The Crime.
By TilasFox.
Okay, first off, this is in an entirely different zone, so the names and such
are changed, but I think you can figure out who’s who eh? ;)
Legal Mumbo-Jumbo (I hate this stuff...)- Story is ? me, but all characters
are based on those appearing in Sonic the Hedgehog games and comics. So they’re
? Sega and Archie Comics ok? Thank you.
Now on to the story.

Ashura couldn’t believe it. Arrested and being accused for some crime he
didn’t commit! All he could do was wait in the jail cell, trying desperately to
figure out what happened. But for some reason he just couldn’t think, couldn’t
concentrate. All that ran through his head over and over was “Why? Why?
WHY?” Why was he arrested? What did he do? He didn’t even know!
He had just returned from an exploration trip when the Police Commander
St. John walked up to him and slapped cuffs on him. Ashura demanded to know
why, but no one would answer. They just hauled him inside the jail and threw him
in a cell. Then St. John walked in and went up to Ashura’s cell.
“Why did you do it?” St. John said in a quiet voice.
“Why did I do what?” Ashura asked, dumbfounded.
“WHY DID YOU DO IT? HOW COULD YOU?” St. John demanded.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about! What did I do?” Ashura said.
“You killed her! You killed Tiara! You MURDERER!”
“I WHAT?” Ashura screamed. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard.
Tiara was his beloved girlfriend! They were engaged to be married! He loved her
with all his heart! He would never do anything to hurt her! “Are you crazy? I
would NEVER KILL MY OWN LOVE!” Ashura shouted.
“LIES!” St. John yelled. “There were witnesses! Undeniable proof! You
cold-heartedly murdered her!”
“NO! I could never-” Ashura began.
“Enough! I will hear no more! Your sentencing will be carried out at
dawn.” St. John turned and left.
“Wait! Stop! Tell me what happened! If I did do it, what about a trial?”
Ashura pleaded.
“A trial? A TRIAL! Do you really think you deserve a trial? After what you
brutally murdered the majesty’s own daughter? The Queen has seen the evidence!
A piece of scum like you does not deserve a trial in her eyes!” St. John yelled. He
turned and stormed out.
“Murder... me? Tiara dead? No... it’s impossible. It can’t be! It just can’t
be!” Ashura thought as he sat down in his cell. He tried to think, to remember, but
his thoughts were all a blur. He couldn’t remember anything that happened before
he returned from his trip. He couldn’t even remember the trip now. Why? Why
couldn’t he remember? It didn’t make sense...

Ashura sat alone in his cell until morning. He hadn’t slept the whole night.
He kept running things through his head but he couldn’t get any answers, nor
could he remember anything before yesterday. Finally St. John returned.
“You are to come with me for sentencing. Do not try to escape.” He said
flatly.
Ashura quietly obeyed and was silently led to the back of the compound.
Standing there were many people, including his friends, family and the Queen
herself. There were also many Guardsmen in uniforms. Ashura couldn’t help
noticing the rifles they held at their sides...
“Ashura Hedgehog,” The Queen said, in her always-formal voice. “You
have been charged with the murder of my daughter, Tiara. You have already been
found guilty. Do you have anything to say before sentence is carried out?”
“Gui- guilty? But I haven’t even had a trial! You highness I’m innocent! I
wasn’t even here! I don’t even know how any of this happened!” Ashura cried.
“You have already been found guilty.” The Queen repeated, as though not
even hearing Ashura. “The punishment for First Degree murder is death by
shooting. Commander, tie the criminal to the post.”
“What? No! Please! I’m innocent! Don’t do this! I beg you!” Ashura cried
as he was dragged over to a post concealed by the guardsmen. “Please somebody
listen!”
The entire compound was silent, as if nobody could hear his pleads. St.
John tied Ashura to the post and then stepped back.
“Mom! Dad!” Ashura cried. He looked over to them desperately, but they
only stared blankly. “Miles! Bunny!” he called to his friends. They also stared
blankly, as if they weren’t even aware what was going on. The Guardsmen lined
up facing Ashura.
“Weapons.” St. John said in a flat, emotionless voice. The Guardsmen held
out their weapons.
“Ready.” St. John commanded. They readied their weapons.
“Please no! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!” Ashura cried.
“Aim.” St. John commanded.
“NO! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE DON’T LET ME
DIE!” Ashura cried at the top of his lungs. The compound was completely silent.
“Fire...”

“Ashura! Ashura! Wake up!” A voice said.
“NOOO!” Ashura screamed as he bolted up. He looked around franticly.
He was in his room, and Tiara was sitting beside him, holding his shoulder.
“Wha? Tiara! YOU’RE ALIVE!” he grabbed her and hugged her tight.
“What? Of course I’m alive silly! Did you have a nightmare? Oh, you poor
thing.” Tiara held Ashura in her arms. “It’s okay. It was just a dream. It’s all right
now...”
“It was just a dream. Just a dream” Ashura repeated, holding onto Tiara,
never wanting to let her go. “Just a dream. Thank goodness...”

What a twist huh? Don’t you just love these dream sequence stories? ;)
THE END.