UB2: What's The Story, Morning Glory?
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+S through Z › Sonic
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
13,141
Reviews:
39
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Die The Hero
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What's The Story, Morning Glory?
By Harley Quinn hyenaholic
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Me: Woot! Last chapter and Epilouge! Whew! And all set up for the sequel!
Tails: Thank god. I suppose this means you're sick of beating me up?
Me: No, not at all. But the fic's got to end somewhere, and here is the place.
~~~
Chapter 12: Die The Hero
We run. Run like hell, Sonic just in front of me. He's still tired out from the fight earlier and he can't run as fast as he normally can. But I don't want to die. If I die, I'll be remembered for what I am - a murderous, traitorous, serial rapist. If I live, I can change it. Apologise. Crawl for forgiveness. Cream's already escaped. We have to save ourselves now.
The corridor ahead splits into two directions. Sonic takes a right, so I follow him instinctively.
We run. It's the only thing in my mind. I need to get out, back to my friends. If I still have any friends. Turn a couple of corners. There's more SWATbots every passing moment. The feeling that I'm going to die increases.
Spikes fire from the walls, one actually parting my fur. Somewhere up ahead, the floor is dropping away. Once again, the feeling of imminent death increases. I grab Sonic and fly him over it. Now I can see that it's a long corridor we're running down, but I can see a lift at the end. Hope at the end of the tunnel. I can only pray that it isn't filled with SWATbots.
Robots amassing behind us, we haven't the strength left to fight. Run away, fight another day.
Sonic slows down, running beside me, "Are you gay yet, Miles?" he asks me.
"What? Hell, no!" I say, "Keep running, Sonic! If we can just get into that lift-"
He nods, "Okay then. If you won't live as my boyfriend, you'll die a hero."
"What?"
He speeds up. I thought he was too tired, but... no, he's faster and stronger and... now he's inside the lift, about sixty feet ahead of me. He turns, and I can see the cold, arrogant look in his eyes. I try to run faster, but when I said I was exausted, I wasn't lying. Fifty feet. Forty.
He presses a button on the other side, and the doors start sliding shut, while he waves at me from inside the lift. Thirty feet. Twenty. I can't believe he's doing this to me!
"No!" I smash a SWATbot that's trying to grab my leg, and hurl a piece of its debris between the closing doors. It sticks and opens again.
"Damn you, freak!" Sonic yells. He kicks the piece of metal away, and it hits me in the face, knocking me down. I stagger to my feet and run again, watching as he pushes the button like a madman. It slams shut in my face. In my goddamn face!
"You bastard, Sonic!" I scream, beating on the doors, "You fucking, fucking bastard! You-"
Two SWATbots grab me by the wrists, dragging me back as I scream obscenities at the metal doors. I manage to twist out of their grip and run down another corridor. Shots are fired, and because of my exaustion in my newly beaten state, I haven't the speed to dodge. A lazer blast hits me straight in the back, knocking me down.
Nack was right. Someone got shot. It was me.
The SWATbots pick me up again and drag me back to Robotnik, who is just climbing out of an Egg-O-Matic. Geez, does he use those things to drive around the fucking building?
"I can't believe what I just saw," he smirks, "Sonic the Hedgehog, betraying his friends?"
I gasp for breath, "I deserved it," I snarl at him, but my heart isn't in the response.
"He's not your hero any more, is he?" asks Robotnik, and not waiting for a response, continues, "You've betrayed me, Miles Prower. Twice. You will not do it a third time. You will not have the chance. You will welcome Death when he comes for you."
He pulls out a large, sharp knife and waves it in front of my eyes. I can't stop staring in fear at the glint on its blade. The SWATbots tighten their grip on me, but I don't have the strength or the motivation to fight them. If I did escape, what use would it be? What would I escape to? A world that knows just how much of a backstabbing bastard I am?
My despair is smothering me.
But it can't smother my screams as the blade is plunged repeatedly into my body. I watch as the blood - my life's blood - gushes onto the stone floor.
Through the jagged arcs of pain, I can't help but wonder if I really will die a hero, or if Cream, Amy and Sonic will 'tell' on me.
The pain is driving into me, so completely agonising that conciousness fades rapidly, grey, then black invades and smothers my vision, and I just know that if I don't die now, I'm going to die in agony in one of Robotnik's filthy cells...
~~~
Epilouge...
POV Change... ???
Sonic looks around at the assembled Freedom Fighters. Knuckles tries to comfort Rouge and cop a feel at the same time, with little success. Vector and Espio try to retain their composure while Charmee sits there and cries. Big blows his nose. Amy is sniffling quietly. But I can't cry. Something is wrong, dreadfully, horribly wrong.
Everyone is here. Everyone is mourning. Even people I thought I hated, and who hated me, they're all mourning Tails.
Sonic is delivering a eulogy.
"He was..." Sonic wipes a tear from his eye, "Was. It doesn't seem possible that he was, because I feel like he's still here. But it's terrible to think that he's gone. But he is. And he was a brave child. Innocent... carefree... intelligent... and my best friend. To be stolen from us like this... it's just not fair. He was a friend to all of us gathered here... He leaves a space behind him, one which cannot be filled."
After the memorial service, Sonic sits next to me outside the chapel, "Aww, poor baby," he says, stroking my back, "No tears? I don't blame you, after all he did. He got what he deserved."
I look at Sonic suspiciously, "How can you say that? Did you... have something to do with this?" I ask him.
"Me?" Sonic looks shocked, "Do you think I wanted this to happen? Tails was my best friend before all this shit happened! He died. He died bravely. But it was Robotnik who murdered him. If I could have changed the way it happened, I would have... but I couldn't."
I watch his eyes for a long moment. But he keeps my gaze, "I want to thank you... For not speaking about what he did. For lying. I want him to be remembered as a hero. Because that's what he really was. And he still is. Heroes live forever."
"If it helps, I'll never forget him," Sonic answers.
"Me neither," I answer.
Suddenly, Knuckles comes up to us, and we stop talking.
"It... it must be awful for you, Sonic," he says, uncomfortably, "Tails... Tails was a great kid."
"I'll... I'll get over it," Sonic says, sadly, "In time."
Knuckles gives Sonic a comforting hug. I watch, anger welling up inside of me, as a slow smile of satisfaction spreads across the hedgehog's smug face...
~~~
The End
Me: WOOT! I am finally finished! I am the best!
Tails: And I'm dead. You bitch!
Me: Yeah, people say that a lot to me. Now, people, there is definitely an Episode Three in the making. Go, Chaotix!
Vector: We're the sequel? What about Shadow? Or Knuckles? They're both much hotter than us!
Me: Nope. They might be hot, but I haven't decided how shitty their situations are yet.
Espio: So let me get this - the shittiness of a situation is directly proportionate to how much you like the character?
Me: Yep, you got it exactly.
Knuckles: And what was with that epilouge? I was hugging Sonic? Now I'm definitely not gay! I mean, how much more manly can you get than me? I am like-
Me: Oh, shut up. Universe Backstabber 3 will start going up in a couple of weeks, possibly less! And if you're reading this and it's already up, well, what are you waiting for you lazy bastards, get R&Ring it right now!!!
What's The Story, Morning Glory?
By Harley Quinn hyenaholic
~~~
Me: Woot! Last chapter and Epilouge! Whew! And all set up for the sequel!
Tails: Thank god. I suppose this means you're sick of beating me up?
Me: No, not at all. But the fic's got to end somewhere, and here is the place.
~~~
Chapter 12: Die The Hero
We run. Run like hell, Sonic just in front of me. He's still tired out from the fight earlier and he can't run as fast as he normally can. But I don't want to die. If I die, I'll be remembered for what I am - a murderous, traitorous, serial rapist. If I live, I can change it. Apologise. Crawl for forgiveness. Cream's already escaped. We have to save ourselves now.
The corridor ahead splits into two directions. Sonic takes a right, so I follow him instinctively.
We run. It's the only thing in my mind. I need to get out, back to my friends. If I still have any friends. Turn a couple of corners. There's more SWATbots every passing moment. The feeling that I'm going to die increases.
Spikes fire from the walls, one actually parting my fur. Somewhere up ahead, the floor is dropping away. Once again, the feeling of imminent death increases. I grab Sonic and fly him over it. Now I can see that it's a long corridor we're running down, but I can see a lift at the end. Hope at the end of the tunnel. I can only pray that it isn't filled with SWATbots.
Robots amassing behind us, we haven't the strength left to fight. Run away, fight another day.
Sonic slows down, running beside me, "Are you gay yet, Miles?" he asks me.
"What? Hell, no!" I say, "Keep running, Sonic! If we can just get into that lift-"
He nods, "Okay then. If you won't live as my boyfriend, you'll die a hero."
"What?"
He speeds up. I thought he was too tired, but... no, he's faster and stronger and... now he's inside the lift, about sixty feet ahead of me. He turns, and I can see the cold, arrogant look in his eyes. I try to run faster, but when I said I was exausted, I wasn't lying. Fifty feet. Forty.
He presses a button on the other side, and the doors start sliding shut, while he waves at me from inside the lift. Thirty feet. Twenty. I can't believe he's doing this to me!
"No!" I smash a SWATbot that's trying to grab my leg, and hurl a piece of its debris between the closing doors. It sticks and opens again.
"Damn you, freak!" Sonic yells. He kicks the piece of metal away, and it hits me in the face, knocking me down. I stagger to my feet and run again, watching as he pushes the button like a madman. It slams shut in my face. In my goddamn face!
"You bastard, Sonic!" I scream, beating on the doors, "You fucking, fucking bastard! You-"
Two SWATbots grab me by the wrists, dragging me back as I scream obscenities at the metal doors. I manage to twist out of their grip and run down another corridor. Shots are fired, and because of my exaustion in my newly beaten state, I haven't the speed to dodge. A lazer blast hits me straight in the back, knocking me down.
Nack was right. Someone got shot. It was me.
The SWATbots pick me up again and drag me back to Robotnik, who is just climbing out of an Egg-O-Matic. Geez, does he use those things to drive around the fucking building?
"I can't believe what I just saw," he smirks, "Sonic the Hedgehog, betraying his friends?"
I gasp for breath, "I deserved it," I snarl at him, but my heart isn't in the response.
"He's not your hero any more, is he?" asks Robotnik, and not waiting for a response, continues, "You've betrayed me, Miles Prower. Twice. You will not do it a third time. You will not have the chance. You will welcome Death when he comes for you."
He pulls out a large, sharp knife and waves it in front of my eyes. I can't stop staring in fear at the glint on its blade. The SWATbots tighten their grip on me, but I don't have the strength or the motivation to fight them. If I did escape, what use would it be? What would I escape to? A world that knows just how much of a backstabbing bastard I am?
My despair is smothering me.
But it can't smother my screams as the blade is plunged repeatedly into my body. I watch as the blood - my life's blood - gushes onto the stone floor.
Through the jagged arcs of pain, I can't help but wonder if I really will die a hero, or if Cream, Amy and Sonic will 'tell' on me.
The pain is driving into me, so completely agonising that conciousness fades rapidly, grey, then black invades and smothers my vision, and I just know that if I don't die now, I'm going to die in agony in one of Robotnik's filthy cells...
~~~
Epilouge...
POV Change... ???
Sonic looks around at the assembled Freedom Fighters. Knuckles tries to comfort Rouge and cop a feel at the same time, with little success. Vector and Espio try to retain their composure while Charmee sits there and cries. Big blows his nose. Amy is sniffling quietly. But I can't cry. Something is wrong, dreadfully, horribly wrong.
Everyone is here. Everyone is mourning. Even people I thought I hated, and who hated me, they're all mourning Tails.
Sonic is delivering a eulogy.
"He was..." Sonic wipes a tear from his eye, "Was. It doesn't seem possible that he was, because I feel like he's still here. But it's terrible to think that he's gone. But he is. And he was a brave child. Innocent... carefree... intelligent... and my best friend. To be stolen from us like this... it's just not fair. He was a friend to all of us gathered here... He leaves a space behind him, one which cannot be filled."
After the memorial service, Sonic sits next to me outside the chapel, "Aww, poor baby," he says, stroking my back, "No tears? I don't blame you, after all he did. He got what he deserved."
I look at Sonic suspiciously, "How can you say that? Did you... have something to do with this?" I ask him.
"Me?" Sonic looks shocked, "Do you think I wanted this to happen? Tails was my best friend before all this shit happened! He died. He died bravely. But it was Robotnik who murdered him. If I could have changed the way it happened, I would have... but I couldn't."
I watch his eyes for a long moment. But he keeps my gaze, "I want to thank you... For not speaking about what he did. For lying. I want him to be remembered as a hero. Because that's what he really was. And he still is. Heroes live forever."
"If it helps, I'll never forget him," Sonic answers.
"Me neither," I answer.
Suddenly, Knuckles comes up to us, and we stop talking.
"It... it must be awful for you, Sonic," he says, uncomfortably, "Tails... Tails was a great kid."
"I'll... I'll get over it," Sonic says, sadly, "In time."
Knuckles gives Sonic a comforting hug. I watch, anger welling up inside of me, as a slow smile of satisfaction spreads across the hedgehog's smug face...
~~~
The End
Me: WOOT! I am finally finished! I am the best!
Tails: And I'm dead. You bitch!
Me: Yeah, people say that a lot to me. Now, people, there is definitely an Episode Three in the making. Go, Chaotix!
Vector: We're the sequel? What about Shadow? Or Knuckles? They're both much hotter than us!
Me: Nope. They might be hot, but I haven't decided how shitty their situations are yet.
Espio: So let me get this - the shittiness of a situation is directly proportionate to how much you like the character?
Me: Yep, you got it exactly.
Knuckles: And what was with that epilouge? I was hugging Sonic? Now I'm definitely not gay! I mean, how much more manly can you get than me? I am like-
Me: Oh, shut up. Universe Backstabber 3 will start going up in a couple of weeks, possibly less! And if you're reading this and it's already up, well, what are you waiting for you lazy bastards, get R&Ring it right now!!!