TekkaSonic...Part Four: Hold me, my love. By DemonKlaw ============================================================================ Characters portrayed in this story belong to DIC, Archie comics and SEGA Inc. Inspirational material provided by Tekkaman/Teknoman: the series. Planets and BION are trademarks of Terminal Reality corp. and Microsoft. Scourge the Racoon, Mach the Porcupine, Amelia Grayfox, Tom Weasel and DemonKlaw are creations of Nabeel Mohammed and are not to be used without expressive written permission by the aforementioned person. Ultra the Bat/BlackWing is copyright Chris Mack. Sonya Sho Eiji is a trademark of Elizabeth Ramirez: I hope this makes up for the hurt I have caused you.The Guide-Bot is a trademark of Parallax Software/Interplay. He's here Descent fans! (Notice this section gets bigger every chapter?) ============================================================================ Author's note: Well! Nobody wrote me about my buddy Scourge. You can't tell, but he is rather upset. Since his faveorite games are Fury3 and Descent ][: Counterstrike, see if you can find a few hidden references to those games in his character. He likes S onic, but the speed and motion makes him nauseous (funny, Descent does the same thing to me...). And Sonya, if you are reading this, I tried to leave out any abuse done to your character, while concentrating on her love relationships. Don't worry, no rape scenes...yet :) I also want to take this time to apologise to all Antoine fans out there for what I did to him, but don't worry, I will make up for it....in episode five! ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Lowdown: Sonic, Knuckles and Ultra (now BlackWing) are planning a raid on Bion Capital City. Amy is getting worse. Bunnie and Sally must come to terms with their short-lived lesbian relationship. Tails is confused and must learn how to forgive. Amelia is plauged by an apparition resembling her long-lost lover, Mach, but this apparition is driven by love and death. And a love for death. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Amelia wrung the edge of her sheet in her hands as she slept. Her face was serene, though her sleep was not. She writhed in her sleep, the blanket tugged closely at her body, revealing a slender, innocent form. Her mind, though, was infected with horror, fear and revulsion. Then she realized that it was not all in her mind. She bolted upright in her bed, soaking in sweat and painfully aware of it. The blanket adhered to her stickily as she reached across the bed to pull the chain of the table lamp, her tail twitching in angst. The dark form lingered in the corner, no more than a silluehtte in the light, flowing fluidly the darkness of the corner. With one blade running down the centre of his head. "Oh God, Mach," she sputtered, unsure if it was really him. Her ears perked in surprize. He held up his hand, spiked in armor, rusted with apparent age, in a warning not to approach, his silver eyes glowing. "<>" he warned in a most ominous tone. "Mach, is it you?" she sobbed, frustrated beyond tears. "<>" "Wh-what?" "<>" "I don't understand. Mach, please, I love you..." "<>" the eyes narrowed. "I- he-well..." "<>" He whispered. "<>" "Mach...please," she reached out to him. "Amelia..." his voice changed, became strained. He reached into the dark recesses of his cape and drew out a blade, ornate at the handle and carved beutifully. "This is MoonDagger. I forged...it for you...darling." She rose from the bed, holding the shee t around her body carefully and accepted the gift. "And please...do not...let me have it..." The steel talon grasped her countenance and he pressed a metal face to her soft lips, as if trying to kiss her before the vestigal force returned. "Mach..." "<>" the possessed voice returned, "<>" She watched him flow backwards through the window and dissapear into the darkness of the night, unseen. She rushed to the window, one hand to her breast, to keep the blanket from falling, the other closed around the jewlled handle of the sword, and she c ried. "What has happened to my nightwarrior?" she sniffed. * * * Knuckles played the flute slowly, a melancholy tune. His eyes closed and he drifted with the music, taking him back to days gone by on the floating island. The soft light in the tent played off of his red quills and he sighed. A soft sigh came from his s ide as well. Little Amy Rose, so inocent, yet, so stricken. Her body's unwillingness to comply with the Teknoarmor had left her fate sealed. Her small body snuggled warmly on the cot to his side. He had taken the vigil to watch over her, as a guardian, a protector, and most importantly, a brother. Crash! Knuckles flew out of the tent in a blur. Outside, he was joined by Sonic and Ultra, all of them peering out into the dark of night beyond the clearing, trying to find the source of the sound. "What was that?" Ultra the bat declared. "I dunno, but it's best if we take no chances." Sonic said. Crystals shone and in an instant, hands became claws, feet became talons and ordinary Mobians became Teknowarriors. BlueQuill and CrimsonClaw used their feet thrusters to hover through the underbrush while BlackWing made good use of being a Mobian bat and flew above them. The armored echidna and hedgehog crashed through the maze of tree branches and bushes in the dead of night. {{Light Amplification}} The night suddenly became less frustrating as black was replaced by green, white by light green through the armors' visors. "Nothing yet," BlueQuill said, "anything up there, BlackWing?" "I can see you guys, and a little skirmish up ahead, better be prepared for a firefight!" "I can take it," CrimsonClaw murmured. Breaking through the dense wall of foilage, the two stared at the sight before them as BlackWing touched down beside them. A Mobian, unmistakeably alive, was being attacked by two huge Bion mechs. A female, no doubt, BlueQuill thought. "We have to help her," BlueQuill's voice rang out in the helmets of the other two. They turned to him and nodded. They rushed toward the battle just as the slim female was thrown into a tree nearby. "Smart missile," BlueQuill demanded. The large bomb flipped out from behind him and rested on his left shoulder. With a shudder and a roar of thrust, the missile took off and impacted on the left Bion Mech, splitting into plasma fragments and incineratin g him from within. "Flash Bomb," BlackWing called. The small, compact unit left his wrist with a deafening "woosh," and contacted with the other Bion. A flare of light rose up and blinded the Bion. BlackWing used the cover and thrusted towards the war-machine, his blade-ti pped wings slashing through the metal and cables. He emerged on the other side of the remnants of the Mech. "Showoff" BlueQuill admonished. "Hey, whatever woiks," BlackWing commented. CrimsonClaw quickly took it upon himself to see about the girl. He found the young, pink hedgehog slumped against a tree, her head down, with her quills covering her eyes. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook gently. She sprang up, saw his metal fac eplate, and promptly drew a blade and knocked CrimsonClaw to the ground. "Die Bion scum!" she shrieked in a familiar voice. "Hey, what th...?" BlueQuill said, attracted by the commotion. Then he had a revalation. "Sonya? Is that you?" "Wha'?" In that instant, she looked up to face BlueQuill. It was Sonya, but she looked ruffled, dirty and uncared for.Her torn shirt hung off of her shoulder and her face was streaked with dirt. She stood up, straddling CrimsonClaw so that he couldn't ri se, and pointed the blade at BluQuill. "Alright, explain what class of Bion you are, and how the fuck do you know my name?!" she shreiked wildly, unable to comprehend the preceeding events. "Hey, easy with that thing," BlueQuill backed off. He dipped his head and in a flash, the armor dissapeared and left only the hedgehog she knew to be her brother. "S-Sonic...you're alive!" she nearly went to embrace him, but then decided elsewise and dropped down on one knee, a knee which rested on CrimsonClaw. Once more, the blade came to his throat. "But, who are you?" The armor dissolved into Knuckles' flesh and he dropped an extra inch to the grass below him. He rose onto his elbows, but before he could right himself, his head was taken by the chin and he was kissed passionately. "Nice to see you too. Is this how you greet all your old boyfriends?" "Just the ones who I really love." She smiled. "And haven't seen in a while." She got off of him and helped him to his feet. She stared up into his eyes. He into hers. Then, he picked her up and kissed her again. "Ain't it just beautiful?" Ultra nudged Sonic. * * * The doors swung open and the light poured into the room. The female figure stood silluhetted in the light. {{GET OUT!!!}} Xaraxia stepped backwards as the doors swung shut and she was locked out of Anubis' chambers. Her eyes burned bright. This was too odd. * * * Tails dragged his feet up the stairs, unwillingly going back to the apartment. But where else could he go? His fingers ached as they turned the knob, the pain ran down to an undefinable place in his stomach. His head was drooped as he entered the small apartment. He made his way past the small kitchen, into the living room. The sofa-bed was out. For Sally he guessed. He confirmed it himself as he passed the bed on the way to his room, she slept peaceably in the bed. The next thing he saw, he could not belive. Underneath Sally, Bunnie sprawled, her legs spread open with Sally's body wedged between her. Sally's head rested on Bunnie's full left tit, with her tounge wrapped around the tip of the wet nipple. Bunnie's legs poked out from under the sheets, through which, Miles could see Sally's plowed ass. With Bunnie's metal fingers exploring that erotic passage. The two of them, sticky with perspiration and Bunnie's metal legs gleaming with vaginal secretion. They slept. Tails bolted out of the apartment, his stomach retching itself, painfully refusing to relinquesh it's contents. "Aw, fuck," he moaned, "fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck..." * * * When they finally finished kissing, Knuckles and Sonya relaxed in his tent, talking about all they had missed with each other. "My powers are dwindling." "What?" Knuckles said. "Magic has been lost from this world," she sighed, drawing her knees up and encircling them with her arms, "something is affecting all the forces of magic on Mobius. Even the emeralds..." "Hm," Knuckles aggreed. He drew his flute out of his pocket. "This is the last magical artifact I possess. The Voice Of Chaos is the only thing that can control the emeralds." "The way I hear it," Sonya began solemnly, "even the espers have dissappeared." "Wow. That's awful." Suddenly, the entire ground shook with the force of a massive impact. Sonya tumbled over on the floor and rose to her feet. "I'm okay," Sonya said as Knuckles saw after her, "let's go see what that was." Outside, a huge craft had plowed into the clearing. The ship was black and sleek, with a two-pronged nose and huge wings. It was half buried in the ground now. "It's not Bion," Rotor shouted as everyone clamored in panic, "we have to help whoever's inside!" As he said that, the cockpit of the craft popped open. A crack and a hiss of steam as the hood rose. Sputtering wildly, the pilot emerged wearing combat fatigues. His raccoon features hidden by the steam, he hopped out onto the wing and turned to the inhabitants. Wordlessly, he turned back to the ship and bent over into it, coming back up with the shape ly form of a female wolf in his arms. He hopped onto the ground and walked slowly towards Sonic. The ship behind him sprouted steam and smoke wildly, yet he was visibly calm and unshaken. He came up to Sonic. "Can you help her?" Sonic looked from the raccoon pilot to the wolf in his arms. "Oh man," Sonic croaked, "Lupe!" * * * Sonic, Rotor and Ultra went into the medic tent, the same one which housed Amy Rose, to look after Lupe. They left Sonya and Knuckles to orient the new arrival. Knuckles sat in a lotus position across the fire pit from the raccoon, Sonya stood behind him . "What's your name?" Knuckles asked. "My name's Dominic," he said, looking unsure, "Dominic Fernands. But everybody calls me 'Scourge.'" "Nice to meet you, Scourge. Now, how did you meet Lupe?" "Boy," Scourge muttered, "you ARE direct." Then, to Knuckles, "she hired me to transport her to the outskirts of the city." "And you got shot down there," Sonya asked. "ME?!?! SHOT DOWN!?!" Scourge shrieked, "I never get shot down! I'm the best pilot on Mobius!" He simmered down, averted his eyes and added "I crashed on purpose." "Whatever," Knuckles said, restraining Sonya from gutting the raccoon. "Why was she trying to get out of the city?" "Well," Scourge said, "she had these two crystals with her..." * * * Bunnie sighed lazily. She finished dressing. "Bunnie, did you think that after being friends for so many years, we'd...do this?" Sally asked from across the room, combing her hair. "Sally, I just don't know what ta think anymore, shugah," she hesitated at the 'shugah' part, afraid to display more affection than she felt. "Ah mean, I know what we did. I don't deny it. But," she looked up to Sally, helplessly, "I liked it. I don't wa nt to like it." "Bunnie, I'm sorry..." "No, no," she cut in, "you didn't do this TO me. Ah mean, it's not like ya raped me 'r anythin'..." "No," Sally said in identical tone, "I did it and I feel better about myself. Not that I would ever do it again, but,it made me feel in control for once." She saw Bunnie hide her face in angst. "But, I'm sorry I did it." she added hastily. "Well, whatever," Bunnie said, "at least I can say that ah'm not curious any longer." "You took it quite well," Sally said, "better than I had expected." "And how was that?" Bunnie smiled. "Well, before I kissed you, I thought that you might be repulsed beyond belief at the thought of making love to another woman." "I thought you meant 'took it' in th' other sense," Bunnie blushed, "Like you said, it was a learning experiance." "Speaking of learning," Sally smiled coyly, "I learned something about you that I didn't know about." "Wh-what...?" "This," Sally held up a thin, long artifical phallus she had been hiding behind her. Bunnie's eyes widened and she popped open a compartment at her metallic wrist and searched through all of the tools. Amid the screwdrivers and soldering irons, one slot stood empty. "How..." "It popped out when your face was in the pillow," Sally said, running the round edge of the shaft over her lips. "It still tastes like you." She handed it to Bunnie who shamefully pushed it back into her accessories compartment. Sally sat back on the cou ch languidly with one eyebrow cocked. "Okay, ah'll explain," Bunnie drawled tiredly. "Ah'd asked Rotor to leave one slot empty when he put the tools there. Ah's had the durn thing since ah was thirteen, used it a lot too." She blushed. "You ever think of him when you use it?" Sally egged on. "All the time," she said, spacily, tracing her fingers over the edges of the false male organ. * * * They all gathered into the clearing, all save for Amy Rose, who rested quietly. Sonic sat at the apex of the circle. "Okay," he began, "for too long, we've waited. We've waited for an army, an air force, or a hero to save us from the Bions." He stopped and looked around the circle. "Well, now, we have our army," he said as he looked at Knuckles and Lupe. "We have our a ir force," he looked to Ultra and Scourge. "And, we have our hero," he looked at Sonya who tapped her blade impatiently, "ok, heroINE." He stood up, "what I am trying to say is that we have six of the emeralds, and enough people to carry out a full scale rebellion!" "No," Knuckles said, "we may have six emeralds, but Amy Rose has one and she cannot fight!" "But I have two," Lupe said. She sat with her arm in a sling and Scourge helping her to sit upright. "And I am strong enough that the armor can help me fight." "But you cannot use both," Knuckles proclaimed. "I know," with that, Lupe cast an eye to the young raccoon beside her. "Oh, no!" Scourge protested, "Nonononono! I'm a pilot, not a tin can! I am not wearing the armor." Lupe giggled at him. Sonic found that curious, Lupe was a mature, strong leader, yet this raccoon made her giggle uncontrollably, like a young schoolgirl. "What about the Fury3?" she asked. "Fury3?" Sonic questioned. "That's my ship," Scourge beamed, "the Fury3! I can carry up to seven different weapon systems in that baby!" "Wait a sec," Rotor whispered, then turned to Lupe, "may I borrow the emerald?" "ROTOR?!?" everyone gasped in unison. "Not for me!" he yelled. "I think, mabye Scourge can use the emerald without having to put the armor on!" "Good," Sonic said, "then I want to see your results by day's end." With that, Sonic stood up and left. * * * "I think Sonic has changed," Knuckles mused. "What do you mean, darling?" Sonya's eyes shone in the midday sun, as reflective as the lake they stared at. She drew closer to Knuckles, he put his arm around her. Their legs dangled off the edge of the boulder above the shimmering pond. "I think," he paused a little, "I think he's trying to be more like Sally, since he lost her." "It's horrible, having to lose someone like that," she said, burying her face in his chest. "Yeah." "Knuckles, what's wrong?" Knuckles sighed. He looked up at the sun, remembering that Amy Rose used to sit on this very rock, and, so innocent, stare at the sky. For her, it was wonderful, to experiance a magic so great, so great that she would stare for hours...just like her brot her did when he was her age. "It's about Amy, isn't it?" "But...how?" "Darling," she cooed,"I should think you know by now, never underestimate a hedgehog's magic.I know about you two." "I need to know something, Sonya." "What's that?" "I need for you to promise me, that, when we marry, that we will take care of Amy, like she was our own..." "Knuckles," Sonya looked up at him, "you know I always wanted Tails to be my adopted..." she was not as surpirised by that however, what surprised her was that Knuckles actually spoke about marriage. "I know," he smiled, "but it would do him no good to be in love with his aunt..." Sonya nodded in assent. "Then, he will be the child of Sally." "I'm sorry..." Knuckles began. "Don't be," she smiled, "in giving up Tails as my son, I have given him a chance at love." "Then," he said as he embraced her, "you have given him the greatest gift you could ever give him." * * * "Is it ready Rotor?" Sonic tapped his foot lightly, a remnant of the old days. "Finished." Rotor looked to Scourge and Lupe, the other two inhabitants of the tent. "Scourge, say hello to, 'the Guide Bot!'" The small, blue unit flew into the room almost as fast as Sonic would have run in. It hovered inches before Scourge's face. It was nothing but three blue pyramidical units attached to a thruster. No external markings whatsoever. "I used part of the crystal to fuel him," Rotor said, "then I downloaded all of Nicole's data into him, plus emphasized strategies and tactics for aerial combat!" The unit spun and beeped wildly. "Happy to meet you too..." Scourge said. "You can understand those beeps and buzzes?" Lupe asked from his side. "Perfectly clear Mobian to me," Scourge said. "Possible," Rotor said,"only he can interpret it, because the emerald was meant to be a part of him." "What did you do with the other part of the emerald?" Sonic asked, his eyes fixed on the 'bot. "I used it in the Fury3 to create a neural interface." "What?" Scourge said. "Well, now, instead of being limited to controlling your craft with only the controls, you can partially control it with your mind. By my calculations, it will increase your piloting skills by fifty one point eight three percent!" "Lord knows he could use it" Lupe whispered, cradling her slung arm. * * * Sally stared out of the frosty window. "Bunnie, shouldn't Tails have come back by now?" "Aw, shugah-fox jes needs a little time to sort himself out, don't worry," Bunnie cooed. "I don't know," Sally sighed, "I just hope he never finds out about this." * * * Tails stopped. He dropped onto the stoop of an unknown building. He didn't care, he just had to figure things out tonight. What was that all about? Sally and Aunt Bunnie? The last time he saw something like that was when he had his first look at a porno mag. But, this was...unthinkable! He looked down. His pants bulged and bobbed. Cripes, he thought, no way this could happen. Now he was horny too. Eww. * * * Scourge sat next to Lupe's bed. She stared up at the ceiling, tired. "So we attack the capital city tommorow?" she said. "Yeah, are you up to it?" "Somewhat," she got up and supported herself on her elbows. "What about your arm?" "I bonded with the emerald already," she giggled, "I'm fine." "I'm sorry about the crash," he said, looking at her. She wore an inviting one-peice which was, right now, pulling tightly across her buxom upper body. "It's okay," her voice lowered as she noticed his gaze. When their eyes met, her voice became sultry, she spoke the same words, but with different meaning: "It's okay..." She took his muzzle in her hand and brought it to hers, they kissed heatedly. When they were through, they did not stop. She brought him to her, her lips on his, biting tenderly. She removed his clothing, stroking his torso until she came to where she wa nted to be. She had not been with a man for a long time, and her hands quivered in anticipation. "L-Lupe...I...I've never..." he stammered. "Relax, greenhorn," she crooned, "just don't 'blow' it. That's my job..." Her head bobbed between his legs, he moaned as he undid the top of her outfit. The shaft filled her mouth and, by now, she was on fire. They manouvered until her still-clothed rear faced him. He bothered not to undo her, rather, he tugged on the cloth. It burned her as he pulled her covering aside and entered her. Her tears stained the bed as his thrusting tickled her divinely... When they had thouroughly exausted each other, she lay in his arms. He faced her and said: "For a wolf, you sure are a bitch when it comes to making love..." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Alright!The crew is ready to roll! Can they take back the city? How many will perish? Can they function as a unit? Find out next time! (Due date: Last of September, '97 by the latest!) Visit the official DemonKlaw's Followers website at http://www.angelfire.com/nm/demonklaw ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^