Many many moons ago I was a member of the old 4kidstv website where they had fanfic stories and a long forgotten format. I forget my name but those of you by chance who are reading this and have grown up still loving the Sonic gang as I have and can remember my character Flare the Hedgehog who is Shadow's love with their child Ruth please let me know! Her looks, Flare, are portrayed as long, light brown fur with silver tips at the end of her spikes where the tips are pointing up, she has long silver claws, her belly is silver and she has three silver streaks on her back leading onto her tail that ends in a silver tip. She has orange/yellow eyes and in the middle of her forehead a small chip of the yellow chaos emerald is infused. She could fly, run as fast as sonic could, and had half the strength of knuckles. She also had a black, orange tipped chao named Blackie but I will change his name. I can remember this one wonderful kid who put my character, Flare, into their story as a hero, a leading character, and it was based in kindergarten and they all were "romantically" involved, as little kids are at that age. I don't remember her name but there was also a character in that kindergarten story that wanted to kill Flare because she was jealous that she had Shadow and not her. She went so far as to draw a picture of her and shadow holding hands in front of a tombstone that said 'R.I.P Flare'. She also stood up for Shadow when he was beaten up on the playground. My character was cast in a light that was strong and leading and I will never forget that and I thank you to that wonderful writer who saw my character and loved her and put her as one of the main stars of your stories long ago. God Bless!
The blasting of sirens roused Shadow from his restless sleep. Eyes creaking open and blinking in the streetlight from the cracked blinds inside his room; he sighed and sat up. Walking over to the window he gazed out into the night, taking note on how deserted the streets always looked during this hour. Spinning around he took in his small dark bedroom what is living room, and kitchen, and bathroom. This served as his entire apartment. Turning back he gazed down the three stories and saw a young couple walking by; hands tightly interlocked and laughter rising to hit his ears. The two of them obviously oblivious to the hour of night or rather, morning. Sighing again, eyes shut in exhaustion he made his way back to bed.
Lying down he began to think, for the millionth time, of how solitary he kept himself, knowing full well that just across the way Sonic and his friends inhabited the adjacent building
Friends…not alone.
Rolling over arm covering his eyes he kept firm the lock and key he had on his emotions: completely apathetic, but by choice. Rolling back over, arms spread out lying on his back staring at the ceiling he silently wished that he wasn't so alone that Maria was there, that he had someone to hold in his arms.
He'll never admit that to himself, admitting that he needed someone to love and love him would sour his pride and arrogance. It would tarnish that "loner wolf" that "ultimate life form" title he worked so hard to brand upon himself as well as to live up to. It would cost too much… Sighing again, he still prayed for that person. He always prayed for that person that would rush in and make him feel that he had a place in this world; that he wasn't this manmade monster inside a world of creatures in who he loathed deeply. Closing his eyes, he succumbed to sleep.
No more than a second had passed when he snapped them open shooting right up in bed. There was something wrong with the chaos emeralds. Whipping the covers off he jumped to his feet and ran to the hidden compartment behind the kitchen in which he stored them.
One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Six….?
Where was the seventh? Red, teal, blue, green, white, purple….where's yellow? Where's the yellow one!
Straightening himself up his breathing became labored and sweat started to appear. Eggman was incapacitated, the Black Arms were gone, Black Doom is dead so who took the yellow chaos emerald? How did they get in and find it and why just one, why only the yellow one? Slamming the door shut to the hidden compartment he ran out of his apartment and dashed to the building adjacent his. Running to the door fully owned by the Sonic crew, he slammed on the door where the blue rat was and waited his emergence.
Opening the door the blue hedgehog gave a coy smile when he saw it was him, "Yo Shadow! What excuse is it this time? Did I sabotage your wardrobe? Or fill your toilet with piranhas?"
He sighed and smirked, trying to keep his cool, "Where is it? C'mon now where is my chaos emerald."
He cocked his head to the side, "What are you talking about? A chaos emerald is missing?"
Shadow, "My yellow chaos emerald is missing yes and it wouldn't be the first time you tampered with them."
Amy appeared out of the doorway in her bath robe, smiling she approached the two male hedgehogs and hung over Sonic's shoulder.
Amy, "What up Shadow? Do you need anything?"
He sighed, "Just my missing Chaos Emerald. I had my suspicions that Sonic took it but seeing the ignorance shining even brighter than normal throughout his face I hold doubts now."
Amy, "Well it was stolen from your apartment right? So check the security camera!"
Cursing himself that he didn't think of that first he swore and said, "My apologies, have a good night you two."
Only after watching Amy give Sonic a look that caused Shadow's heart to burn with loneliness and seal it with a kiss, they bade him goodnight. She rubbed the back of one of his ears and turning, closed the door behind them.
Looking down, waiting for the sharp stab of pain to subside, he left the building to return to his own.
Running back across the street he slipped into the control room and made sure the guards were well asleep. He dug up the taping of the night before. Popping it in the player he saw his hallway. Fast forwarding he stopped the film when a dark figure came on the scene. Playing it back he saw that the time was late last night yesterday, right before he had come home. The figure picked his lock and entered into his room. Minutes later the figure emerged holding the missing emerald and sped out of the hallway. Rewinding it, pausing, and zooming in, he gave an I-can't-believe-this-guy smirk and sat back in the chair.
He sighed, "Oh Eggman, when will you just leave everyone alone and stay dead?"
He played it back again and chuckled at the inferior little robot who broke in, but he quickly became disturbed at the thought that it knew where he kept the emeralds and only took one after finding all.
Sighing again he ejected the tape and set up the controls to view the current day and time of tonight's security footage. Rising from the chair he exited the room as silently and swiftly as he entered it.
Walking back to his room he shook his head in dismay. As much as he hated to think of needing assistance he did need Sonic and his friend's help in case Eggman was plotting another large scale attack. He knew when a battle only needed one adversary or a group and this one would more than likely need a group.
