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So I did and here you have it!", "writing": "[center][b][u]Just One Bad Day: Chapter 1[/u][/b][/center]\n\n[b][u]Shadow's POV[/u][/b]\n\nMy life was good, great even! I had a nice place of my own, a stable job at the human military, G.U.N, friends who cared for me and more than enough money in my bank account to ensure a stable financial life for myself and my loving husband of little over a year, Sonic.\nI worked hard to get where I am today. I made something of this life of mine that began in a simple incubation tube. I started as something considered less than vermin and worked my way up the ladder. Days, weeks, months and even years I spend working my ass off.\nAfter a three year relationship, Sonic had finally popped the question and I, excited beyond believe, said 'yes'. We've been married for little over a year now and already we have been thinking of expanding our family.\nJust one bad day took all of that away from me.\nI don't know why they did it. Their motivation was completely lost to me. All I knew was who they were. I recognised some of them from work, familiar faces I used to see nearly every single day until they inevitably got fired from G.U.N after countless of complaints, failed missions and going AWOL more times than anyone cared to count.\nNo one knew for sure what had happened to them. We simply thought they went on with their lives, getting new jobs and generally moving further in life. But to me, it became painfully obvious that 'moving on' was none-existent in their lives.\nThey held a grudge, one that ran deep. The three women and fourteen men that made up the team that got banned from the military headquarters didn't blame themselves or eachother for all of the mistakes they each and individually made on their own. They blamed the people they once worked with, the people who rightfully reported their asses and complained about them.\nMe included.\nAnd what do you do when you want to make sure to get your message of revenge across? By going after one of the military's big shots of course.\nSomehow they found out where one of my missions was situated, went there ahead of time and waited at my destination for me to arrive.\nTheir scheme for revenge went exactly as planned. They got there before me, I arrived and discovered them with shock and they got a few good punches and kicks in, but soon they're plan fell apart because they hadn't accounted for the power my slender and short body, my body refusing to grow past the age of fifteen because it's apparently not a good idea to put growing bodies in suspended animation, contained.\nI kicked all of their sorry asses and tried to knock some sense into them. I planned on knocking them out and handing them over to the authorities. But my plan was ruined when they pulled out more dangerous weaponry. I might not die so easily, but I wasn't planning on losing to a bunch of rogues soldiers. They threatened to blow my head off, knowing it would just regenerate, wanting to use the opportunity to do unspeakable things to me to try and get their message across to Commander Tower himself.\nSo I used the strongest attack I had, a Chaos Blast.\nUnfortunatly, I had underestimated the strength of my own attack in my panic and ended up doing more than just knocking them back.\nI was completely drained and fell to my knees, I had put more into that one attack than I should've. When the dust settled and my dizziness faded just enough for me to look around, my eyes met carnage.\nEverything nearby in the warehouse was destroyed. The crates, the forklift, some of the support beams took quite a beating too, but they were much too strong to give in.\nBut the most concerning damage were the broken bodies lying on the ground all around me.\nMy chest and throat felt constricted as my head snapped from one direction to the next, looking around me and witnessing what my Chaos Blast had caused. Their unmoving bodies lied bleeding on the floor, limpless and not breathing. Their faces held the last look of utter horror as they realised much too late what I was about to say.\nThose seventeen people I had merely wanted to incapacitate, were killed instead. I killed them. I had actually killed seventeen people. They had been burned, mutilated, organ and bone crushed beneath the force of my attack. The only way for them to be identified would be through dental records.\nI had to turn my head away and cover my mouth with a hand, feeling physically ill. I can't believe I actually killed a human being, let alone seventeen of them!\nI felt numb and sedated. It was hard to breath and it felt like I couldn't move. I just sat there in the middle of the carnage as the realisation of what I had done sunk in.\nWhen the authorities arrived, after many complaints of gunfire and an explosion, and saw me, the only survivor, they immediatly took me into custody as a murder suspect. I didn't protest. I was much to sedated and lightheaded to do so. It almost felt like I wasn't even in my own body. Like all of this was happening to someone else.\nI killed seventeen people in one fell swoop. With the powers I used to protect and defend the people Maria loved so much, I had killed seventeen of them.\nI barely reacted as I was taken away, only stared at my feet in shock as I was locked up in a G.U.N cell, heavy cuffs specially designed for me weighed my wrists down. I lied down on the cot and curled up, staring at the wall.\nWhat was going to happen to me?\n\n\"Shadow, tell me it's not true!\" Sonic came a couple of days later and stood at the bars as he looked down on me. He's been trying to visit me for over a week, but only today was he allowed to see me.\nI had been unresponsive in shock for days, but Sonic's voice brought me out of my trance.\n\"Sonic!\" I shot up from the cot and stood in front of him, hands grabbing past the bars to try and cup his face, except the handcufs didn't allow it.\n\"Shadow, please tell me what I've heard isn't true. People are saying you're a mass murderer! But that can't be right, right? You'd never do such a thing!\" Sonic continued, taking one of my hands in his own since I couldn't reach him.\nWhen I didn't deny it, he let go and took a step back, staring at me in utter shock.\n\"Sonic, they attacked me! They were former G.U.N agents. They wanted to get back at G.U.N by attacking and kidnapping me. I only wanted to defend myself and called up a Chaos Blast, but it was much too strong! Please, you have to believe me, I only wanted to incapacitate them, I promise!\" I practically yelled, some desperation welling up when Sonic had taken a step away from me.\n\"I only wanted to defend myself, I never meant for this to happen.\" I repeated, trying to get him to believe me.\nAs much as he despised what happened to those people, concern for me conquered his shock.\n\"They tried to do what? Are you okay?\" I felt his hands on my cheeks.\n\"Yes, I'm fine.\" I lied.\nOf course, he saw right through it.\n\"Shadow...\"\nChaos, I don't like to worry, but I can't lie when he looks at me like that.\n\"I feel horrible. I know they tried to hurt me, but I can't sleep at night without seeing their burnt faces looking back at me. Every second of everyday they keep haunting me and it's driving me insane!\" I admitted and felt his thumb rubbing my cheek.\n\"Shad...\" Sonic was usually the one to comfort others, but for once he didn't know what to say. All he wanted was to wrap his arms around me and hold me close. He could see in my eyes just how much remorse I felt and that was all he needed.\nI leant into the touch. Sonic at my side was all I needed to get through this.\n\nAbout a month later the trial finally began.\nSonic managed to get me the best lawyer he could afford and the man tried his very best and pulled as much evidence of the group's malicious intent out as possible and tried to investigate several loopholes, but the fact still stood that I had pretty much comitted a mass murder.\nFor that, the public was out for blood.\n\"We know how Chaos Energy works. We know that it is often controlled by emotion and Shadow's abnormally powerful Chaos Blast was only a logical response to his fear at the time. He was in danger and his abilities acted according to his emotions. We understand this, but the public does not.\" Those were the Commander's words before the first day of the trial arrived.\nHe had attempted to keep everything from the public, but someone had leaked information out to a local newspaper. Because of this, though my victims were unforgivable people, the public wanted to see me punished.\nThey called me out on my crime, tried to assault me when I was transported from car to court room, paparazzi kept shoving their microphones in my face, asking me how I could've ever done something this unforgivable. Every eye in the courtroom looked down on me in a condescending manner, like they were staring at something disgusting.\nThe lawyer didn't like me either, but Sonic offered him alot of money, so he did his best. Besides him, the only two people who were at my side were Sonic and Rouge. The latter had brought along Knuckles, but he didn't seem as forgiving as my husband and his girlfriend. Sonic had already promised to stay by my side through it all, but I was still surprised to see Rouge sticking by me.\nAs a result, the public verbally attacked them too. Didn't matter if one of them had saved their ungrateful asses more than they bothered to count.\nIt was horrible, but neither one of them gave up. They stuck by me.\nBut things didn't look good for me.\nAs much as Sonic tried to remain by my side, the photographs of the many mutilated and charred bodies repulsed him. He could barely look at me without being reminded of what I did.\nThose people died screaming and that made anger well up inside.\nEven Rouge found it harder and harder to speak or even look at me.\nThe Commander stayed as stoic as ever, but he didn't butt into the trial. He gave what the lawyers asked for and that was that.\nSonic and Rouge were the only ones who still cared and I was losing them.\nWith every new detail, every new photograph, every bit of evidence found against me, they were driven further and further away from me.\nAnd then came the verdict.\nGuilty with life in a maximum security prison.\nAs an immortal, you can well imagine that to be a very long time.\nI was devestated while people rejoiced and the lawyer next to me simply didn't care, he was just sour that he lost.\nI had looked behind me to seek comfort from Sonic, but he was simply looking down with his arms crossed. It doesn't even look like he minds my sentence. He wasn't happy like everyone else, but he wasn't making a single attempt to comfort me either. He looked disconnected, didn't even try to make eye contact with me. Calling his name didn't help a thing. In fact he just cringed and tried to look away even more.\n\"Rouge.\" I had said and looked to the bat next, but as soon as she heard her name, Rouge got up from her seat and left. If that wasn't a clear sign of her abandonment, than I don't know what is.\nI was alone now, though I kept trying to convince myself that all Sonic needed was time.\n\nI was send to the newly build Prison Island Penitentiary, build where the remains of the old destroyed G.U.N HQ stood on Prison Island used to stand. A maximum security prison for the baddest of criminals. And what's more? I have spend the last six years filling the place up. About 3/4 of the prison's current population had beef with me for being send there and they wanted me to pay.\nYou can imagine just how glad they were to welcome me into their humble community.\nMy hoverskates were confiscated, so no speed. These enhanced inhibitor rings were clasped around my wrists, these ones were silver instead of my golden ones. They didn't save up my energy, but completely blocked it instead. I had no speed or powers to rely on, my overal strength was pushed back aswell.\nAll I had to count on were my agility and smarts and I doubted that would last me for the rest of my long, long life.\nThe convicts around me held back the first few weeks. They simply watched me from the corners of their eyes, smirking as if a plan was being schemed.\nThey enjoyed watching me squirm under their gaze, I could not hide how uncomfortabe they made me feel. Every second of every day I expected them to do something, anything. The fact that that didn't happen made me paranoid, made me look over my shoulder all the time. I was starting to contemplate picking a fight myself just to have something happen.\nBut both sides held back and so the first three weeks stayed peaceful for me. Well, as peaceful as prison could get.\nAnd then came shower day at the beginning of my fourth week.\nI was an hermaphrodite. I had never had any problem with that until I was thrown in here. Why I was thrown in here with my kind of gender I will never know.\nSonic had always loved my feminine gender and when plans for our family had come up, he had often stated how he'd love to impregnate me and watch my belly grow in excitement, awaiting the day our firstborn would come. In short, it was almost like he admired me for the simple fact that his wish for a family could become true even with his sexuality and without having to wait for years to adopt.\nThese people, they always watched me when I cleaned that part of me, like it was a piece of meat they were dying to devour. It creeped me out, I wanted them to stop, but, though I kept up a distance and emotionless appearance, I didn't make a move to make them stop.\nAnd then they made the move I feared them to one day make.\nIt was my cellmate who instigated it. He was a wolf with black, grey and dark blue mixed in his fur. His name was Leon. I don't remember him well, but apparently I had stopped him from continuing his murder and rape spree of young women.\nHe had been standing underneath the showerhead next to me and had been using shampoo to wash his thick fur. In one single move he had incapacitated me by pushing a very soapy hand into my eyes, making me yelp and stumble back.\n\"What the hell was that for?!\" I shouted at him and tried to rub the soap out of my eyes on reflex, but all that did was make my eyes burn and sting even more.\n\"How about payback?\" Leon's hoarse voice told me and suddenly I was pushed down to the ground. Because of the slippery wet floor, I came down with a hard thud, chin colliding harshly with the tiled floor.\nA chuckling reached my ears and I became aware that the other people present were gathering around me.\n\"Damn.\" I grimaced as I tried to wash the soap out of my eyes with water gathering on the floor, but even if it became easier for me to see, it was already too late.\nAn inmate, one who's obviously handled hedgehogs before, grabbed the quills on the back of my head and pushed my face down into the floor, making it difficult for me to breath as all I managed to get in was water mixed with soap.\nI clawed at his hand, but he didn't let go.\n\"Let me up! I swear if you don't let me up right now-\"\n\"Shut your mouth! We're not going to let a chance like this go by.\" The convict who held me down shut me up, his free hand grabbing my hips in a bruising grip and pulling them up and try to get easy access to my feminine gender.\n\"What the hell is wrong with you?! If you don't let me go right this very instance-\" Suddenly I was kicked in the face, my nose breaking in the process.\n\"Listen up, bitch. Many of us are here with a lifesentence because of you. We haven't had pussy in ages and here you are kindly offering it up to us on a silver platter. How could we ever refuse?\" Another man said, making it clear that they weren't about to lose this chance.\nI wanted to retort something, but my jaw ached and it didn't seem to want to listen to me anymore. I could only growl, which seemed to amuse them further.\nOh Chaos, why was I ever thrown in here? Many of these people had rape added to their long list of crimes. Who would've ever thought It'd be a good idea to throw an hermaphrodite in here?!\nWhen I could finally see, the first thing I noticed was that every single one of these men were horny and hard, their want for vengeance and my womanly gender the perfect combination to get them going.\n'No... No!' I began to yell louder and louder in my mind as I could feel the erection of the man behind me, a bear I had just noticed, push up against my most intimate part.\n'No, please.... That-that part.... Only Sonic's ever been allowed in there.' I begged mentally, but I didn't dare voice that out loud. My fear was still written all over my face, my teeth clattering, body trembling. I wanted to struggle, but feared that would end up being the move that would 'grant' the genital behind me access inside my body. And what's more? It feels like I'm frozen in place.\nMy tail, my only natural defence left down there, didn't help in the slightest as it was easily pushed aside.\nWith one snap of his hips, the bear pushed his short, thick manhood all the way inside, earning a cry of pain out of me, thrilling them even more.\nWIth my worst fears coming true anyway, I suddenly had the guts to struggle again and tried to claw the hand off and tried to move away. But all the bear did was pull my head back and tighten his grip on my hip to keep me steady as he began to move.\n\"Get out! Get the hell out!\" I started shouting as I vividly felt how my gender was being torn up because of how roughly he abused it, every thrust was torture on my unprepared birth canal. It felt so wrong to have anybody other than my husband in there.\nI could feel my Chaos Energy boiling in my veins, rushing beneath my skin, but I couldn't tap into it. It was right there, unmeasurable power right at my fingertips and I could not use a single ounce of it!\nThe feeling was enraging.\n\"Hey, he's got a nice pair of lips that could be put to good use. Would shut him up too.\" Someone kneeled in front of me and grabbed my ear to pull on my head and make it face his throbbing erection, though the bear's hold on my quills hadn't ceased yet.\n'No, Chaos, please. This can't be happening! Not to me! It just can't be!' I mentally shouted, keeping my lips pressed onto eachother, but it was no use. My lips were forced apart and the tip was forced inside.\nSo I bit down.\n\"Fucking hell, you stupid bitch!\" The mobian pulled away, holding onto his genitals with one hand while the other one punched me in the face.\nIt hurt like hell, but I was just satisfied with being able to hurt one of them.\n\"That wasn't very nice. Sluts are supposed to be thankful for the dicks that fill their tight holes.\" Another mobian, this time a fellow hedgehog, growled as he looked down on me.\n\"Dude, will you cum already? There are others who want a turn with him aswell.\" Someone told the bear as he kept his rapid, unforgiving thrusts up. Blood was running down my thighs as the water made for poor lubrication.\nThe stretch was terrible, the feeling of a stranger's masculine organ forcing itself inside of me was humiliating, the tearing on my inner walls was agonising.\nI wanted this to end, but at the same time I didn't want him to ejaculate.\nUnfortunatly, he did it anyway. He grabbed onto my hips with both of his hands this time, pushing himself inside as far as he could with that short manhood of his and came. His semen coated my inner walls and my womb, filling me up with even more shame. What could be more humiliating than this?\n\"Get out! Get out!\" I tried to struggle out of his grip, but with my physical strength pushed back, I stood no chance against a bear. All I managed to do was amuse them even further.\n\"Geez, all that whining and nagging. I know what'll cheer you up.\" The bear was pushed away from me and a bat, a white one, took his place behind me, pushing me on my back, pinning my body down with his and forcing his erection inside.\n\"No, please, don't do this to me!\" I cried out as I tried to rip him away from me, but I had no leverage.\nAs he set a fast and painful pace like the one before him, the others only watched on and chuckled at my petty attempts at stopping him.\nThis was humiliating. I literally just wanted to die and dissapear right then and there. I wanted them to stop. My heart and mind can't handle this!\nAnd yet, I couldn't force myself unconcious, I had to live through this.\nThere were so many men in this room and they expected me to satisfy each and every one of them, weither I was willing or not.\n\nThe wardens hadn't bothered to come for me until shower time was over and more than half of them had their way with me.\nThe water washed most of the blood and semen away, but it couldn't do anything about the bruises now littering my body, the cum forced into my womb or down my esophagus and it certainly didn't stand a chance against my shame, nor could it glue my pride back together.\nWithout care someone forced me up on my feet, despites my legs shaking and giving up under me more than once because of how much I shook and weak I felt, and pulled me out into the changing room. Everyone else had left already except for the wardens still present and they looked on in barely hidden amusement as they told me to dress up.\nThe next set of convicts allowed to shower were let inside and some of them chuckled as they immediatly knew what had happened.\nNevertheless, I did as I was asked and afterwards I was brought to the infirmary wing, where an uncaring doctor documented my injuries, taking pictures of my damaged intimate parts without my consent, and sending me on my way back to the main prison population without even considering to take any further action.\nI have just been gangraped and they just send me back in there with the sharks? Did even the people paid to keep things like this from happening loath me this much because of what I did?\nI had to talk to Sonic. I had to tell him what happened, I needed him to come over and be my shoulder to cry on. I needed to see him, needed to hear his voice.\nSo I tried to get a phonecall. There were about four telephones and I just barely got the chance to ring Sonic's number.\n\"Hello? Who's this?\" My heart fluttered upon hearing his voice. Suddenly I felt some happiness again, my shame and pain momentarily forgotten.\n\"I'm so glad to hear from you, Sonikku, I need to see you urgent, please. I-\"\nThe beep, beep, beep of the other side of the line being cut off interrupted me.\nIn an instant my heart broke and I could only stand there and stare in front of me.\nSonic had hung up on me.\n\nEver since that terrible incident in the shower, things only got down hill from there. News of 'my' promiscuous ways quickly spread and soon enough people were giving me looks, giving me cat calls or sometimes even slapping my behind whenever I passed.\nThey gave me these degrading insults, telling me that they had a cock to fill my holes with or that, if I was hungry like the cock hungry slut they now perceived me to be, I could always come by and suck them off.\nI tried to ignore all of it, but when I came into my cell that evening, I tried to settle on my cot as far away possible from the instigator, leon.\nThe wolf just sat there on his cot, smirking at me.\nHe was going to make this happen again.\nIgnoring him to the best of my ability, I tried to sleep and forget what happened, forget my fear, forget my shame and pain, but when I woke up the next morning, it was to the wolf's body pinning me down, my orange trousers ripped off my lower body and his hardon violating me as his lips carressed my neck, something he hadn't had the chance to do the day before.\n\"Get off, you asshole!\" I told him, but found my wrists tied above me with what felt like duct tape.\n\"Good morning, Sweet Cheeks.\" He gave me a sappy nickname as thrusted inside again with a groan, chuckling at my disgust.\nHe was stretching me so painfully. I could feel his member throb as it leaked precum inside. His knot was already waiting at the base of his shaft, ready to be pushed inside.\nJust how long has he been having his way with me already?\n\"Oh Chaos, get out! Just how long have you-\"\n\"How about you stop nagging for a while and listen to me, Sweet Cheeks?\" He covered my mouth to prevent me from calling out to a warden or something.\n\"Are you familiar with the term 'prison bitch'? The wolf asked and though I didn't actually answer, he knew I knew.\n\"How about I make you a deal?\" He suggested as he kept up his disgustingly gentle pace, though I tried struggling again in disagreement of this deal.\nI wasn't blind. I knew very well what he was going to ask of me.\n\"Don't be like that, you haven't even heard the terms yet.\" Leon said as he watched and felt me struggle.\nI got my mouth free.\n\"I don't need to hear the terms, the answer is no!\" I growled and tried to move away, but he kept me firmly in place.\n\"Are you sure?\" He asked, as if he was giving me an actual choice.\n\"Yes, I'm sure! I refuse to spread my legs for you willingly, you scum!\" I spat at him, which didn't bother him at all.\n\"Okay, fine.\" The wolf said and, with a few quick thrusts, popped his knot inside and ejaculated straight into my uterus. The organ was pumped full and what couldn't remain in there escaped to my inner walls, which was littered with tears from the shower incident and so it burned.\n\"Let's see how long you'll last on your own.\" The dark mobian stated and stayed tied to me, eagerly filling me up against my will.\nHe was soon done and freed himself from my abused gender before the cell doors were opened and went on his merry way to the canteen to eat breakfast, leaving me alone with my pants torn off, my wrists bound above my head and a pussy filled with cum, unwillingly inviting any passerby with malicious intent inside.\n\nThe following weeks I was being pushed behind bleachers, held down in the shower, dragged into the restroom and pinned down in cells, sometimes my own, all for the sake of violating me.\nThere were always two or more who kept me down and beat me up, raped me and tied me up, leaving me to be found by either a guard or my next violator.\nIt happened nearly everyday and when I wasn't having either one of my holes stuffed, I was being beaten or tortured.\nThese people were sick! They broke fingers, ripped claws out, broke my jaw and other bones, sodomised me and other horrors. Heck, one time someone even burned my genitals and face with a boiling liquid the one time I had successfully defended myself and denied them sex.\nI was immortal. I could survive anything. So unlike with a normal person, they could bring whatever damage they wished on my body, knowing it would just heal without a single trace.\nSometimes they even allowed me to defend myself by pushing a shiv into my hand taunting me to just try and kill them, but I was terrified to use it. My nights were restless because of those seventeen faces haunting me. Their limpless bodies clawing at me, dragging me down into whatever hole they crawled out of. I was scared to have more faces added to that imagery.\nI felt like I couldn't trust my own powers after that accident. If I were to actually use that shiv, I'd feel like I wouldn't be able to trust my own hands.\nIt was all part of their sick mindgames.\nThey knew I wouldn't be able to do it and so the torture continued.\nAll the while the doctor kept documenting my injuries and treated them with an air of annoyence. The guards did nothing to protect me. They had little mercy for a mass murderer.\nI tried to reach out to Sonic for help instead.\nI called, he hung up. I send a letter, no reply ever came. I requested a visit from him, he denied.\nAs month two rolled by like this and I came into month three, the wolf's daily gentle 'love making' was having the desired effect on me. After all the brutalities I was put through on a daily basis, though it was forced, I found myself yearning for him.\nHe whispered into my ear like Sonic used to do, he played with my clit and got my pussy wet and my manhood hard, my male organ going completely ignored for the sake of trying to make me feel like a true woman, their woman, so to speak. Leon made sure I was experiencing as much empty pleasure as he was. He was being gentle and kind and comforted me every night.\nIt was just another form of manipulation and I fell right into it with eyes wide open.\nI started to moan his name, spread my legs willingly and did whatever he asked of me. All I cared about was making the agony stop and actually feel like someone cared, though I knew it was all a lie.\nSo near the end of my third month, I accepted his deal. He was now my owner and I was his prison bitch, just like he wanted.\nImmediatly the next day there was a change in how I was treated. Inmates weren't so keen on attacking me anymore because it meant intruding on someone's property.\nBut as the last week of my third month here arrived, so did my worst fear.\nMy heat was just around the corner.\nMy owner, Leon, had done me repeatedly throughout the night as soon as he smelled my heat, taking me from behind, making sure his canine sperm bred me. I don't know why, I think it was another way for him to feel like he owned me.\nBut come day break, I had just barely finished breakfast before he told me to follow him to the bathroom. Like an obedient lap dog I had promised him to be, I followed him and met with five men, the wolf stating how he owed these guys.\nI looked at him in shock as he revealed his true colours to me.\nHe had every intention to be my pimp. He wanted me to have sex with these strangers and help him out of this debt he's gotten himself into. And if it wasn't for repaying a debt, it was to ask some people a favour.\nIn short, my pussy, my whole body, was now goods used for trading.\nSeeing no way out and not wanting to lose the one man who I got any sort of love from, no matter how false, I switched my mind off and did whatever they wanted.\nAll throughout my heat and beyond I satisfied him and my 'customers'.\nCompletely without protection.\n\nThe doctor watched me in dismay as I sat on the bed, a pair of guards looking at me in a condescending manner as they waited for the moment they could take me back to the main population.\n\"And how many sexual partners have you had?\" The doctor, a duck, asked as he noted some things down to add to my growing pile of medical records.\n\"None.\" I replied nonchalantly.\nIt's been four months since I've first set a foot inside this place. I've been beaten, raped repeatedly, tortured and now my cellmate's personal fucktoy and prostitute.\nTo say I didn't care anymore was an understatement.\nI kept myself sane by telling myself that I deserved this. That it was only right that something like this happened to me as I had to pay for all the lives I've taken, though that was never my intention.\nIt was starting to work pretty well.\n\"No sexual partners, huh.\" The duck repeated in a mocking manner as he looked at a small stick that had been lying in front of him.\n\"If you don't have any sexual partners, than how do you explain this?\" I was asked and the small stick was thrown on my lap.\nI took it and looked at it.\nIt was a pregnancy test I had to take, shipped over just for me, and it was positive, the fifth one in a row.\n\"One of the many wonders of the Ultimate Lifeform I supposed.\" I lied, knowing that it was either my owner or one of the many men I satisfied sexually on a daily basis who could've put that bun in my oven.\nThe duck sighed, once again annoyed. He wasn't paid enough to deal with my crap.\n\"Since we can't legally force you, you can choose. Abortion or not?\"\n\"No, thank you.\" I simply replied as I had been given strict orders not to abort in case I did find myself pregnant.\n\"Your loss.\" He muttered and motioned for the guards to come fetch me, who came with an even more disdainful look on their faces as they realised I was about to put an unborn through prison until the day it was finally here.\nI didn't care, for once I felt like I had something worthwhile again.\n\nOne day I was taking away shortly after lunch. Apparently someone had come to visit a convict and asked for me personally.\nI was excited.\nFor the first time in five months, I was finally having a visitor. Someone had come to visit me!\nMy mind raced over all of the possiblities.\nMaybe Sonic finally felt ready to see me again, maybe Rouge wanted to know how I was doing. Heck, maybe it was Cream wanting to give me some of those cookies she often baked with my her mother like she used to.\nBy the time I entered the visitation area, I was dying to know who had come to visit me.\nThe guard made me sit down at a table and tied these cuffed hands of mine to the table so I couldn't pull any stunts. I looked all around the place as I tried to catch sight of any one of my friends or my husband to walk over to my table.\nI'd probably have to tell Sonic of the baby I was carrying, but I'm sure he'd understand once I told him the whole story.\nThan this human woman I didn't recognised plopped down on the chair in front of me.\n\"Shadow Robotnik?\" She confirmed with me and I nodded, eyes following her every move as the smile I wore just a second ago in pure excitement fell into a frown.\n\"Good, I'll go straight down to business. I'm here because my client and I hoped to get you to sign this document for him.\" The woman said and took this thin stack of papers from her briefcase and placed it on the table in front of me.\nI shuffled forward on the chair to read what this was all about and realised with shock what this was.\nDivorce papers.\n\"A divorce?\" I asked as I watched the lawyer sitting on the other side of the table.\n\"Yes, everything has been taken care off. All you need to do is sign.\" The woman said and shoved the small stack of papers closer to me.\nSonic wanted to divorce me, he didn't want to stay with me. He truly did despise me for killing all those people. He was moving on, washing his hands clean of me.\n\"Mr. Robotnik?\" The lawyer called my name, not at all caring that what remained of my heart, whatever was still clinging onto him, was shattering.\nIs this why he never came to visit? Why my letters weren't answered? Why my calls were never accepted?\nUnconciously I tried to move a hand to my belly, my only source of comfort, but the cuffs kept them from coming close.\n\"Mr. Robotnik.\" The lawyer spoke again, this time with a hint of annoyence. She had better things to do than hang around here waiting for a convict to sign.\nA pen was pushed into my hands and automatically, like a robot, I signed. If it was freedom that Sonic wanted, it was freedom that I will grant him.\nI didn't have the strength to hold onto him anymore anyway.\n\"Thank you.\" The woman said abruptly and took the papers before getting up and announcing that she had no need for me anymore before leaving.\nI felt numb. Empty and numb, only a faint aching left in my chest where the shattered remains of my heart remained.\nI had nothing else to fight for.\nNothing but this child.\n\n\"Ah yeah, so tight.\" Leon complimented me as I rode him.\nHe was lying on his back on his bunk while I trusted his hardon inside and gyrated my hips, completely in the nude.\n\"You did good today. I've been getting more positive responses ever since word spread about your pregnancy. Didn't I tell you that pregnant pussy is the best? Especially when that pussy has a belly.\" Leon told me, his light blue eyes glued to my four month old bump. He was stroking it continuesly in such a tender way.\nTo think that I have ever wanted to be in this position with Sonic underneath me and his baby growing in my uterus instead of my pimp and the baby of an unknown father.\nI tried to banish the thought from my mind as my head reeled back and I moaned in the mindless pleasure I convinced myself I felt. It was no use to think back to such things.\nLeon didn't notice my sorrow and even if he did I doubted he cared. He wanted his free fuck and that was about as far as his caring went.\nIn no time I felt my womb warm up again as he came without a warning, my own empty orgasm running through me as I pushed his knot into my own vagina.\n\"You know how to please a man, don'tcha? No wonder Sonic kept you around for as long as he did.\" Leon stated as he finished squirting the last of his cum inside, enjoying the warm embrace I had on him.\nI had to look away as an aching made itself known in my chest upon hearing my ex's name, but my pimp didn't care.\n\"Don't look like that. A happy slut makes more money than a sad slut.\" He said and grabbed my chin to make me look at him again.\n\"Now show me a smile.\" He smirked as I followed his order and smiled at him, thought it didn't hide the sadness I felt for one tiny bit.\n\"That's better. You better show that smile to the mob boss tomorrow when you're whoring your cunt out. He doesn't like frowning girls, alright?\" He asked and I nodded obediently.\nIt was no use doing otherwise.\n\"Attagirl!\" The wolf said and scratched me behind my ears like a good pet, a touch I leant into.\nLike always I'd do my best to please my client, now trying harder more than ever as I now truly had no ties on the outside to consider.\nSo when tomorrow afternoon came, we followed the mob boss and his two lackeys behind the bleachers outside and I undressed myself like always to show the 'goods'.\nBut what they saw didn't entice them.\n\"Leon, when you told me you would bring me your best, I didn't expect you'd actually have the audacity to come with this secondhand whore.\" The mob boss, a human, stated. He gave both of us a scrutinizing glare that made my hands rest on my belly in a flash.\n\"Secondhand? He's-\"\n\"He's lost his virginity ages ago, is pregnant and all the enjoyment sloppy seconds his sagged out cunt can provide.\" The mob boss continued as he felt insulted by the mere thought of me being offered up to him instead of a grade-A slut. It was like a degradation all on its own.\nIf the Ultimate Lifeform can't even do that right...\nEmbarrassed, I picked my clothes up and began to dress myself.\n\"It's nothing personal, Leon, but I'm afraid I'll have to break our contract. You failed to bring me the 'money' you owed me and now you've failed at making up for that.\"\nAs soon as those words were spoken, one of the human's lackeys shot forward, shiv in hand, and sunk the blade into Leon's side.\nI watched on in shock as my cellmate was stabbed.\nThe long, thin blade was pulled out and shoved back in again, shredding his lungs to bit. The shiv was pulled out again and the wolf fell to the ground, coughing and sputtering blood as his prison slacks were being coated. He curled up on the ground and tried to cover his wound, but it was no use as the blood pooled behind him.\nGetting help for him was no use as he choked on his own blood, body convulsing one last time before lying still, wide eyes staring out into the distance.\nJust like that his life had ended.\n\"I hope you won't hold this against us, Shadow. It was just business.\" The mob boss said as he briefly patted my shoulder before turning to walk away and leaving me here to deal with a dead cellmate, his hand briefly brushing over my belly as he passed.\nMy eyes were glued to the still form in shock.\nFor some reason or another, I felt anger well up inside my chest. My fists clenched and a snarl made its way on my face.\nThis man, though he had been using me in such a lowly way, had been some form of protection to me. He kept me sane, provided me with things the baby and I would need during my pregnancy.\nI didn't care one bit for him, but now that he was gone, my sanity would surely deteriorate even faster, these people could go back to doing whatever the hell and whenever the hell they pleased with me and who would get me what I needed for the rest of the five months?\nI felt furious, something snapped within me. Everything had been taken away from me. All I had left were his protection and this baby. Now one of those things had been taken from me.\nSo without thinking I grabbed the shiv I knew to be in Leon's pocket and lunged for the first human I could reach and shoved the blade into his back. My free hand gripped his orange prison slacks as I pushed and twisted the blade right where his spine was situated, severing the nerves.\nWho knew this grand knowledge of the medical world that I possessed could come in hand like this.\nThe human fell to his knees with a cry as I pulled the shiv out, pulled at his hair, and sunk it into his neck, immediatly cutting off the fragile nerves and vertebrae there. Whatever damage I did in there, was irreversible.\nThe man choked on his own blood as the blade had pierced his windpipe aswell. Before long he lied on the floor, body still and lifeless.\nThe mob boss and his remaining lackey stared at the sight in front of them in shock.\nAnd then, a look of anger grew on his face.\n\"Usually I'd get my message across to people who are indebted to me by going for the people closest to them first, but I had always agreed to never hurt you for the little one inside. Now you have given me no other choice.\" The human said, just barely able to contain his anger enough to tell me this.\nI had made a mistake, I knew I did, but I couldn't care less at the moment.\nMy one form of security, as demented as it may have been, had been taken away from me. I wanted retribution for that.\nSure, once upon a time I had been taught revenge wasn't good for anything and would only become a sorrowful cycle with no end, but that mattered little to me anymore.\nNoticing that I wasn't about to apologise or anything, the human decided to go right ahead.\n\"Looks like you give me no other choice.\" He once more repeated and nodded towards me to his companion, who frowned deeply in anger as he shot towards me, grabbed my collar and punched me in the abdomen.\nI grunted and fell to my knees, my arms wrapped around my bump as I grimaced.\n\"Now look what you've made me do.\" The maf said in a nonchalant tone.\nI took a deep breath as I rubbed that sore spot. When I didn't seem as bothered as they expected me to be, they became slightly worried.\n\"Oh, please, don't look so surprised.\" I said as I got back up on my feet, shiv still in hand. With one strike without hesitance and fueled by rage, I cut clean through his throat.\nHe had attempted an attack on my baby's life and he paid dearly for that.\nI may not be able to use my Chaos Control anymore, but that doesn't mean it's no longer present. The energy is still crawling beneath my skin. That energy has been keeping my body healthy and has been protecting my baby at any cost.\nWhatever damage they'd try to inflict, nothing could hurt it, not until it was born.\nWith shiv in hand, I turned to look at the tall human next. With cold resolve, I glared at him.\n\nI spend my time in solitary for the next week or so for the murder of four people, Leon's death having been blamed on me aswell.\nIt was cold, it was dark and no one to talk to. Anyone would've lost his mind in just the first 24 hours, but it had become clear that I don't have much sense to lose anymore.\nI had taken another three lives and unlike the temper tantrum I had thrown when I killed those former G.U.N soldiers, I couldn't care less this time. All I cared about is that I got my revenge and that my baby was safe.\nI sat back against the wall and opened my vest so I could stroke my belly directly, hands brushing through fur. I couldn't wait until it would finally begin to move.\nSuddenly the door opened for the first time in a week and granted me an escape from solitary. I got up and allowed one of the two wardens to cuff my wrists before they took me away from this place to lead me back to my cell.\nThey couldn't help but feel a cold chill run down their spines as they took me back. My calm demeanor and good behaviour chilled them. When I had killed those three maf members, they had pretty much considered it to be a psychotic breakdown or something. Solitary wasn't supposed to have calmed me down as much as it did. Numb and catatonic sure, but not as calm as this.\nThey didn't understand how good it felt to be able to defend myself again, they didn't understand the wonders having a child was doing to me.\nBut, alas, they were glad when they could finally drop me off at my cell and I sat on my bunk after the cuffs were removed and continued to keep myself busy with my baby bump.\nNow the rest of my prison sentence could continue.\n\nWith Leon out of the way, I was back on the market again. Though it seems like people were actively avoiding me now that I have killed the mob boss and his two henchmen. The mob was often known for taking revenge and being 'close' to me made others fear for their vengeance aswell.\nNot to mention that they could sense something 'off' about me. It unnerved them. Unnatural calm, but also like I could explode at any time.\nSo for the first time, people were really leaving me alone. And though that reliefed me, it could be quite troublesome aswell.\nI needed and wanted certain items. Vitamins specially for one's pregnancy for example. The food was stale, the living conditions poor to say the least and I doubted my body could provide the baby with all the nutrients it needed.\nThing is, I have nothing worth trading. I barely have any personal possessions and I had no ties to the outside world anymore, so it wasn't like I could get my hands on anything worth of value in here.\nSo I became independent and continued to trade the one thing they'd accept from me.\nI didn't feel anything anymore about spreading my legs for these scum as all I wanted was to get what this baby might need.\nBut as the months continued and the baby kept milking me dry of any Chaos Energy I had, I began to notice some changes.\nPhysical changes that I didn't very much agree with.\n\"There, these should be good enough for you.\" The criminal I have just finished servicing stated as he handed me a small packet before leaving, but I grabbed the hem of his vest as pulled him back into my cell. He wasn't going anywhere until I had checked the package out.\nI opened the messily wrapped thing and saw to my relief that it were a pair of glasses. I pushed it up the bridge of my nose and noticed that the blurriness faded away, as did my headache over time.\nKnowing that I approved, the mobian quickly left. When I had first come in here, I was simply that bastard that put them in this hellhole. Then I had become the local prison bitch. And now I was that crazy prostitute who'd kill in the blink of an eye if the other's end of the bargain wasn't met.\nThese people would do anything for the feeling of a real pussy, but that didn't mean they'd like to stay after sex and catch up with me. That mobian was glad to leave.\nI lied down on my side on my cot and sighed in content now that the headache that's been plaguing me for over a week had finally dissapeared.\nMy body being less and less maintained by my Chaos Energy meant that it wouldn't be as great as before. It wasn't because of the baby, my Chaos Energy was supposed to replenish whatever was lost, but that wasn't possible with these enhanced inhibitor rings. My golden ones had a special technique to pull them off, but so far these didn't have that.\nThese past two months, I was six months far now, my eyes have gone bad. As was tradition in the Robotnik family, I was now nearsighted. Thanks to these glasses I had asked that convict to get for me, that was finally no longer a problem to me.\nOnce again life had become a little bit easier on me and all that was required was a little less common sense.\nNot to worry, I'm sure it'll come back when I'm away from this place.\nBecause you see, I've been planning my escape, but for that to happen, the baby needed to be here.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Just One Bad Day: Chapter 1


Shadow's POV

My life was good, great even! I had a nice place of my own, a stable job at the human military, G.U.N, friends who cared for me and more than enough money in my bank account to ensure a stable financial life for myself and my loving husband of little over a year, Sonic.
I worked hard to get where I am today. I made something of this life of mine that began in a simple incubation tube. I started as something considered less than vermin and worked my way up the ladder. Days, weeks, months and even years I spend working my ass off.
After a three year relationship, Sonic had finally popped the question and I, excited beyond believe, said 'yes'. We've been married for little over a year now and already we have been thinking of expanding our family.
Just one bad day took all of that away from me.
I don't know why they did it. Their motivation was completely lost to me. All I knew was who they were. I recognised some of them from work, familiar faces I used to see nearly every single day until they inevitably got fired from G.U.N after countless of complaints, failed missions and going AWOL more times than anyone cared to count.
No one knew for sure what had happened to them. We simply thought they went on with their lives, getting new jobs and generally moving further in life. But to me, it became painfully obvious that 'moving on' was none-existent in their lives.
They held a grudge, one that ran deep. The three women and fourteen men that made up the team that got banned from the military headquarters didn't blame themselves or eachother for all of the mistakes they each and individually made on their own. They blamed the people they once worked with, the people who rightfully reported their asses and complained about them.
Me included.
And what do you do when you want to make sure to get your message of revenge across? By going after one of the military's big shots of course.
Somehow they found out where one of my missions was situated, went there ahead of time and waited at my destination for me to arrive.
Their scheme for revenge went exactly as planned. They got there before me, I arrived and discovered them with shock and they got a few good punches and kicks in, but soon they're plan fell apart because they hadn't accounted for the power my slender and short body, my body refusing to grow past the age of fifteen because it's apparently not a good idea to put growing bodies in suspended animation, contained.
I kicked all of their sorry asses and tried to knock some sense into them. I planned on knocking them out and handing them over to the authorities. But my plan was ruined when they pulled out more dangerous weaponry. I might not die so easily, but I wasn't planning on losing to a bunch of rogues soldiers. They threatened to blow my head off, knowing it would just regenerate, wanting to use the opportunity to do unspeakable things to me to try and get their message across to Commander Tower himself.
So I used the strongest attack I had, a Chaos Blast.
Unfortunatly, I had underestimated the strength of my own attack in my panic and ended up doing more than just knocking them back.
I was completely drained and fell to my knees, I had put more into that one attack than I should've. When the dust settled and my dizziness faded just enough for me to look around, my eyes met carnage.
Everything nearby in the warehouse was destroyed. The crates, the forklift, some of the support beams took quite a beating too, but they were much too strong to give in.
But the most concerning damage were the broken bodies lying on the ground all around me.
My chest and throat felt constricted as my head snapped from one direction to the next, looking around me and witnessing what my Chaos Blast had caused. Their unmoving bodies lied bleeding on the floor, limpless and not breathing. Their faces held the last look of utter horror as they realised much too late what I was about to say.
Those seventeen people I had merely wanted to incapacitate, were killed instead. I killed them. I had actually killed seventeen people. They had been burned, mutilated, organ and bone crushed beneath the force of my attack. The only way for them to be identified would be through dental records.
I had to turn my head away and cover my mouth with a hand, feeling physically ill. I can't believe I actually killed a human being, let alone seventeen of them!
I felt numb and sedated. It was hard to breath and it felt like I couldn't move. I just sat there in the middle of the carnage as the realisation of what I had done sunk in.
When the authorities arrived, after many complaints of gunfire and an explosion, and saw me, the only survivor, they immediatly took me into custody as a murder suspect. I didn't protest. I was much to sedated and lightheaded to do so. It almost felt like I wasn't even in my own body. Like all of this was happening to someone else.
I killed seventeen people in one fell swoop. With the powers I used to protect and defend the people Maria loved so much, I had killed seventeen of them.
I barely reacted as I was taken away, only stared at my feet in shock as I was locked up in a G.U.N cell, heavy cuffs specially designed for me weighed my wrists down. I lied down on the cot and curled up, staring at the wall.
What was going to happen to me?

"Shadow, tell me it's not true!" Sonic came a couple of days later and stood at the bars as he looked down on me. He's been trying to visit me for over a week, but only today was he allowed to see me.
I had been unresponsive in shock for days, but Sonic's voice brought me out of my trance.
"Sonic!" I shot up from the cot and stood in front of him, hands grabbing past the bars to try and cup his face, except the handcufs didn't allow it.
"Shadow, please tell me what I've heard isn't true. People are saying you're a mass murderer! But that can't be right, right? You'd never do such a thing!" Sonic continued, taking one of my hands in his own since I couldn't reach him.
When I didn't deny it, he let go and took a step back, staring at me in utter shock.
"Sonic, they attacked me! They were former G.U.N agents. They wanted to get back at G.U.N by attacking and kidnapping me. I only wanted to defend myself and called up a Chaos Blast, but it was much too strong! Please, you have to believe me, I only wanted to incapacitate them, I promise!" I practically yelled, some desperation welling up when Sonic had taken a step away from me.
"I only wanted to defend myself, I never meant for this to happen." I repeated, trying to get him to believe me.
As much as he despised what happened to those people, concern for me conquered his shock.
"They tried to do what? Are you okay?" I felt his hands on my cheeks.
"Yes, I'm fine." I lied.
Of course, he saw right through it.
"Shadow..."
Chaos, I don't like to worry, but I can't lie when he looks at me like that.
"I feel horrible. I know they tried to hurt me, but I can't sleep at night without seeing their burnt faces looking back at me. Every second of everyday they keep haunting me and it's driving me insane!" I admitted and felt his thumb rubbing my cheek.
"Shad..." Sonic was usually the one to comfort others, but for once he didn't know what to say. All he wanted was to wrap his arms around me and hold me close. He could see in my eyes just how much remorse I felt and that was all he needed.
I leant into the touch. Sonic at my side was all I needed to get through this.

About a month later the trial finally began.
Sonic managed to get me the best lawyer he could afford and the man tried his very best and pulled as much evidence of the group's malicious intent out as possible and tried to investigate several loopholes, but the fact still stood that I had pretty much comitted a mass murder.
For that, the public was out for blood.
"We know how Chaos Energy works. We know that it is often controlled by emotion and Shadow's abnormally powerful Chaos Blast was only a logical response to his fear at the time. He was in danger and his abilities acted according to his emotions. We understand this, but the public does not." Those were the Commander's words before the first day of the trial arrived.
He had attempted to keep everything from the public, but someone had leaked information out to a local newspaper. Because of this, though my victims were unforgivable people, the public wanted to see me punished.
They called me out on my crime, tried to assault me when I was transported from car to court room, paparazzi kept shoving their microphones in my face, asking me how I could've ever done something this unforgivable. Every eye in the courtroom looked down on me in a condescending manner, like they were staring at something disgusting.
The lawyer didn't like me either, but Sonic offered him alot of money, so he did his best. Besides him, the only two people who were at my side were Sonic and Rouge. The latter had brought along Knuckles, but he didn't seem as forgiving as my husband and his girlfriend. Sonic had already promised to stay by my side through it all, but I was still surprised to see Rouge sticking by me.
As a result, the public verbally attacked them too. Didn't matter if one of them had saved their ungrateful asses more than they bothered to count.
It was horrible, but neither one of them gave up. They stuck by me.
But things didn't look good for me.
As much as Sonic tried to remain by my side, the photographs of the many mutilated and charred bodies repulsed him. He could barely look at me without being reminded of what I did.
Those people died screaming and that made anger well up inside.
Even Rouge found it harder and harder to speak or even look at me.
The Commander stayed as stoic as ever, but he didn't butt into the trial. He gave what the lawyers asked for and that was that.
Sonic and Rouge were the only ones who still cared and I was losing them.
With every new detail, every new photograph, every bit of evidence found against me, they were driven further and further away from me.
And then came the verdict.
Guilty with life in a maximum security prison.
As an immortal, you can well imagine that to be a very long time.
I was devestated while people rejoiced and the lawyer next to me simply didn't care, he was just sour that he lost.
I had looked behind me to seek comfort from Sonic, but he was simply looking down with his arms crossed. It doesn't even look like he minds my sentence. He wasn't happy like everyone else, but he wasn't making a single attempt to comfort me either. He looked disconnected, didn't even try to make eye contact with me. Calling his name didn't help a thing. In fact he just cringed and tried to look away even more.
"Rouge." I had said and looked to the bat next, but as soon as she heard her name, Rouge got up from her seat and left. If that wasn't a clear sign of her abandonment, than I don't know what is.
I was alone now, though I kept trying to convince myself that all Sonic needed was time.

I was send to the newly build Prison Island Penitentiary, build where the remains of the old destroyed G.U.N HQ stood on Prison Island used to stand. A maximum security prison for the baddest of criminals. And what's more? I have spend the last six years filling the place up. About 3/4 of the prison's current population had beef with me for being send there and they wanted me to pay.
You can imagine just how glad they were to welcome me into their humble community.
My hoverskates were confiscated, so no speed. These enhanced inhibitor rings were clasped around my wrists, these ones were silver instead of my golden ones. They didn't save up my energy, but completely blocked it instead. I had no speed or powers to rely on, my overal strength was pushed back aswell.
All I had to count on were my agility and smarts and I doubted that would last me for the rest of my long, long life.
The convicts around me held back the first few weeks. They simply watched me from the corners of their eyes, smirking as if a plan was being schemed.
They enjoyed watching me squirm under their gaze, I could not hide how uncomfortabe they made me feel. Every second of every day I expected them to do something, anything. The fact that that didn't happen made me paranoid, made me look over my shoulder all the time. I was starting to contemplate picking a fight myself just to have something happen.
But both sides held back and so the first three weeks stayed peaceful for me. Well, as peaceful as prison could get.
And then came shower day at the beginning of my fourth week.
I was an hermaphrodite. I had never had any problem with that until I was thrown in here. Why I was thrown in here with my kind of gender I will never know.
Sonic had always loved my feminine gender and when plans for our family had come up, he had often stated how he'd love to impregnate me and watch my belly grow in excitement, awaiting the day our firstborn would come. In short, it was almost like he admired me for the simple fact that his wish for a family could become true even with his sexuality and without having to wait for years to adopt.
These people, they always watched me when I cleaned that part of me, like it was a piece of meat they were dying to devour. It creeped me out, I wanted them to stop, but, though I kept up a distance and emotionless appearance, I didn't make a move to make them stop.
And then they made the move I feared them to one day make.
It was my cellmate who instigated it. He was a wolf with black, grey and dark blue mixed in his fur. His name was Leon. I don't remember him well, but apparently I had stopped him from continuing his murder and rape spree of young women.
He had been standing underneath the showerhead next to me and had been using shampoo to wash his thick fur. In one single move he had incapacitated me by pushing a very soapy hand into my eyes, making me yelp and stumble back.
"What the hell was that for?!" I shouted at him and tried to rub the soap out of my eyes on reflex, but all that did was make my eyes burn and sting even more.
"How about payback?" Leon's hoarse voice told me and suddenly I was pushed down to the ground. Because of the slippery wet floor, I came down with a hard thud, chin colliding harshly with the tiled floor.
A chuckling reached my ears and I became aware that the other people present were gathering around me.
"Damn." I grimaced as I tried to wash the soap out of my eyes with water gathering on the floor, but even if it became easier for me to see, it was already too late.
An inmate, one who's obviously handled hedgehogs before, grabbed the quills on the back of my head and pushed my face down into the floor, making it difficult for me to breath as all I managed to get in was water mixed with soap.
I clawed at his hand, but he didn't let go.
"Let me up! I swear if you don't let me up right now-"
"Shut your mouth! We're not going to let a chance like this go by." The convict who held me down shut me up, his free hand grabbing my hips in a bruising grip and pulling them up and try to get easy access to my feminine gender.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! If you don't let me go right this very instance-" Suddenly I was kicked in the face, my nose breaking in the process.
"Listen up, bitch. Many of us are here with a lifesentence because of you. We haven't had pussy in ages and here you are kindly offering it up to us on a silver platter. How could we ever refuse?" Another man said, making it clear that they weren't about to lose this chance.
I wanted to retort something, but my jaw ached and it didn't seem to want to listen to me anymore. I could only growl, which seemed to amuse them further.
Oh Chaos, why was I ever thrown in here? Many of these people had rape added to their long list of crimes. Who would've ever thought It'd be a good idea to throw an hermaphrodite in here?!
When I could finally see, the first thing I noticed was that every single one of these men were horny and hard, their want for vengeance and my womanly gender the perfect combination to get them going.
'No... No!' I began to yell louder and louder in my mind as I could feel the erection of the man behind me, a bear I had just noticed, push up against my most intimate part.
'No, please.... That-that part.... Only Sonic's ever been allowed in there.' I begged mentally, but I didn't dare voice that out loud. My fear was still written all over my face, my teeth clattering, body trembling. I wanted to struggle, but feared that would end up being the move that would 'grant' the genital behind me access inside my body. And what's more? It feels like I'm frozen in place.
My tail, my only natural defence left down there, didn't help in the slightest as it was easily pushed aside.
With one snap of his hips, the bear pushed his short, thick manhood all the way inside, earning a cry of pain out of me, thrilling them even more.
WIth my worst fears coming true anyway, I suddenly had the guts to struggle again and tried to claw the hand off and tried to move away. But all the bear did was pull my head back and tighten his grip on my hip to keep me steady as he began to move.
"Get out! Get the hell out!" I started shouting as I vividly felt how my gender was being torn up because of how roughly he abused it, every thrust was torture on my unprepared birth canal. It felt so wrong to have anybody other than my husband in there.
I could feel my Chaos Energy boiling in my veins, rushing beneath my skin, but I couldn't tap into it. It was right there, unmeasurable power right at my fingertips and I could not use a single ounce of it!
The feeling was enraging.
"Hey, he's got a nice pair of lips that could be put to good use. Would shut him up too." Someone kneeled in front of me and grabbed my ear to pull on my head and make it face his throbbing erection, though the bear's hold on my quills hadn't ceased yet.
'No, Chaos, please. This can't be happening! Not to me! It just can't be!' I mentally shouted, keeping my lips pressed onto eachother, but it was no use. My lips were forced apart and the tip was forced inside.
So I bit down.
"Fucking hell, you stupid bitch!" The mobian pulled away, holding onto his genitals with one hand while the other one punched me in the face.
It hurt like hell, but I was just satisfied with being able to hurt one of them.
"That wasn't very nice. Sluts are supposed to be thankful for the dicks that fill their tight holes." Another mobian, this time a fellow hedgehog, growled as he looked down on me.
"Dude, will you cum already? There are others who want a turn with him aswell." Someone told the bear as he kept his rapid, unforgiving thrusts up. Blood was running down my thighs as the water made for poor lubrication.
The stretch was terrible, the feeling of a stranger's masculine organ forcing itself inside of me was humiliating, the tearing on my inner walls was agonising.
I wanted this to end, but at the same time I didn't want him to ejaculate.
Unfortunatly, he did it anyway. He grabbed onto my hips with both of his hands this time, pushing himself inside as far as he could with that short manhood of his and came. His semen coated my inner walls and my womb, filling me up with even more shame. What could be more humiliating than this?
"Get out! Get out!" I tried to struggle out of his grip, but with my physical strength pushed back, I stood no chance against a bear. All I managed to do was amuse them even further.
"Geez, all that whining and nagging. I know what'll cheer you up." The bear was pushed away from me and a bat, a white one, took his place behind me, pushing me on my back, pinning my body down with his and forcing his erection inside.
"No, please, don't do this to me!" I cried out as I tried to rip him away from me, but I had no leverage.
As he set a fast and painful pace like the one before him, the others only watched on and chuckled at my petty attempts at stopping him.
This was humiliating. I literally just wanted to die and dissapear right then and there. I wanted them to stop. My heart and mind can't handle this!
And yet, I couldn't force myself unconcious, I had to live through this.
There were so many men in this room and they expected me to satisfy each and every one of them, weither I was willing or not.

The wardens hadn't bothered to come for me until shower time was over and more than half of them had their way with me.
The water washed most of the blood and semen away, but it couldn't do anything about the bruises now littering my body, the cum forced into my womb or down my esophagus and it certainly didn't stand a chance against my shame, nor could it glue my pride back together.
Without care someone forced me up on my feet, despites my legs shaking and giving up under me more than once because of how much I shook and weak I felt, and pulled me out into the changing room. Everyone else had left already except for the wardens still present and they looked on in barely hidden amusement as they told me to dress up.
The next set of convicts allowed to shower were let inside and some of them chuckled as they immediatly knew what had happened.
Nevertheless, I did as I was asked and afterwards I was brought to the infirmary wing, where an uncaring doctor documented my injuries, taking pictures of my damaged intimate parts without my consent, and sending me on my way back to the main prison population without even considering to take any further action.
I have just been gangraped and they just send me back in there with the sharks? Did even the people paid to keep things like this from happening loath me this much because of what I did?
I had to talk to Sonic. I had to tell him what happened, I needed him to come over and be my shoulder to cry on. I needed to see him, needed to hear his voice.
So I tried to get a phonecall. There were about four telephones and I just barely got the chance to ring Sonic's number.
"Hello? Who's this?" My heart fluttered upon hearing his voice. Suddenly I felt some happiness again, my shame and pain momentarily forgotten.
"I'm so glad to hear from you, Sonikku, I need to see you urgent, please. I-"
The beep, beep, beep of the other side of the line being cut off interrupted me.
In an instant my heart broke and I could only stand there and stare in front of me.
Sonic had hung up on me.

Ever since that terrible incident in the shower, things only got down hill from there. News of 'my' promiscuous ways quickly spread and soon enough people were giving me looks, giving me cat calls or sometimes even slapping my behind whenever I passed.
They gave me these degrading insults, telling me that they had a cock to fill my holes with or that, if I was hungry like the cock hungry slut they now perceived me to be, I could always come by and suck them off.
I tried to ignore all of it, but when I came into my cell that evening, I tried to settle on my cot as far away possible from the instigator, leon.
The wolf just sat there on his cot, smirking at me.
He was going to make this happen again.
Ignoring him to the best of my ability, I tried to sleep and forget what happened, forget my fear, forget my shame and pain, but when I woke up the next morning, it was to the wolf's body pinning me down, my orange trousers ripped off my lower body and his hardon violating me as his lips carressed my neck, something he hadn't had the chance to do the day before.
"Get off, you asshole!" I told him, but found my wrists tied above me with what felt like duct tape.
"Good morning, Sweet Cheeks." He gave me a sappy nickname as thrusted inside again with a groan, chuckling at my disgust.
He was stretching me so painfully. I could feel his member throb as it leaked precum inside. His knot was already waiting at the base of his shaft, ready to be pushed inside.
Just how long has he been having his way with me already?
"Oh Chaos, get out! Just how long have you-"
"How about you stop nagging for a while and listen to me, Sweet Cheeks?" He covered my mouth to prevent me from calling out to a warden or something.
"Are you familiar with the term 'prison bitch'? The wolf asked and though I didn't actually answer, he knew I knew.
"How about I make you a deal?" He suggested as he kept up his disgustingly gentle pace, though I tried struggling again in disagreement of this deal.
I wasn't blind. I knew very well what he was going to ask of me.
"Don't be like that, you haven't even heard the terms yet." Leon said as he watched and felt me struggle.
I got my mouth free.
"I don't need to hear the terms, the answer is no!" I growled and tried to move away, but he kept me firmly in place.
"Are you sure?" He asked, as if he was giving me an actual choice.
"Yes, I'm sure! I refuse to spread my legs for you willingly, you scum!" I spat at him, which didn't bother him at all.
"Okay, fine." The wolf said and, with a few quick thrusts, popped his knot inside and ejaculated straight into my uterus. The organ was pumped full and what couldn't remain in there escaped to my inner walls, which was littered with tears from the shower incident and so it burned.
"Let's see how long you'll last on your own." The dark mobian stated and stayed tied to me, eagerly filling me up against my will.
He was soon done and freed himself from my abused gender before the cell doors were opened and went on his merry way to the canteen to eat breakfast, leaving me alone with my pants torn off, my wrists bound above my head and a pussy filled with cum, unwillingly inviting any passerby with malicious intent inside.

The following weeks I was being pushed behind bleachers, held down in the shower, dragged into the restroom and pinned down in cells, sometimes my own, all for the sake of violating me.
There were always two or more who kept me down and beat me up, raped me and tied me up, leaving me to be found by either a guard or my next violator.
It happened nearly everyday and when I wasn't having either one of my holes stuffed, I was being beaten or tortured.
These people were sick! They broke fingers, ripped claws out, broke my jaw and other bones, sodomised me and other horrors. Heck, one time someone even burned my genitals and face with a boiling liquid the one time I had successfully defended myself and denied them sex.
I was immortal. I could survive anything. So unlike with a normal person, they could bring whatever damage they wished on my body, knowing it would just heal without a single trace.
Sometimes they even allowed me to defend myself by pushing a shiv into my hand taunting me to just try and kill them, but I was terrified to use it. My nights were restless because of those seventeen faces haunting me. Their limpless bodies clawing at me, dragging me down into whatever hole they crawled out of. I was scared to have more faces added to that imagery.
I felt like I couldn't trust my own powers after that accident. If I were to actually use that shiv, I'd feel like I wouldn't be able to trust my own hands.
It was all part of their sick mindgames.
They knew I wouldn't be able to do it and so the torture continued.
All the while the doctor kept documenting my injuries and treated them with an air of annoyence. The guards did nothing to protect me. They had little mercy for a mass murderer.
I tried to reach out to Sonic for help instead.
I called, he hung up. I send a letter, no reply ever came. I requested a visit from him, he denied.
As month two rolled by like this and I came into month three, the wolf's daily gentle 'love making' was having the desired effect on me. After all the brutalities I was put through on a daily basis, though it was forced, I found myself yearning for him.
He whispered into my ear like Sonic used to do, he played with my clit and got my pussy wet and my manhood hard, my male organ going completely ignored for the sake of trying to make me feel like a true woman, their woman, so to speak. Leon made sure I was experiencing as much empty pleasure as he was. He was being gentle and kind and comforted me every night.
It was just another form of manipulation and I fell right into it with eyes wide open.
I started to moan his name, spread my legs willingly and did whatever he asked of me. All I cared about was making the agony stop and actually feel like someone cared, though I knew it was all a lie.
So near the end of my third month, I accepted his deal. He was now my owner and I was his prison bitch, just like he wanted.
Immediatly the next day there was a change in how I was treated. Inmates weren't so keen on attacking me anymore because it meant intruding on someone's property.
But as the last week of my third month here arrived, so did my worst fear.
My heat was just around the corner.
My owner, Leon, had done me repeatedly throughout the night as soon as he smelled my heat, taking me from behind, making sure his canine sperm bred me. I don't know why, I think it was another way for him to feel like he owned me.
But come day break, I had just barely finished breakfast before he told me to follow him to the bathroom. Like an obedient lap dog I had promised him to be, I followed him and met with five men, the wolf stating how he owed these guys.
I looked at him in shock as he revealed his true colours to me.
He had every intention to be my pimp. He wanted me to have sex with these strangers and help him out of this debt he's gotten himself into. And if it wasn't for repaying a debt, it was to ask some people a favour.
In short, my pussy, my whole body, was now goods used for trading.
Seeing no way out and not wanting to lose the one man who I got any sort of love from, no matter how false, I switched my mind off and did whatever they wanted.
All throughout my heat and beyond I satisfied him and my 'customers'.
Completely without protection.

The doctor watched me in dismay as I sat on the bed, a pair of guards looking at me in a condescending manner as they waited for the moment they could take me back to the main population.
"And how many sexual partners have you had?" The doctor, a duck, asked as he noted some things down to add to my growing pile of medical records.
"None." I replied nonchalantly.
It's been four months since I've first set a foot inside this place. I've been beaten, raped repeatedly, tortured and now my cellmate's personal fucktoy and prostitute.
To say I didn't care anymore was an understatement.
I kept myself sane by telling myself that I deserved this. That it was only right that something like this happened to me as I had to pay for all the lives I've taken, though that was never my intention.
It was starting to work pretty well.
"No sexual partners, huh." The duck repeated in a mocking manner as he looked at a small stick that had been lying in front of him.
"If you don't have any sexual partners, than how do you explain this?" I was asked and the small stick was thrown on my lap.
I took it and looked at it.
It was a pregnancy test I had to take, shipped over just for me, and it was positive, the fifth one in a row.
"One of the many wonders of the Ultimate Lifeform I supposed." I lied, knowing that it was either my owner or one of the many men I satisfied sexually on a daily basis who could've put that bun in my oven.
The duck sighed, once again annoyed. He wasn't paid enough to deal with my crap.
"Since we can't legally force you, you can choose. Abortion or not?"
"No, thank you." I simply replied as I had been given strict orders not to abort in case I did find myself pregnant.
"Your loss." He muttered and motioned for the guards to come fetch me, who came with an even more disdainful look on their faces as they realised I was about to put an unborn through prison until the day it was finally here.
I didn't care, for once I felt like I had something worthwhile again.

One day I was taking away shortly after lunch. Apparently someone had come to visit a convict and asked for me personally.
I was excited.
For the first time in five months, I was finally having a visitor. Someone had come to visit me!
My mind raced over all of the possiblities.
Maybe Sonic finally felt ready to see me again, maybe Rouge wanted to know how I was doing. Heck, maybe it was Cream wanting to give me some of those cookies she often baked with my her mother like she used to.
By the time I entered the visitation area, I was dying to know who had come to visit me.
The guard made me sit down at a table and tied these cuffed hands of mine to the table so I couldn't pull any stunts. I looked all around the place as I tried to catch sight of any one of my friends or my husband to walk over to my table.
I'd probably have to tell Sonic of the baby I was carrying, but I'm sure he'd understand once I told him the whole story.
Than this human woman I didn't recognised plopped down on the chair in front of me.
"Shadow Robotnik?" She confirmed with me and I nodded, eyes following her every move as the smile I wore just a second ago in pure excitement fell into a frown.
"Good, I'll go straight down to business. I'm here because my client and I hoped to get you to sign this document for him." The woman said and took this thin stack of papers from her briefcase and placed it on the table in front of me.
I shuffled forward on the chair to read what this was all about and realised with shock what this was.
Divorce papers.
"A divorce?" I asked as I watched the lawyer sitting on the other side of the table.
"Yes, everything has been taken care off. All you need to do is sign." The woman said and shoved the small stack of papers closer to me.
Sonic wanted to divorce me, he didn't want to stay with me. He truly did despise me for killing all those people. He was moving on, washing his hands clean of me.
"Mr. Robotnik?" The lawyer called my name, not at all caring that what remained of my heart, whatever was still clinging onto him, was shattering.
Is this why he never came to visit? Why my letters weren't answered? Why my calls were never accepted?
Unconciously I tried to move a hand to my belly, my only source of comfort, but the cuffs kept them from coming close.
"Mr. Robotnik." The lawyer spoke again, this time with a hint of annoyence. She had better things to do than hang around here waiting for a convict to sign.
A pen was pushed into my hands and automatically, like a robot, I signed. If it was freedom that Sonic wanted, it was freedom that I will grant him.
I didn't have the strength to hold onto him anymore anyway.
"Thank you." The woman said abruptly and took the papers before getting up and announcing that she had no need for me anymore before leaving.
I felt numb. Empty and numb, only a faint aching left in my chest where the shattered remains of my heart remained.
I had nothing else to fight for.
Nothing but this child.

"Ah yeah, so tight." Leon complimented me as I rode him.
He was lying on his back on his bunk while I trusted his hardon inside and gyrated my hips, completely in the nude.
"You did good today. I've been getting more positive responses ever since word spread about your pregnancy. Didn't I tell you that pregnant pussy is the best? Especially when that pussy has a belly." Leon told me, his light blue eyes glued to my four month old bump. He was stroking it continuesly in such a tender way.
To think that I have ever wanted to be in this position with Sonic underneath me and his baby growing in my uterus instead of my pimp and the baby of an unknown father.
I tried to banish the thought from my mind as my head reeled back and I moaned in the mindless pleasure I convinced myself I felt. It was no use to think back to such things.
Leon didn't notice my sorrow and even if he did I doubted he cared. He wanted his free fuck and that was about as far as his caring went.
In no time I felt my womb warm up again as he came without a warning, my own empty orgasm running through me as I pushed his knot into my own vagina.
"You know how to please a man, don'tcha? No wonder Sonic kept you around for as long as he did." Leon stated as he finished squirting the last of his cum inside, enjoying the warm embrace I had on him.
I had to look away as an aching made itself known in my chest upon hearing my ex's name, but my pimp didn't care.
"Don't look like that. A happy slut makes more money than a sad slut." He said and grabbed my chin to make me look at him again.
"Now show me a smile." He smirked as I followed his order and smiled at him, thought it didn't hide the sadness I felt for one tiny bit.
"That's better. You better show that smile to the mob boss tomorrow when you're whoring your cunt out. He doesn't like frowning girls, alright?" He asked and I nodded obediently.
It was no use doing otherwise.
"Attagirl!" The wolf said and scratched me behind my ears like a good pet, a touch I leant into.
Like always I'd do my best to please my client, now trying harder more than ever as I now truly had no ties on the outside to consider.
So when tomorrow afternoon came, we followed the mob boss and his two lackeys behind the bleachers outside and I undressed myself like always to show the 'goods'.
But what they saw didn't entice them.
"Leon, when you told me you would bring me your best, I didn't expect you'd actually have the audacity to come with this secondhand whore." The mob boss, a human, stated. He gave both of us a scrutinizing glare that made my hands rest on my belly in a flash.
"Secondhand? He's-"
"He's lost his virginity ages ago, is pregnant and all the enjoyment sloppy seconds his sagged out cunt can provide." The mob boss continued as he felt insulted by the mere thought of me being offered up to him instead of a grade-A slut. It was like a degradation all on its own.
If the Ultimate Lifeform can't even do that right...
Embarrassed, I picked my clothes up and began to dress myself.
"It's nothing personal, Leon, but I'm afraid I'll have to break our contract. You failed to bring me the 'money' you owed me and now you've failed at making up for that."
As soon as those words were spoken, one of the human's lackeys shot forward, shiv in hand, and sunk the blade into Leon's side.
I watched on in shock as my cellmate was stabbed.
The long, thin blade was pulled out and shoved back in again, shredding his lungs to bit. The shiv was pulled out again and the wolf fell to the ground, coughing and sputtering blood as his prison slacks were being coated. He curled up on the ground and tried to cover his wound, but it was no use as the blood pooled behind him.
Getting help for him was no use as he choked on his own blood, body convulsing one last time before lying still, wide eyes staring out into the distance.
Just like that his life had ended.
"I hope you won't hold this against us, Shadow. It was just business." The mob boss said as he briefly patted my shoulder before turning to walk away and leaving me here to deal with a dead cellmate, his hand briefly brushing over my belly as he passed.
My eyes were glued to the still form in shock.
For some reason or another, I felt anger well up inside my chest. My fists clenched and a snarl made its way on my face.
This man, though he had been using me in such a lowly way, had been some form of protection to me. He kept me sane, provided me with things the baby and I would need during my pregnancy.
I didn't care one bit for him, but now that he was gone, my sanity would surely deteriorate even faster, these people could go back to doing whatever the hell and whenever the hell they pleased with me and who would get me what I needed for the rest of the five months?
I felt furious, something snapped within me. Everything had been taken away from me. All I had left were his protection and this baby. Now one of those things had been taken from me.
So without thinking I grabbed the shiv I knew to be in Leon's pocket and lunged for the first human I could reach and shoved the blade into his back. My free hand gripped his orange prison slacks as I pushed and twisted the blade right where his spine was situated, severing the nerves.
Who knew this grand knowledge of the medical world that I possessed could come in hand like this.
The human fell to his knees with a cry as I pulled the shiv out, pulled at his hair, and sunk it into his neck, immediatly cutting off the fragile nerves and vertebrae there. Whatever damage I did in there, was irreversible.
The man choked on his own blood as the blade had pierced his windpipe aswell. Before long he lied on the floor, body still and lifeless.
The mob boss and his remaining lackey stared at the sight in front of them in shock.
And then, a look of anger grew on his face.
"Usually I'd get my message across to people who are indebted to me by going for the people closest to them first, but I had always agreed to never hurt you for the little one inside. Now you have given me no other choice." The human said, just barely able to contain his anger enough to tell me this.
I had made a mistake, I knew I did, but I couldn't care less at the moment.
My one form of security, as demented as it may have been, had been taken away from me. I wanted retribution for that.
Sure, once upon a time I had been taught revenge wasn't good for anything and would only become a sorrowful cycle with no end, but that mattered little to me anymore.
Noticing that I wasn't about to apologise or anything, the human decided to go right ahead.
"Looks like you give me no other choice." He once more repeated and nodded towards me to his companion, who frowned deeply in anger as he shot towards me, grabbed my collar and punched me in the abdomen.
I grunted and fell to my knees, my arms wrapped around my bump as I grimaced.
"Now look what you've made me do." The maf said in a nonchalant tone.
I took a deep breath as I rubbed that sore spot. When I didn't seem as bothered as they expected me to be, they became slightly worried.
"Oh, please, don't look so surprised." I said as I got back up on my feet, shiv still in hand. With one strike without hesitance and fueled by rage, I cut clean through his throat.
He had attempted an attack on my baby's life and he paid dearly for that.
I may not be able to use my Chaos Control anymore, but that doesn't mean it's no longer present. The energy is still crawling beneath my skin. That energy has been keeping my body healthy and has been protecting my baby at any cost.
Whatever damage they'd try to inflict, nothing could hurt it, not until it was born.
With shiv in hand, I turned to look at the tall human next. With cold resolve, I glared at him.

I spend my time in solitary for the next week or so for the murder of four people, Leon's death having been blamed on me aswell.
It was cold, it was dark and no one to talk to. Anyone would've lost his mind in just the first 24 hours, but it had become clear that I don't have much sense to lose anymore.
I had taken another three lives and unlike the temper tantrum I had thrown when I killed those former G.U.N soldiers, I couldn't care less this time. All I cared about is that I got my revenge and that my baby was safe.
I sat back against the wall and opened my vest so I could stroke my belly directly, hands brushing through fur. I couldn't wait until it would finally begin to move.
Suddenly the door opened for the first time in a week and granted me an escape from solitary. I got up and allowed one of the two wardens to cuff my wrists before they took me away from this place to lead me back to my cell.
They couldn't help but feel a cold chill run down their spines as they took me back. My calm demeanor and good behaviour chilled them. When I had killed those three maf members, they had pretty much considered it to be a psychotic breakdown or something. Solitary wasn't supposed to have calmed me down as much as it did. Numb and catatonic sure, but not as calm as this.
They didn't understand how good it felt to be able to defend myself again, they didn't understand the wonders having a child was doing to me.
But, alas, they were glad when they could finally drop me off at my cell and I sat on my bunk after the cuffs were removed and continued to keep myself busy with my baby bump.
Now the rest of my prison sentence could continue.

With Leon out of the way, I was back on the market again. Though it seems like people were actively avoiding me now that I have killed the mob boss and his two henchmen. The mob was often known for taking revenge and being 'close' to me made others fear for their vengeance aswell.
Not to mention that they could sense something 'off' about me. It unnerved them. Unnatural calm, but also like I could explode at any time.
So for the first time, people were really leaving me alone. And though that reliefed me, it could be quite troublesome aswell.
I needed and wanted certain items. Vitamins specially for one's pregnancy for example. The food was stale, the living conditions poor to say the least and I doubted my body could provide the baby with all the nutrients it needed.
Thing is, I have nothing worth trading. I barely have any personal possessions and I had no ties to the outside world anymore, so it wasn't like I could get my hands on anything worth of value in here.
So I became independent and continued to trade the one thing they'd accept from me.
I didn't feel anything anymore about spreading my legs for these scum as all I wanted was to get what this baby might need.
But as the months continued and the baby kept milking me dry of any Chaos Energy I had, I began to notice some changes.
Physical changes that I didn't very much agree with.
"There, these should be good enough for you." The criminal I have just finished servicing stated as he handed me a small packet before leaving, but I grabbed the hem of his vest as pulled him back into my cell. He wasn't going anywhere until I had checked the package out.
I opened the messily wrapped thing and saw to my relief that it were a pair of glasses. I pushed it up the bridge of my nose and noticed that the blurriness faded away, as did my headache over time.
Knowing that I approved, the mobian quickly left. When I had first come in here, I was simply that bastard that put them in this hellhole. Then I had become the local prison bitch. And now I was that crazy prostitute who'd kill in the blink of an eye if the other's end of the bargain wasn't met.
These people would do anything for the feeling of a real pussy, but that didn't mean they'd like to stay after sex and catch up with me. That mobian was glad to leave.
I lied down on my side on my cot and sighed in content now that the headache that's been plaguing me for over a week had finally dissapeared.
My body being less and less maintained by my Chaos Energy meant that it wouldn't be as great as before. It wasn't because of the baby, my Chaos Energy was supposed to replenish whatever was lost, but that wasn't possible with these enhanced inhibitor rings. My golden ones had a special technique to pull them off, but so far these didn't have that.
These past two months, I was six months far now, my eyes have gone bad. As was tradition in the Robotnik family, I was now nearsighted. Thanks to these glasses I had asked that convict to get for me, that was finally no longer a problem to me.
Once again life had become a little bit easier on me and all that was required was a little less common sense.
Not to worry, I'm sure it'll come back when I'm away from this place.
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