The Thief and the Worrior

ALSO, this story includes (and is not limited to): M/h,Anal,Cons, H/C,Mpreg, hints of rape and tort

If ANY if these bother you, then please do not read the following story. This is a work of fiction.These are not real characters and this story is for the pleasure of those who wish to read it and are not to bother somebody.


Here's the first story of (what I hope to be) Many.

Oh, I would also like to point out that anything between two of these (----------) are third person. Everything else is in first.


In Times Like These...

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(M/h,Anal,Cons, H/C,Mpreg, hints of rape and tort)

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I stood at the window once more.I had done it so many times before...I knew every inch of the steel bars that block my view of the city. Although it's not much of a view, seeing as I live in the industrial area. HE moved in with me some time ago. I had placed an ad in the paper asking for a roommate to help with the bills.

When HE moved in, however, my life turned to pot.

I can still see his violet eyes laughing when he found out I was a perfect hermaphrodite (Meaning that I could impregnate a female but still bear a child from a male as if he was a female himself) Since then...

I stepped back from the window and bowed my head as HE entered. I already knew what was on his mind. And I could smell the alcohol on his breath. I already knew what was coming...

*~*~*~*~*~
Shadow sighed wearily as he made his way to his small apartment on the better side of town. The day had not went well at all. At work, while he was helping a customer with his order, his annoying department manager decided at that time to dump a bucket of cheery pink-of all things-on him. He still had the dyed paint in his fur and he was itching to get home and get it out.

He swore that he would get his manager back for that.

He stormed up the steps to his fifth floor apartment and snarled at the two sows that were giggling at him. They stopped and stared at him, shocked that they had actually been snarled at by a boar. They, however, recovered and snarled back themselves.

He felt the urge to flip them off but didn't do so as he unlocked his door and slid inside. He dumped his waistcoat and work uniform on the couch and stalked off for a nice soak in the shower...

Some time later...

He sat on his bed, grumbling. He had tried everything to get the oil based paint out of his fur but nothing had worked. He knew it was time to make some phonecalls...
*~*~*~*~*~
I rubbed the mark on my arm as I dragged myself from under him. He had passed out and only now did I dare move from under him. It was useless to fight...all it did was lead to further pain. He loved to inflict it on me and I didn't like it. But if I spoke out, I got hurt more so I stopped that too. I only kept my mouth shut and endured it...

I lifted my ears as his cell phone rang. I picked it up off the floor and looked at the name.

"Shadow?" I asked myself before answering the phone. "Hello?"

I had to pull the phone away from my ear as a string of curses were laced through the air. I quickly stepped out of the room to avoid awakening HIM. I shut the door quietly and lowered the volume on the phone before listening to what 'Shadow' had to say.

"God, Knux! You won't believe what that fucker did to me today! Do you want to take a guess? Never mind. I'll tell you anyways. He dumped PINK paint, PINK of all things, on me while I was helping a customer. And he has the nerve to LAUGH about it afterwards! Do you know how to get paint out of fur?"

I blinked at the phone, remembering my brother tell me that there was a hedgehog boar he liked to play tricks on. "Do you mean Sonic?" I asked softly.

"No, idiot. I mean Maria. Of course I mean Sonic. Who else would dye a boar pink?"

"Hold on and I'll be right over." I hung up the phone and slipped it back into HIS coat pocket. That way he'll never know that he had a call and where I went.
*~*~*~*~*~
Shadow waited impatiently for the red echidna to show up. He was an expert at paints and knew a lot about several types. He SHOULD know how to get paint off...

His ears perked as the doorknob ratted. "It's open!"

The door opened to reveal a pair of blue eyes, not violet. Eyes that were surrounded by green fur...

"And who are you?!" he called indignantly as I moved into the room.

"I...I'm Manic...Knuckles' roommate He's passed out drunk. But I know a bit about paints and should be able to get it from your fur...if you want me to..." I said softly as I went to pull the door shut behind me.

"Don't. C'mon in." Shadow nodded towards the bathroom. "I really need to get this damnable paint off me."

A short time later...

I folded my ears back, if only to hide the pink flush that was creeping up within them. Shadow was standing in the tub as I poured some kerosene onto an old rag and began to wash his quills with the potent liquid. I had found that it was not only paint, but a strong dye that was mixed in it as well. I recognized the dyecolor as the same one my brother's girlfriend uses.

"Looks like he tried to make you a male Amy." I said as I stroked the back of his arm, causing the dye to smear and begin to trickle down.

"You know Amy?"

"Who doesn't? They live next door. I can hear them at night. They fight and then it turns to screams of passion. Such idiots." I rolled my eyes. "Turn around. I'm done with the back."

Shadow turned and held his arms out so I could get to his sides. "Knux never said Sonic lived next to him."

"He's usually passed out drunk around the time they get there. Sonic apparently rented it out to use as a forbidden love nest and stays with Amy the rest of the time."

"He drinks? I didn't think that of him."

"There's a lot of things he does that a lot of others wouldn't think he would do." I realized what I had said and flattened my ears further and shut my mouth tightly. : Please don't ask anymore...:

Shadow cocked his head and 'hmm'ed but didn't press the subject.
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It took another hour to get all the pink dye out of his fur. But now he smelled like kerosene. He had laughed when I had told him this.

"Better smell like K-1 then be pink!" he had commented before he
offered me something to eat.

"A sandwich will be fine." I answered as he sauntered into the kitchen.

"Nonsense. Let me fix you something 'Special'." he winked before disappearing into said room.

I thumped my palm against my forehead before calling. "Could you boil up some water for some tea? I got the leaves."

He called back that he would and I leaned back on the couch with a sigh. :So stupid! It figures...I forgot to check my stupid calendar...:

Shadow emerged from the kitchen with a teacup of boiling water. He placed it on a coaster and went back into the kitchen. I only hope that it wasn't too late as I dumped some of the small pouch of tealeaves that I kept with me. I stirred it glumly, realizing that Shadow's musky scent was begging to smell appealing.

Being a perfect hemo,I found myself attracted to both genders equally. But, since what Knuckles has done to me, I have a hard time looking to either gender for affection. Whenever he comes home drunk...

I was shook out of my thoughts by a tantalizing plate set before me. It
had all my favorite foods too!

I took in the scent of the freshly roasted salmon and potatoes before seating myself at the low coffee table. He even brought a bottle of ketchup!

He watched as I tore into the food, taking my eagerness for eating as liking his cooking. In truth, it was good but I was using eating as a way of diverting my attention from the other hedgehog. I could only imagine him petting, caressing, moaning...

I shook my head forcefully to dispel the thoughts and tried to keep my mind on the straight and narrow. I had to fold my ears back, carefully to make it look like it was in pleasure, to hide the definite blush that was beginning to touch the insides. I tried not to think of the almost beast-like stare from Shadow but I could feel it and feel myself reacting from it.

Finally getting the courage, I dipped my spoon into my potatoes (which were, by the way, covered in ketchup) and brought it up. In motions that another mobian would relate to grooming, I began to lick the spoon clean slowly, deliberately drawing out each lick.

My ears perked as I heard the sharp intake of breath and a soft growl from the other hedgehog. I knew I shouldn't tease a boar that was bigger than me but I couldn't help it. The tea hadn't been full strength and, while it was taking care of most of it, some of the pheromones that make up half my system were still working against me, telling me that I wanted that boar for his equipment.

He stood and took the empty plate, still watching me clean my spoon free of the potatoes. I knew I was getting to him, seeing the more savage look in his ruby eyes. I stopped my cleaning and set the spoon on the plate. I guiltily smiled up at him in apology.

"Um...you know...I need to get going." I said softly to him.

"C'mon. Stay for a little longer. I'm sure we can find something to do." he licked his lips.

His tongue, unlike my own, was not only shaped like a snake's, it was blacker than his fur as well. I was fascinated with it. I wondered how it would feel, how different it would be to-

My thoughts were cut short as that slim, forked tongue brushed long his lips, flickering, tasting the air.

"Where on earth did you get a tongue like that?" I finally asked. Realizing how personal the question must be, I blushed and looked down. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"GUN. They tried to do a little experiment and I wound up in the end with this. Apparently they were trying to make it where I resembled a gorgon. They had no luck though as all I got out of it was this." he flickered his tongue one last time.

I scooted closer to the hedgehog. "Can...I see it better?"

He flicked it out and let me get a good look at it.

Then temptation got the better of me.

I leaned forwards and lightly put my paws on his chest. He didn't fight as I leaned in and licked his cheek gently.

That unique tongue flickered over mine, sending a shiver down my back.

I pulled away from him with a serious blush, remembering that Knuckles didn't like me to touch another mobian. "I...I really need to go."
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I peered around the edge of the door and was met with a fist to my nose.

"What have I told you about leaving without telling me?" he snarled as he grabbed a pawful of quills and hair in his huge paw and jerked me into the apartment.

I yelped and tried to tug myself free. He bashed his other paw into the back of my head, quieting my struggles.

"I can smell someone else ALL over you! How dare you! You're my property." he swung me around and the last thing I remembered was the heading for the wall...
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Knuckles looked down at the prone hedgehog, seeing as he slid down the wall the trail of blood he left. Realizing that the other wasn't moving, he carefully rolled him over and narrowed his eyes. Blood was leaking from the other's nose (which also appeared broke) and a nasty cut on his forehead.

Knowing that he didn't have the ability to treat said wounds, he would have to take Manic to the hospital...
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He arrived some time later, panting and clinging to the other hedgehog. He had applied a washcloth to the bloody nose and cleaned up the wound on the head. He made his way over to the stationed nurse and glared down at her.

The pug yelped and paged the doctors. "We got an injured hedgehog."

Three other dogs, a collie, a lab and a hound emerged from the back and took the hedgehog from the echidna.
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I awakened to blinding pain in my head. I yelped and tried to cover my eyes.

I was treated to pain as the needles in my skin was shifted unceremoniously. I finally noticed that I wasn't alone in the room; there were three dog doctors in a ring of chairs, sipping coffee and discussing something about moving someone to a room with a camera. The collie turned and looked back at me.

"Ah! About time you awakened." he said warmly as he stood.

"Why? How long was I out?"

"Honestly...about three days. What happened?"

"I...I slipped...fell down the steps...Think I might've hit a wall after that." I rubbed my head, being careful not to jostle the needles again.

The collie turned back to his colleagues and began to whisper something. They nodded and stepped away from eachother. "All right. If you need anything, press the nurses' button. I'll be in to check in on you later."
*~*~*~*~*~
As the doctors stepped out of the room, the hound turned to them. "Someone's lying. The one that brought him in said that he fell off the roof of their building while doing repairs for the landlord. He says that he fell down a flight of stairs."

"The hedgehog is trying to protect the echidna." the lab said quietly. "Honestly, Shepard. Did you not see the wild look in his eyes when you asked what had happened? He paused too much. I've seen others take a spill down the steps and not get that sort of damage. If he fell and hit the wall, then he'd be either missing quills-as his breed drop quills when hurt. It comes from a trait of their more wild ancestors as a way of deterring foes. Kinda like spiking the road-or he would have more damage elsewhere. We'll turn the cameras on in his room and see what happens when we let the echidna see him."

A short time later...

I rolled onto my side, trying not to cry as the needled shifted in my arms. They hurt continuously. There was no way to stop it! I don't care how I turned, it just pulled the needles more...

My left ear perked forwards as the door opened. A twitch of the nose later found that Knuckles had entered the room. I took a deep breath and tried not to tremble as he approached the bed.

He grabbed my arm roughly and jerked me so I was sitting up. I cried out as the needles were pulled-some even came out and were left to drip onto the floor. He leaned in close and I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"What did you tell them?" he growled out.

"I said I fell down a flight of stairs." I whimpered as I tried to make him let go.

"Wrong! You were supposed to say you were doing repair work and fell off the first floor roofing." he twisted my arm back, causing the needles left to shift about and threaten to pull loose.

I tried to contain a sob as he grabbed the drip lines and pulled them out, causing my arm to bleed from where the needles were removed."I'll give you one more chance to get it right." he snarled before turning and leaving.

I curled myself into a ball and let loose the sobs that I had withheld in his presence.

Down in the camera rooms...

"Luthor was right." Shepard said to the hound beside him. "He is protecting the echidna from harm. I say we slip him some sedative and take a look to see what else has been done to him."
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I don't know when I came to next. I vaguely remember the collie coming back in and reapplying the needles into my skin...and a meal that was fed to me. Now the hound is sitting in a chair, talking (or more accurately fighting) with my roommate.

Knuckles looked furious beyond anything I had ever seen. If looks could kill, I'd be dead several times over. He finally quit physically trying to get by the doctor and snarled-quite obviously at me-"You're dead." before leaving.

The hound flipped him off as he walked away before slamming the sliding door and locking it from the inside with a key. He turned to me after a moment of deep breaths.

"Now." he said as he took a seat beside the bed. "Mind telling me why he was trying to storm in here?"

"I..." I twisted the bedcovers in my paws.

"Might it have something to do with this?" he asked, tossing a file on the bed. I picked it up, fearing what it might contain. He watched as I opened it.

I skimmed through it. They were of medical reports. Of bruises. Of notations of bones that had been broken. Of internal damage to the lining of...

"Fine." I practically threw it back at the doctor. "But if I tell..." he noticed my frightened look.

"We will post guards here and make sure you're protected. I kinda figured that he was hiding something as well." the hound nodded.

"He...r-" I hid my face in my paws, folding my ears back and trying my best to shrink away from the doctor and the whole situation. "R...rapes me." the doctor was about to say something but I stopped him and took a deep breath. Now that I had articulated what he had done, I couldn't stop myself from pouring out everything else he's done as well. "He beats me, brakes my bones when I don't do something right. The worst of it all...however...is the rapeings.I've been through two heat cycles since he's moved in and...and..."

"He's tried to impregnate you."

I nodded and rolled so that I was laying in the opposite direction.

"Do you have anywhere else to go?"

"Not...really. As you might imagine, he kept me from having too many friends. But I did make one the other day. His number's in my wallet."
*~*~*~*~*~
Luthor, the black lab, thumbed idly through the cards that were in my wallet. He found the only one with a written number and a name. He slipped the rest inside and took it with him as he made his way to the nurses' station.

The pug on duty shot him a glance as he reached for the phone. She popped his paw with her spoon and snarled at him. "Paging use only. Go down to your 'lounge' to make your calls."

Luthor rolled his eyes and marched to the elevator. "I sure hope Hanabas was right. I'd hate for him to wake up and be mad because this is missing."
The elevators opened with a cheery ding. He stepped in, just swishing his tail out of the way as the doors shut. He pressed the Terrance floor button and leaned back, watching the lights as the elevator descended.

Once the door opened again, he stepped out and hurried to his office. He picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"What is it?" came the deep snarl from the other end of the line.

"Are you Mr.Shadow?"

"What's it to you?"

"We have a patient here that asked me to call you and-"

"Who?"

"A hedgehog by the name of Manic Dreslin."

"What's he in for?"

"Beat up by his room mate."

There was silence on the other end of the line. Luthor thought the other had hung up until he spoke again. "Yeah. He can come here for protection. I kinda figured something happened when his roommate stopped answering my calls. I'll be right over."
*~*~*~*~*~
Some time later found me packed up into the back of a Geo Metro, a rather irate black hedgehog at its helm. He turned the rearview mirror to look at me and keep his eyes on the road at the same time. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Bundled in the thin jacket he had brought, I snuggled back into the seat and surlily shrugged my shoulders.

His eyes narrowed. "What is it you're not telling me now?"

I mumbled out a reply that equaled little more than a 'when we get to your place'.

He shook his head and turned his focus back to driving.

I sighed through my nose, knowing that I would eventually blurb what had went on. But I just wasn't ready yet...

We pull up at the apartment complex and he let me out of the two door car. I nodded my head in thanks before following him up to his apartment. He unlocked the door and bowed me through. Nodding in thanks once more, I set foot in what would be my temporary home.
*~*~*~*~*~
After supper, he sat me down on the couch and pulled me close. I knew what was happening but I had not the energy (read: the will) to stop it. I nosed my way under his chin and began to lick and nibble gently. This was a dangerous game but...

His purr stopped those thoughts of it being dangerous. I wanted HIM. I wanted him NOW! But...there's always time to play first.

I brought my right paw up and brushed the other side of the neck, petting it and the shoulder, distracting him from my other paw-which was inching slowly down the chest...

He noticed the paw, I'm sure, but the attention he was receiving elsewhere kept him form noticing it too much. I focused on keeping his attentions up north as I carefully loosened his belt with my nimble fingers.

:Looks like those years of criminal records were good for something after all.: I thought to myself as I found his pulse point and nibbled softly. I felt him tense and gently loosened the fly of his black jeans.

My scent had already made him as hard as a rock.

That's right...I was in heat. And he knew it.
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Shadow growled as he felt the other hedgehog touch his hoghood. With a show of teeth, he wrestled the other so that Manic was on his back and Shadow was over him. They stared for a moment, Manic obviously having a rather nasty flashback...

The black one crushed their lips together, sending the other's thoughts to the four winds. The little one beneath him seemed to wilt beneath the kiss but didn't fight back. He didn't even make a wound until Shadow used his serpentine tongue to brush the top of the other's mouth.

He smiled as Manic wrapped his arms around the black hedgehog and pulled himself flush against the other, pressing himself into the kiss as well. He knew that would work. Another growl passed his lips as he picked the other up and toted him along into the bedroom.

Bothered and ready, Shadow shuffled out of his pants (the only reason he'd worn them was because it was unacceptable to walk around without them in human cities. Had he not lived in a dual city, he would not even bother to buy them) and leaned over the other on the bed.

Eyes like dark sapphires were staring back at him. He leaned into the other's chest and took a deep breath. The scent was like an aphrodisiac, sending urgency to his loins. With a sound similar to a whine, Shadow turned the other over so he was on his paws and knees and positioned himself over him.

Manic, being in heat, understood the actions of his partner and submitted himself, arching his back to open himself up. Shadow and he made a huffing noise as the length brushed against the other's backdoor. Shadow finally pushed in, uniting two as one.

Manic was in heaven. Being a monotreme (to an extent) all his feminine organs were tied into the same hole that his intestines were. While he did have the male parts, he wasn't very well equipped. He was really only about five inches when erect, actually.

With a whimper, he reached back and pulled Shadow down so that he
could kiss him again...
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Several hours later...

I snuggled into the warm embrace of my new mate. Even though I had been in heat, he had quelled the burning lust. He had also quelled another thing as well...

I felt a soft smile slip along my face as I buried my nose into the tuft of fur on his chest. I could feel those changes already. :I wonder when I should tell him...: I thought to myself with a contented sigh. :Oh, well. Good night, 'daddy'.:

A/N:Well I think the sex scene sucked but I can work on it. Evil, aren't I-leaving it on that note. There's a reason I did leave it at that, though. Maybe I'll write a sequel some time. Or, if one of my readers wishes to take on the challenge, then review and ask!