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The Darkened Past	By : sephrothlay Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 3524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Sonic The Hedgehog game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Well finally I bet your all saying, the chapter is done. I’ve got no excuse, with only one thing, I had a massive writers block, plus my writing has slowed down somewhat, I’m sort of focused on different genres at the mo (Assassin’s Creed Ezio/Leonardo for one), I am such a dork… Go and enjoy.

Warning: Descriptive accounts of injuries.

Summery: A recount of how Tail’s met Sonic but with many darker themes, for surviving in a world that hates you it is only the beginning for a lot of darker intentions… This will be a darker than normal fic Pairings later, Warnings on each chapter

Disclaimer: Don’t own Sonic or any of the characters only the plot I have delved into

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The darkened past

Chapter 16: Faith

What is life? I truly wonder, for I wonder, is it worth giving your own for another…

Lips were pulled off sharp fangs, as green eyes narrowed even further at the monster, who was sitting quite some distance from the ground within the hovercraft, this was the one human who had already tried to kill him many times before; gloved hands were clasped in-front of the human, the red overcoat with golden buttons a painful reminder to him, while black eyes watched through modified goggles on his face. Shifting his right leg back, he tightened the muscles of both calves, the item of power the hedgehog had wanted to keep for emergences, ready for use within a gloved palm, one clench of a fist and he would have a boost to take down the man before him.

“Where…is…he?” Sonic’s voice had taken a deadly overtone, red bleeding into the iris, as fangs seemed to lengthen and an enraged snarl transformed his face. Once white gloves, fell from his hands, as the last stitching that had been keeping them on, finally gave way; a sneer made way upon the human’s face, as he sat back, a triumphant air around him.

“Your little two tailed freak? Oh he’s safe; I have plans for the child that I’m sorry to say, doesn’t include you. Such a pity for...”

“Like hell you will Robotnick!” With that the hedgehog shot foreword, his hand clenched and the item within his hand seemed to ‘melt’; veins of blood, gained a golden tinge as power infused into his very nature, though Sonic ignored the pain, and his body was suddenly infused with a bright golden aura.

“You dare HEDGEHOG?! Attack!!!” But the words were already too slow, the minute minutes it took for Robotnick to command his forces, the empowered hedgehog had already crashed through a third of the metal monsters. Within this form, his ‘quills’ were so full of charged energy, with the edges sharpened to a degree, that Sonic would slice through bone like a knife through butter; and it was currently well proven, with the machines falling left, right and centre, as though no challenge to the hyper anthro, who spin-dashed through another section of the masses, decimating them like their fallen comrades.

Now unlike what most people (meaning the humans and anthros who lived upon the various states and islands) thought, the metal ‘people’ were not just made up of nuts and bolts and bits of metal stuck together; they were in-fact, lost citizens of cities and towns, who had creatures of all ages go missing from suspicious circumstances. The ‘souls’ of the people were still alive, though their bodies may have been changed, and commands forced upon their unwilling ‘corpses’ (due to being given the notice of dead, if not found after a year or so); survival instinct, still ran rampant throughout the bodies of the machines and had created a new code within them all, (which Robotnick had no notion about of course; even his own, supposedly loyal, subjects with hundreds of commands to keep them as his servants, had to find some way of rebelling against their ‘master’, it’s just the done thing really).

Basically the command went a bit like this, ‘to run and hall ass as quick as possible in view of a threat, which takes out more than 50% of all current forces’, or in short term speech, ‘I’m not paid enough, an I’m out of here, before I get my ass kicked’ and so less than 40%, that was left of the humans’ forces turned tail and ran like the devil was on their heals, ignoring the threats and curses their human master shouted, as their most primary program kicked in.

Landing, the currently boosted hedgehog placed his hands on hips and gave an almighty god-given-grin, with humour running rampant through his charged body in exchange for the anger, from which fury still ran deep within the mind of one so determined as he. Tilting his head, flared quills rattling with the movement, he snickered at the red-faced human male on his hovercraft, finding enjoyment at seeing the oppressors forces running from him; clearly having been programmed to run from his devastating attacks by fellow bots, from the last time he crashed the mad-mans plans.

“Heh! Seems yer forces don’ want to fight botnick. So why not give up Tails before I make ya? Don’ want to make this harder on yourself now do we…?” The human was seething; you could clearly see it, with how his whole face was now a current colour between purple and red; teeth audibly ground between clenched teeth as the goggles seemed to flash in anger and hate for his nemeses. Finally seeming to decide on something, clenched hands relaxed their hold on the flight controls, flexing as though something had been decided; grinning in an unsettling way, and making Sonic’s fur stand on end, he gave a chuckle as though something amusing came to him.

“Oh you want the freak do you? Well, why don’t I just ‘give’ him to you, hmm?” Green eyes narrowed, as his head tilted, ears pricked in suspicion to the switch around of the mans current temperament; never in all the time he had known the other, after the turning, had the human been gracious, hell even his nice persona had been possessive over what had been thought as his and didn’t like to share, thus the suspicion over what that cunning mind had planned…though, some part of him, wished to go back to the days when the evil-scientist had been a kind man, who only wanted the betterment of life, and to see all beings live without fear, together, in a land of peace; but…no, he had to forget about it, it would never be possible, he had to stop imagining a world that would never come to be.

Giving himself a slight shake, though not noticeable to the other, he moved a step forewords, a frown sliding upon his features once more, while clawed hands fisted at his side; narrowing his eyes, ears flickered backwards, hearing the near dis-placement of energy as air shifted to make way for a item to take its place, tensing, he through himself to the side, all the while turning around. While shifting in the air, his dilated pupils caught the flicker of holographic-merging technology that had only been in the testing stages when he last saw it, this was a purely upgraded version, it was able to use the environment to its advantage, shifting to any surface with a chameleon surface to blend with the current surroundings, to confuse and even decapitate its prey; an ingenious contraption, that was very deadly with the machine that clearly was in possession of the program. Landing, he tensed, teeth gritted in annoyance at another obstacle that was getting in the way of finding the fox that had become his own charge.

“So how do you like my new pet? An ingenious creation that uses the very fabric of nature to its advantage, quite the surprise don’t you think, my hedgehog foe?” Dodging another attack from the ‘still’ invisible enemy, the hedgehog, with his back to the scientist, began mouthing off the words as the other spoke them, clearly mocking the man in his own brand of irritation to the monster and man. Another shimmer showed were the creature was, clearly coming into focus for only a second before reorienting itself to its surroundings once more.

“Yeh… Quite, impressive botnick. Say, you seem to have all this time on yer hands, why not make something that’s useful for once, aye? The same old, same old gets boring after a while, can’t ya make something interesting and new?!” Flipping, he eyes narrowed again as the ‘force field’, for that’s what it had to be, shimmered once more, before the displacement of air signified another attack, shredding the ground once again, leaving another furrow, as though something was slicing along the ground where he had just stood.

“How dare you! Destroy him my faithful machine. Teach that hedgehog some manners!” Sliding across the ground where he landed, the anthro shifted his balance, bringing one foot foreword, he pressed his hands upon the ground, one slightly back while the other balanced himself foreword, dipping his head down, Sonic shut his eyes, gathering his strength; truthfully the hedgehog was sore, tired, and just wanted to rest, he had not really stopped moving since he had met the young one and it was taking its toll upon his body, the injuries had no time to heal, and blood-loss also was becoming a problem, making it hard to see at times when black spots flicked over his vision or even blocked his sight completely, it was usually only for a few seconds, yet that’s would be all it would take for the enemy to kill him.

Breathing deeply, Sonic opened his eyes once more, gaze steadfast on the last place he saw flicker, gathering himself, the hedgehog gripped the power inside him, forcing more energy though his body, making the gold glow which had been dimming, to flare once more, giving the hedgehog another berserker rush; the displacement happened again, in exactly the place the anthro had his eyes set upon; narrowing his brow, Sonic shot foreword, pushing all his might into an all outrun towards the target, ignoring the cackling of the human, who watched with amusement and glee, in the thought of the hedgehogs demise.

Pushing himself upwards, torso stretching backwards, he through himself forewords, toned body falling into the familiar rolled up sensation of his hedgehog body, rocketing towards the invisible machine, he crashed into the front of the metal being, his razor-sharp spines scraping against the sheets of metal creating a high-pitched sound that caused Robotnick to clasp his hand over his ears to save his hearing from the horrid sound. Still went Sonic, who’s spinning body began to have some effect against the other, the shimmering began to flicker, metal plates began to show in increments, alluding to a ‘big’ machine.

Then *smash* glass went flying as the hedgehogs body flipped over the machine, the camouflaged system clearly broken by something inside the part Sonic had destroyed; landing, breathing heavily from the effort he had to put in to keep his berserker form, the hedgehog took in the machine that had been revealed. Four massive wheels made up the base, they took the weight of the machine and also gave it a good grip when it moved foreword at high speed, it was built up in an upright pod like shape, in which the ‘glass’ had been broken from where his body had impacted it; the front, just where Sonic had missed when he had hit the machine, thank his luck, was a drill part, it was long and deadly, clearly enough to reach down to the floor and rent apart the ground in an effort to decapitate him, as was shown from previous attempts. Lastly the anthro saw who he had been searching for, hooked up to the machine, and a clear sign of the devilry Sonic had heard of but not seen, was the power-pack of the machine, Tails hung there from chains, wires connected up from his body to the machine, while pink liquid ran down the sides of the broken screen. Breathing in a choked breath, the hedgehog gritted his teeth in anger, as he snarled at the man who just grinned in return, after all, was revenge not sweet, when pain was involved for the propitiator?

“So what do you think now Hedgehog, my old adversary? Quite ingenious do you not think, using the life-energy of a living being to power the machine, and the best part…you have to kill your little friend to stop the machine. So, not so different eh? Well, try to defeat my machine creation hedgehog, and we shall see…” Laughing at the angered panic that flitted across the anthro’s face, the man sat back, hands clasped in-front of him in relaxation, confident that the hedgehog was now trapped, with no way to turn, for, if he wanted to win, the Kitsune kit would have to die, but too lose would mean the kit would survive but still be prisoner, it was a choice with no good ends.

But unbeknown to the two of them, eyelids flickered, as the kit began to regain full consciousness’ once more, within his pouch, the emeralds began to glow, reacting to his fury and hatred towards the human, and adults in general, never before had he hated like this, and with it streaming through his veins, the emeralds began to react, adding their power to an already unstable mind and overloading it. Flames began to wrap around his body, shifting within the chains, hands curling around knees, face hidden within his knees, teeth gritted in pain as power built and built; within lids flicked open, as a shadowed face turned towards him red eyes gleaming; a curl of a lip signified the others enjoyment as ‘seemingly’ many tail’s flicked around, eyes half lidded, as a hand reached foreword sharp and long nails grazing his face as those poisonous lips spoke to him.

:Let go…: Panic infused him, screaming inwardly and out his grip on the power slipped and it exploded, sending a blast in all directions, sending both the human and hedgehog flying along with many pieces of metal, clearly having destroyed the machine with the force of the blast.

Sonic coughed, pushing himself upright with slightly shaking arms he shook his head, trying to dislodge some of the dizziness of rolling over and over had caused him, huffing in exasperation he got up onto his feet, nose wrinkling at the state of his shoes, clearly wreaked, before his eyes widened and his head snapped in the direction he had come from.

‘Drat! That came from the machine?! The hell… TAILS!’ He suddenly moved, his form there then not, it took him a mere few seconds to reach the place the robot had been and shock suddenly rooted him in place, raising a hand up, he rubbed the back of his neck, an eyebrow quirked as he surveyed at what looked like a fireball hovering in the sky, though flickers of the kit could be seen.

‘Man buddy, more and more surprises are coming from you, though I’m a little worried encase ya can’t control this one yanno.’

-?- He blinked, Sonic shook his head at the funny feeling that had coursed through him, instead he focused on trying to reach the Kitsune who looked unconscious in the centre of the fire; though the human then appeared, a toothy grin upon his face as though finally confirming a theory of his, and the hedgehog didn’t like it, lips shifted backwards, tips of fangs could be seen, as hands fisted, falling into a runners position, he gave a dark smirk as he shot foreword and curling into a ball, he smacked into the hovercraft the other was in, sending it flying into a few trees and causing the hairless scalp to bleed.

-!happyworriedhope-

“Curse you hedgehog, I’ll get you back for this, I swear! Curse you damned anthro…” Manipulating his craft, the man hovered high up within the air while pressing a button on his craft, a high pitched sound blaring from his machine and causing the hedgehog to clasp his hands over his ears, one eye clenched shut. So this had been the sound that the two of them had heard, though not as loud it still caused a piecing pain to course through his head and feel like his brain was going to ram its way out of his head. Tilting his gaze, he was elated to see Tails was on the floor now instead of the fireball, clearly the sound, though piercing, had been able to knock the kit out of his protective shell and back to consciousness.

Glancing back at the human, Sonic made a decision, turning on his heel, he ran foreword and scooped his friend into his arms; not even bothering to taunt the man like he was want to, instead the hedgehog showed that he had some sort of priority in his head, dashing into the trees, he went as fast as he thought Tails could handle and moved through the growth in desperation for a place to hide. All that was on his mind was to get to a safe place and perhaps bandage their wounds, for the both of them had too many to be safe; the kit especially, all the trauma he had gone through lately wasn’t healthy, and he knew that the two of them were close to collapse.

Spying a suitable place, he moved inside, the mossy undergrowth provided a soft place for him to place his feet as he moved near to one of the walls, shifting the Kitsune, he set him down against the wall; settling back upon his heels, the anthro just gazed at the child, saddened green orbs surveying the exhausted and injured figure as the other shifted, a small sound of pain falling from grimacing lips. Reaching foreword, he ran a hand through the child’s bags, his palm resting upon the top of that golden head; sighing silently, he leaned foreword and gave a small kiss upon the brow of the other, a promise forming within his mind.

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Lying within the cave, leaning against one of the walls, the Kitsune pup curled within his lap, Sonic thought back to the battle and the thoughts that passed through his mind; closing his eyes, the hedgehog leaned his head back, shaking the thoughts that still plagued him now, even after the other had flew away after the battle. Breathing out as he began to drift, taking comfort in the warm body on his, the hedgehog finally let go of the hope inside his chest; for the truth he had pushed away finally set in, curling around that notion that there was no going back, that the man who once was his mentor and friend…was lost forever, to the fields of time, and thus was gone for good, in pain and sorrow.

But deep inside, in the depths of his soul, a flicker still burned, a faint hope that would smoulder in the centre of his heart, until all lights faded and a life was lost.

(end chapter)

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A.n. Well first, finally the Emerald Hill Zone has finally ended, the next few chapters they will be heading into the Chemical Plant Zone after going through a town or so, they need it. Anyhow, I hope I didn’t make you all wait too long, this was quite difficult, I wanted to get the build-up of there relationship between the two anthro’s just right, along with the pieces of Robotnick and Sonic’s past in the story and I think I succeeded, tell me how it looks?

Oh… I don’t think I’ve done this before, I think I forgot, anyhow here’s the different speech patterns from different characters I’ve brought into the story so far:

(Speech) – Other half of Tails, his mind cracked when he was young and left a stronger, more resilient side of himself. This personality is very proud and gets disgusted when Tails shows any kind of weakness, thus tried to bait him by throwing insults and hated words his way, though all he is trying to do is help the other, his attitude does leave something to be desired.

First time heard was in Ch 12, description: Two bared paw’s came into view, the blackness of the fur contrasting with the chocolate tones of the end’s of the two tail’s that flickered behind the unknown being, chocolate coloured fur also encased their stomach, chest and muzzle, while blood red eyes glinted with dark satisfaction, his voice was distinctly male, though it had that quality of not being fully formed. As though a child was still developing towards their teenage years…

“Speech” to _Speech_ - The protector of Tails, this figure is largely unknown, first heard in Ch 12, there is no clue to what he looks like, for only a dark shadow has been seen of his form, there is speculation from the Other half of Tails that this figure may be the father or relative of the kit who passed away or was killed, who thus stays around to protect the child in a way to loose the guilt that plagues him, though it is speculation at most.

:Speech: - This speaker is unknown, only that Tails fears them after seeing and feeling them twice, this dark figure plagues him with his emotions, turning them against him and in some instances having hurt the once around him by using his body as its own marionette. To Tails the times he has ‘turned’ has left a ‘so-called’ bad taste in his mouth, he alludes that maybe the Dark Figure is the cause of this, but how and why is still a mystery.

Truly there is not much known about this dark furred creature, only that Tails has an instinct to fight against the possession against this ‘dark figure’ as he feels that something ‘dangerous’ will happen if this being ever gains control completely.

First Heard and felt in Ch 8, 1^stDescription: Slitted black pupils with dark blue almost black eyes, a shadowed form

2^ndDescription: Red eyes gleaming; a curl of a lip signified the others enjoyment as ‘seemingly’ many tail’s flicked around, eyes half lidded, as a hand reached foreword sharp and long nails and a shadowed form

Boss: This is the ‘Drill Eggman’ boss, except I changed it to be much bigger, meaner and have a power-pack of a living being, this makes it a lot more tougher for his enemy’s to fight as they have to find a way to save the one inside the machine without the robot draining all their energy.
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