Rugged breath could be heard as the boy tried to fill his lungs. He was on his knees, the pain filling his throat making it feel scratchy.
His lungs screamed, never satisfied with the amount of oxygen he could grant it.
His blood red irises showed a lucid amount of exhaustion, pain, and above all, fear.
He was in a circle shaped pool with a current leading out of the room he was in.
He clenched his fanglike teeth, forcing himself to get back up onto his feet. He really doubted that he'd be able to stop this thing. His arm was broken, eye messed up, and he could barely stand. His "support", a G.U.N soldier, lay motionless across the room. He had no doubts that he was already dead.
There was a large hole that could only be created by being forcibly ripped open. His insides were out, and the boy felt that it'd be a miracle if he was alive.
His jet black hair had streaks that were a similar tone to his eyes trailing in the hair on his head, from his elbows to his wrists, and from his ankles to his knees.
His wrists and ankles held golden rings with white gloves, and his skates were a mix of colors from green, white, red and black. Shadow glared in contempt at the lizard like being in front of him.
It had an orange-reddish tint to its skin, with metal ankle and wristbands. Lodged on its back was something that would resemble a circular shaped battery pack.
"Come on ULTIMATE LIFE FORM. I thought you were better than this!" The voice spoke mockingly. Before he could comprehend its speed, the boy was kicked hard in the stomach, launching him off his feet. He crashed violently into the wall, and he couldn't even stand again.
Damn it…
He lifted his unusually heavy arm, the one that wasn't broken, and pushed his palm into the ground, forcefully pushing himself to get back up. He never got to that point.
A tail whipped up, slapping him heavily across his face, leaving a bloody cut on his cheek.
He breathed heavily through clenched teeth, trying not to let the thing above him get the satisfaction of hearing him voice his pain.
He felt that slick tail wrap loosely around his neck several times, then clench around his neck, nearly suffocating him.
His hand reached up and futilely tried to claw at the tail, trying to break the tails' hold on his neck.
"You're so pathetic." Its mouth never moved, yet he always heard a voice. As if he could its thoughts.
Any chance of him replying was dashed, for the grip that held his throat cut off all the air he tried to get.
As the darkness consumed him, Shadow thought back to the past few hours, remembering how this all happened.