Sonicphobia

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Bittersweet Betrayal

Swearing imminent. Reader discretion is advised.

I hear Sonic laughing behind the door. "Knock, knock." His voice teased. "I know you are in there." His tone sounded downright ravenous. I quivered, too terrified to think for shit. "I know that your little craving to escape had diminished. A nice, full human girl is less inclined to run for it. I bet that you are stuffed, drowsy, and wanting to sleep." Sonic's voice took on a hypnotic tone. I felt my eyelids grow heavier, but I struggled to stay awake. "Are you feeling yourself nod off?" Sonic's voice was sounding more eager by the second. "Just lower your eyelids for me. I know that you want to."

"Shut the fuck up." I growled through the door, then I yawned. Sonic's right. Maybe sleeping would do me good... I reasoned, but just as I was about to nod off, I felt something poke me hard in the back.

"No. Keep fighting." Damien's voice urged. So I got up sluggishly and I propped myself up. I was immediately pissed that I just obeyed Sonic like that. I can't afford to let my guard down. I chided myself. Then I slipped back into the hidey hole and slid the rock back in place just as I heard a loud crack. It sounded like wood breaking to me. "Alison... what the fuck was that?" Damien hissed.

I shrugged, then I hissed, "We have to head to his place now." So Damien lead me down a series of winding corridors and I found myself in front of a blue door. I opened it to find everything to be cobalt, even the lights on the ceiling. "Damn, didn't know his blue fetish was that intense."

"Now that we are safer, why don't we stop for a minute?" Damien suggested, his hand tilting my head towards him. "You definitely look succulent. Why don't we be a little indulgent?" His gold eyes were giving me some minor tunnel vision. Then Damien kissed me on the lips. I moaned as his tongue slipped easily between my lips. "My dear floof, I've never had anyone feel this good. I wish we could tuck in. I wish for more... MORE. I can't believe that you are this delicious to taste, my dear." He murmured breathily. I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me. "I love my ladies to have love handles... I love them best when they've got a little fat in them." His kisses became more greedy, ravenous, and hungry as he lead me to the bed. "I can make this into something of a lifetime, dear." He whispered in my ear.

I shivered, about to give him a rush of my hormones when something caught my eye. I glanced towards the mirror to admire my savior when something made me freeze. I could see my reflection, but Damien's... it was horrifying. Instead of a hot guy with a floof kissing my neck with a lust, I see a Silver clone leaning over me. "Damien... Hedgehog?" I managed to choke out, and that caused Damien to freeze. Then I heard him laugh. It was a dark, wicked chuckle.

"Yes, my little pet?" He purred, kissing my cheek.

"How the fuck did I not suspect you!?" I yelled, slapping him away. I glared daggers at this Justin Bieber wanna be, who kept smirking. My eyes stung as I continued yelling, "I bet it was your idea to help Sonic toy with me, you bastard!"

"Yes, my little pet. I gave that suggestion to Sonic, telling him to send me in to help you fall into his trap." He was cornering me onto the bed as he gloated, "I had you eating right out of the palm of my hand. I had you moaning in delight as I helped you fatten. Nobody told you that pepperoni bread was fattening, my little pet. Let me keep your endorphins fattened as he draws near. He loves his gamershood best when hormones are involved. Fear adds spice, lust adds a taste of decadence, and love... love tastes very sweet." His tones became more decadent as he purred, "Now that you are nice, ripe and tender... you'd make a wonderful elite." He giggled as his hands produced a rope and tied me up. "Ah... Now you are hog tied." I struggled as his fingers tied me tightly to the bed.

"You two faced bastard! You're not getting away with this!" I spat angrily.

"Aw." He mocked pity. "Do you even hear yourself? You're not getting away with this... but sweetheart, I already have. I laced my venom, now you are paralyzed." He took off his ring and placed it to the side. "You never even seen me coming. You were begging an elite to run away with you. Irony is cruel to you, dear." Then he moaned as he doubled over. His floof became longer, more quill like, and his eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets. Then the sound of something like air hissing from a tire was heard, but I couldn't take my eyes off of the horrible sight. "You look like a feast, fit for a king, dear. Wouldn't you agree, Headmaster Sonic?" Damien called.

I turn my head towards where Damien was glancing and I could see Sonic glaring at me from the shadows. He chuckled as he stepped into the room. Which must be his room! Shit! I am dinner and a show! I thought in fear. "Why, yes. Damien, I agree. Now, please excuse me as I prepare this human into an elite." Sonic purred, his emerald green eyes latched to my own eyes. My hair was now entirely cobalt, and my eyes are now emerald green.

As Damien left, Sonic gazed at me with his emerald green gaze. "You look good. But you got to breathe in some ripener." Sonic commented as he grabbed a sort of oxygen tank. I knew that it was not oxygen or helium in that tank. I tried to break free, but the ropes were too tight. "Alright, Al, we need to take some nice, deep breaths. Relaxing will do you a lot of good." Sonic informed me as the mask slid over my face. I gasped as I breathed in what smelled like Christmas dinner to me. "Atta girl." He coaxed, massaging my arm with a gloved hand. "Sink in deeper, darling." He ordered as his gloved hand loosened the valve.

I couldn't help it. I felt full, drowsy and cozy. I moaned softly as that blue bastard from hell kissed my hand. "Why... how long...?" I couldn't string a sentence to save my life.

"I've waited a long time for you, Alison Hedgehog. I've waited sixteen years, which is extremely painful for me. I've been keeping an eye on you and I've seen you near daily. Now the waiting has come to an end." Sonic's voice grated against my ear. Then he lifted the mask off my face. I froze, horrified.

"What do you mean, you've seen me daily!?" I demanded, horrified.

Sonic chuckled darkly, "Alison, I disguised myself as a human psychologist by the name of Maurice Weahagu." My stomach sank. I remembered the doctor too well. I wondered why Sonic's demeanor reminded me of the doctor who used to scare me as a little girl. It hit me like a lot of bricks. No wonder why Sonic spelled my name right the first time! And no wonder why he knew about weighted blankets being my kryptonite! Why didn't I see this before!? I thought in a panicky tone as he got closer. He was my psychologist!

Memories of visiting Dr. Weahagu came flooding back, horrible memories, such as the time he overstimulated me on purpose inside of an MRI machine (and it also explained why he wore white gloves), the time he wrapped me in a weighted blanket when he told me that Sonic wasn't going to eat my face (I never knew why he wore sunglasses), and the time he got me to spill my guts about Sonic when he used to terrorize me as a little girl. "I've spent a lot of time around you so that I knew how you and Airalain both ticked. You've been a real pleasure to work with." He purred in my ear, kneading my waist.

"Shit..." I breathed as he straightened himself out. "You knew that you scared me... You made me tell you."

Sonic chuckled again, this time pulling my face close to his muzzle. My nose was mere centimeters away from his black nose. "I've got something to show you before we continue." Sonic purred in my ear. "Look at my mouth, dear." He commanded softly. I obeyed, watching as he grinned, exposing his teeth. Then I hear a sharp chink coming from his teeth. I hate admitting this, but Sonic the Hedgehog's got some serious fangs. They were barely an inch long and gleamed like knives. Then he threw his head back and laughed maniacally. "I've waited a long time for this, darling!" He screeched, then he tilted my throat back when he was done laughing. "Anything that you'd like to say to me before I sink my fangs into your throat?" He asked, his voice lilting.

"Yes. A few things, actually. First of all, fuck you, Sonic the Hedgehog. Second of all, you should burn in hell!" I spat out just before he tilted my head back. He tsked at me, shaking his head while grinning like a maniac.

"That fiery temper just adds a bit of extra spice, dear." The blue nightmare purred as he tilted my head back. "Also, you're in no place to be disrespectful to me." His voice developed a small growl as he massaged my throat. "Say goodbye to your human self, Alison Hedgehog!" He laughed.

I yelled back before he bit me, "That is Miss Alison Black-Hedgehog to you, you bast-!" I never got the chance to finish that sentence. I felt something sharp sting my throat and I knew what was going on: he bit me with his fangs. No... That blue fucker bit me.