PoV: InfiniteI put Sonic to sleep as I took him out of the house I only woke him once we were deep in the woods.
"Sonic, you can wake up now," I sat him down in the second wheelchair I had prepared for him here. He was quiet as he had been the last tree days. His breathing quickened as he looked around. He was whimpering quietly as he realized we weren't home, "We're outside. Don't you like it? You were always trying to go outside again."
Sonic gripped the handles of his chair as I began walking him to my precious shed. He whimpered as I brought him inside.
"You're reward awaits," I led him to the room in the basement and locked his wheelchair into place. My mask allowed me to see in the dark. Sonic was completely blind, "Alright, you have the best seat in the house now."
Sonic winced as I turned the lights on. There I had a woman chained to the wall, currently asleep.
"W-who is that..." Sonic finally spoke, his voice quivering in fear.
"A woman off the streets. She was homeless, you have no need to worry about her," I kissed him before laying out my tools, "Go on. Pick one."
"No... I don't-" he got quiet and I recognized that squirm, "I don't want to..."
"Oh, but you do," I lifted the sweater, "You're body is honest with me."
"No... I don't like it..." he cried.
"Then how can you explain this?" I pulled at his waist band, I felt his tip graze my hand.
"... I can't..." he started crying and I took his hand.
"Pick one."
PoV: 3rd Person
Infinite gleamed below his mask as he witnessed Sonic's unwanted arousal. He moved the tools closer to Sonic, but not within his reach.
"Sonic, this is you're reward," Infinite took Sonic's hand and held it out, "You choose how she dies."
Sonic looked at the woman and at the table, "Make it fast... with... with the knife..."
"The knife, and excellent choice," Infinite grabbed the knife and woke the women, leading her to panic immediately and scream. Infinite looked about to find Sonic covering his ears in agony, "Shut up," Infinite shoved a gag into her mouth, quieting her, "You're hurting his ears."
The woman calmed noticing Sonic. She saw the wheelchair and looked up at the young hedgehog who hadn't moved. She whimpered, not knowing if she should pity or fear him.
"Alright," Infinite gently dragged the knife across her neck, "Let's begin."
The woman screamed as the knife dug into her thigh. It was dragged across her stomach, and Infinite took his time cutting her invital organs apart as she remained alive.
"No..." Sonic cried as what he wanted wasn't requested. He had wanted her life to be ended quickly, he didn't want her to suffer as she was, "Stop it..."
The weak women looked to Sonic with the little bit of hope she had left. Hearing him beg Infinite to save her. Infinite stopped and got up.
"Should we leave her to bleed out like this? She'll die slowly this way," he walked up to Sonic with his bloodied gloves.
"No... I can't... I can't watch anymore..." Sonic whimpered.
"Fine," Infinite put the knife down and wrapped a rain coat around Sonic. He picked him up and sat Sonic before the woman. His legs unable to feel the warm blood he was sitting in. Gloves were placed on him and the knife was placed into his hand, "How do you want her to suffer?"
"I... I don't want to do this..." Sonic continued crying as he watched the woman's lungs expand in her open chest.
"Then you can watch as her heart slowly stops," Infinite refused to let Sonic move. He watched as Sonic stared into her opened body.
"Mhm..." the woman whimpered.
She stopped crying as Sonic turned to look her in the eyes. When he saw her, she used the last of her strength to rest her in a raised position, exposing her neck. Sonic's hand shakily raised the knife and pressed it against her throat. He heart her living heart beat for the last time...
... then he made the cut.
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1/1/2022
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A Killer's Pet
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