Well, this is my first Fanfic, I'll try to update it as often as I can. I know that this chapter is kinda short, but I'm going to write longer ones later on, so fear not! A special thanks to Chocoholic princess and Conor T Hedgehog for your support.
Operation: "Rewind" Chapter one: Solidarity
Shadow watches, unimpressed, as storm clouds rumble overhead. The ebony, and crimson hedgehog stands on a sheer cliff in the middle of one of this planet's vast forests, somewhere in the middle of Yellowstone National Park. He'd been here for a while now, keeping to the places off the tourist routes when he could. The local wildlife hasn't been a problem, not since a bear had tried to kill him. It had been pitiful, really, but then again Earth's animals aren't as smart as Mobians. After all, who would win in a match between a six-hundred pound grizzly bear, and the Ultimate Life-Form? Hmph! It wasn't even exercise.
Shadow's gaze goes upward as a bolt of white lightning flashes toward him.
"Chaos Spear!" a bolt of golden light flies from his fingertip, and collides with the white-hot plasma. The sound is earsplitting, two clashes of thunder in succession, but Shadow ignores it. The lightning bolt arcs back into the clouds, and he hears it come back down to earth some distance away.
Shadow lets out a sound that's half a growl, half a sigh; he's bored. At least that fake blue hedgehog, Sonic, had been a good enough opponent on occasion. Perhaps, dare he admit it; it's time to seek him out? He makes a disgusted sound, and pulls out his green chaos emerald. Last he'd heard that fox boy, Miles Tails Prowers, had set up a lab in New York City. Then that is where he should go, at least it's something to do.
Shadow stares at the gem in his hand for a moment, musing that perhaps the lightning had been drawn to the emerald in the first place. The thought almost amuses him, because he knows that it is in the nature of the Chaos Emeralds to be a source of trouble wherever they show up. Much like him, as far as the general populace was concerned.
"Chaos Control!" in a flash of green light, the onyx hedgehog vanishes, much to the dismay of a pack of wolves who had been hoping for more free food to be left behind by the strange predator.
New York City, Empire State Building, Top Floor-
Shadow appears in another flash of green light, startling a pair of tourists who flee when he glances at them. He scans the skies, hoping to catch a glimpse of the royal blue plane that Tails flew. No such luck. He leaps onto the guardrail of the city overview, and then allows gravity to pull him off of the building.
One story down, he uses his hover-shoes to expertly back-flip to the side of the well-known landmark. To those who somehow managed to get a glimpse of the black and red blur it would have appeared as if he were falling headfirst. In actuality, he's using his hover-shoes to skate down the side of the building. He pushes off of the building just in time to grind along a street lamp, preform a flip, and grind along the street lamp on the opposite side of the busy road. He jumps, using his momentum to run at an upward slant on a skyscraper. When he reaches the edge of the wall, he goes airborne, overshooting the sidewalk. He grabs a streetlamp, and spins in a loop-the-loop like a gymnast, letting go when he can get the most lift. After preforming an airborne back-flip, and a half-second grind on a newspaper dispenser, Shadows dashes through the surprisingly empty sidewalks. Then again, it was night time, and anyone smart was indoors by now.
"Help!" as if on que, Shadow hears a shout from an alleyway he just happened to be passing by. In the faint light, his brain processes the scene off to his side in half a second. Two figures are distinguishable in the shadows, one standing, and the other on the ground. The standing figure has a wide girth at his gut, a red baseball cap, and something glinting in his hand, probably a knife. Shadow can't see much of the second figure, just blonde hair, a blue dress, and a matching headband.
Shadow warps into the alleyway, delivering a spinning kick to the attacker's head. As the Caucasian man collapses several feet away, Shadow turns to the woman on the ground, and silently curses. It's not her, he should have known better. What he'd mistaken for a dress was a waitress's uniform, and the face staring up at him certainly isn't Maria's. He mentally kicks himself, and walks past the drunken assailant, picking up the knife as he goes.
"Thank you."
Shadow pauses, and looks over his shoulder at the woman. She has her arms wrapped around her, and the nervous smile she's giving him seems sincere enough.
"Whatever," he turns away from her, and bolts out of her view. As he dashes though the sidewalks yet again, he thinks hard to himself. Maria is dead, long dead. He'd promised her that he would give the people of earth a chance for a happier life, something that she'd always wanted for the both of them. But how can he find his own piece of peace on this planet when the very memory of her still plagues him like a cruel ghost? He shakes himself after startling a stray cat out of its wits, and focuses on running.
There's plenty more where this came from, so don't worry, AND PLEASE DON'T HIT ME! I BRUISE EASILY, AND I CRY LIKE A GIRL! XD