Disclaimer: If I owned Sonic and the rest, would I be sitting here eating cheese doodles for dinner?

Here is the full summary. In the near future, Sonics heart gathers ash, and he grows secluded and ruthless. In a cold fight with his once best friend about whom the owner of the chaos emeralds are, Tails leaves Sonics side. Now can the kitsune step out of Sonics shadow when the fight grows into a war that threatens to rip station square apart?

P.S. here's a little age guide.

Sonic: 18

Amy: 18

Knuckles: 20

Rouge: 22

Shadow: I think he's 50 or something.

Tails: 15

Cream: 14

The undermining dark pall of clouds started to thin as the crowd separated to make way for the one true blue hero. Shadow stood, the usual mocking grin slapped across his face. Once again, it was a race to decide who the fastest hedgehog is, and a crowd had gathered around radical highway. This one would be it, the proving marathon. Sonic could feel the adrenalin pumping through his limbs as shadow greeted him in his familiar way. "Ill give you a bit of credit, faker. You actually had the guts to come here and accept your premature defeat!" Shadow said bluntly, staring directly in front of him. Sonic simply gave a half a toss of his head "I don't need your commentary, black balls. Its time to put up or shut up, and ill be there at the end when all is said and done" sonic said emphatically, to which shadow gave a low grunt.

Knuckles the echidna walked to the center of the starting line, his oversized gloved hand wrapped around a checkered flag. He cleared his throat, and began." Both of you ready?" The Hedgehogs simply gave a half nod, fully focused. Knuckles gave a pause for drama, because every race needs to have one. "GO!" he said, the flag draping down to the pavement. The two shot off like a pair of rockets, going as fast as they could. At first sonic had the lead, cutting in front of shadow every chance he could. Just as the first set of obstacles neared, he felt a pain equal to that of a family of Lemurs clawing their way out of your gallbladder. Sonic fell on one knee, seeing a spear of yellow energy land in front of him. He made a snarling motion at his dark counterpart, and immediately took off again.

Shadow was leaping and bounding off of every shortcut as he could find, and sonic always had to take the obvious route because unlike shadow he was never here in this particular stage. It came to the big bridge, and Shadow launched off onto the platform above. Sonic was busy looking up and cursing loudly, he didn't manage to see the gigantic gap in front of him.

Ever take a big step because you think there is another stair on a staircase? Magnify that times a billion. Sonic tumbled around screaming helplessly, flailing and releasing a bodily fluid that should be unleashed in a mall urinal or some other place. After a minute of thrashing around, sonic gained control again, but was helpless to…float faster that Shadows speed. Shadow had a good half a mile on him before sonic felt ground again, and gained even more when a sudden burst of vertigo overtook sonic.

The crowd waiting at the big goal ring was buzzing with anticipation, argument and illegal betting. When everyone took up their binoculars and say a red and black blur high up and off in the distance, half of the crowd cheered, and half let out a moan. Shadow was grinning the entire race, and he began to bask in his glory. When a sight behind him made him…well, ill put it this way. If he had Bob the Builder Pajamas on, they would be filled with extra Manure for them to fix. Sonic was speeding towards him at a rate unimaginable, a look of sheer determination in his eyes.

Shadow knew he had to hurry, as the springboard to launch to the winning platform drew nearer. In the back sonic was focusing on shadows movements. He couldn't catch up to him now, he had to do something. When two thoughts popped into his head. One was in a voice that sounded nasally, kind of like Urcle's. Why is it so damn hard to get through a highway? Shouldn't cars be able to get through here?

The other, more important thought was one of those bad voices, and had sonic not listened to it, this would have been a much happier tale. But the heat of the race made him rely on impulse. And that thought sounded like the right thing to do: Sonic wind. Do it. Now

Sonic didn't even have to charge for it, the wind flew from his gloved hands. He smiled when it made direct contact, but too late did he realize what he had done.

Shadows grin had faded as his feet sped up to get to that springboard. His first thought was obvious. That stupid faker can't get to me! I did it! I am the ultimate life form, baby! His celebrations were short lived, as the sound of ripping metal stung his ears, and his legs failed to move as the muscles were ripped by wind. He actually more of stumbled onto the springboard, his eyes glancing backwards when he was launched into the air.

Shadow was sent twisting into the sky, heading a little off to the side of the platform. He awoke to see the land rushing towards him, and he dared not scream. He put out his hands as impulse pushed him, but he didn't feel the crush of landing on concrete. Shadow opened his eyes, and his hands were loosely handing onto the railing on the side.

He looked below him; an infinite blackness looked as through it was a beast trying to swallow him. He looked worriedly at the already catapulting down sonic. Sonic rushed to the side, and put out his hand. Shadow took it of course, but then something snapped in sonic. A pounding voice kept banging against his temples, as if it was taunting him. The race! You can still win the race! Drop him now! Sonic was in a trance, and surprisingly trying to decide between his dilemma. He looked down at shadow, a broken clockwork smirk on his mug. Shadows eyes widened. "What are you waiting for!? Pull me up fak- I mean Sonic!" he said. Sonic simply shook his head." This is a race for the best hedgehog. I think im about to prove who is the best." Sonic said smiling, and shook his hand loose

Shadow just gasped, as the infinite abyss swallowed him whole, until there was nothing left. Sonic just stood up, a new fire in his eyes. He walked slowly and casually to the finish ring. The crowd stared at him, some shocked, some angry, and some still in denial.

Sonic touched the swirling ring "I win." He declared, in an unusually deep voice, that thrill seekers tone disappeared. Knuckled glared at him, his fists shaking. Rouge had her hands on knuckles, trying to calm him down. Amy had balled him her hands and had her face down, eyes unseen. And tails looked unbelieving at his true blue, always-heroic friend, who cackled lightly at everyone's shocked reactions. The silence cut like a razor blade. Knuckles snapped away from rouge, and spun sonic around. He started to shake sonic violently and yell. "Bring him back sonic! Do you realize what you did?! BRING SHADOW BACK NOW!" knuckles yelled in response to Sonics creepy laugh. Sonic looked up, and even his furs seemed darker " don't touch me. This was a race to see who was the best. I just proved it once-" he glanced at Amy for some reason " and for all. Shadow would have done the same thing." Knuckles cursed under his breath. "You know that's wrong. Just think about what you did sonic…its irreversible." Sonic stared deep into space, still silent. "Maybe…maybe your right. But…I did what I had to. Nothing more." Sonic said callously, and before knuckles had a chance to argue further, sped off into the distance.

Sonic always loved running with a passion. It was the time when he was alone, and no one could touch him. He ran blindly through the streets of station square, his eyes closed in thought. You did what you had to. You have always trusted your impulse, sonic the hedgehog. Why would it betray you now? Sonic seemed to smile at that thought, the crushing weight of guilt became slightly lighter. Besides, that arrogant bastard needed to be put in his place. You were just the person to do it. His eyes narrowed…was this what his thoughts had become? Was…maybe this was…sonic the hedgehog. The real one.

4 years later…

Sonic slammed the empty bottle on the end table; embers of the golden painkiller flew through the air. He sat alone in the darkness of the room; the faint glow of some idiotic show was the only light here. He was in tail's house, in the mystic ruins. His bloodshot eyes darted around the room, looking for another beer. He saw one across the room on the kitchen counter. He yawned mockingly. Sonic the hedgehog wasn't supposed to get his own things. For his past heroism, he should have maids. But the president said the relief of everyone in the world should be reward enough. To hell with that arrogant 'suit.

His dilated pupils were soon covered by eyelids, which felt like Rhinos. Sonic drifted off to sleep, in the midst of his own filth. A sonic hero, indeed.

Empty whiteness. Across the horizon, a taunting empty space was all that sonic could see. Sonic smiled. An empty space for running as far as he could. Sonic felt his feet spin like a tornado as he flew across the landscape, the breeze feeling like a sharp blessing. After running for a while, he noticed he felt hard landscape across his worn feet. His eyes drifted open, and he noticed a pavement road under his feet. The walls were becoming pixilated, and black. Eventually, the scene of radical highway drifted into view. He was back on the starting line, Knuckles still happily idiotic, Amy still swooning, and Shadow…still alive. He felt like he got a second chance, when he looked into space. No matter how he cursed it, it was still a pixilated black. But as he bent down, and felt the concrete, it felt cold and lifeless. The air still sharp and windy, just as on that night. He could even feel that revitalizing adrenalin boost he craved. But…it still wasn't real! And it wouldn't ever be again. Sonic isn't one to admit a mistake but maybe…maybe he could of…taken a different choice. Maybe.

The blaring alarm cut into Sonics sleep like a katana. He slapped around, first hitting wood, then keys, then a banana…then the clock. He shoved hit out of the wall, but his sore body didn't have the strength to unplug hit he let out a low whimper. "Taiiiiilllls…tails! Shut off this god damn alarm!" he called, his face down on the armrest of the sofa.

Tails walked out of the bathroom, in full pilot gear. He had the scarf, loose fitting shirt and a pair of baggy sweats, even the anime-ish goggles wee on his forehead. He gave a sigh. "Sonic…maybe you should get out more…" he said, putting the clock back on the table and shutting it off. Sonic gave a low bloodshot glare. "I am sorry my lifestyle doesn't fit Tails The Almighty's critique, but last time I checked, I AM SONIC THE FREAKING HEDHEHOG, AND YOU'RE THE SIDEKICK!!" he snarled, blowing tails off. Tails picked up a few peanuts, half month old yogurt, a jar of half empty peanut butter and some ostrich egg shells. Tails eyed them for a few seconds before picking them up and taking out the trash.

"So why are you dressed up today, Orville?" Sonic said, giggling at his stupid joke. Tails rolled his eyes. "I unlike some people, have work to do. I'm gonna be gone most of today." He said in a narcissistic way. Sonic scoffed. "Shut up peach fuzz." Tails was poking around, and cleaning up various shot glasses, when he gasped, and gave a worrying eye to his best friend. He walked in front of sonic. "Sonic…what's this?!" he

Asked impatiently. Sonic raised one eye to him. " That is four hits of ecstasy-" he swiped the shot glass that housed the pills. "- Which you ain't gonna steal." He said rudely. Tails gave a frown and opened his mouth to speak when sonic cut him off "- ahem. Me sonic hero, you insignificant tag-along."

Tails gave a scowl, and walked off muttering, "I'm not a tag along." The sound of a roaring jet engine interrupted Sonics pill shootin'. His eyes soon shrank, and his pupils went wide as he started laughing, and grew more and more hysterical." Got milk! I just got that!" he sputtered through hysterics.

Tails arrived around one a.m to the sound of crashing and tearing. He walked into the living room to find a virtual ground zero. Sonic was running circles around the sofa; shot glasses and broken bottles littered the floor. Large piles of needles were slammed into the wall. And he thought he saw a hookers lacy legs, but it was just a tipped over chair that sonic dressed in pantyhose for…some…reason. Tails immediately flared. "SONIC!!WHAT THE HELL IS GOI-" Tails got cut of when sonic grabbed his throat and slammed him into the wall. "Where you been, buddy?" he said, that same fire in his eyes that was there 4 years ago. Tails struggled to breathe against Sonics strong grip, but it was useless. Sonic pressed harder as tails grew purple in the face. "WELL!?" he screeched. Tails managed to scrape out "w-work…" sonic scraped him against the wall and down to the ground. He leaned in real close and tails could smell the stench of scotch. " Doing what at work, friend?" he asked. Tails stuttered nervously. This was a side of sonic he had never seen." O-oh...nothing...you know, the u-usual." He said followed by a nervous laugh. Sonics gloved hands balled into a fist. "Wrong answer, buddy old pal." He said, rearing back. Tails put up his hands and sputtered out instinctively "wait! Ill tell you…I was delivering the chaos emeralds to the art museum…that's all, I swear!!" sonic scoffed and stood back up to full height, and the world stood still for a few minutes as the cutting silence filled the room. Sonics face twisted into an enraged one, as he struck tails with all his might. Before he knew what happened, tails was on the starchy, carpeted floor. He couldn't see it, but he was sure blood had escaped his mouth. Sonic stood over him, still angry. " You gave MY chaos emeralds to some art museum?! Tails…tails, that's not a good thing to do. Those fabulous gems, they are my property. "He said, wringing his hands.

He grabbed tails by the scruff of his little neck, and slapped him across the face. The sting settled in, and tails seethed through his teeth. He turned a tear stained face to sonic. "Please sonic…think about what your doing!" he cried, as sonic shook his finger. " Ah ah ah…remember, I am the sonic hero. And you" he struck him again, still holding the frightened young kitsune. "And you, are the overshadowed baby. "He declared the last part of his sentence was filled with hate.

Sonic beat his friend that night. I wish I could tell you why, but I couldn't. Probably the debilitating drugs, but I don't think that was the whole of it. I think sonic beat tails, because he didn't stop him four years ago.

Tails lay awake in the winter twilight. His pillow was stained with a salty gray, and a taunting maroon. He needed to get sonic help…he needed to help himself. Sonic ha left earlier, saying he needed to clear his mind. But tails knew where he was going. He was going to get his 'property' back. And he couldn't stop him. Tails flicked his twin appendages in nervousness.

And even as he slept, tails knew he was the one to stop sonic. Sonic needs to be put in his place. And he was just the person to do it.

There you go, chapter one! Yeah, I know sonic is OOC, but its supposed to be a darker sonic, anyway. Don't worry shadow fans; your black hedgie isn't gone forever. So review please. And flames are accepted, as long as they are fairly critique. Not ' Omg!1! u r so g4y!!1!LoL!11! u suck ur a g4y f4g and I'm 1337!!1!!LOL!1