Dark Sonic Forces

Ch. 1

By: Cutegirlmayra (It's been a long time since I've plotted and written out a full-on fanfiction… I did a silly thing on Tumblr and stated that if I got 300 notes on it I would create a kissing Sonamy story. Well... I'm not comfortable with lots of kissing, but this story should draw out enough kisses to satisfy my promise. Enjoy… while I get nervous lol! x)

The soles of bright red shoes scuffle the dirt that rises over the warm shine of their radiant color like a paused cloud.

A blue figure paints, his hand grazing the dusty road now paved in shambles from its once straight and smooth state.

His body flickers in and out of darker shades, unable to control the raging emotions inside of him.

"…You've already fallen." A darker, more shadowed figure stands with absolute nobility. His mask is suddenly illuminated by a strike of thunder landing a few buildings away.

The once beloved hero shakes his head, unsure why he can't get his act together.

'This is insane…' He thinks to himself, wiping his mouth and looking squarely to the ground, before sharply glaring up in weariness at his foe.

'I can't be losing to a Frankenstein!'

Infinite slid his parted feet together, and with a graceful push off the ground, lightly lifted his resting feet into the air. He barely hovered there long before moving at a grim pace towards Sonic.

His clawed hand rose up as he spoke, his one visible eye narrowing. "How quickly you submit to the dark tendencies lying in wait for you…Sonic." He flung the clawed-hand down, slicing it through the muddy air towards Sonic, who quickly jumped back but Infinite wasted no time…

After all… what was time compared to eternity?

He bolted himself forward like an arrow whirling through the air, his mask piercing the wind's force to create a type of whistling sound as he slammed his leg fully against Sonic's retreating frame; having caught up to him in a matter of seconds.

"Ack..!" Sonic's mouth burst open, spit flying from the impact.

He was hurled into an adjacent building where some of the structure began to crumble around him from the blow. His body twitched, lying on his back in pain…

How was this possible?

His hands tensed, as if not sure whether to flex out or crush the ground beneath them. Reaching for some strength, Sonic attempted to get up and off his back.

He rose his body forward towards the crumbling ceiling overhead and in front of him, gritting his teeth in aching pain at the fleet… his body jerked back and forth in miniature quakes at the stress on his weary muscles.

Infinite laughed… his foot stepped into the ruins as quietly as death himself, entering with exceptional grace and balance.

"I was told by Eggman to wait before killing you… but the fear I sense is enough to taste…" he bent his eyelids forward as if enjoying with some strange tenderness the look of helpless suffering before him. "…And this was to be the hero… What a pity."

Infinite bowed with a mocking ovation, dipping his head and cradling his hand under his chest. Then, red cubes flew into existence behind him, pulsing their frightful musical sequence that only meant defeat.

All around the two were darkness and the red lights from the cubes.

Then the lightning struck again, giving the scene a stark contrast, and only lighting up one side of Infinite's rising face.

"Now… a fitting end to your… Resistance…"

Sonic was in trouble and he knew that.

All those hopes riding on him, all those people still left to protect…

He was up on one knee now, his other arm gripping his opposite shoulder.

He was beaten badly, worn out, but worst of all… his pride as a hero was spent.

He felt it. The stir of undesired emotions boiling up inside of him like a bottle being tossed around but unable to shatter.

It bulged under the weight of himself, the constant pressure he placed on it, to seal the lid clamped shut with his sheer will-power.

But now… the fizzing emotions were starting to have a mind of their own. Fed up with being controlled, he could instantly tell he was losing the fight to keep them down.

He dropped his head low.

Infinite lowered his eyelids, even more, this time, his head following the action. "Fear… Anger…" he leaned it up again, but his piercing eyes never stopped twisting the sword of their stare farther into Sonic's soul.

Infinite wanted to free Sonic's emotions too, but so far, everything he had done only made them rebellious, not released.

Infinite lifted his head even higher with arrogance, growing impatient and frustrated, annoyed at Sonic's tolerance.

"…Shame your friend couldn't put up such a long struggle…"

Then it happened.

The bottle burst.

Sonic's head lifted up with a flash of light, his fur turned an increasingly darker shade of blue. He had almost forgotten why he was fighting off Infinite in the first place…

It wasn't about him anymore, and his rage consumed him, causing him to let go and begin using this new power to tear into Infinite. The cubes attempted to rush in and stop him, pelting him with their sharp exterior edges, but he swat them away with such fierce strength that they shattered upon impact.

Infinite could endure countless blows, and his expression remained unchanged, unamused, as this new form of Sonic ripped into him with the strength of a wild animal.

"Impressive." Infinite's face was slammed to the side by Sonic's fist, but he remained perfectly untouched and shifted it back to Sonic flying above him. He remained motionless at trying to stop Sonic from pummeling into him as they flew backwards through the air. "I've been waiting for this 'power' to reveal itself… Now I see why Eggman desires it so desperately…"

Sonic flung him up, his darkness like flaming mist around his body that seeped into the atmosphere.

His fist shook, as he slowly drew it closer to himself, and harnessed whatever it was that was giving him this second wind.

"HurrraaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" The darkness rose into a powerful energy that rippled through the air like a wave, colliding with Infinite as finally, his eye widened with the first sensations of actual pain induced on his body.

The power shook him to his core, the Phantom Ruby…

He felt his arms wanting to clench it, but they could only flinch up and down at his pathetic attempts to fight off the dark power clenching him.

"This… this power…" his eyes were furiously surprised at this new discovery, "So this is the power of darkness fueled by fear and anger inside of you… I shall harness it into my own being… and destroy you with your own weakness!"

Infinite arched his back, his arms rising with tightened fists bundled into an extreme struggle.

Infinite flinched a few more times before breaking free of Sonic's invisible hold upon his body, but while he was distracted…

"What?" Infinite looked up.

Sonic had jumped into the air at alarming speeds, perhaps matching Infinite's impressive mimicry of his own abilities, before putting his hands together and bending himself back after uncurling from his glowing turquoise ball.

"You should be the one fearing me..!"

"No..!"

Sonic's hands leveled the gravity surrounding Infinite's head as the two collided.

Amazingly, Infinite had survived and began falling to the earth.

"This.. power.." he left a large, encompassing dent in the once jagged road that looked already cut up and twisted from the war.

Now the place looked like an old, dried up watering hole. The surrounding buildings collapsed at last from the immense power struggle between the two beings.

Infinite's body now looked like Sonic's from before, quaking on the ground as the muscles tried to gather enough force to push themselves out of the crater. He reached his arm up to lift himself from the sneak attack.

"Clever… You've allowed yourself to slip into misery… to defeat me?" he mocked Sonic once more, almost flattered, looking up with an unphased eye as if the blow was only a surprise and not an inconvenience.

"You'd have to equal more than Chaos's own strength before even beginning to hope at avenging the planet you failed…"

His hand gestured out as he now stood perfectly upright as if the attack never happened. His recovery even surprised Sonic, as Sonic's rage continued to create darker wisps around his body. His elbows were crooked and angled down while his hands flexed towards the darkening sky at the sheer amount of power within them.

"Go. Now."

"Demanding me?"

Sonic turned his body, as he began to worry about something far more important than himself.

His head never left the direction of Infinite before saying his final words.

"Our battle isn't over, Infinite… Eggman's war isn't won… I'm not done."

"…Of course not. We still have plenty of time to…"

Infinite stepped forward and flicked out a finger with a twist of his wrist as if being cordial in a creepy kind of way.

"Catch up."

Sonic's eyes glared deeper into a frightening look.

The threat was only greeted with Infinite pivoting sharply to the air, about-facing from Sonic, "Hmph." He flicked his tail and took off in another direction, having given his 'welcome' to Sonic's return and departing to report his findings to Eggman.

Sonic reached the now moonlit border that separated the battle-worn city from the woodland areas, a piece of grassy hill that lengthened the distance resembled its metaphorical bridge between the destroyed and the living.

Lying down beside a slanted and flattened rock, lay a beautiful but injured Amy Rose.

He approached with little expression, his head slowly turning left and right over her frame, as if his shining white sockets still had the ability to see the things around him.

He knelt down and placed a hand to his knee.

'It's got to be my fault she was all the way out here…' He concluded and looked to her state of wellbeing.

She wasn't looking so good… bruises were forming, some purple with brown outlines, and others blue and bear with burns from robotic lasers.

She was breathing lightly, not a good sign, but her eyes weren't strained, so she must be peacefully asleep.

Still… she looked exhausted and spent, maybe worse than he was.

He reached a sudden involuntary hand out to her.

Unable to process why, his eyes widened and he looked back at his trembling hand, before gripping it in rage.

'What's wrong with me? What was I planning to-!?'

She stirred then, feeling the dark pressure of his presence that was emanating from his core of unchecked, rampant emotions.

He felt shame then.

She blinked her eyes open as he lowered his quarreling hands… one hand gripping his wrist and the other trembling in his powerful rage. He leaned back, away from her, as if afraid of himself… He wasn't sure if he wanted her to see him in this state or not.

'What… state even is this?' he wondered, as she took a glance at his face.

It must have been quite a look… dark essence radiating around him like black, foreboding flames that mystified her vision into fear; his white sockets glowed to outshine the moonlight, but his voice instantly swayed her back to loving worry.

"Are you alright?"

It was his voice, but it seemed… different… somehow.

"Sonic..?"

He didn't answer, just stared at her in his intimidating state.

This was worse than her finding him when he was a werehog…

"What are you doing here?"

He asked, but his voice was so serious, so full of stern restraint.

"I.. I came to find you."

"It's dangerous."

His eyes narrowed as his voice automatically ranged to a scold.

The sudden shift in tone made her blink her eyes further, not sure if she was dreaming this odd vision or if the dream was truly taking place.

"Umm… I came…" she closed her eyes, trying to speak through her weariness. "To find you…"

She stirred only a moment longer before she fainted, rolling off the rock as an immediate hand reached out to catch her.

He was surprised at how aggressive the action was. It wasn't himself at all.

He felt her consciousness slip under his grasp, and suddenly his darker form faded as a look of deep sorrow penetrated through his face.

He still had no control over how he was feeling, he wasn't focusing on it right now, he just couldn't with everything that was on his mind.

And possibly, his heart.

"Amy…"

He felt himself gasping for control over his emotions again, but failing miserably as he remembered returning to find her at the epicenter of Infinite's destruction. She must have come running out of the bunker once the communicators showed his signal coming back on, and the video footage from her wide-screen computer proving that he truly had returned.

He had raced around, gleefully showing off with a dramatic flair that he had returned, but no one seemed to praise or cheer.

All he got was blank looks of mixed emotions. Some were puzzled, others disappointed, maybe upset, but most looked as though he had betrayed them.

Well, to not exaggerate fully, there were those that saw him as a miracle. They hoped he was the sign they were looking for- that the war could be won, even if Sonic had first failed…

'It wasn't my fault I disappeared, Infinite-!' He shook his head, trying to distract himself and remember this wasn't about him right now.

He gripped Amy closer, realizing she was the first one who went running to him when he had returned. He hoped that Tails and the others would do the same but with no consequences this time…

Moving up, he reverted back to his darker form and peered down at her; losing all sense of expression on his face.

His muzzle was becoming enclosed with darkness, giving him an unknown countenance, but his eyes shaped to look frustrated and conflicted. He had shifted in an instant back into his uncontrollable emotions, and they were taking back their dominance over him again. He noticed the shift… but almost didn't care.

He wasn't going to push it down this time. He just didn't have the strength nor tolerance to fight it back right now.

He watched his handshake in rage again, looking to it and back at Amy.

He lowered it delicately to her head.

The darkness whipped like ghostly tongues, moving her quills slightly as Sonic was momentarily paused by the image.

'What… have I turned into?' He pulled his hand back, afraid to touch her in this state.

However, he had to get her home…

He looked around, sensing no enemies that lay in wait up ahead, and tried to reach his arms around her waist.

He could barely feel her body breathing… and a sudden rush of worry and panic rose into his chest.

He quickly stood up, looking to her, shaking her in his arms as she went limp.

"Amy!"

She didn't answer, and with his strength so wild, he accidentally shook her more violently than before.

"Amy!"

He burst through the skyline like a dark comet, wheeling her through the sky as the air-pressure pushed her now frail body up against him at dangerous speeds. His anger drew him faster and faster through the open air until…

He zipped out of sight.

A moment later, he broke the sound barrier by the headquarters. His body stood upright at the abrupt halt as air blasted behind him and whipped his quills forward. He tensed his body and frowned, glaring deeper as he floated down to Amy's window… He didn't mean to shatter it…

He made sure to let himself get cut and avoid further injury to Amy.

'Whatever I'm feeling inside… must be affecting my outside.' Sonic concluded, looking to see the darkness that lingered on his body fade the more he worried about Amy…

He attempted to place her down in her bed, hopping down and through the window, before once again desiring for some unknown reason to check her again…

He reached for her face that was turned away from him, laying helplessly- without any sign of motion- on the bed,…

The darkness once again encompassed her face, and she began to turn in her sleep, feeling the suffocating air block her breathing with its grasp.

Unaware of the cause of her movement, he stopped his hand and moved it away.

Then, he collapsed.

Amy never knew he had fallen by her bedside. She only understood that she was found with him and that he was injured.

She fell under the treatment's medication which loosened her muscles and softened the pain… but there was a worry in everyone's eyes at her final, conscious words…

"Dark…"

She stated, but not having enough breath to elaborate as the medicine lulled her back into her deepening sleep once more.

"Sonic…"

. . . . . . .

Sonic's eyes began to flicker open. He scanned the white tiled room, waiting out the blur on his eyes, which weren't accustomed to the well-lit room yet.

"Amy..?" he faintly called out, before another familiar voice spoke up.

"She's… well, if it weren't for you, she'd be in a lot worse condition right now."

"…Emm… Tails?" Sonic rose a hand up to his face, covering the light from his recovering eyes, before looking with curiosity to his arm. "I'm…" '-Back to normal again...'

"Just fine!" Knuckles then came into view, it had to be him. The pudgy red blur seemed to be folding his arms and then gesturing some sort of greeting to Sonic. "You really had us worried! Glad you're back, Sonic."

"Heh." Sonic smiled, letting the still weary arm fall down over his adjusting eyes. 'Good old Knuckles… Tails…'

"Although… I'm really worried about Amy at this point."

Sonic's eyes flashed open, his arm moving off of them. They scanned the ceiling but seemed to be focused on something entirely different.

Was Silver in the room too?

"Is she still not recovering well?" Tails had both hands gripping lightly to Sonic's gurney, before turning to look at Silver, "I thought by now… they would both be healing at the same rate as each other…"

"Well…" Knuckles gruffed, readjusting himself as well, and looked down, "Ahh…" he rubbed his chin, looking away, "Amy's injuries were pretty severe… she walked straight into Infinite's path while looking for Sonic's signal… I can't imagine her healing with the same speed as Sonic right now…"

Sonic's eyes trembled, they shifted around as tears almost threatened to emerge behind them. "Amy..?"

The three suddenly turned to Sonic.

"Amy…" his eyes were flashing between memories, having seen her beneath Infinite's destructive path, her fallen body, the ashes rolling off her frame as Infinite turned to then see him.

"Amy…Amy… AMYYY!"

Sonic began to flail and kick the covers off, his dark form triggering and his unchecked rage controlling him once more. "Why are you worried about me!? Get Amy! Help her! HELP HEEEERRR!"

"Woah!" Tails fell backwards, as the three shielded themselves with their arms at the immense, darkwave power blasting them back from Sonic.

His darkness created a pressurized atmosphere, pushing gravity down and out from around him as he screamed, powering himself up without noticing what he was doing.

"AHHHH!"

"Tails! Put him under!" Silver cried out, as Tails rolled up from off the ground, fighting the force and looking to Silver, having a hand up to fight against the pressure.

"What's happening to him?" He gritted his teeth, not fully able to keep his head upright.

"Do it now!" Silver cried out, as his feet started to give way and he began kneeling to Sonic's outrage.

Tails quickly crawled the best he could to the side of the gurney, flicking the switch on and up'ing the dose of medication going into Sonic.

After a few moments, the fast droplets of medicine began flowing into Sonic's bloodstream.

His scream almost instantly stopped, and the pressure died down. Sonic's arched back and lifted legs began to slowly drop, but his mouth still hung open, allowing him to pant. He could feel the medicine lulling him back to stability, feeling it gently massaging the anger down and back beneath his being.

His eyes faded from their white to a dark blue, revealing he even had eyes under the brilliant white that encompassed his eye-sockets.

He rested his head back down, before looking back over the ceiling… "Leave me… attend her… help her… help her…" he slipped out of his rage… his dark fur fading… and fell back to sleep as his head swayed left and the wires from above the room snapped out and dangled around.

Loose items suddenly collapsed or shattered at the return of gravity and normalized pressure.

The three panted before Knuckles fell on his hand.

"What… just happened?"

(And so… our story begins~)