriedly. No answer.
�Sara, Aria? Is anyone out there?�
Shadow was the first to speak. �I�ve got you�, he says reassuringly, while holding onto me. �I created a Chaos Shield around the two of us, so we�re safe for the time being.�
�What about Sonic?� I asked. �Where is he? Did he get to Aria and Sara in time?�
�I can�t tell�, Shadow replied, squeezing my hand. �Though I do feel a vastly enormous surge in Chaos energy. It�s the source of this blinding radiance, so until it settles we won�t be able to find out.�
It would be a few more moments before we heard Aria begin to cry, and yet some more before we could comfortably open our eyes.
Following the direction of her cry, I opened my eyes to see Sara still holding onto her tightly, lying on the floor several yards away amongst the remains of what had been her robotic attacker. Still somewhat conscious, she mumbled, �What happened?�
A sigh of relief escapes my lips as I realize that Sonic had managed to reach her in time. But if she�s alright, where is he?
��Sonic?�
Scanning around, it didn�t take look before his form comes into view, though I gasp when I do. It seemed as if he was single handedly holding every single round fired at bay � by sheer willpower! None of the rounds had hit us apparently, as he had suspended them in mid air.
�That answer your question?� he inquired coldly as he allowed some of them to drop to the floor.
That change in tone again sent another chill down my spine, but not as much as what I was staring at now. He was levitating only a foot away from the ground, with all seven Chaos Emerald floating around him, with a bluish, flame like aura engulfing his entire body. His quills, though normally slicked back, were now standing up on end with that wonderful cerulean hue in his fur going several shades darker, to the point where the difference between a cobalt blue and black would have gone unnoticed.
And his eyes�those lovely forest green pupils of his had gone completely blank, with only the white being visible.
If I didn�t know any better, I would be thinking that he had achieved his super form by channeling into the energy all seven of the emeralds. But since I had seen him do it on more occasions than I care to remember, this didn�t seem to be the case. He would be engulfed in a golden aura that washed over his entire being, with his eyes burning an emblazoned red that showcased the passion and determination present within his soul.
But not this time. It just didn�t seem right. Normal. Almost as if the body and soul of the Sonic that I know and love had been replaced with that of a stranger.
�SONIC!!!!�
I was brought out of my thoughts by Shadow�s yell, who was still in the process of extracting as much excess energy as he could. He was still absorbing it, but the little bits that he couldn�t were somehow making their way over towards Sonic and the dark aura.
Eggman then suddenly began to slouch over within the cockpit of his contraption, blood quickly beginning to gather and trickle down from his mouth.
And then it hit me. I had counted about 6 shots in total when they were still suspended and visible in mid-air.
They weren�t anymore�
And that�s the end of this chapter folks! We told you all that emotional stress was going to get to Sonic sooner or later. It was just bound to in any case.
But this isn�t the worst of it, as Sonic has decided that Eggman is too much of a danger for the world at large, and it�s up to both Amy and Shadow to talk derail his train of thought before he does something he could very well regret.
On another note, this chapter took a good and long time to get out � about 5 months and counting. And we apologize for that � there were times where I might start typing and make progress, and then not get back to it until maybe 3-4 weeks afterwards. Or I might type up a good 3-4 paragraphs, read through it, and scrap it because the flow wasn�t working for me.
But anyway, I�d like to thank all of you who took the time to send a PM or e-mail my way and ask about the story and/or when it was to be updated. Means you�re still out there reading this, and we wouldn�t want to disappoint by leaving this a cliffhanger.
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