Seduction of Bats

Chapter 1: Mother of Grief


In Green Forest Holding her side Rouge finds herself under a heavy tree. Her groceries scattered all over the place. She couldn’t lift the log to save her life. She hears someone close over the bullet shooting! “Help…me, somebody, please, I’m…stuck. help me…” she caught herself crying a little. The pain was too unbearable. She couldn’t breath well and on top of all that she had a broken left ankle. Her life began to flash before her eyes. The time Shadow saved her in this very forest; tricking the mad doctor into trusting her. Tricking the Doctor was the laugh of her life as she thought back. Even though shadow was a hardcore hedgehog, she new that day when he save her that would be her friend for life before any one. She couldn’t believe it would end like this. Her eyes closed. She became numb all over. She could remember everyone, with smiling faces. Even though the gang was not together, that was all she could think about. Even Sonic; that blue hedgehog; never thought about anything, just ran into battle with out a care. He didn’t even have any plans.

“Come on…anyone…?…I need…help…I’m dying ova here.”

“I doubt anyone can hear me now.” Her words got more soft and quiet. She felt herself getting sleepy. “Time for me to kick the bucket, I guess.” she thought she was dying, and was willing to let death take her. More crashing and booming occurred near her but she could not see what was going on.

“I’m here. I couldn’t give off my position to the enemy. I’ll help you.” said a voice.

“Who…are…you…Where…are you.” Rouge didn’t see any one, but she felt someone near. Not a presence or any thing but a pure flesh and bone person. But he was no where to be found. A pause happened…“H-hello?” rouge said not sure what to do. An invisible hand covers her mouth. “Shh!” the voice said. Suddenly a dark purple chameleon revealed itself, he looks around and with all his muscle he lifted the tree. “Try…dragging…yourself outta there.” the chameleon said struggling to keep the tree up. Rouge used her elbows to push herself out from underneath the tree.

“Can you walk?” The chameleon said putting down the tree slowly and softly, not to draw attention to that area. She tries to get up, but begins to fall back…with silent speed, the chameleon stops her from falling. He held her still as a stone as he noticed all the noise has stopped; around them and a figure walking by the bushes. They both saw the shadow and Rouge held her breath. “This is not the place to look. he’s not here. Lord Hallow will not approve of this.”

“Send word that our next search starts in the rundown place these animals call, Station Square!”

Rouge and the Chameleon over heard this. Her stomach felt sick. Some of her friends lived there. What will happen to them. How could she save them. She has not see her friends in years. 7 to be exact. Cream, Amy, shadow, Tails, and Sonic. Knuckles work near that area too. Oh, Knuckles. She thought to herself. She had a surprise for him. Considering if the tree that landed on her legs and the little brawl she had with the cyborg animals didn’t ruin it. Rouge was only 8 days pregnant. Knuckles and her kept in touch with each other every weekend, and sometimes on the week days. They had dates, parties, and now hopefully a baby shower in a few more months. He always promised her (when he came home to the wasted shack they call a house.) “I promise we will live in a nice beautiful, humble home.” She could hear him say. Then he goes off to that horrible fight club. The manager always cheats him out of his money someway, somehow, and his other job in The National Jewel Hunt and Trade business kept him from home…from her. The shadows finally left the area every thing got quite, enough to say that the coast was clear. “Come on, I’ll get you to safety.” the chameleon said.

Mean while in the ring with a fighter, Knuckles struggles for air. As a huge bear chokes him and holds him up. “Fine…if you wanna…lay dirty...” Knuckles said swinging his feet back and fourth. “Lets play dirty.” The Echidna’s legs gather enough momentum to kick the bear hard in the chest. The bear drops him and staggers back. As fast as the Echidna’s arms could throw, he pounded the bear in the gut several times. With each blow, the next was harder. The brash Echidna then jumps up and kicks the bear in the face.

THUD!!!

The bear at last landed on the ground unconscious. The referee hoisted knuckles’ hand into the air. “KUCKLES THE REEEED ECHIDNA!!!” He won the match. Even with the victory knuckles was not happy. He new he would get half the money he was promised. He dips underneath the rope to get out, and turns to the hall on his left. He leans up against the wall. Hurt, weak, tired…he always tried his best to live up to his promise to his lovely bat, Rouge. Limping to his room he finds that some one left a small purple envelope by his door. “What now!” he growled. He fixes his arm by pushing his bone back into place; reaches down an picks up the letter.

“Sweet heart, I have a surprise for you.
Please come home soon.”

-Love Rouge-

A smile formed on his face. He opened the door and he went inside to pack. He found his wedding photo in his locker. The Echidna and Bat tried to feed each other, and got cake on each others faces. They were married for three years, and the poor Echidna didn’t even know what his wife’s favorite color was. He shoved the picture in his duffle bag, but paused and went back to correct himself and gentle placed the picture into the duffle bag again. It was time to collect his pay. He head down deeper into the hallway. He knocked on his bosses door.

“Hello, Mr. Jagged, are you there?” Knuckles asked.

“Sure come in boy, after that fight you deserve a bonus.” the Jackal laughed.
“What an extra 2 mobiums.” The Echidna sad under his breath. “What?” the Jackal chuckled. -sighs- “Nothing Mr. Jagged.” Knuckles said “Here take it or leave it” the Jackal places a bag of heaviness on the table. Knuckles heart skipped a beat.

His jaw dropped and man did it hurt; his wounds still fresh from the war against the bear, but he didn’t think about it. With no more words he opened his duffle bag and shove the other bag in. To his surprise the bag felt so heavy, he hurt his arms trying to lift it up. But he dealt with the pain, and carried his winnings home. He checked his dying watch. For now it was several hour slow. But he knew exactly what time it was. 1:05 am. He took the bus to the end of the out skirts of town and he walked the rest of the way. No one dared to try and mug him, he was too strong even the gang of hyenas left him alone. Good thing he had a reputation or he wouldn’t think about heading out until morning. Especially wound like he was. Along the trees and logs he found groceries strewn all over the place. Bullet shell sparkled on the ground and gun powder that had exploded, marked a tree in front of him. The thought raced through his mind but he didn’t panic yet, he just hurried home.

Back with Rouge, The chameleon found his hideout and knocked on the entrance. A crocodile opened the door. “Get her inside, quickly. He slowly lowers her down into the croc’s hands. The crocodile began barking out orders. “Charmy, move the couch to the other side of the room, where we can keep an eye on her! Espio, bring me a couple of blankets and pillows!” “Espio, the others has not come back from there mission yet, should we be worried?” Charmy said flickering his wings. “No I had one more mission for them to perform. They will be back shortly, and if your done with that couch please, bring me the first aid kit and grab extra bandages to dress these wounds. “No, wha…what about my husband. He won’t know where I am.” Rouge said shutting her eyes tightly due to the pain she was in.

“We’ll take care of it. Just tell us what he looks like.” the chameleon said.

“He is a red Echidna. He’s wearing a ruby wedding ring, and he has a vertical but thin white crescent moon across his chest.” Rouge struggled to get every last piece of identity she had left to say. The way she describe him and his markings gave them a clue that she cared deeply for her husband.

“His name, ma’am?” The chameleon asked.

“Knuckles.” The bat sighed.

“That’s all we needed ma’am.” the chameleon eyed his team of other chameleon and signal them to go with a nod.

“The scent is weird with this one, sir. I…I think this one is…regnant.” Espio said, slightly blushing.

Charmy fainted and fell out airborne, hearing this word.
“Your name, ma’am?” the chameleon asked.

“Rouge…and yours…?” the bat asked. “…Espio.” the chameleon answered.

“This is Charmy and I’m Vector.” the croc said fastening his gloves tighter around his wrist, getting ready to revive the bee that fell on the floor.

“Now, you must sleep Mrs. Rouge.” Espio stuck a thin needle in her neck and took it out. “…But I barely sleep this time of da…” Rouge was knocked out for a while until 9:35 that morning.

Rouge sniffed the air. Eggs and bacon. Even thought she thought eating her fellow animals was wrong. These animal where low on the food chain and really didn’t have a brain to work with anyways, after all she was a bat and well…survival of the fittest, she finally agreed to herself.

She finally opened her eyes. A snout with huge sharp teeth lean in toward her. “Ahhhhhhh! I’m sorry, I’ll never smell bacon again!” Rouge said quickly snapping out of her scared state instantly. “Sorry,” The bat said with her hand on her chest. She found herself on the ceiling hanging upside down. She slowly came down flapping her wings. A few things on the self also blew away. “You guys are too kind.” Rouge says as Vector finish placing her food on the end table for her. Behind him, Charmy came with a bathing clothe, towel and a robe and placed it on her lap. Next was Espio. He brought with him a fresh pair of clothes. Last, a girly little Bee brought her a back pack with brand new underclothes. “Oh you guys are too much.” Rouge said; she gets in mid flight and gives them each a kisses on the head, and flutters back down to her seat. The guys go back to business. She gives the girly bee an extra kiss and a hug, plus she tickles her a bit. She was deeply attached to little children more than ever when she met that that adorable sweet bee. She felt like a real mother. This is what having her own may feel like. “What’s your name, little Bee?” Rouge asked. “Aires.” The Bee said, in a kindergarten voice. Rouge was kind of sorry she asked. What a beautiful, yet evil name. She looked at the Bee. “What a gorgeous name.” the bat forced a smile on her face to cover the improbable look on her face.

!!!BOOM!!!

Something sounded outside. Espio slides into the main room. “Sir, we have trouble!”

“What’s happening!” Rouge quickly places all of her things in the backpack next to her, and grabs it to run. The hall way was block! “STAND BACK!” Vector screams. A claw bashes Vector’s head into the near by wall. The whole figure that came out off the wall was fairly huge. But to her surprise…no cyborg. It was a fully pumped up Lion. She step to the side where the kitchen was and lifted a knife out of the drawer. The bat kneeled to the ground as her ankle hurt with pain and propelled herself at the animal. She flipped the blade in her hand and stab the beast in the thigh. Circuits buzzed and zapped out of the Lion. This is a bit low tech for the gravediggers. She thought to herself. She began to treat the small knife as a sword, slashing at everything the lion could raise as defiance towards her. She step onto the ground and felt a strong sting. In order to not feel pain in her legs or ankle she had to stay in flight. Finally a cyborg tore through the roof. She grabs Vector by the arm to keep from letting the monster land on him. A sudden burst of kunai and daggers flew past her, they were all aimed at the cyborg. Thousands flew right through the beast shredding it’s out side layer. One shot through it’s right eye, shutting it down for good.

“ESPIO GET THE GIRL!!!” Rouge cried. Aires was in the corner, screaming at a puzzling fate. Would she live or would she die young. Espio flickers away from the bat’s sight. “ESPIO!” Aires screamed out. Rouge’s eyes widen. “NOOOOOOO, AIRES!!!” She shouted. The claw of a new cyborg was seconds from the little bee’s head! The claw came crashing down. No more screaming. At least the screaming told Rouge that Aires was still alive. Rouge felt a spark of anger that didn’t seem to let her think. “BLACK WAVE!!!” Rouge let her power serge through the enemy. The cyborg began to squeal and vibrate. It left the Bot burnt and it’s circuits fried. She didn’t notice but she took out the additional four cyborgs that was about to make their way in. She was breathing hard. Three more cyborgs rolled in behind that, giving her no chance to recuperate. She couldn’t do another energy blast quite like that again. She collapsed and everything got dark.

Espio ordered Charmy to get everyone out the hideout. Chameleon flew from everywhere trying to battle the cybernetic squadron. “ALPHA ONE!” Espio shouted. Unexpectedly, a couple of high pitch frequencies were echoing through out the hideout. A number of chameleons place bombs on the remainder of the Cyborgs at the same time, and kicked them out side, with all their might. A sudden increase of wining resonated outside.

!!!BOOM!!!

The blast woke Rouge out her slumber. The battle was over.

“I never felt that before. I lost somebody…I would never…” Rouge said quivering.
Tears swamped down her face. “There is no way that I should be a mom if I let that happen to any child.” She said to herself. She looks over in the area where the claw ended her life.

“There’s no body…” she looks around. She saw Espio. “Where is the body, Espio!” Rouge cried.

She lowers down to his feet as if begging for mercy. “eople aren’t suppose to die like that!!!” Rouge chokes. She never witnessed a death, that’s why it affected her so badly. Aires walks from behind the Chameleon. “Why didn‘t you save her. She didn‘t need to see death!” Rouge shouted, sounding hoarse. “Don’t cry Mrs. Rouge, I’m hear.” She looked up slowly. “Oh, my god!” Your…” Rouge hugs her and slaps Espio “Don’t scare me like that!” She hugs him. “Thanks.” Rouge says to him. Espio is confused, surprised and embarrassed. A Woman never slapped him before, or thanked him at the same, and that slap was painful as a palm thrust to the gut. Charmy giggled at Espio, as he helped more residents escape.

Rouge Lifts up Aires to hold her. She limpss over to Vector who is still unconscious. She began to examine him, wiping the access tears from her face “He’s pasted out. He’s broken two ribs, his right leg, and his right arm that he landed on.” Rouge said kind of regretted her hard headedness. Vector told her to stand back (which detracted him), which in result got him all these injuries. Guilt ran through her body like electricity.

“Listen…” Espio begins to speak. “…Since Vector is out of commission right now, I will have to take charge. We will need to get directions from head quarters in regards to a new location for our search and rescue. Said Espio Charmy flipped open a laptop. “Well we should start by getting transports for the wounded.” Charmy was able to contact HQ directly by satellite. Ok, there, our beacon is set. We should receive means of transport in a few hours. Lets gather the wounded over here.” Charmy pointed to the beds.

The woods where getting dark and Knuckles didn’t stop even for a second. . His wrist ached and his arms pounded. Knuckles finally seen his home and started to get the lead out. With every step he became more and more anxious. “Rouge, Rouge!” he shouted as he came up to the front door. He quickly tore up the floor boards and put the bag of mobiums in, and nailed the floor boards back. He placed his wife’s favorite chair on top of it. His arms really took a beating. He wrapped both of his arm in bandages. Reaching for his duffle bag he thought what might have happened to Rouge. It could’ve been anything! He tried not to stress himself out.

Knuckles packed enough supplies for a weeks trip, just in case. He began to investigate the house even further. “There was no struggle here.” Knuckles thought that maybe if an intruder attacked rouge she would try to go home and lock him out. “Nevertheless…” Knuckle thought again. Rouge wouldn’t do anything stupid like that! It was like those horror movies rouge and him use to watch. The killer was in the house and once the girl sees him; she run up stairs and not out the door! He ran out the house to the destroyed piece of forest. Some of the food began to stink due to the suns hot rays and spoiling. An imprint was in the ground as if someone were to sink inside. A tree branch near by held a piece of fabric. Knuckles held it in his hand. It smelled of flowers…burnt flowers. He looked over the bushes of the area. A few deactivated and gravediggers lie about in the grass. Knuckles felt like he was getting nowhere fast. He had no clue, no lead and he felt he had no chance of finding her. “Knuckles?…” a vice asked. “Rouge is that you?” Knuckles Didn’t hear the voice clearly and long to see Rouge’s smiling face. A girl Chameleon jumps down from the tree tops.
“We have your wife, she’s-” Knuckles cut her off by grabbing her by the shirt collar. Kunai and acupuncture needles lined his neck, in a warning to let her go. “Tch, whatever. “Were is my wife!” Knuckles choose to say each and ever syllable in fierce brutality. “She is safe with us at the hideou-” something beep in her kunai case’s side poket. The girl was tired of being interrupted and Knuckles notice it. She took out the specially place kunai but it looked the same as any others. She held it as if she was on a regular stealth mission. A screen illuminated on the side of the blade, it was Espio. “Janice, when you find the husband meet us at HQ. We where attacked just now by gravediggers. We’ll leave a transport standing by just in case you don’t return when we leave. Those are your orders.” Espio faded off the blade, and Janice puts it away. “Your wife is fine, but we must return with the group if you wish to see her.” The chameleon said. Turning away from him, ready to depart. He eyed her and all of the chameleon. “Fine.” Knuckles said as he held out his hand in trust. “Lets go.” Janice said with out shaking his hand. Knuckles knew this was going to be a long day.

To Be Continued…