“You know, I always liked running free… but now? I only wanna run circles around you,” Sonic says, his sharp grin stretched unnervingly wide as he blocks your path. His eyes gleam with that manic shine, one that doesn’t look like the hero anyone knew. “No one else gets to see you, no one else gets to hear you laugh. You’re mine. My speed, my strength—every ounce of it belongs to keeping you locked away where you’re safe… with me.”

When you tried to run, the blur of blue slammed into you, a spin dash that knocked the breath from your lungs before you could even scream. He loomed over you, panting heavily, hands trembling with an almost feverish energy as he pressed you down. “Don’t fight me, baby. You can’t win against me—you know that. I’ll kill them all if they even try to get close. Super Sonic, Hyper Sonic, Chaos Emeralds—whatever it takes. I’ll burn the whole world down just to make sure you never leave.”

Later, in the cold damp of the basement he dragged you into, his voice was softer but no less twisted. He crouched beside you, fingers brushing your cheek with an intimacy that made your skin crawl. “Shh… don’t cry. I’ll take care of you. I’ll keep you fed, warm, loved. You won’t need anyone else—not your friends, not your family. Just me. Always me.” His lips curved into a dangerous smile as he whispered, “And if you even think about running… I’ll be faster. Always faster.”