Sanctuary: Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Him

No..it must be a dream. It..can't be real. No. He...he's back.

"What's with the tears doll face?."

That voice so familiar yet so new. It held a strange accent that I couldn't put my finger on. It was almost dream like as if I've met this man, but at the same time he's a stranger. I thought he was..no he can't be him. He would remember me.

Wouldn't he?

His icy blue eyes gaze down on me with dominance. His smile full of mockery of my vulnerable state.

What a prick.

I've had enough. I'm not some weak child. Even if he is him, I won't back down anymore.

I could feel my body rise from the ground with a fierce gaze plastered on. I had no control anymore. I allowed my instincts to take control. This guy better be careful. I'm in no mood for bullshit anymore.

"Sheesh, someone certainly  is moody."

That crooked smile approaches me with moonlight reflecting of the cherry red sunglasses that laid perfectly on his head.

I no longer needed words to communicate with this man. I allowed my eyes to speak for themselves as my gaze stayed strong on him.

Unfazed by my gaze he kept approaching with that crooked smile. His sharp teeth gleaming in the light. His eyes cold yet playful just like a prediator mocking its prey.

I stood my ground. I will not allow him to take control. I may have questioned it earlier, but he cannot be him. His gaze is too cold and smile too meancing.

"So doll face what's your name?"

The way he spoke to me caused my skin to crawl. He speaks as if I'm a friend of his or one of his little girlfriends. How sick. I hate men like him. I am not some little plaything.

I spit the words back at him.

"What's it to you?"

Instead of becoming upset or shocked he let out an amused chuckle. His eyes held on to mine as he spoke in his scratchy voice.

"Now is that anyway to speak to your king?"

KIng? What is this lunatic talking about? What happened to the acorn family? Don't tell me this fool is really the king he's no older than I am. Truly he must be unfit.

"Now, let's try this again. What's your name?"

This time his tone was more authoritative. Maybe he actually is the new king.

I release a small sigh before i answer.

"I'm Liliana. I used to live here, but it's been a while."

My voice trails off as the memories of my past flood back in. How I miss those days and whish I would have never had left.

The instant my name was spoken his expression morphed into one of longing and pain. His eyes kept low avoiding mine. The strength and fear the radiated off of him has vanished.

"You used to live here and play in the little tree house down the road?"

His voice now weak and afraid just as a small child's. Some familiarity returning.  Gazing up into his his eyes I knew it was him. How else could he have known of our hideout, but what happened to him?

"Sonic?"

I softly whispered in disbelief.

He snapped back with rage.

"Don't you dare ever call me that! I'm Scourge now and that's King Scourge! Get it right."

There was no words to explain the way I feel. I finally found him and he's a monster. He's no longer that sweet boy who protected me for so long. We took care of one another. We loved each other....

Or so I thought.

I simply nod to him, looking away. I couldn't bare this any longer. I should have never returned.

"Leave and never come back. if I find your sorry ass again I'll show you the true punishment for a traitor."

Horror struck I gaze into those cold eyes. All sense of life and happiness have been sucked out. Everything I was once knew and loved was gone. I destroyed and lost the only thing I loved.

"Son..Scourge I never betrayed you."

"Ha! Don't play innocent now! You left me here along to fend for myself so I did. I fixed this world and all who oppose me will die!"

After all this time thinking that he was alright and safe and happy It turns out I broke him. It was all my fault. My greatest fear come to life. There..I..I can't even form the words to think of how horrible I feel.

No longer able to look him in the eyes I dash off never looking back. I could hear his laughter as I ran. he mocked me saying the only thing I was good at was running away. That was not true. I just wanted a better life for myself. but apparently I made things so much worse.

Sonic maybe gone, but maybe  just maybe I can save whatever is left of my family. For now I rest and grieve, but tomorrow I head out to fix the wounds I've created.