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Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: The Truth About Dark Sonic Part 2: Addiction


Sonic awoke, confused at where he was. There was something humming; sounding like the low growl of an engine. Sonic sat up a bit but found that it made him dizzy to do so, making him lay a back down. After a few minutes, he tried to sit up again (much slower this time) and his efforts were awarded with the fact that he didn't become dizzy. His head turned side to side, letting him take in his surroundings. Where am I, Sonic thought, still looking around.

"You're on my ship of course."  Eggman stepped out of the shadows. In his hand he held what looked like a controller for a remote control car and in his other hand there was a small microchip that gave out an immense amount of negative energy for its size. "Don't worry; I'm not here to kill you." Eggman said, noticing Sonic's questioning and slightly worried look. "I'm actually here to replace that chip in your arm."

"Chip; you mean like a microchip?" Sonic inquired, looking at his nemesis with faint surprise. When Eggman nodded yes, Sonic's curiosity moved onto when he got a microchip implanted in his arm. "When did I…?" Sonic winced, pain blossoming in his skull. A white light appeared before his eyes and he was thrown into a memory.

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Pain…That's all he could feel. His left shoulder was covered in blood but the bleeding wasn't too bad. Through the haze of pain and agony, he could hear a man laugh. Trying to come out of his semi-conscious state, Sonic muttered, "Hey…What…Are you…Up too now?"

The man he heard laughing was none other than Eggman. It wasn't all together too surprising, since Sonic had been captured and tricked into that cage. "Well, seems like our little guest here wants to know what's happening to him." Eggman jeered, a grin spreading across his face.

Who…Who is he talking too? Sonic thought dizzily, wincing at the pain in his arm as the room spun before him. "Eggman who…Who are you…talking too?"

"No one you need to know about." Eggman sneered, giving away the fact that whomever it was, they were someone important…Or someone that would give away his plan if their name was revealed.

"Heh…Are they…So impor…tant that you…can't say th--…their name?" Sonic mumbled as his voice slurred and as his vision started to blur.

Eggman didn't answer as he walked over to a metal desk that was near a metal table that Sonic was strapped into. There was a little was a little metal object sitting on it. Eggman picked it up and Sonic got a glimpse of it before Eggman's back was turned towards him.

"Is…Is that a…a switch…of some…sort?" Sonic inquired, his voice becoming more and more slurred and quieter by the second.

"I suppose you can say that…Though you'll see what it does in a minute." Eggman's words started to fade and blur as Sonic became less and less attentive. His eyelids started to droop and his breathing slowed. Why was he so tired all of the sudden? Did Eggman give him some type of sedative? Whatever it was, it was powerful.

Sonic felt his eyelids close, but he wasn't unconscious. Actually, it was a peculiar sensation; he felt like he was free-floating—free from his body. It felt very nice and peaceful; he wished he could feel like that forever. But the sensation didn't last long.

A white hot, sharp pain stabbed into his shoulder, but that was nothing compared to the agony that was coursing through his veins. He arched his back, clenched his teeth, and tried to break free from the straps that bounded his wrists to the metal surgical table. But his strength alone was not enough (even though he wasn't going to be able to escape the pain no matter what he did) so he let his arms go limp. Then he let loose a howl of pain and he kept screaming until his voice was hoarse and his mouth dry.

The pain subsided and he was left limp on the table, taking raged, uneven and shallow gasps that caught in his throat every other breath. The straps retracted into the table, weather it was because he was too weak to run or because whatever had been done to him was finished he did not know. Though it didn't matter anyways, for he had no strength left to even lift a finger.

Soon, a new sensation started to replace the pain. At first he paid it little attention, but soon it was hard to ignore the fact that he was feeling quite ill. He knew he couldn't suppress the urge to retch, so Sonic leaned over the side of the table and the contents of his stomach poured onto the ground below.

Eggman, with his nose pinched closed with some sort of nose plug, walked over, looked at the ground below and then at Sonic, almost seeming thoughtful. As if he was reprimanding himself, Eggman said, "I thought this would be the outcome." Sighing, he continued, "I guess we can deal with the consequences later. For now, we must make sure he lives through the transition. For negative energy isn't good for someone with such a pure heart, as his, do you agree?"

Sonic still wasn't sure who the person Eggman was talking to was, but he did recognize the voice as they said, "Yes, I agree completely Doctor." It sounded…dark. There was no other way to describe it. And the thing was; the only person he knew that had a "dark" sounding voice was Shadow, which worried him some. Could it be Shadow he's talking too? Sonic thought hazily, trying to resist the urge to throw up again.
No, it couldn't be. Shadow's working for GUN now, he wouldn't betray them; betray Maria's promise...Would he?

Sonic, unable to resist the urge to retch once more, turned over the table and dry-heaved. What was wrong with him that made him so ill? He felt like the answer was in his grasp and yet it kept slipping out of his reach anytime he tried to grab it.

"Hmm...We need to stabilize his condition. Give him a more powerful sedative. I need to make sure the microchip is working correctly." Eggman paused for a second and then continued. "If it is, then my suspicion is confirmed and we would have to move fast in order to make sure he doesn't die."

"Of course," It was the same voice again. Or, at least he thought it was. Who is he? Sonic wondered, his vision blurring. The person said something again, but Sonic couldn't catch what he said; it was as if he couldn't comprehend words anymore. Though, the last thing he saw before passing out was an arm covered with black fur pulling back, a shot needle with what Sonic assumed to be the remainder of the sedative in it.


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Sonic gasped as he was brought back to reality. His whole body was trembling, but not out of fear: for he was freezing! He looked at Eggman again, finally figuring it out, "So you put a chip in me when I was captured…" Sonic's thoughts were in whirring around inside his head, trying to make sense of it all. "But…It's killing me at the same time?" He could barely comprehend it. Maybe it's because it never occurred to him he'd die on one of his adventures before. "…Wow, looks like you've finally figured out how to kill two birds with one stone!"

Eggman didn't answer for the longest time, and when he did, he said, "Yes, it is killing you. But," Eggman emphasized the word because he noticed a worried look flash across his face, "Not in the way you think. It's killing you on the inside…If I wasn't a scientist; I would say it's killing your soul but, alas, I don't believe in that sort of thing. In truth, what its killing is your good nature and your golden heart. Well…Not killing per se, more like tainting or blackening it. You see, it's almost like being addicted to something; like a drug or an unhealthy habit. It'll kill you slowly, but if you abruptly stop taking the substance (whether it be a drug or the negative energy I keep giving you) it can kill you quickly."

Eggman gave time for Sonic to process it all, then he continued, "Of course, it's hard to say if you'll really die if I just stop feeding you negative energy or not, and I'm not sure if my hypothesis is correct in that you'll die if I keep giving it to you, but I do know this. There are certain times you can use this energy without it irreversibly damaging your 'soul'."

Sonic worked his way through what Eggman said, "What…So you're saying that I could become evil from all this?"

It only took one word to change Sonic's life that day, and that word was "Yes."
Name of fanfic: Dark Sonic: Blood and Roses (A SonAmy)
Author: :iconshadowedlove97:
Rating: T for violence, though not much in this chapter.
Pairings: SonAmy (though not the main focus. It's there for plot reasons, actually)
Summary: Eggman has finally found a way to harness the power of negative energy; by turning Sonic into Dark Sonic! Now threatening the lives of his friends and lover, Amy, Sonic must find a way to defeat Eggman before it's too late.

Addiction to darkness...Or to the evil consequences?

Well, new chapter people! I've finally finished it! Don't worry, you'll learn if Knuckles is dead or alive in the next chapter. And I've got a few more twists and turns for you in the next couple of chapters! Keep looking out for them!

Prologue: [link]
Chapter 1: [link]
Chapter 2: [link]
Chapter 3: [link]
Chapter 4: This IS chapter 4!
Chapter 5: [link]
Chapter 6: coming soon.
Pic: coming soon!
Chapter name: The Truth About Dark Sonic Part 2: Addiction

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