He is My Master

2: How I Met Your Father

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An alternate dimension. A pocket universe. Perhaps something relating to quantum, whatever that meant.

A thousand theories what could be happening right now raced through Sonic's head, each one of them more ridiculous than the last. He was being led like a pet up the stairs from the dungeon he had just arrived in, the surrounding rough stone walls only lit by sparse torches, reminding him of a medieval castle. Time travel? This was too elaborate to be a hoax...

Behind him, Sonic could hear Shadow's peculiar tread that came with his hoverskates, and tried to take reassurance in that. Hoverskates didn't belong into a freaky medieval world. Shadow was a bit of reality he could cling to. Although the thought of being attached to and comforted by anyone, let alone Shadow, felt majorly odd.

Sonic swallowed and could feel the choker around his neck. A slave. Him of all people. He was still feeling mildly dizzy and weak in the knees, but could sense his strength slowly returning. If he wanted to, he could surely overpower that cat and the lizard...

Sonic twisted his head uncomfortably, feeling the weight of the leash shift along his collar. He didn't like being restrained in any way. Robotnik had already tied him up one time too many, but then Sonic usually understood the situation and knew what to do – first: escape, second: thrash place.

Easy.

Sonic knew all about being a prisoner. Being a slave, an owned object, was new.

Now what should I do? he wondered. He also wondered what Shadow was doing or thinking where he walked behind him. That black faker got treated like a freakin royal, while he himself had a collar around his neck and a stinging behind from a whip lash. Great.

But Sonic had no time to rant at his fate any more, as they then rounded a corner, opened a door and he suddenly found himself in a throne room. With Black Doom staring straight at his face.

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Shadow gawked. Black Doom. He had only fought (and thought he'd killed him) barely six months ago. What was he doing here?! In a castle, perched on a throne? It had to be a mirror world or something...

"Well?" The rumbling voice of the alien overlord suddenly spoke up and the cat holding Sonic and the lizard snapped to attention.

"Prince Shadow hass taken the ssslave for another lessson in obedience, your Majesty!" The purple reptile announced, bowing.

"I see he is now collared. Any explanation for that, Lazar?" Black Doom commented and gave Sonic a long stare. When the (frankly, slightly shell-shocked) hedgehog didn't react immediately, the lizard struck the inside of Sonic's knees with the riding crop again, the blue hero unable to sidestep as he was bound.

"On your kneess when the King lookss at you, sslave!" the lizard called Lazar snapped, the scales in his narrow face wrinkling in fury.

Sonic shot him a death glare. He wasn't intimidated by the overseer (or whatever that guy was), yet he also wasn't particularly fond of going up against Black Doom at the moment. He cautiously lowered himself on one knee, consciously shifting his weight and feet so that it more resembled a sprinters' starter position than anything else. They wouldn't catch him unawares that easily.

Satisfied that the hedgehog was apparently subdued, Lazar addressed his monster King yet again.

"Yess, my liege. We thought more contact with the Prince might be beneficial for the training and breaking of thiss sslave. We collared him ssso your ssson might take him with him tonight."