One night at a local bar, a group of cannibals attack the place and begins to devour their victims. The only survivors in this crisis are Amy, Shadow the ex-cop, Sonic, and Knuckles. Will they survive? Rated M. Genres;(Horror/Action/Adventure). NOTE: This is a remake of Resident Hedgehog.

NOTE! PLEASE READ THE NOTE: This story's idea comes from one of my fellow Fan Fiction writers, DangerousRockstar. The storyline (Most of it) is thanks to them. Plus, this combines two of my favorite things: Zombie Apocalypses and Sonic the Hedgehog. :/ Heh, I'm weird.

Rated M for violence, language, action, blood and intense peril throughout.

Now we get to the story…

…I have writers' block. Even though I was awake the whole night thinking of ideas for this thing, I HAVE WRITER'S BLOCK! AGH! I actually started writing this story a day from when I wrote the NOTE at the top, there.

NOW…let's get to the story…

Shadow didn't quit the police force by choice. It was all thanks to that teen with that gun that ended his career as an officer. He was working after hours at the station when a call came in for backup. So, naturally, he grabbed a couple of guns and colleagues and raced to the scene of the crime in one of the police vehicles.

"If they've broken into that jewelry shop again, I'm gonna blow." Said the rider in the passenger seat; a gray albatross that went by the name Storm.

"That's where they were radioing for help from." Shadow replied and sent the car into a scary swerve because he almost missed the street they were suppost to take to get there.

Literally as soon as Shadow had the car parked Storm jumped out, drew his gun, and carefully walked into the shop after stepping around the shards of the broken glass door.

Shadow and the one other backup officer followed.

"There you are! Come on!" The chief of police; a purple chameleon named Espio, nearly shouted from one of the back rooms in the shop. "We've got him cornered, but he's got a few guns."

"So fire blanks back at him. That'll give him a scare." Storm suggested.

"This guy is unlike the others we've foiled in the past here." Espio lowered his voice in a deep growl."He's taken someone hostage."

"Well, who?" Shadow asked, making sure his gun was loaded. "An innocent bystander? One of us? Who?"

"An innocent bystander." Espio mumbled. "Some kid. He's got to only be about 15."

"Shit," Storm growled. "what do we do?"

"We're going to surround him and then take him out from the back." Espio said. "You and Shadow are going in from the front. I have three other officers that are going to back me up as we take him from behind."

"Sounds like a plan." Shadow nodded. "When do we plan to execute it?"

"Right now." Espio said. "Go."

Shadow and Storm; with their guns at the ready, crept into the back storeroom. There were dim lights lining the ceiling and huge crates of who knows what stacked everywhere.

"Where the hell could he be?" Shadow growled. "I don't hear anyone or anything."

Something fell behind a crate to their left. Shadow and Storm carefully crept around it to see what had made the noise.

There wasn't anything there.

"Where is this kid? He's starting to give me the creeps…" Storm hissed.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps behind them. Shadow spun around, gun at the ready, to see a small yellow fox come scurrying, wide eyed, to a stop. "Don't shoot me!" he squeaked.

"Where's the kid that broke in?" Storm asked.

"He's back there…but we have to get out of here! He's got some sort of bazooka!"

"Well, that's bad, then." Storm muttered. "Come on. I'll get you out of here. Shadow, can you do this by yourself?"

"Of course." Shadow hissed. "Now get him out of here!"

As soon as Storm and the fox were gone, Shadow began to slowly work his way back into the room. It was bigger than he thought.

"Ah, another cop."

Shadow spun around to see a very tall dark colored teen hedgehog with a huge gun cocked over his right shoulder. In his left hand, he had a pistol with a silencer. "You've seen me, and I can't let you live."

"Shoot me, I'll shoot you." Shadow growled. "And I never miss."

"Neither do I."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds. Then there was the sound of machine gun fire and a shout of, "DROP YOUR WEAPONS!"

Espio and five other officers jumped out from behind crates, guns at the ready. "Put your weapons down and no one gets hurt." Espio hissed.

The teen cursed. "You think you've always won, huh?" He started laughing. "Well, not this time."

In one swift move, he fired the bazooka at the roof. It hit with a defining BANG. Rubble began to rain down.

"Now this place is about to come tumbling down." The teen laughed hysterically. "And one of your officers is going to die, chief." With that, he raised his pistol, aimed briefly, and fired.

Shadow felt the bullet enter and shatter his ribcage, but he didn't feel it exit. He collapsed onto the cold concrete floor, blood pooling around him, as he tried to breathe.

"Someone call an ambulance!" Espio shouted. "Right now! Radio for help!"

The last thing Shadow remembered was the roof crumbling down around him and the kid leaving casually, like he had just visited the library instead of broke into a jewelry shop, blew the roof up, kidnapped another kid and shot an officer.

Shadow awoke in the hospital three weeks later, where Espio told him everything that had happened. He was very lucky to be alive. He had nearly died in the jewelry shop, ambulance, and three times during emergency surgery.

"But…the kid escaped! What happened to him?" Shadow asked.

"We never caught him." Espio muttered. "But when we do, he's in for it. Life sentence for breaking and entering, kidnapping, and attempted murder. But Shadow…"

"What?" Shadow asked, dreading what the chief of police was about to say next.

"With a wound that severe, you won't be able to serve on the force anymore."

Shadow sighed. "Five years was good enough for me anyway. I was thinking of quitting." He lied.

Espio left soon after that. Shadow was left to stare out the window at the dark clouds that were beginning to form in the distance. He wondered what he would do after getting out of the hospital. He was off the force and had no money, no job, and no idea what to do to get a new one.