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Our Kingdom - Sonourge 10

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"So, this was all your doing!?" Scourge growled. Mephiles didn't answer, he just kept an eye on the nymphs like Scourge wasn't even there.

"You damn nymphs had to ruin everything." he moved closer to them, the poison dipped arrow aimed for the vixen's head. I'shad attempted to get closer , but the arrow was now aimed at her. At that, Scourge had had enough. It was one thing to mess with him, but to use him to hurt his own mate, Mephiles had gone too far. Then, in a blur of green, Scourge lunged at the advisor, knocking the dark male to the ground and knocking the bow n arrow from his hand. The nymphs bolted for the safety of a stack of hay, watching the king. He kicked away the advisor's weapon away as drew his sword once more. Scourge attacked with lighting quick slashes, getting Mephiles in the side and left arm.

"I will have your head for this!!" the emerald king yelled as he struck the struggling advisor again.

"But m'lord, why would do you turn against me." He drew a short sword form within his robes. "When the traitor is behind you and only needs one blow." Scourge jumped between the advisor and his downed lover. The doctors hurried the knights out of the stables with their king makin sure the other doesn't come any closer.

"The only traitor in here is staring right at me!!" Scourge shouted as he launched his attacks on Mephiles once more. The advisor growled, defending and throwing his own attacks to the own he loves, or used to. Even now he could here the once little black heart that had some hope of being nice, shatter into nothing but dust with each time their swords met.

"I should ask you the same thing, Mephiles," Scourge growled with another blow. "Why would you turn against me and want me to harm my own mate!?" Mephiles didn't answer, he just kept on fighting, and losing. The king's better training gave him the upper hand. The advisor fought through the pain of multiple sword wounds, for the pain of his heart was greater.

"Why my king, or rather, my love. I did because i wanted you!" Mephiles charged, a wild look now in his serpentine eyes. Scourge's eyes widened if only for a second before he went on the defensive.

"You are no love of mine, you bastard!!!" He shoured before striking back tenfold. If Meph's eyes were wild, then by now, Scourge looked crazed n bloodthirsty. The two combatants locked swords before separating again. Scourge dodged another parry from the advisor, and delivered a blow strong enough to sever the other's arm. Then, with an enraged yell, Scourge drove his sword through the advisor's abdomen, impaling the pale streaked male. The advisor in turn held the wound, making sure that nothing would fall out. He struck back just nicking the kings arm. Scourge swirled behind him, grabbing the teal streaked quils, and pressing the blade against the other's throat.

"Your punishment for controlling me, tricking me into attacking Sonic, and conspiring against the throne. Is death!" Scourge buried the blade into the advisor's throat and dealt the final blow. The nymphs instantly looked away as the king finally put an end to the advisor's life, the male's body falling limply to the floor with a sickening thud. And there he stood, staring at the body as dark blood began to pool around him. He didn't say anything, just stood, then took off out of the barn with a great wind following in his wake. The knights all stood outside the medical wing when the king approached, each with a grim look on their face. They all had questions, but only the blue hedgehog occupied their thoughts. None spoke, only the dreaded silence pestered on. And Scourge, he once again was sitting next to the door hugging his knees to his chest.T he doctors worked around the clock, trying their best and utmost to save the king's mate. The young male had lost so much blood that it seemed near impossible to bring him back from his coma-like sleep. They all kept hoping, praying, anything that might save the blue hedgehog. Hours and hours stacked onto one another, more of nothing form the doctors inside. Scourge was starting to as the twelfth hour of them sitting there approached. What if he didn't make it, what if he loses certain abilities, or what if he dies in his arms. Scourge couldn't live that image burned into his mind. All the 'what if's' clouded his mind, ignoring the knights that surrounded him and their questions about his health. Servants, slaves, civilians visiting, they all gazed in worry at the infirmary doors. And nearly an hour later, a doctor opened the door, his unformed stained with blood as he wiped sweat from his brow. Scourge, the first to reach the door, was the only one allowed. A few mumbled complaints from the knights followed, but they didn't protest. Inside the doctor led Scourge to the bed where his mate laid, his blood crusted hand delicately touched the soft fur of Sonic's cheek.

"We did everything we could." said the doctor, Scourge gained a look of panic. "But he has a 50/50 chance." The king breathed with a bit of relief.

"It's all up to him to pull through now..." the doctor added. He left giving the king and his mate some time alone. Outside he gave the same report to those who have waited as well. The king looked outside the window to see the last fadein rays of the sunset, not for one second letting go of his mate's hand. For more hours on end, all the emerald male could do was hold Sonic's hand and watch the shaky and uneven breaths that came from his mate, praying that somehow he would be able to pull through. Nurse came in every once in a while to check upon the two, and hopefully to get Scourge to eat something. In what seemed like a thousand life-times, the first rays of the dawn peeked through the window like a shy child. The emerald king was at his wits end with his fight with exhaustion, when a sound interrupted his worried thoughts. A tiny sound, one so quiet that made a little field mouse seem like an electric guitar ramped up. New hope gave the king new energy as cobalt lids struggled to open. A agonized groan escaped chaped lips as the blue lids clenched tightly closed again, the younger male hissing loudly in pain as a tear fell from pained eyes.

"Easy." Finally dull and tired emerald eyes opened, much to Scourge's relief.

"S-Scourge?" he managed to say with a scratchy throat. His answer was passionate kiss, so filled with love like it was the last.

"Please, keep still." The younger male looked up into this mate's ice blue eyes before taking a pained and shaky breath.

"Alright..." he replied, trying his best to get comfortable again despite the pain. Scourge couldn't help but smile at Sonic's stubbornness, it was a good sign in his book.
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SnowyDawn17's avatar
*nods satisfied* My work here is done.
OC ARMY! Wait for it..............an' HALT! ALL FIGHTING UNITS DISSMISSED! HEALERS! STEP FOR'ARD!
Now, SAVE HIS @$$ or face my wrath!!!!!!

....*wow, that rymed. That's bad. (I think...) :/ *