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Insanity Complex

Insane asylums…

The only places for the truly gifted to be locked away for all eternity. The misfits, the rebels, troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes, the ones who see things differently. They see the world as it will be, instead of what it is.

They aren't fond of rules. You can quote them or you and disagree with them. Hell, you can glorify and praise them, or you can vilify their existence. What you can't do…

Is ignore them.

Everyone that works in this god forsaken place has learned that on their first day. They learn from the people stuck in here, people like me. We aren't crazy, we just think differently then most people do. We see things that others don't, things that could possibly change the tide of a war, or the Mobian race for that matter. We are the one's who can change the world, and seeing as how we think that way, we usually do.

I am not crazy, I am just my normal self. Someone who saw the darkness ripped form his life in a split second with the crack and shatter of blood and bone. I see what you cannot, a future that upholds death and destruction on a scale of which the likes of you cannot comprehend. Do you understand what it means for the light to fade? Do you see that I am not the insane one here!? I am not crazy! No… it is those who cannot tell the tale of their own demise that are crazy. I AM NOT INSANE! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT!?

No matter how many times you say that, they don't care. They make you do things like sitting, thinking, writing, drawing pictures, talking to mindless zombies in their white coats… since that is all they will let us do. They make us take medicine, hoping that it will cure the invisible disease that they think we have.

They make us leave this room of sanctuary. Every time we are taken away form our place of sanctuary, a place where we see the light before the dark, we are taken to a place where pain lives, and conduct their trials, one's in which we never come back the same. We always fear that we have failed the trial and we will have to do it again in the near future, but with the fear that it will be more painful than the last.

Trials and tribulations, tests and evaluations, it's very much the same thing. Pain and suffering, life and death, those can be very much the same thing. Though no one will listen to me, no one will understand what it means to live life in a room where you see nothing, but white all day long. A place where when you come back from hell, you think you are in heaven, but then they chain you in this jacket and you are forever paralyzed, only able to freely move your legs slowly, inches by inches.

The medicine, it makes my head hurt, it shows me the truth that these people are the devil's worshippers. They beat us with these sticks when we disobey, they put us to sleep, and they expect us to do as we are told.

How can one be so horrid in thinking that I can obey? Do they not understand that chaos is upon them? Can't they see the red skies and wonder whose blood has been spilled on those nights? Why don't they see? Why can't they hear our plea for help? There is a monster among us! HELP US! DEAR MOBIUS… help us…

There are footsteps coming down the hallway, something tells me that someone is going to go to see the devil tonight, that pain is upon them. Electricity moving through things we touch, shocking us, hurting us. Medicine, oh that horrid stuff, I can't take it anymore. I would rather die in peace to be with my darkness once again.

The first time I heard those steps were when I first arrived in this place they call asylum. I came here bloodied, cut up, and bruised.

Did I do any of that myself? Did I create the pain? I don't remember, I don't remember… I can't remember! If I remember, then will I find out what I really am?

I came here with my life, held dearly in my hands. My life that was taken from me the very second I was dragged into this hell. It was a red, blooded piece of life that I used to show my eternal gratitude and love. They took it from me! If they would just see how important it was, how delicate it is, how fragile, how precious it was, then they would understand.

After that I was placed in this heavenly cell, this light beyond lights, a place where I could speak to him in silence. I could hear him every night telling me how precious I was, how strong and brave I would be after I leave here, but most importantly, he told me how beautiful I was. No matter how many times I told them that he was here with me, they told me that no one was in the heavenly place with me, that I was all alone. They were wrong… they just had to be wrong.

They know nothing. They don't understand that you're here, protecting me from harm, showing me that this is not the end. You are my darkness, my ever guiding praise that was once lost from me. Do you understand? Do you still believe that I wouldn't give the world to be something that you could see me for? If I forgot that, than why would I still cherish the very thing you gave me to show your eternal love?

Those footsteps could be heard again, this time getting ever closer, stopping in front of my sanctuary, my heaven, my protection. They opened the door to their cage, the door that I tried to seal shut forever, but somehow they got through, somehow they know my tricks. My mind is playing tricks on me, I know they couldn't get through, this time I made sure that they couldn't get through.

HOW DO THEY DO IT!?!? Can they read my mind!? Is that what it is? Can they read my very thoughts?

"Alright there Mr, it's time for you to go have fun with our friend now. Let's not make this hard enough as it is today." The devil's worshippers were trying to take me away again. They brought along their sharp pointed weapons filled with their medicine which makes my head burn like an eternal fire. I couldn't run, they had me cornered, and my legs where chained to keep me from going faster than them.

They grabbed me and started to hit me with their devil like instruments, making me fall in pain. They began to hold me down, trying to stab me with their medicine, their fire. I couldn't move, and knew that I would eventually be led back into the darkness that the devil has created with this fire.

"DON'T! STOP! The devil has created that to place me in his unholy chambers! You can't do this! He will take me away from my only life! My love! Help me… help me… help… me…" I passed out into the darkness that was part of the devil. The darkness that was not my life, that was not my protection, a darkness that never held a light for me to shine for all eternity.
The only thing that protected me from the eternal fire while I was out cold...

was a feint memory...

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"I... I... I will always cherish it. I will, and I swear it." I was holding a red chaos emerald, one given to me by a very special person at that very moment. It would be something I would treasure for the rest of my life, and it would have to be as we were to be wed.
"You know that I would only choose the best for you. I would never lower myself to giving you something such as a ring, for you deserve far better than that. You are the epitimy of beauty my love, and nothing could change that." The words spoken by my fiancee were making my head spin, and I began to feel lightheaded, as if I was flying towards heaven.
I for some reason couldn't stay stable, my heart beating faster and faster, pumping adrenaline into my bloodstream. I was so excited that my ears starting hearing the thumping of my heart, and all sound seemed to fade. The excitement was making my head spin, and I suddenly fell back onto my quills, landing on the ground.
"Sonic? Sonic... what's wrong? Sonic!"
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"Mr. Hedgehog!" A loud thump sounded off of a metal surface, and I awoke to another white coated devil sitting across from me. This one was someone I remember seeing, but I couldn't place where I had seen her. I knew her, but at the same time she wore the devil's white coat, so she had to be working for them all along.

She didn't say anything after that, she just sat there, crossed her arms and watched me. She apparently was waiting for me to do something. I wasn't going to do anything; I wouldn't give in, not to the likes of the betrayer. Never again will I trust someone as cold hearted, never again, for it could lead me back to this place.

What does she want with me? Is she reading my mind just like the other worshippers? Is she really the master behind the plot? Did she cause all of this and force them to take me here? I must blank out my mind lest she finds out my secret. She can't know about my darkness, she can't know about you. I must hurry!

She moved around a little more and after waiting what seemed like forever, a voice sounded inside the room, from where I couldn't tell.

"That is enough Dr. Cream. We'll try again next week."

She sighed, got up from her chair and walked towards the door. I hoped that my secret stayed safe, and that she knew nothing. My protector had been watching over me in this room, and I knew that every time here after I would be safe as long as I blanked out my mind so the devil couldn't read it.

Just as she reached for the door handle, she stopped, and began to speak.

"Sonic…"

I didn't tell her my name. How did she know who I was?

I didn't move, maybe she would leave me alone and go back through the door to the cage they walk among.

"Darkness and blood… what do they mean to you?"

"My life." I still didn't move, but she had asked a question no one had asked me before.

"Do you know what it means to have a life, after all that you have destroyed?"

I looked up and stared at the mirror in front of me, but I knew that more devils lurked on the other side of that mirror, and they were not only watching… but listening as well. "I have seen life taken from me in front of my eyes. Do you know what it's like to feel darkness being stripped from your entire being? To know that the one light you held on to in your soul dies out in a single breath? I know each of these things, but don't know why they came to pass. The darkness that was taken… was taken by weapons of the mindless zombies. They shattered him, drained him, and killed him. I would've taken my life in place of his; in fact life and death are but merely the same. If I were to die, I would be with my darkness, the light of my life once, the only way he lives is in the redness of heaven gift he gave me."

"Do you mean the red Chaos Emerald that you came in with?"

I stopped talking as I was interrupted and snapped my head in Dr. Cream's direction, which oddly enough surprised her. She wrote down something in some sort of tan folder filled with papers, but continued to talk.

"Tell me… What were you doing with a Chaos Emerald? The red one I mentioned."

"That… it was given to my life. A life for which I truly loved, a life which made me whole again." I'm not sure if she understood what I was saying, after all they did call this place an asylum.

"What do you mean, '…It was given to my life?' It sounds like you have a friend in that head of yours. Am I right?" She looked puzzled, and cocked her head to one side.

"NO! I speak the truth in my sanity! I don't hear voices in my head! I don't have another personality! My life, my wholeness, the darkness to my light… the only one who understood my feelings… is gone from me." I started to bang my head upon the smooth metal table, it didn't hurt, and I thought that was because of the devilish fire medicine they gave me earlier.

"I have something that you might like. It resembles an object which you saw in your evaluation a few weeks ago. In fact you would say that its color is that of fire itself." Upon hearing those words I perked my ears up, picked up my head, and sat up straighter.

Could she mean she has it here? Now? in this very room?

"Can you guess what it is?"

"My life's stone, the very thing I gave to show my happiness. Please tell me you have it here!? I would share the world with you, my secrets, and my blessings."

Please, oh please, oh please, oh please tell me she has it here! To hold it, to caress the only piece left of you. Please, oh please let me have it if she brought it.

"How about you start from the beginning. What happened that made you this way?"

"Can I… hold it?" I had to be sure whether or not she was toying with me.

She took the red Chaos Emerald and placed it on the desk, "Very well, but only for a moment." It was a start, as long as I could finally hold the emerald, I could hold part of my life as it once was. I stared and marveled at its wonder, grinning at it, talking to it.

"So how is my love tonight? I haven't seen you in over a year now."

"What do you mean by that?" She was obviously confused.

"My love… my only true love."

Did she not understand? No… it is always like this with everyone else. They never understand.

"Start from the beginning. Tell me everything about this love."

"My love? It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw, the darkness that completed my light."

"Who? Who is this person... this darkness?"

I began to smile, and stared at her.

"The darkness gave me this emerald to show eternal love. After my darkness had faded from those devils, I kept this close to my heart."

"Who is the darkness?" She was trying to desperately figure it out.

"Heh… the darkness? Why that's easy! He's the one sealed inside the emerald, dead to the world. The darkness is Shadow... Shadow the Hedgehog... my husband, and I will forever loathe this cage he is stuck in until he is freed from it."

Description
Insanity Complex

Insane asylums…

The only places for the truly gifted to be locked away for all eternity. The misfits, the rebels, troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes, the ones who see things differently. They see the world as it will be, instead of what it is.

They aren't fond of rules. You can quote them or you and disagree with them. Hell, you can glorify and praise them, or you can vilify their existence. What you can't do…

Is ignore them.

Everyone that works in this god forsaken place has learned that on their first day. They learn from the people stuck in here, people like me. We aren't crazy, we just think differently then most people do. We see things that others don't, things that could possibly change the tide of a war, or the Mobian race for that matter. We are the one's who can change the world, and seeing as how we think that way, we usually do.

I am not crazy, I am just my normal self. Someone who saw the darkness ripped form his life in a split second with the crack and shatter of blood and bone. I see what you cannot, a future that upholds death and destruction on a scale of which the likes of you cannot comprehend. Do you understand what it means for the light to fade? Do you see that I am not the insane one here!? I am not crazy! No… it is those who cannot tell the tale of their own demise that are crazy. I AM NOT INSANE! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT!?

No matter how many times you say that, they don't care. They make you do things like sitting, thinking, writing, drawing pictures, talking to mindless zombies in their white coats… since that is all they will let us do. They make us take medicine, hoping that it will cure the invisible disease that they think we have.

They make us leave this room of sanctuary. Every time we are taken away form our place of sanctuary, a place where we see the light before the dark, we are taken to a place where pain lives, and conduct their trials, one's in which we never come back the same. We always fear that we have failed the trial and we will have to do it again in the near future, but with the fear that it will be more painful than the last.

Trials and tribulations, tests and evaluations, it's very much the same thing. Pain and suffering, life and death, those can be very much the same thing. Though no one will listen to me, no one will understand what it means to live life in a room where you see nothing, but white all day long. A place where when you come back from hell, you think you are in heaven, but then they chain you in this jacket and you are forever paralyzed, only able to freely move your legs slowly, inches by inches.

The medicine, it makes my head hurt, it shows me the truth that these people are the devil's worshippers. They beat us with these sticks when we disobey, they put us to sleep, and they expect us to do as we are told.

How can one be so horrid in thinking that I can obey? Do they not understand that chaos is upon them? Can't they see the red skies and wonder whose blood has been spilled on those nights? Why don't they see? Why can't they hear our plea for help? There is a monster among us! HELP US! DEAR MOBIUS… help us…

There are footsteps coming down the hallway, something tells me that someone is going to go to see the devil tonight, that pain is upon them. Electricity moving through things we touch, shocking us, hurting us. Medicine, oh that horrid stuff, I can't take it anymore. I would rather die in peace to be with my darkness once again.

The first time I heard those steps were when I first arrived in this place they call asylum. I came here bloodied, cut up, and bruised.

Did I do any of that myself? Did I create the pain? I don't remember, I don't remember… I can't remember! If I remember, then will I find out what I really am?

I came here with my life, held dearly in my hands. My life that was taken from me the very second I was dragged into this hell. It was a red, blooded piece of life that I used to show my eternal gratitude and love. They took it from me! If they would just see how important it was, how delicate it is, how fragile, how precious it was, then they would understand.

After that I was placed in this heavenly cell, this light beyond lights, a place where I could speak to him in silence. I could hear him every night telling me how precious I was, how strong and brave I would be after I leave here, but most importantly, he told me how beautiful I was. No matter how many times I told them that he was here with me, they told me that no one was in the heavenly place with me, that I was all alone. They were wrong… they just had to be wrong.

They know nothing. They don't understand that you're here, protecting me from harm, showing me that this is not the end. You are my darkness, my ever guiding praise that was once lost from me. Do you understand? Do you still believe that I wouldn't give the world to be something that you could see me for? If I forgot that, than why would I still cherish the very thing you gave me to show your eternal love?

Those footsteps could be heard again, this time getting ever closer, stopping in front of my sanctuary, my heaven, my protection. They opened the door to their cage, the door that I tried to seal shut forever, but somehow they got through, somehow they know my tricks. My mind is playing tricks on me, I know they couldn't get through, this time I made sure that they couldn't get through.

HOW DO THEY DO IT!?!? Can they read my mind!? Is that what it is? Can they read my very thoughts?

"Alright there Mr, it's time for you to go have fun with our friend now. Let's not make this hard enough as it is today." The devil's worshippers were trying to take me away again. They brought along their sharp pointed weapons filled with their medicine which makes my head burn like an eternal fire. I couldn't run, they had me cornered, and my legs where chained to keep me from going faster than them.

They grabbed me and started to hit me with their devil like instruments, making me fall in pain. They began to hold me down, trying to stab me with their medicine, their fire. I couldn't move, and knew that I would eventually be led back into the darkness that the devil has created with this fire.

"DON'T! STOP! The devil has created that to place me in his unholy chambers! You can't do this! He will take me away from my only life! My love! Help me… help me… help… me…" I passed out into the darkness that was part of the devil. The darkness that was not my life, that was not my protection, a darkness that never held a light for me to shine for all eternity.
The only thing that protected me from the eternal fire while I was out cold...

was a feint memory...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I... I... I will always cherish it. I will, and I swear it." I was holding a red chaos emerald, one given to me by a very special person at that very moment. It would be something I would treasure for the rest of my life, and it would have to be as we were to be wed.
"You know that I would only choose the best for you. I would never lower myself to giving you something such as a ring, for you deserve far better than that. You are the epitimy of beauty my love, and nothing could change that." The words spoken by my fiancee were making my head spin, and I began to feel lightheaded, as if I was flying towards heaven.
I for some reason couldn't stay stable, my heart beating faster and faster, pumping adrenaline into my bloodstream. I was so excited that my ears starting hearing the thumping of my heart, and all sound seemed to fade. The excitement was making my head spin, and I suddenly fell back onto my quills, landing on the ground.
"Sonic? Sonic... what's wrong? Sonic!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Mr. Hedgehog!" A loud thump sounded off of a metal surface, and I awoke to another white coated devil sitting across from me. This one was someone I remember seeing, but I couldn't place where I had seen her. I knew her, but at the same time she wore the devil's white coat, so she had to be working for them all along.

She didn't say anything after that, she just sat there, crossed her arms and watched me. She apparently was waiting for me to do something. I wasn't going to do anything; I wouldn't give in, not to the likes of the betrayer. Never again will I trust someone as cold hearted, never again, for it could lead me back to this place.

What does she want with me? Is she reading my mind just like the other worshippers? Is she really the master behind the plot? Did she cause all of this and force them to take me here? I must blank out my mind lest she finds out my secret. She can't know about my darkness, she can't know about you. I must hurry!

She moved around a little more and after waiting what seemed like forever, a voice sounded inside the room, from where I couldn't tell.

"That is enough Dr. Cream. We'll try again next week."

She sighed, got up from her chair and walked towards the door. I hoped that my secret stayed safe, and that she knew nothing. My protector had been watching over me in this room, and I knew that every time here after I would be safe as long as I blanked out my mind so the devil couldn't read it.

Just as she reached for the door handle, she stopped, and began to speak.

"Sonic…"

I didn't tell her my name. How did she know who I was?

I didn't move, maybe she would leave me alone and go back through the door to the cage they walk among.

"Darkness and blood… what do they mean to you?"

"My life." I still didn't move, but she had asked a question no one had asked me before.

"Do you know what it means to have a life, after all that you have destroyed?"

I looked up and stared at the mirror in front of me, but I knew that more devils lurked on the other side of that mirror, and they were not only watching… but listening as well. "I have seen life taken from me in front of my eyes. Do you know what it's like to feel darkness being stripped from your entire being? To know that the one light you held on to in your soul dies out in a single breath? I know each of these things, but don't know why they came to pass. The darkness that was taken… was taken by weapons of the mindless zombies. They shattered him, drained him, and killed him. I would've taken my life in place of his; in fact life and death are but merely the same. If I were to die, I would be with my darkness, the light of my life once, the only way he lives is in the redness of heaven gift he gave me."

"Do you mean the red Chaos Emerald that you came in with?"

I stopped talking as I was interrupted and snapped my head in Dr. Cream's direction, which oddly enough surprised her. She wrote down something in some sort of tan folder filled with papers, but continued to talk.

"Tell me… What were you doing with a Chaos Emerald? The red one I mentioned."

"That… it was given to my life. A life for which I truly loved, a life which made me whole again." I'm not sure if she understood what I was saying, after all they did call this place an asylum.

"What do you mean, '…It was given to my life?' It sounds like you have a friend in that head of yours. Am I right?" She looked puzzled, and cocked her head to one side.

"NO! I speak the truth in my sanity! I don't hear voices in my head! I don't have another personality! My life, my wholeness, the darkness to my light… the only one who understood my feelings… is gone from me." I started to bang my head upon the smooth metal table, it didn't hurt, and I thought that was because of the devilish fire medicine they gave me earlier.

"I have something that you might like. It resembles an object which you saw in your evaluation a few weeks ago. In fact you would say that its color is that of fire itself." Upon hearing those words I perked my ears up, picked up my head, and sat up straighter.

Could she mean she has it here? Now? in this very room?

"Can you guess what it is?"

"My life's stone, the very thing I gave to show my happiness. Please tell me you have it here!? I would share the world with you, my secrets, and my blessings."

Please, oh please, oh please, oh please tell me she has it here! To hold it, to caress the only piece left of you. Please, oh please let me have it if she brought it.

"How about you start from the beginning. What happened that made you this way?"

"Can I… hold it?" I had to be sure whether or not she was toying with me.

She took the red Chaos Emerald and placed it on the desk, "Very well, but only for a moment." It was a start, as long as I could finally hold the emerald, I could hold part of my life as it once was. I stared and marveled at its wonder, grinning at it, talking to it.

"So how is my love tonight? I haven't seen you in over a year now."

"What do you mean by that?" She was obviously confused.

"My love… my only true love."

Did she not understand? No… it is always like this with everyone else. They never understand.

"Start from the beginning. Tell me everything about this love."

"My love? It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw, the darkness that completed my light."

"Who? Who is this person... this darkness?"

I began to smile, and stared at her.

"The darkness gave me this emerald to show eternal love. After my darkness had faded from those devils, I kept this close to my heart."

"Who is the darkness?" She was trying to desperately figure it out.

"Heh… the darkness? Why that's easy! He's the one sealed inside the emerald, dead to the world. The darkness is Shadow... Shadow the Hedgehog... my husband, and I will forever loathe this cage he is stuck in until he is freed from it."