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Infinite doesn’t know how it happened
Somehow, he was stripped from the Phantom Ruby. The very source of his power that made him the unstoppable threat he was today
By that same dark hedgehog that had dared call him weak, no less
And thus, he was defeated and imprisoned by that pathetic little resistance who he thought were just ants underneath his boot
Infinite never knew nor bothered to know what was happening underneath in Mobius, after all, why bother on the struggles of those little flies when he already knew enough?
They were all scared and miserable, cowering underneath the rubble like insects now that their precious hero was gone
Infinite should’ve learned more
Because Mobius wasn’t sad
It was furious
He had killed their Sonic
Their hero, their pride and joy, their freedom and their hope
And with Sonic, he took their compassion and mercy
They were dangerous
And they only held back because of Sonic and his beliefs about everyone deserving a chance to be free
And they followed his words, almost like gospel
Because Mobius loved Sonic
They loved him so much they were willing to fight a hopeless war in his name
And now, someone had dared strip them away from their shining blue beacon of hope
And they had that very same someone in their grasp, and they were going to make sure that he feels the same despair that they made them feel for months now not only for ruining their world, but for taking their beloved hero away
Infinite almost wanted to laugh at the irony, because what he had been doing to Sonic for nearly half a year was happening to him
He didn’t knew what was worse
The crushed bones of the pink hedgehog’s hammer and the echidna’s merciless punches, or how that silver hedgehog would use his telekinetic abilities to choke the air out of him
The deadly bite from the crocodile tearing at his ruined limbs, or how that chameleon would often use him as 'target practice'
Or how that dark hedgehog would often play with his mind, repeatedly calling him that damn word that he hated as he make him look how his conquest of this stupid world that he had thought was secured on his grasp was diminishing day by day now that Eggman lost his prized main weapon
"We’re saving the world, the world that Sonic loved so much" He said coldly, but his red blood eyes reflected boiling anger "And there’s nothing you can do to stop it, not when you were stripped from that cursed gem and reverted back to that weak jackal from before"
The resistance wasn’t the only ones that screamed for his blood, however
Many regular citizens of Mobius, those he had thought were just scum under his heel, began rallying around to continue on his torture
They were all furious at him for taking away their lives, families and hero
And they wanted him to feel how was it like to live like a cockroach, the way he has made them live
Even the critters themselves were angry at him, as he still vividly remembers how the flickies pecked at his eyeballs until leaving them as empty sockets
…Although, now that Infinite thought about it, there was one thing that was worse
He recently heard that pesky little fox that was always glued to the blue annoyance’s hip who had previously left the Resistance having gone mad with grief was back, and that he wanted to make some interesting new tests with the Phantom Ruby in order to finally defeat Eggman’s empire
And Infinite sounded like the perfect lab rat for him…
Everyone was shattered by the loss of Sonic, but arguably, Tails took it the worse
Because Sonic was more than just his hero
He was his brother
His inspiration, his reason to go on, his everything
The one person that had treated him kinder than fate itself
And judging the the kit’s empty gaze, Infinite was about to experience the same torment that he subjected onto Sonic for months
Brought mad by his own powers…
Heh…
How ironic…