Hey guys, I'm back with another story for you. Actually I should be finishing Huntress but that can wait. Yay procrastination!! This story takes place in the Mobius: 25 years later series before Sonic goes into the alternate timeline. I figured since we never heard of Shadow's future, I'd write him one. The inspiration for this story is "When Doves Cry" by Prince. Go listen to it!! Sonic and Co. belong to Sega, Iridessa is just a character and Light belongs to me. OK, here we go…

This Little Light of Mine

Chapter 1: Perfect Day

"And that's the end of my presentation!" The little fox-girl bowed as she and her mother returned to their seats.

"Now class," the teacher spoke. "We have to thank Ms. Fox for coming to visit us for Career Day."

"Thank you, Ms. Fox." The children of Mrs. Cream's first grade class spoke in unison, their juvenile voices mixing together to make the perfect melody.

"Next up is Light," Mrs. Cream said, looking down on her clipboard.

A little hedgehog raised his hand. He had black and red fur, pointy ears, and vivid orange eyes. Eyes that glow with the fire of a father's love. In fact, he looked a lot like his father. The resemblance was uncanny, except for his quills which were slicked down most of the time and tipped in red, not streaked. They were more like his mother's long tendrils. And those eyes, the eyes that would see so much of the world, were a mix of both… just like him. His mother's amber mixed with his father's ruby created this radiant citrus: The color that commanded respect like his father and the color that showed intelligence, like his mother.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Cream," he spoke, "but my daddy isn't here yet." The boy spoke sadly. He looked down at his feet and whispered "but he will be. I promise."

Mrs. Cream smiled. "It's okay, Light, we can wait. Right class?" She turned to the rest of the students. They all nodded their approval. "Next is Dolly and her father, Mr. Jack."

"Good morning Mr. Jack" the children sung again and Dolly's father started their presentation. The students were paying attention to him while the adults snickered in the background, but not at the donkey that was at the front of the class. The adults, the ones that tell you to give everybody an equal chance and not to make fun of people were whispering behind their hands about the little boy with the scarlet irises.

"What kind of parent is too busy for Career Day?"

"How embarrassing! I feel so sorry for the poor dear."

"Well, that's what you can expect from someone who's named after a madman."

"Mommy, you'd never forget about me, would you?"

Their words stung like salt in an open wound but he didn't let it get to him. His father had always told him not to worry about what other people had to say because gossip was just mindless chatter. It still hurt on the inside. He'd show them. He'd show them all that Light Angelo Robotnik wasn't the butt of anybody's joke. He'd be the best when he grew up, the ultimate, like Shadow.

Knock, Knock. The door creaked open slowly and a large black hedgehog stepped into the room. The whispers were silenced immediately as the figure made his way to the back of the class, trying not to interrupt the current speaker. His jet-black quills shined under the fluorescent lights as he glided gracefully to his son's chair.

"Is that him?"One more voice whispered. A pair of fiery red eyes darted to the source, instantly shutting them up. Light loved that about his dad. No matter what, people always respected him. Who cares if it was out of fear, it was still cool in the eyes of a six year old.

A sly smile curved onto Light's face. Serves you right, he thought to himself. He loved sticking it to the adults. He liked proving people wrong and proving himself right. It was just the way he was raised. Most people would say this was a sign of arrogance, butto him, it was second nature. His parents had both always been proud what with his father's status in the world and his mother's natural leadership skills.

"Light," Mrs. Cream spoke. "Now?"

"Yes Mrs. Cream. We're ready." He said in his adorable little squeak. Light grabbed his father's hand and they both walked up to the front, acquiring envy-glares with every step they took.

"Alright class, please give a warm welcome to Light's dad, Mr. Shadow."

"Good morning class." Light said, smiling. "This is my dad: Shadow the Hedgehog." He spread his arms wide to the older creature.

"What a show-off!" Someone else spoke. Shadow sent one of his famous death glares straight at them. They kept quiet for the rest of the presentation.

"My dad is a secret agent!" Light said. A chorus of "ooohs" and "aaahs" rose from the students. "He works for the Guardian Units of Nations and he got to travel all over the world and hunt for treasure with his mission partners." The students hung on every word from Light's mouth. Some even said that they wanted to be like his dad when they grew up… and he hadn't even gotten to speak yet.

Shadow chuckled. "While I am a member of G.U.N., I haven't really been working on clandestine missions lately. Since Light was born, I had chosen to give up danger for something a bit closer to home so instead of my usual job as an operations officer and leader of Team Dark, I've switched to a core-collections officer that is more headquarters- based."

The students were quiet. That's how they got when they were confused. Even some parents looked at the two like they had no clue what they were talking about.

"Dad!" Light whispered.

"Hmm?"

"First graders, Dad, remember?"

"Oh," he said realizing that his vocabulary was far too advanced for such young children and their brain-dead, normal parents. "Uh, I'm more of an information collector than an actual spy like in the movies. I still go on missions but they're mostly to help other people who are actually on the front lines."

Light gave his dad a thumbs-up. He was so proud of him.

"But," Shadow said, a hint of warning in his voice. "In order to be a good spy, 007 or otherwise, you have to be smart. Intelligence and memory are necessities. So keep reading and writing and do your best at everything. Thank you."

Light was just so happy, he could've hugged the adult next to him. And that's just what he did. He latched his arms around his father's waist and the bigger hedgehog placed a strong hand on the child's head. "And that's the end of our presentation. Are there any questions?"

Almost all of the class raised their hand.

"Okay, uh, Tommy." Light called on the small mouse.

"Do you have a gun, Mr. Shadow?"

"Yes, I do."

"Can I see?"

"No, sorry, guns are dangerous."

The young fox-girl's mother raised her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Fox?"

"Does that mean you're dangerous, Mr. Shadow?" She batted her long lashes and had a flirty smile on her muzzle.

"Uh…" He didn't even know how to answer that one. "Sometimes."

The adults giggled while the children looked at their parents confused. They had no idea what she really meant by that comment.

"One more, Dad." Light commanded. He chose the little bat sitting in her father's lap.

"What kind of places has your dad been to, Light?

"Dad's been all over the world. He's been to Downunda, the Southern Tundra, all kinds of exotic places, right Dad?"

"Right, Light."

A loud chime echoed through the building. "Alright, class. That was the bell. I'll see you tomorrow." Mrs. Cream said. "And don't forget to do your homework." She called to them.

"Bye Mrs. Cream." Light said as he quickly returned to his desk to gather his things.

"Today had been perfect, Dad!" Light spoke, fastening his coat. "At first, I thought you weren't gonna come!"

"Now Light," Shadow kneeled down to his son's side. "No matter what happens, I'll always have time for you." He pulled him into a bear-hug. "You know I'm not like your mother."

"I know, Daddy." The young boy whispered. "I know."