A strange foreign force has gathered various characters from across the multiverse and placed them on a single planet for an unknown purpose. SNT, a hedgehog-fox hybrid desires nothing more than to go home; however in order to do so she must venture...
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Chapter 6:
The One Like Me
Storm the albatross was blown back by an attack that left his body covered with cuts and bruises. He stumbled a couple feet back but quickly bowed his head in subjugation.
"I'm sorry Boss! Please, it'll never happen again, I swear!" he begged. Coldsteel walked towards the bowing albatross while cracking his knuckles. A sadistic smile formed on his face as he bent down to a seating position. Storm desperately avoided eye contact as he refused to look in Coldsteel's direction. The purple hedgehog chuckled as he stood up.
"I wanna forgive ya Storm, I truly do. It absolutely tears me apart to see ya like this," he claimed while petting the albatross like a pet. Storm closed his eyes, those words struck fear into his soul.
"But," Coldsteel continued with widened eyes. His smile grew wider as he kneed Storm across the face. A sense of euphoria came over the hedgehog's mind since he felt his ally's pain. The albatross wanted to fall to the ground and hold his beak in agony, but Coldsteel didn't give him that luxury. The sadistic hedgehog held onto a chunk of his feathers so he could hear Storm's unfiltered cries.
"I just don't understand how a big muscled moron like yourself..." he pulled Storm's face up and looked into his visor, taking the time to appreciate the fear present within his soul.
"Have so much trouble with killing a damn child!?!" he roared, slamming Storm the Albatross hard into the muddy ground.
"It's not my fault!" Storm grumbled within the soft and malleable soil. Coldsteel frowned at the mumbled words spoken from his underling. He yanked Storm up, allowing the albatross to breathe some fresh air. He then pulled him close, ensuring that he made eye contact. Storm whimpered in fear as he looked into the eyes of his boss. A dark shadowy aura encircled Coldsteel's body like a pitch-black typhoon.
"Why, oh why should I listen to a word ya say?" he asked. His aura grew until it seemingly enveloped the world they stood on. Storm watched as the aura reached out to him like a drowning arm.
EDGE
The optics on Storm's visor widened as he could feel something sharp slash across his forehead. Blood leaked out of the wound as the albatross had no choice but to ignore this pain. The punishment for not doing so was something he'd rather not find out.
"Th... that brat wore some type of ring," Storm stammered. Coldsteel's smile faltered.
"Hang on, did ya just say 'ring?'" he asked. Coldsteel's aura stabbed into Storm's right shoulder, twisting and turning to invoke as much pain into the albatross as possible. Storm couldn't help but flinch which enticed Coldsteel to slap him across the face.
"Hey, keep it together buddy! Did this punk have a ring or not?" he growled. Storm took a deep breath and worked through the pain so that he could nod. A small shine sparked within Coldsteel's crimson eyes as he shifted his sight towards the charred raccoon. Finally, the aura subsided, much to Storm's relief. Coldsteel closed his eyes and chuckled.
