OMG I'M SO SORRY! I'm really sorry I hadn't been updating, but I have an excuse!
WRITER'S BLOCK
DUN, DUN, DUN!
There's been drama at my house, my mum's in rehab, so I'll have to live at my aunt's house for two months. ;-;
I miss my mum...
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"Faker!"
Shadow looked around. Where was he? In the time that Shadow was temporarily blinded, he heard gunshots...
Five. He had heard five of them. That was a bad sign.
"Faker!"
He could see now, but that didn't matter.
Sonic had been injured a little bit before, he had sprained his ankle. If that gun had been pointed at him, he was most likely dead.
Shadow didn't like to think about that. Sonic, as much as he hated to admit it, was his friend. And Amy... Oh Amy...
He had promised to bring Sonic home safely. To save him from whatever had captured him in the first place.
He saw a blue lump in the grass a few feet away from him.
Shit.
He ran over.
Sonic was lying on his side, in a pool of blood that was getting bigger by the second. Shadow had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. Somehow, he knew that blood was his.
He turned Sonic over to see his condition. Sonic's muzzle was pale, his breathing was shallow and...
His stomach and chest were riddled with bullet holes.
Five of them.
Sonic looked at him through half-lidded eyes. "Why..."
"What?"
"You...did...this...why..."
Shadow was confused. Then he remembered...
He was the one holding that gun... He had been blinded... He thought he shot at the enemy, but obviously he didn't.
It was his fault.
"I'm sorry..." was all he could mutter.
Sonic looked at him with a horrible look in his eyes, one Shadow will never forget.
Pure hatred.
He closed them. A few minutes later, he stopped breathing.
Sonic the Hedgehog was dead.
And his friend was his murderer.
Murderer.
Shadow had killed people before, but never his friends.
He wondered what Amy would say.
She would hate him forever. All of his friends would, even Rouge, she was rather good friends with Sonic.
Shadow buried him, he gave him a makeshift tombstone.
Then, he walked. He walked far away from the grave, from Station Square, all of it. He walked away from his past life.
Because he didn't have a life anymore.
So he walked, hoping to get away from his burden.
But you can never run away.
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When I'm in a bad mood I torture my favorite characters.
So R&R and all that crap.
Disclaimer: Don't own Sonic, Shadow, Amy or Rouge. However, I do own 11 Sonic games, 4 episodes of AOSTH on DVD, a Sonic blanket, a Sonic plushie, Silver and Shadow action figure, and a comic book.