He is My Master

19: Belonging to Him

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Most people who knew him a little would probably agree that Sonic the Hedgehog could sometimes be a chatterbox, rather hot-headed and/or just that little bit too quick to jump into action.

However, there were also those who knew him better. And they would tell you that it was only when Sonic was silent he was truly angry and at his most dangerous.

The collared hero had just entered what he presumed to be the back part of the slave hunters' camp. Noone was about - save for those in the cages. Sonic was walking through the rows and rows of boxes and steel contraptions in a sort of disbelieving daze, seconds seeming like hours to him as he took the scene in its entirety. There was...everything. Mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians, even a whole line of bees chained up in a row. Most of them, like the horse in the kennel closest to him, seemed to look straight through him with the same gaze the other slaves in the castle had given him, dismissing him as yet just another already tamed pet. Others, like the adolescent bear couple, apparently yet not quite beaten into submission, let confusion show on their faces, Sonic's upright stance and alert eyes not matching up with his perceived slave status.

The camp was deathly silent. None of the prisoners had yet said anything, as if an atmosphere of fear was gagging their throats and muffling any sound like poisonous miasma. Just the rustling of the trees, sounds of the feral birds and his own breathing could assure Sonic that he hadn't gone deaf. He tried to say something, but for a moment his tongue wouldn't obey him. Truth to tell, he didn't know what to say. Wherever he looked, there seemed to be a new abomination. An adult lion locked in stocks, around him lying bloodied remnants of his torn-out mane, his spirit obviously broken if the empty expression in his gaze was anything to go by. A whole cage of ravens, their wings clipped, never to regrow. A gagged badger who seemed to be in pain. A whole group of prisoners having trouble breathing while encased in tight, heavy metal bands around their necks, apparently to make them get used to the feeling of having a collar, unlike Sonic's own of which he could have gotten rid of with a kitchen knife, if desperate.

He could hear his own breath rasping in his throat now. This had to end. Now.

Then again the whimpering sound caught his attention and his head flew around to the source of the noise, a couple quick steps leading him behind the biggest cage which held the bears. And it was then that he saw the captured children and the last traces of mercy vanished from his mind. None of them could have been older than five.

"What the - they abducted kids!" Sonic gasped, the young sapients immediately trying to shy away from him, a few of them crying out in fear, giving Sonic a very accurate idea of how the slave traders must have treated them. It was a large box, coming up to his chest height, like a psychotic parody of a playpen. Inside, the children had their arms bound tightly to their chests and their feet chained together, so even the ones trying to seek shelter behind others could only crawl. Suddenly, though, Sonic's eyes widened. There was one pair of eyes that returned his stare steadily, even though its owner had a hard time stopping his body from trembling in absolute terror. But the eyes never left his own, purple irises glaring fiercely at him from a a small red-furred face, bravado and pride even in the face of deathly fear.

Sonic thought that he had just layed eyes on the first echidna youngling he had ever seen.

His face an expression of wide-eyed wonder, the blue hedgehog slowly extended a hand downwards to the kid, as if to touch him to see whether this could actually be real. Something like a growl issued from the little echidna at that, staring at Sonic's hand venomously like the hedgehog was trying to feed him poison.