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Breaking Point	By : CearaIvory Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7

The next morning, Aleena joined her daughter and son-in-law for their first ultrasound at their invitation. They waited in the doctor’s office patiently.

Sonia looked at her mother with question. “Mother, did you know Robotnik bought the club I sing at? I mean, it’s usually once a week at most but…”

Aleena smiled. “I did… in fact… He put me on the title as well.” She put a hand on her shoulder and another on Bartleby’s. “He felt guilty for driving Periwinkle out of his dream and wanted to give it back to him. I cannot fault that, can you? I really think he’s trying to change. I’m not going to ask you to talk to him.” She reassured him. “I know you can’t right now. No one is going to ask you to go faster than you can handle.”

Bartleby nodded. “I’m sorry. I know you mean well… I just…” Thankfully, the conversation was brought to an end when the doctor came in.

Robotnik looked over the plans of the club. He was determined to make this place a success. To give his godson a place where he could always see his princess sing. He still couldn’t help hating the girl but she made his godson smile. It was enough. He had closed the place down for remodeling and now he needed to revitalize it. He considered his next move, not hearing the door open.

“Dr Robotnik?” The male voice startled him and he stood, his gun in his hand, however, a blade was at his fat neck in the next second. “Stand down…” King Acorn ordered the guard.

Robotnik took a breath and put away his weapon. “You are King Maximillian Acorn.”

Acorn nodded. “I am… I am the one your people ran to when your kingdom went to hell. I know your story. Your wife died of a plague that also left your godson an orphan. You soon became a monster using robots to attempt to replace life. You attempted to bring back your wife using that robot technology. But it failed. And magic could not bring her back…” He summarized the old man’s tragic story. “You gave into evil thoughts and took the throne of Mobotropolis by force. Do I have your story correct? Sadly, your godson used his inheritance to finance your evil and to convince the rest to back you. Until you even botched that… Do I have any part of that wrong?”

Robotnik glared at him. “I had the ability to cure that plague! I was developing the cure, so close… But the small-minded mobians attacked my lab and destroyed everything! I could have saved everyone who died! I didn’t have enough time to get back my research… and they were never punished. As for that other incident, my godson was left heartsick after my foe’s daughter dumped him because of me. I just wanted to finally catch her and roboticize her for what she did. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe I am evil. But can you deny the results? He got her back.”

“Yes, he did…” Acorn agreed. “But he lost something precious. Rotor told me about his condition. He lost his peace. Sonia is the only one he feels he can trust. You are the one who raised him. You are the one he trusted most throughout his life. Rotor tells me that he even refused to join the resistance to be with this girl he was heartsick for. Because he believed in you. You took his peace from him. Now, here you are. Harassing him.”

The scientist felt the blood drain from his face as he pictured that night, that expression, felt those loathing eyes on him. He imagined the mink’s first nights in this new place.

“Your people are no longer your people. They’ve reclaimed their freedom, whether you like it or not. Your kingdom is now rising from the ashes, much like a phoenix. All without you.” Acorn taunted.

Robotnik shook his head. “Shut up! I get it! I lost. I don’t care! Right now… I’d settle for getting him to talk to me. Even if it’s just to tear me a brand new asshole. I’d deserve it! I get it! I’m an evil bastard. I deserve to be alone! I just… I…”

Acorn listened to the man before letting his expression soften. “You’ve been alone too long. You failed because you tried to get justice alone. No one knew your side. My father would have done something. Your dark heart is because you refused to give your trust to anyone. Not even to the one who trusted you to the bitter end. Now it’s time you started living for someone other than yourself. If you want him to give you a second chance then why are you here?”

Robotnik looked at him. “Because he is here. Where else could I be?”

Acorn looked out the window. “Do you see my castle? Do you see the wall around it. Come with me, friend… Let me teach you what my father taught me.” He led Robotnik out of the inn and to the city’s center. At the wall, he brought him to the painting his godson had done. “This wall has a small painting from ever single person who lives here. They make their mark when they reach twenty-one or when they join the city. Robotnik, when you are a king, nothing is truly yours. They do not serve you. You serve them. This castle is not mine. The money is not mine. These clothes I wear, they are not mine. Kings are caretakers, not owners. This kingdom is my whole family. The citizens are my children. They look to me for everything. For guidance and advice. You have been king of Robotropolis for so many years. The people have been in your care. Can you say you’ve taken care of them?” Robotnik considered the answer, knowing what it was. “You know what you have to do. If you want any chance at fixing this then you know what you should be doing. So, I’ll ask you again. Why are you here? You think about that question. Think about where you should be. Your answers lie there.”

Robotnik watched as King Acorn went into the castle. He touched the mark left by his godson. He turned abruptly, looking in the direction of Robotropolis. Yes, he knew what he to do.

When Aleena returned, she was surprised to see Robotnik preparing to leave. “Julian, what are you doing?” She barely registered that she had called him by his first name.

He shook his head. “I’m going home Aleena. I’m not going to prove myself by being here. I need to show him the man I used to be. The man that I… that I want to be again…”

She stared at him. “I’ll come with you. You’ll need help…”

Robotnik looked at her. “No. You have to stay. I can’t help him now. Only you can. I’ve realized that. You have to open the club for them.” He realized she was alarmed. “I have a job I have to finish before I can be part of it.”

Aleena looked into the black and red eyes and nodded. “I understand. However, if you need my help, you only have to speak my name. I’ll come Julian. Don’t fight alone when you don’t have to.” She knew he was right and she knew by all rights, she shouldn’t be so distressed by it. She should want him to go and never return but she couldn’t.

He nodded. “I must go. It’ll take three days for me to get back. I’ll return, I promise. For what it’s worth…” He took what belongings he had and hurried out.

Aleena watched him leave with a sad smile. Her daughter would be happy. But she realized that she hadn’t shown him the pictures. The pictures of her grandbabies.
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