Sonic's Unwanted Harem

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Warnings: This chapter contains offensive language, violence, some creepiness, and blood.

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Sonic's Subconscious 8:22 p.m.

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Dark emerald eyes flutter shut before the navy blue head shakes furiously. Those damn red eyes... they're everywhere and that god forbidden laugh. If he has to listen to that damn laugh one more time, he may have to rip his ears off his head.

Dark Sonic extends his hand to the left, shooting another green energy blast at the approaching set of eyes before his hands lower. His chest rising and falling quickly. It doesn't make sense. He shouldn't be out of breath, not in his subconscious yet the more he fights off this demon, the more fatigued he's gett- "No."

Navy quills swing back and forth as Dark violently shakes his head, snapping himself out of it. "This bastard, he won't have his way with me." With that thought, he continues to fly through the once white void now a deep red. The putrid stench of blood heavy in the air, making him narrow his eyes. "I didn't think his essence would affect us like this."

Green eyes look to the side, narrowing. He can see the day Sonic had first met this monster in a distorted bubble, making him growl low in this throat. That was probably the worst day of their life, having to witness everyone's death and be completely useless to help.

He looks to his left, seeing another distorted bubble, showing another Sonic? "What is this...?"

Dark stays at a distance, refusing to get too close to any of these bubbles. He doesn't trust anything inside his body now, not when this bastard is changing everything. Unfortunately, he can still see the events in the bubble, witnessing this Sonic trying to save a green and pink hedgehog who have some type of medallion around their necks. He closes his eyes and turns his head to the side when he sees the demon brutally rip the spine out of the green hedgehog. Even if he is the repressed version of Sonic, he still can't watch something so gruesome and the screams do nothing to help.

Dark continues to fly through the tainted void, refusing to watch the distorted bubbles that keep popping up, all of different Sonics. He glances to the right and narrows his eyes, seeing a very... different looking Sonic. The eyes are just... wrong, but it's a Sonic in a different universe so he can't judge. "Still really ugly though. Never thought I'd see an Ugly Sonic-"

He comes to an abrupt stop when the air in front of him becomes completely distorted, red and purple swirling. It creates another bubble, but this one is different then the rest. He can see blood red skies, black trees and a shack. It doesn't even resemble the place that bastard had taken them to when he decided to milk them. This... this is worse, much worse.

COmE inSiDe, My lOVe~

Dark growls and floats backwards, needing to get away from this... thing but he feels a strong embrace around his torso. Instinctively he raises his quills, stabbing whatever has him before he raises his aura. The disturbing thing is that he can feel a sharp bite on the back of his neck before that damn laugh is back.

Ha hA Ha ha hA hA HA HA ha Ha hA! LEts Go INsiDe!

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