Hello! This is my first ever fanfic...like, ever. This has been a long time coming. But I'm here now. Anyway, this is a kinda sorta Dark Sonic fic. Dark Sonic being the dark Sonic from Sonic X. I love that show. I could have done Sonic EXE but I think anything I could have written about EXE would've been REALLY cliche at this point. Plus, that Dark Sonic scene from Sonic X is one of my favorite Sonic moments. Ever. So I guess you could consider this fic taking place in the Sonic X universe. Though I probably won't bring up many plot points from that show, and I especially won't mention Chris (unless I absolutely have to). So yeah here goes. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: All Sonic characters belong to SEGA. I wish I owned them though.

There is a dark entity within my soul...

There's no escape...

Dark Times

Sonic the hedgehog stared out at the lake in front of him. It had been five years since Sonic and friends defeated the metarex and saved the universe.

And ever since then, Sonic had been having nightmares of his dark form.

He would feel a frigid, icy wind surround him and would suddenly feel very tense. He would see darkness and hear a high pitch ringing in his ears. Then, he could feel his dark form taking over his body and suddenly a powerful, vengeful anger would overcome him. He dreamed of killing innocent people, including his friends, and taking great pleasure in seeing their scared faces... and the blood.

So. Much. Blood.

Sonic would always wake in a cold sweat, gasping for air. These dreams had recently became so frequent that Sonic forced himself to stay awake for as long as physically possible, and slept as little as possible. Whenever he felt sleep sneaking its way into his eyes, he would get up and try to run it off. He would go somewhere, anywhere to clear his head.

He could barely talk to his friends anymore. He couldn't bare to see them when he'd constantly dream of them screaming for help from his wrath. He couldn't bare to look at himself. He couldn't bare to look at his bloodshot eyes with heavy bags underneath. He couldn't look at his reflection without seeing his dark form in the reflection instead.

His friends would often try to get him to tell at least a little part of why he was being so isolated. He would usually just brush them off and run away. He always hated having to do that. For so long, these were the people he cared about the most. They cared too, and were only trying to help. But Sonic just couldn't dare to see their faces if he were to tell them the truth about what he is capable of.

Sonic continued to stare at the glassy lake as the moon rose high into the sky. He exhaled deeply and his eyes started to droop. Sleep was closing in.

Here we go again...

So yeah! I hope you enjoyed this... I know it wasn't anything special but it is my first fic after all. I'm a newbie. And besides, you could read A LOT worse. So please review, I'll accept CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Trolls are dumb and I won't really listen to them. Andof course, compliments are ALWAYS accepted :) Till next time!