(Omg! Sorry it took so long! I was preoccupied with school and I was so freakin lazy I didn't feel like updating anymore! I have to get in the habit of updating regularly instead of leaving people at a cliff hanger for about almost a year? This chappie's supposed to be an explanation of the whole story. I guess I should do better though. Don't hate me if it's kinda boring! Yeah so now I'm back! Hope you enjoy!;D)WARNING LEMON AND RAPE!

Chapter 7:

(Amy's POV)

I sighed, flipping through channels on my flat screen television. I was slumped on the couch with Rosy sitting on my lap, clapping her little arms; she clearly adored the program. The bright screen made my eyes ache, that I threw at, hitting the off button in one shot. "PHEW!" the screen abruptly shut off.

"Chao?" Rosy turned around to face me. Her eyes widened then squinted and she crossed her arms. "Chao! Chao!" she pointed to the TV, clearly not happy that I shut off "Chao Tubbies." "Chao!" she flew off from my lap to pick up the remote and turned it on again.

"Ugh!" I groaned, face palming myself. "Rosy, as much as your cute and small; that doesn't change the fact the I hate that show!" I yelled. "Honestly, what is the fun in watching cute chaos like you running around and eating Chao Custard? Wouldn't it be better if you went outside and did that?" I got up and pointed at the window. "Chao? Chao!" Rosy turned toward me again, and then looked outside. "Chao?" she smirked, pointing at the pitch, black dark sky.

"Te! Whatever! Trying to be smart ass, huh?" I rubbed her small head playfully. "Geez, now you're acting like me!" I laughed, while Rosy giggled too.

"Chao!" she lunged at me from the floor. I caught her arms and spun her around like a mother with her daughter. "Speaking of mothers and daughters," I frowned, ceased playing with Rosy and carried her upstairs. "Chao!" Rosy was struggling in my grasp.

"You've watched enough TV! It's time to go to bed!" I put the fussy Rosy in her new, pink and fluffy chao bed. Okay, really it was a big furry pillow, but Rosy didn't mind. She tackled it, punching and kicking the pillow bed with her round fists and feet. "Whoa! I guess Chao Tubbies wasn't the only thing you were watching!" I snickered. "What have you watch you rebel chao! Don't make me put parental controls on the TV!"

"Knock, Knock" "Amy, can I come in?" Cream tapped the door.

"Sure!" I called back, relaxing on the bed with my arms crossed behind my head. Politely as she did, Cream stepped in holding a sleeping Cheese, cradled in her arms. "See? Why can't you be like that?" I mocked Rosy. She just put a "I-really-don't-give-a-shit" kind of expression on her baby-like, pink face; Rosy yawned and turned around to face the wall, pulling a yellow duck baby blanket around her.

"Ha! She really acts like you now doesn't she? Nice job being a good role model!" Cream scoffed sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"Hey I really didn't ask her to copy me! Besides, she looks kinda adorable when she acts so tough!" I giggled.

"Well, be careful now. First, they look cute then they'll act like demons!"

"Speaking of demons, what's the scoop on them?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"Ah, as you know, my mother told me stories of Mobius Angels since I was just a little girl. Originally, after the creation of our planet there were seven powerful beings created to watch over the land. Each represented an element, or a different power, if you will, for the intention of keeping our world in balance. Forests, oceans, lakes, flowers, and animals flourished abundantly at the seemingly tranquil world of the newly born Mobius."

"About these seven beings," I interrupted. "Were they considered goddesses?"

"Not necessarily. They thought it was better to just protect the life of the planet, not rule it. These seven often got there power from an unbelievably powerful source. It can never be destroyed; however, it can be easily manipulated if one knew how to use it. This is where these demons that have been attacking recently come in. Of course, they didn't just appear suddenly. Legend has it that these heinous creatures were the regrets and evil thoughts of the people who lived there during that time period. The evil aura grew so strong; it consumed the source of power of the angels. A being, so terrible, it feasted on the aura growing strong enough to become a life form to exist in our world. It began killing senselessly, gobbling up the souls of innocent people to become a pure, realistic form of the devil. Provoked, the angels confronted it, attempting to contain and eradicate it from the face of Mobius." Cream paused, staring into space.

"Let me guess, they weren't successful?" I sighed in disappointment.

"It wasn't an easy task. No matter how infinite their strength was, no matter how many people and places they managed to save, the process would start back up again. It became a never ending war of deceit and bloodshed. The angels couldn't comprehend the stubbornness of this monstrosity. They realized that since the being was created exactly from the same thing that formed them; there was no point in eliminating it if it was just going to resurrect. "

"So the source of life and power wasn't just one of peace and prosperity?" I inquired, frowning." Then what? Is it just a neutral source of energy?"

"Precisely, this isn't just a person or a god we're talking about. It can't judge what's good or bad, right and wrong, or justice and injustice. It's just a source of energy!"

"This hardly makes much sense!" I shook my head. "If it's just a source of energy how can it create seven powerful beings and a planet to boot if it doesn't have a mind of its own?"

"That's why people just say it's a story or a myth. It doesn't have to make a lot of sense because it's fictional right?"

"Cream, I don't know if you noticed, but these demons and our powers don't seem like a dream to me! I actually felt invincible! I even felt getting almost getting sliced to pieces by those monsters!"

"Hey most of this is new to me, too! The temples around Mobius don't actually explain the whole story. Parts of the inscriptions were worn away or smashed to bits. I'm just stating what I know." Cream's ears drooped a little. Her eyes were watery and her bottom lip was quivering.

"Hey! Hey! Don't cry on me now!" I sat up and patted her back, guiltily. "I didn't mean to be so rash!"

"It's not that!" she shook her head, blubbering. "It's just this stupid destiny! I mean I just saw my mother again in a vision after all this time! Was I supposed to suddenly believe I was to become a guardian when I didn't choose to? Fate's just too cruel!" She sobbed, tears falling onto Cheese's face. I quickly wiped them off with my shirt, seeing Cheese fidget as I did so. "Look, Cream. I never chose this type of life either, but think of all the good it's done so far!"

"Good?" Cream snorted. "Good? What kind of good is getting my house destroyed and almost all my mother's belongings erased away?" wiping her tears with her sleeve.

"Are you forgetting these powers saved our lives?" I shouted incredulously. "It wouldn't have mattered if your belongings were gone if you'd have gone with them. The point is that good would come eventually even if times are hard. It has so far, so there's no point in me lecturing you about it!"

Cream sniffed. "You're right about that. It's just after seeing mom for the first time in four years just-"she sniffed again.

"Here," I handed her a tissue box from on top of my dresser.

"Thanks," she blew her nose with such a loud, "Pfffffffffffffffffffff!" that Cheese and Rosy woke with a start.

"Chao?" they groaned, rubbing their eyes.

"Hehe, sorry I woke you," Cream chuckled sheepishly.

In response, they looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

"Chao chao?" Cheese put a hand on Cream's face, his eyes the size of dinner plates.

"I'm alright, Cheese," Cream smiled. "How about I put you to bed first?"

"Chao?" Cheese released himself out of Cream's grasp while she yelped in surprise. "Chao? Cream chao chao?" he crossed his arms and frowned floating in front of Cream and I.

"Chao?" Rosy floated right beside him.

Cream sighed. "You guys really aren't convinced are you? "

"Chao! Chao-chao!" Cheese shouted, as if to say "You're dam right I'm not! And I've known you for like how long?"

"I'm not surprised. Cream, don't forget we're all here for you on this. You're not the only one going through this. In fact, five others will feel the same way. Am I right?" I laid a hand on her shoulder.

She nodded. "Yes, God I feel so stupid now! Crying like that! I'm thirteen now!" she perked up.

"Chao!" both Cheese and Rosy cheered.

"Now about the rest of the story," I urged Cream to continue.

"Oh yeah! Well, as I was saying there wasn't much to the inscriptions that could explain the entire story. Some of the parts were erased in-between so there are events left out. What archeologists could gather was that these seven had no choice but to crush the source of power."

"Wouldn't that kill them as well?"

"Yes it eventually did, but not before sealing a part of their abilities in these." Cream lifted her pendant out from around her neck. "They sealed the heart of their power in what we know as today, the Chaos Emeralds!"

"Whoa! So the Chaos Emeralds are linked to this? Wait, what about the Master Emerald?"

"It's possibly the source as well! The Master Emerald controls the Chaos Emeralds just as the heart controls the angels. All of these emeralds can be used for good or evil, depending upon the person."

"How does that explain that Sonic, Shadow, and Silver can use them?"

"Like I told you! Chosen people can use the emeralds for whatever purpose they intend to use them. Only the angels can use the full extent though. As Knuckles, the angels, before leaving to go sacrifice themselves told a particular race, the echidnas to always protect the master emerald and the chaos emeralds once they were gone."

"That was such a dumb idea!" I face palmed. "Over how many times has Knuckles lost the Master Emerald. Another thing, the echidnas, or at least most of them, were a few sandwiches short of a picnic. "

"Perhaps it was their strength and sense of duty gave them the privilege?" Cream shrugged. "Either way they were, so at the final battle the devil was sealed away in another dimension in a vessel known as the Scepter of Darkness. The angels were too weak to completely beat him, but they managed that their children, the next generation of angels will take their mother's place and demolish the evil monster. Meanwhile, until that time comes their true power resides in their hearts, their pendants, and the chaos emeralds; these represent their souls. Each emerald represents one element; light, wind, water, fire, earth, life, and darkness. The time of which their daughters will reincarnate will be the time of another war of Mobius."

"A war, huh? This really sucks but at the same time cool! I can't believe we're daughters of the most powerful beings on the planet!" I giggled. "Even more powerful than Sonic, Shadow, and Silver combined!"

"This is a war we are supposed to battle, Amy! We need to be serious about this! There's even a possibility one of us could get killed!" Cream shivered.

"That won't happen!" I shouted. "Not if I can help it! Once we gather the rest of the angels we'll all put an end to this misery!" I raised a fist in the air enthusiastically.

"CHAAAAAAO!" Cheese and Rosy let out a cute war cry. Cream and I laughed in hysterics, and looked at the clock.

"Holy crap it's 11:30!" I exclaimed, digging my hands in my hair. "You little ones seriously need to get to bed!" I grabbed Rosy from the air and placed her gently on her pillow-bed. "Go to sleep now, okay?" I kissed Rosy's cheek and tucked her in her little duck blanket.

"Chao..." she yawned, fluttering her tiny eyes and almost immediately fell asleep.

"That goes for you too, Mr.!" Cream grabbed Cheese and placed him over her shoulder. "Night, Amy!"

"Night, Cream! Thanks for the story!" I called back, closing the door and turning off the light.

I heard a muffled "You're welcome" and "Chao!"

I stretched and pulled the covers over me. Breathing softly, my eyelids fluttered in slow motion; the soft, continuous breathing of Rosy lulled me to slumber.

In a large white brick castle suspended in dark space, I sat among hanging garden atop of the many roofs of the dreamy fortress. Many white lilies surrounded me, their petals reflecting the shining moon of this space. I sat content in lacy, white dress with spaghetti straps; the simple gown spread in a circle like the petals of the lilies. I spotted a lone blue lily among them a few yards away. Staggering up from the grass, I floated and alighted right beside it, gently pulling it out. The smell was heavenly, kind of a masculine scent to it.

"Amy?" a familiar voice called out to me. Out of nowhere Sonic stood there in a flowing shirt with a large collar spread out neatly to expose his collar bone in neck. Black, silky pants trailed down his legs. My blue savior stood there as a handsome prince in a perfect scene of tranquility (kind of corny right?) .

"Sonic!" I straightened up and leaped in his arms, just like old times.

"Amy!" he chuckled and wrapped his arms around me in a tight embrace.

"Sonic, what are you doing here?"I laughed, gazing into his emerald green eyes.

"I'm always here for my princess!" he lifted my chin up to look deeper into those two jewels of his. (Oh gimme a break! I feel sick typing this!)

The scene around us shifted into a distorted version, disappearing quickly and reforming in to a large bedroom. We were lying on a large king-sized bed (uh-oh!;D) with red velvet drapes hanging over the top. The mattress was pillow-soft and the red rose pattern blanket was no exception. There were no other objects in the black wall painted room and white tiled floors. Sonic was over me, gazing critically at my face, like something he didn't approve of.

"What is it Sonic?" I cocked my head in wonder. This obviously didn't seem right. His frown turned into a sinister grin.

"Whatever do you mean my princess?" Sonic chuckled darkly. His eyes had a reddish sort of tinge to them. His fur was slowly turning from navy blue to a lime green shade. Instead of that nice white princely shirt and silk pants, he just sported a black flaming jacket.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I screeched at the top of my lungs, instinctively trying to slip out from under him or kick him in the balls. As much as my brain kept telling my body to repeatedly DO SOMETHING, I stayed as paralyzed as a doll.

"Hehehehehehe…you look so cute when you're scared!" Scourage cooed in my ear. I blinked rapidly a couple of times and found out exactly where we were. I or "we" were still in my room, except I had purple glowing chains attached to the corners of the walls stretching my body like an "X." In the middle of all the chaos, Rosy still slept, undisturbed from my predicament.

"Rosy? Rosy? ROSY!" I screamed, but to no avail.

"Sorry babe! See this?" Scourage tapped the air around us. When he tapped it, the space began forming to purple distorted shapes where his fingers touched. "As you can possibly guess, this force field is sound proof. Even better is that if anyone wakes up and tries to check on our little session; they'll only see a mirage of you sleeping like a baby!" he folded his hands, cocked his head and laid his hands under it, mockingly. "Pretty well thought out wouldn't you say, my little heart angel?" he chuckled.

"If you think I'm gunna let you lay a finger on me, think again you cheeky bastard!" I spat in his face.

"Yck! You just don't wanna admit it, do you?" he wiped his cheek with a gloved hand.

"I have you right where I want you, and as for you little friends, I don't think they'll help you this time!" he took his black leather gloves off and tossed them at the wall. Scourage slid of his jacket and shoes, placing them right at the side of the bed. While taking off his sunglasses he snickered, "Face it, you're completely helpless! Can you guess what I'm about to do you now?" he was utterly naked over me, inching ever more closely to my face. I whimpered, feeling like a silent doll, unable to move, and currently not being able to speak. "Hehe…Awwww you can talk anymore can you? That was a spell by the way….so you can't speak to transform!" He wrapped his arms around my neck fiddling with the strap of my pendant, only to be shocked by pink static. "Shit!" he waved his now red sizzling fingers. "Oh well, time to begin!" he slowly slid my pajama shirt of me, which was now hanging over me on the upper chains. He licked his lips, gazing hungrily at my bra. In one swoop, he tore it off my chest exposed breasts.

"Nice hooters there sweetie!" he licked his lips once more, squeezing the right breast before putting in his mouth. "EEEEAHHHHH!" I screeched inside my head, feeling his long tongue around a tit. The nerve of him to bite and suck it left a bunch of purple marks around it. He continued with the left with equal aggression; squeezing, suckling, and biting until he got bored. "Don't think I forgot that kiss you owe me!" he sneered, forcefully attacking my mouth with his watermelon tasted one. I couldn't crunch his tongue for swirling around mine, and even worse I couldn't help but let out a silent moan.

Well, guess what it wasn't silent!

"You like that, huh?" he ceased making out with me and smiled. "Lust is something that's hard to control, you'll soon find out more for yourself!" he slid my pants off slowly, probably to frighten me even more; unfortunately it was working…

All that was left was my lacy, flower pattern panties, "Oh! Why the fuck did I have to go to Victoria's Secret!" I cursed myself. Without a word, Scourage ripped them off with his sharp, fang-like teeth. Looking at my face, he slid one finger inside me. "YCK!" I winced, that kind of hurt. In a slow, steady motion, he kept moving his finger in and out of me. I felt myself getting wet at his harsh touch, even more when he jabbed in another finger. I whimpered, "yelling" "NO, NO, NO, NO!" I let out a louder uncontrollable moan as he kept pumping with three fingers instead of two, this time getting faster and faster.

My breathing became rapid as he ceased, and looked at my flower, admiring his twisted work. Then quickly his face came into contact with my pulsating womanhood, licking off whatever he could, reaching with his tongue deeper and deeper. Without thinking, I climax in his face, regretting as I did so. No, he didn't stop, but ate out and made out to make me wet again. Scourage lifted his head, and licked off the rest of my juices off his face. "I'm pretty sure you enjoyed that," he chuckled. With his muscular arms he spread my legs further and straddled himself, to be comfortable over me. I could feel his hard member against my pulsating, wet flower. I didn't turn my head forward to look down, but I could still feel that his groin was big, too big; I closed my eyes to brace for immense pain.

Without warning, he forcefully jabbed his member inside me. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" I hollered. This freak intends to split me in half! My walls closed tight around it, but it made no effort to slow him down. Instead, he goes faster. The tightness, the pain of something invading my innocence that should never be there put me over the edge. "Get off! Get off! Get off! Mobius Heart Angel! MOBIUS HEART ANGEL!" I waited in vain for an answer.

"Gah! OHHHHH!" Scourage grunts turned into a full out moan as he released his demon seed. He panted more a few moments, resting his head on my chest. "T-that-w-was-p-retty-g-good!" he stammered. "He-he look, don't think I'm done!" he chuckled maniacally.

What an ASS!

Scourage's POV (ohhhhhh nooooooooooooo!)

The look on her face was too precious to resist, I couldn't just stop then and there! Instead, I advanced my pelvis over her face, watching her emerald eyes grow wider. The look of pure horror persuaded tears to continually cascade her cheeks. No matter how hot she seemed when she was scared a pang of guilt attacked my throat. All I ever wanted was to make her feel my desire, my passion.

Something that blue piece of shit of a twin could never offer her in millennia.

Deep in her heart, I know she wants this; I could hear her faint moans when her walls closed in around my groin. Her entrance felt so tight I just couldn't stop. Just to give her delicate flower a break, my crotch closed in on her lips. She shook her head no, beads of sweat flying in all directions. My face came close to hers, halting my probing erection to a stop, lifting my pelvis away, I lifted up her chin to gaze into my eyes. I gave her a tender kiss, to show her I meant no fatal harm, but if this was the only way to show her then I'd have gladly done it.

"What's wrong, babe? Am I too aggressive for ya? If you'd please work with me here, this wouldn't be so painful," I gave her a sincere look. With a wave of my hand and purple sparkles over her mouth I undid the spell causing her muteness.

Realizing this she took this opportunity to spit in my face and yell "Never in my life will I be seduced into loving you! You're just a horny bastard with no sense of sensitivity. WHY SHOULD GIVE IN? DO I HAVE TO SPELL THIS OUT TO YOU SO YOU'LL UNDERSTAND? I-L-O-V-E-S-O-N-I-C! I LOVE SONIC! MOBIUS HE-"

I cut her off with a hard punch to her lip. "You really are stubborn little bitch aren't you?" I growled, clenching my fist. "After all he did to you, you still forgive him? You've had the opportunity to abandon him and now you've done it again!"

Amy's head turned to face me, with only a look of pure disgust. She was unfazed my sincerity, even if when I confronted her so long ago she still pushed me away. ….

It didn't matter anymore! I was so consume with rage, I placed my hand on her pendant. The pink electricity sensed my powers again, but swiftly my hand glowed purple and I grabbed the stone. In resistance it shocked me, the burning sensation traveling all over my body. The agony was so excruciating, the pendant almost sucked the life from me. Using most of my dark power I consumed her energy in a shell. At once the pendant ceased releasing bolts of electricity and I panted heavily.

In triumph, I smirked while gazing at the now useless pendant. The pink jewel on it faded to a black stone, the gold became dull.

Amy's POV

I had no idea what he did but I didn't like it one bit. Slowly his hand inched closer to my eyes slowly, his curled up smirk never ceasing. My vision became black and I was numb again.

My body felt weightless as I floated in nothingness again.

"Amy…." A familiar voice echoed, but even fainter this time. "There isn't much I can do for you after this point, but I've decided to help one final time if we ever meet again. The transparent woman with the gold Victorian gown appeared again. Her face was melancholy, of sympathy and also disappointment.

"Scourage…he…I…" was all I could muster when I burst into tears.

"Amy, what he did was of no fault of yours, but be warned that this is one of the last times I can come in your time of need. My time here is fading, but before I go…" she held her palm out and hovered it over my innocence. Her hand glowed bright gold and immediately I felt something was removing itself; the pain was ebbing quickly. The swelling of my lip shrank to normal. I hugged myself and closed my eyes as I felt warm and cozy. I lifted my head up and stared back to her eyes, filled with warmth but sorrow.

"Amy Rose, this night has never happened, Scourage never infiltrated your room and you are cleansed," she said firmly. "Be on your guard and protect those who need you. Her form vanished and I was back in bed within seconds. My mind spun around in a daze, but I was in perpetual bliss, or so I thought. I sat up, shook my head vigorously, and flashed my eyes to the clock. It was only 3:00a.m. The Grinch green bastard was nowhere, thankfully.

I couldn't help but hold a hand to my abdomen, and not feel in the least discomfort. So it really didn't happen? So where was Scourage now then? I don't know, and I don't care. The next time I see him he'll regret what he would have done to me! But then, what she did…was it chaos control? It didn't look like it at all but I'm glad she was able to help me. What did she mean that she hadn't had time left?

I slapped my forehead, undid the clasp at the back of my neck and held out the pendant in regret. The shining gold shell no longer looked pure; instead it was a dusty gold color. The worst part was the jewel in the center that wasn't pink anymore, but jet black like onyx.

"Mobius Heart Angel," I whispered to it. Nothing happened, not even a spark.

Shit. It didn't work. Scourage did something to it, or would have done something to it, but why is my pendant still not working? Was he here after all? Or did the spell he cast was irreversible even with Chaos Control? "Mobius Heart Angel, Mobius Heart Angel, Mobius Heart Angel!" I was so close to yelling, that Rosy stirred in her sleep. Shit. Again

What happens now that I can't transform? What about Cream and the other five angels? Do I just sit in the sidelines? No. Dammit. I shook my head again. Worse still I was heavily drowsy, so I didn't feel alert enough to wake Cream and inform her. I don't think she's going to like this. Scourage has a lot against me, yet somehow deep in my heart I don't blame him. It happened so long ago. Then again, he had no right to plan to violate me.

The tears came back and I covered myself with the blanket again, and silently cried myself to sleep. I hope it will be better in the morning.

Okay! I know this chap wasn't something most people expected, but I did it! I felt so disgusted typing the rape scene, but it's rated M after all. Sorry it took so long, I was lazy but I finished it! I hope to finish the next one two, though it may take long because it's way different from the written version I made a long time ago. Please review!:)