Count Shadow
By Tiffany Harders
I do not own the story Dracula or Sonic nor the company Sega, I just own the brides I had to make up. If I did own Sega, oh how there would be CHAOS! And I confess to being a huge Shadow and Amy pairing fan, which is why my two stories containing Sonic characters always has them in the leading love roles. This is mostly based off the movie with Gary Oldman, but I have rearranged it to make it appropriate for Christians to read. So basically it will be for almost all ages to read. There will be a little blood, but such is the way of vampire movies or stories.
Shadow/Dracula
Amy Rose/Mina
Sonic/Jonathan
Sonic's uncle, Sir Charles/Abraham Van Helsing
Rouge/Lucy
Knuckles/Arthur
Espio/ Jack
Vector/Quincy
Eggman/Reinfield
A brown girl bat (Abbey), a black girl cat (Cassie), and a blond girl porcupine (Sara)/Dracula's brides
In the city of London, everyone was asleep, except for one individual. In an insane asylum there was a padded cell with a bared window that showed London, there was a fat egg-shaped man with a mustache and in a strait jacket that was unlatched at the moment, and he was talking to someone that no one could see.
"I've done everything that you have asked, Master." He said, getting up from his seat on the floor, "All the preparations are in order, for I know (he picked a live fly from the ceiling) that when the rewards are given, I will be one of those who prosper from your generosity."
He looked at the fly between his white-gloved fingers before popping it into his mouth.
"Mmm, thank you." He said, sitting down again and chewing on the fly.
At a company that sold homes to wealthy people…..
"He's gone mad, and I will need you to pick up from where he started Mr. Sonic, you must help his costumer Count Shadow." An old gray wolf in a business suit said to a younger blue hedgehog, in a not so fancy suit, showing that he didn't make much money.
"Of course sir, but if you don't mind me asking, what exactly happened to Mr. Eggman in Transylvania?" Sonic asked him.
"Nothing, his own personal problems." The gray wolf replied, but something on his face showed that he knew more that what he was telling, "This is a good opportunity for you."
Later that day…..
Sonic had just told Amy, his fiancée, who was happy for him and disappointed at the same time.
"Well we've waited this long, haven't we Sonic?" Amy said, smiling at him.
"We can be married when I come back." Sonic said assuringly.
"Of course." Amy said.
Sonic turned to go elsewhere, but Amy stopped him.
"Sonic…Sonic." Amy said softly, her emerald-green eyes showing she loved him and wanted something…
Amy led Sonic to a stone bench in the garden where they were, with Sonic checking the area in case someone else was there.
"Sonic I love you." Amy said, sitting down.
"And I love you Amy." Sonic said, sitting down as well.
They kissed with Sonic pulling Amy closer to him.
A few days later, Sonic was on a train heading towards Transylvania, and was enjoying the scenery and looking at a picture of Amy. Then he put it down and opened a letter he had received from the Count Shadow. He began to read.
Shadow's voice is saying the words that he reads……
My friend,
Welcome to Transylvania, I trust that your journey has been a happy one.
I look forward to meeting you and doing business with you, and I hope you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. My carriage will meet you at Cross Point and bring you to me.
Your Friend,
S.
Sonic was off the train a little later after he read Count Shadow's note and was soon on a carriage to meet the Count's carriage at Cross Point. After Sonic told the driver where to go, the black echidna looked spooked like he had seen a ghost and asked if he was sure. Confused, Sonic assured the driver that's where he wanted to go. The driver sighed and allowed him in, with several other animals as well, and started driving. Upon reaching the site, the carriage stopped and Sonic got out, looking around.
There was no carriage, yet.
"We're early driver, there's no one here." Sonic said, and a young cat girl grabbed his hand, putting a cross in it and saying something in her foreign tongue.
Sonic looked at the silver cross in his hand admiringly, for he was a Christian himself, and an older man with a strange headset came forward, threw Sonic's suitcase out (almost hitting Sonic in the process), and slammed the carriage door shut. The driver slapped the ponies with the reins, driving them at a rather hurried speed.
Sonic, now alone, stared after them bewildered and picked up his suitcase, sliding the cross around his neck. After they were out of his sight, he started looking around in the area where he was and saw something that made his spine crawl.
A wood cross with a carving of Jesus on it and someone cruel had put a wolf's head where Jesus' face should be. The wolf head looked like it had been rotting for quite a while and there were just bits of fur and mostly bone. The mouth was open, making it look like it was snarling at visitors. Sonic glared at it, feeling angry at whoever did that. Sonic heard howling from all around him and looking around, he was scared to find that there were large wolves everywhere, all looking at him and growling. To Sonic's relief, he heard the galloping of hooves and a black carriage pulled by four black ponies came up, and the driver was in gear that made him look both dark and frightening in the lantern's light.
The driver said nothing, just made a frightening noise in his throat, and helped Sonic into the carriage. Sonic was too frightened to speak, so he just got in without questions.
Sonic settled himself on the red cushions and jumped when the driver cracked his whip at the ponies, causing one of them to scream. As he rode, he could still hear and see the wolves outside, some of the many that he saw earlier were chasing the carriage.
After a few hours and longer after he calmed down, he got bored with the ride and decided to ask the driver how much farther it was to the castle. He scooted over to the left side and opened the window, sticking his head out.
"Hey driver!" Sonic yelled, trying to get the driver's attention above the wind and the driver turned his head, "Is the castle much farther?"
He thought the driver looked at him, but when he found he wasn't looking at him, but down, he also looked down.
The wheels were only an inch away from a ledge and beyond that ledge was a gouge that looked like it was a good five miles down.
Sonic gulped and pulled his head back in, shutting the window. He soon felt the carriage start to slow, and he watched out the window as the carriage pulled up to a gate. The gate opened seemingly on its own and Sonic could have sworn that he had seen faint red fire flickering and dancing in front of the gate that both the ponies and the carriage went through before going through the gate completely. Sonic stuck his head out the window and looked back, seeing it again faintly before it disappeared completely from his sight and the gate closed with a loud CLANG!
The carriage pulled up in front of the old castle and Sonic got out with his suitcase. As soon as he was out, the driver drove the carriage away. Sonic watched him go, the turned towards the doors. A couple of large stones fell from the structure of the castle behind him, causing him to jump and whirl around.
Sonic eyed the stones that just fell.
No wonder he wants to leave the castle, it's falling apart, stone by stone. Sonic thought, turning back towards the doors.
Sonic walked up, rather awkwardly because his suitcase was so heavy, to the doors and they opened, like the gate seemly on their own, and revealing a beautiful and old room with coats of arms, tapestries, and a painting of a black hedgehog with red highlights with red armor, a hint of fierceness in the ruby eyes. Sonic suddenly sensed he was not alone and saw a shadow in front of him. It gave an impression of creeping up to do something horrible to him and then he saw the owner of it, carrying a colorful lantern.
An ancient-looking gray hedgehog with ruby eyes, his orange-highlighted quills up in a ponytail and wearing a long red robe with symbols of a green emerald on the front came up to him.
"Welcome to my home." The old gray creature said in a raspy voice, "Enter freely and leave some of the happiness you bring."
Sonic was a little creeped out by this hedgehog, but didn't show it.
"Count Shadow?" Sonic inquired.
"I am Shadow." The gray hedgehog confirmed, and then gestured inside, "Come in."
Sonic looked down at the step before stepping up and entering.
Count Shadow then led Sonic to the dining room, where there was food prepared on a table.
"Please sit down and enjoy yourself." Shadow invited.
Sonic accepted the invite and sat down while Shadow poured him a glass of Pepsi.
"I trust you will excuse me if I do not join you." Shadow said, having finished pouring the soda and sitting down himself, "I have already dined, and also, I never drink…..soda."
Sonic gave a smile to show his appreciation and settling a napkin onto his lap. He looked at the painting of the black hedgehog again.
"An ancestor? I see the resemblance." Sonic asked Shadow, trying to start up a conversation.
Shadow briefly looked at the painting before fixing his rather intense gaze upon Sonic.
"Count Shadow the 1st, of the Order of the Chaos, the Emerald." Shadow said, getting up and walking until he was directly under the painting, "Order of the Chaos used to assist the churches by slaying their enemies, and in time, that relationship showed that it wasn't entirely…….successful."
"Oh yes…….heheheheh." Sonic said chuckling, thinking sarcastically, I wonder why, if they all were as weird as this guy!
Shadow let out a roar of anger and pulled a sword out of nowhere, swinging it once around his head, and pointing it at Sonic's throat, only an inch away. Sonic just sat there paralyzed with fear at the angry old hedgehog, who obviously had very good skills with swords.
"It isn't a laughing matter!" Shadow snarled, "We the Chaos have a right to be proud, what demon or witch was as powerful as a killer whose blood flows in these veins?!"
Shadow pointed the sword at Sonic's face and then brought it to his other hand.
"Blood." He said, cutting his hand slowly, bringing the cut hand up to his face briefly like he was going to bring the cut to his mouth, then closing his hand in a fist and lowering back to his side, "Is too precious a thing in this time. The legends of my great race are now but a tale to be told."
He then slid the sword onto the table, and Sonic started to feel guilty.
"I am the last of my kind." Shadow said sadly and slowly.
Sonic stood up, a pitying look on his face.
"I have insulted you with my ignorance, Count." He said, "Forgive me."
A little later on, they were completing a contract, which Shadow had signed and sealed with the Chaos symbol. He placed his seal down and put his hands together.
"I so long to wander the streets in your London." Shadow said, walking to a large map behind where Sonic sat, with marks of crosses where Shadow had bought houses in a strange circle, "To share its life, its……death."
At the mention of death, Sonic became somewhat uncomfortable. But he regained control of himself.
"And you Count, are….." Sonic said, getting up and looking behind him where Shadow was.
Shadow wasn't there anymore and Sonic looked around to find him on his other side.
"Are now owner of the Abbey, congratulations." Sonic said.
"Your superiors are most appreciative of your talent." Shadow said, revealing the palms of his hands for a moment.
Sonic saw with some disturbance that he had thick hair on his palms, and quickly looked back up to Shadow's face.
"They say you are a hedgehog of good…..taste." Shadow said, smiling in a strange way.
Sonic smiled nervously at him and got up, looking at the map where the marks were.
"Excuse my curiosity, but why buy houses in a circle like this? Is it to raise the market value?" Sonic asked, approaching the map.
Shadow didn't answer this question, he was staring at something on the desk that had taken his breath away.
"Do you believe in destiny?" He suddenly breathed out to Sonic, who had turned around to stare at him.
Shadow started going towards the desk slowly.
"That even fabrics of time itself can be altered."
He reached towards the object, accidently spilled some ink over it. What he picked up was Amy's picture, with ink oozing over the glass, it showed only Amy's face.
"The luckiest animal on this earth is the one that finds…….true love." Shadow said, a smile on his face as he studied Amy's bright smiling face.
"You found Amy, I thought I lost that picture." Sonic said, "We are to be married as soon as I return to London."
Sonic all this time was unaware of the Count's shadow trying to choke his shadow behind him, showing Shadow's true feelings toward him and his love for Amy.
"Are you married, Count?" Sonic asked, "Sir, are you married?"
Shadow briefly glanced at him and then gazed at Amy's picture again, his shadow leaving Sonic's alone.
"I was married once, ages ago it seems…….she died." Shadow said, a single tear rolling down his face.
"Oh, I'm very sorry." Sonic said, now feeling very sorry for this ancient creature.
"She was fortunate. My life at its best is…..misery." Shadow said, giving the picture to Sonic, "No doubt she will make a wonderful wife."
Sonic smiled and took the picture from Shadow gently.
Shadow suddenly smiled strangely again, wiping the single tear away.
"Come, write now to your press, along to any of your loved ones, and let them know you will be staying with me, until a month from now." Shadow said, urging Sonic to the desk.
Sonic sat down and looked up at Shadow.
"A month? You really want me to stay that long?" Sonic asked, an uneasy feeling growing inside of him.
Shadow bent low to level his face with Sonic's.
"I will take no refusal." Shadow said, his tone showing that he meant it.
Shadow laughed quietly at the startled look on Sonic's face and left, spreading his cape as he went.
Amy, at her friend Rouge's house……
Amy, dressed in a red Victorian dress, was busy practicing her typing in a lounge. The page she was typing on was going to go into her diary. There was a picture of Sonic sitting next to the typewriter, with his cocky grin and a thumbs-up at the photographer.
The words that Amy typed for her diary told of her knowing that Sonic didn't like her staying at Rouge's house while he is away. He was pretty sure that if she got used to rich life, she would never settle for the life of a house seller. But Rouge and Amy had been friends since they were little, and Rouge had never made fun of Amy for being a school mistress.
Amy was about to go into another paragraph when a book nearby caught her eye. It said, Kissing in Arabia. Amy, in her curiosity, opened it to find a picture of a gray male cat and a brown female cat in white robes gripping each other tightly while French-kissing.
"I wonder if they were sore in the sides later on." Amy couldn't help but wonder out loud as she observed how tight they were gripping each other. She was still gazing at the picture when a door opened and closed loudly.
"Amy!" Rouge's voice from the entry way called out.
Amy glanced behind and shut the book quickly, resuming her typing like nothing had interrupted. Rouge, dressed in a fancy purple Victorian gown, joined her friend in the lounge.
"Oh Amy, you're always working." Rouge said teasingly, sitting down on the love seat that was next to the desk where Amy was typing, "Is Sonic making you learn to handle that ridiculous machine?"
"Yes, it's necessary for my schooling job." Amy informed her, "Plus, it's a nice way to pass the time and I use it to write in my diary."
She finished typing, got up and accidently hit the book, knocking it to the floor. Rouge and Amy quickly both sat on the floor.
"Isn't this an interesting book?" Rouge asked, picking it up before Amy, keeping it out of her reach when Amy grabbed for it, and opened it, both girls giggling.
The picture they looked at was a black hedgehog guy and a white hedgehog girl kissing each other gently while the girl was sitting on the boy's lap.
"That looks nice, doesn't it?" Amy said, looking at the picture.
"I know it is, I did that last night." Rouge said, a slight mischievous smile on her face.
"Fibber, you did not!" Amy said a grin on her face.
"Yes I did!" Rouge said and Amy gasped in disbelief, "Well, in my dreams at least."
Rouge raised herself while chuckling along with Amy and sat back on the love seat.
"Sonic kisses well, doesn't he? You can tell Rouge." Rouge said as she pulled Amy by the hand unto the seat next to her.
"Yes." Amy said, with a hint of sadness, "He also thinks he's too poor to marry me."
"Yes, well you're lucky. I don't even have one marriage proposal," Rouge said, "And here I am, almost twenty, practically a hag!"
Both girls laughed hard at the comment.
That evening, Rouge threw a public party, with music, dancing, soda, seafood, and stories.
An old butler was given the task of announcing Rouge's guests.
"Vector Vin Sherlock!" The butler announced, a crocodile in western attire beside him.
"Who is that?" Amy asked as the butler tried to take Vector's hat for him, but Vector wouldn't allow it, keeping it in his hand.
"That's Vector, one of the detectives here in town." Rouge said, looking at him dreamingly, "Bet he's a good kisser, he's so cute!"
"You're positively indecent!" Amy informed her playfully.
"I just know what boys like in a girl." Rouge insisted, "Watch."
Amy obeyed and watched as the white bat walked up to the huge crocodile.
"Vector darling." Rouge said, coming up to him, holding her hand out and briefly looking behind her to see if Amy was watching.
"Miss Rouge, why you're as fresh as a spring rain." Vector said charmingly, kissing her hand.
"Oh thank you!" Rouge said charmingly as Vector kissed her hand.
They stood near the couch that was in the middle of the room and were talking about the news and weather when the butler announced the next guest.
"Dr. Espio Ninja!"
"Espio!" Rouge called, leaving Vector standing by the couch, who looked wistfully after the beautiful bat.
Espio, dressed in a black evening suit, came in smiling, and then tripped on the jaws of the polar bear rug that was in the room. He went down clutching his foot.
"Oh Espio darling!" Rouge exclaimed, rushing to his side.
Amy had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the poor chameleon, whom Rouge was assisting to the couch. Rouge was telling him to come over to the couch so that she could kiss the aching area best, and Espio was looking thrilled.
"My poor doctor, brilliant doctor, what a naughty bear!" Rouge scolded the bear rug while stroked the blushing Espio's head with one hand while the other held his hand, and Amy giggled at the silliness of it all. Then a red echidna in a black tuxedo with a white tie, white gloves that covered his big spiked hands, and strange yellow and red shoes complete with green socks entered.
"Lord Knuckles Guardian!" The butler announced.
"Knuckles!" Rouge said in delight, leaving Espio looking mournful at her leave.
"Oh my darling!" Rouge said as she went into his waiting arms and received both a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Espio had gotten up from the couch and had discovered that he had sat upon Vector's cowboy hat, which was comically flat. He picked it up and sheepishly handed it to Vector.
"So sorry about your hat." Espio said in an apologetic tone.
"Yeah right." Vector said quietly, almost growling, taking the hat with a look of venom at the chameleon doctor.
"This is my spring dress." Rouge had said to Knuckles, turning around for Knuckles to see.
"Is it really?" Knuckles asked, looking at the dress as Rouge turned.
Rouge is so pure and virtuous, but I admit that her free way of talking shocks me to no end sometimes. Amy thought, still watching Rouge as she talked to the three boys, Still, I'm not surprised that boys flock around her. I very much wish I was as pretty and adored as she is!
Amy then got a feeling that made her spine have shivers run up and down, like she was being watched. It felt like someone dark was near her, watching her every move, in a dark and yet adoring way. She felt it come closer, and she was surprised to find herself backing away from whatever it was. Then a voice whispered right in her ear!
Tois dracus sa, witsemay. It whispered seductively in a foreign tongue while unseen and barely felt hands settled themselves on her shoulders.
Amy let out a shuddering breath after it ended, the hands left just as sudden as they came and she left the room to retire to her bedroom, thinking maybe she had some bad seafood. Rouge didn't notice her leaving, neither did anyone else.
Count Shadow watched her go, having sent his shadow to see and touch her for the first time in the flesh. His eyes were glazed over, giving them a creepy white color. Then after she left, he summoned his shadow back, and closed his eyes (which came back to ruby red), giving in to slumber.
The next day at the insane asylum where Dr. Espio worked...
"What matter of man is this?" Espio wondered out loud into a recorder that he had turned on, "Mr. Robotnik Eggman, a respected man of the company of which he worked, a well-spoken of gentleman at the Robots club, goes insane after a trip to Transylvania. Suffers a complete mental break-down. He's now obsessed with some...blood lust."
Espio ended his recording and went out to see Eggman, some guards with box-helmets on their heads, watching some other insane or mentally-disabled animals, nodding to him as he passed, and he returned the nod. He approached the cell which kept Eggman, whose mysterious insanity was keeping his mind occupied, day and night, wondering why and how he had turned insane all of a sudden.
"Stay there." Espio said to the guard next to Eggman's cell.
The guard nodded and unlocked the cell, opening it for Espio. Espio entered and eyed the fat figure that sat by the bared window in the shadows. The figure turned around and looked at him, rising to its feet, with a plate with some things squirming upon it.
The figure stepped towards him and revealed itself in the light. Mr. Eggman approached Dr. Espio.
"Would you care for a small snack of some kind, Doctor?" Eggman asked politely, holding out the plate, which had bugs of all kinds running around on it.
"No thank you, Mr. Eggman." Espio said, eyeing the plate and its creepy-crawlies, "How are you feeling tonight?"
Eggman looked at the journal that Espio was holding and scoffed at what was written.
"Much better than you, my lovesick doctor." Eggman sneered.
"Does my personal life interest you?" Espio asked, holding out his journal.
"Certainly, all life interests me." Eggman confirmed, looking over his bugs again and picking one up.
"Without a doubt, Mr. Eggman, that is disgusting." Espio said, grimacing at the sight of Eggman picking them up with his fingers.
"Actually no, perfectly nutritious." Eggman replied, looking back at the doctor before exclaiming the bugs again.
"You see its life that I ingest, and it gives life to me." Eggman said before putting a maggot into his mouth.
"A fly gives you life?" Espio asked quizzingly.
"Certainly." Eggman replied, going towards his window.
"I've have to invent a new definition of lunatic for you." Espio said, writing down Eggman's theory onto his journal, getting somewhat inspired, "What about spiders? Spiders eat the flies."
"Oh yes, spiders eat them." Eggman said as he picked a spider up and exclaimed it.
"What about sparrows?" Espio asked, watching the named bird fly circling the cell roof before settling on the window.
"Oh yes." Eggman replied, getting up as he also watched the bird, "But what eats the sparrow?"
"Something larger perhaps?" Espio inquired, going towards the door, writing as he went.
"Oh yes, a kitten." Eggman said, now kneeling on the floor, cupping his hands near the floor, like he was holding something small, "I beg of you. A little sleek, a playful kitten! Something I can teach, something I can feed! No one would refuse me a kitten."
"Wouldn't you prefer a cat?" Espio asked, holding up his pencil, one finger in the air.
Eggman inhaled sharply and deeply through his mouth at Espio's suggestion.
"Oh yes! A big cat!" Eggman said with Espio grinning at him, and suddenly added, "My salvation depends on it!"
"Your salvation?!" Espio said in surprise, the grin dropping fast from his face.
"Yes! I need lives! I need lives for the Master!" Eggman ranted, then slightly shrank into himself, his hand at his mouth.
"Master? What Master?" Espio asked, growing more and more concerned at this sudden change in character.
Eggman turned towards the window as if in a trance, and pointed one finger towards the window.
"The Master will come, and he has promised to make me immortal." Eggman said, turning back to Espio, his eyes full of madness.
"How?!" Espio snarled the question out.
Eggman growled like an animal and attacked Espio, his teeth digging into the chameleon doctor's neck. Espio screamed and the guard came running in, swinging his stick down onto Eggman's head. Another guard came running in and both of them separated the madman from the doctor.
"Blood is the Life! Blood is the Life!" Eggman screamed.
At the castle of Count Shadow...
Sonic was using a mirror to shave a stubble of a beard that he had grown over the week. His very-sharp razor was carefully going over his lathered throat, and he suddenly felt something like a hand on his shoulder. This unexpected weight scared him and he accidently gave himself a scratch on his neck.
He whirled around to see who had touched his shoulder, and discovered Shadow who was just coming in with his clean clothes. Shadow shuffled over to the bed and put the neatly folded clothes onto the guest bed. Sonic half watched him and half looked at the blood on his hand that kept going to the cut on his neck.
"I didn't hear you come in." Sonic said, putting his hand down at last.
Shadow seemed to slide over than walk as the door closed on its own and looked at the cut on his neck.
"Be careful how you cut yourself sir, it's more dangerous than you think." Shadow said.
Sonic turned around and looked at the cut with the mirror. Shadow spotted the mirror over Sonic's shoulder and growled while flinching with his hands over his face. The mirror shattered suddenly, startling Sonic and making him take a step back.
Shadow looked at the mirror again over Sonic's shoulder and hmphed.
"Tis a shame, and you shouldn't shave without a mirror." Shadow said, suddenly reaching over and taking the bewildered Sonic's razor from his hand, "Perhaps you should...grow a beard."
Sonic looked at his mirror in utter confusion while Shadow unknowingly stepped away from him and licked the blood completely off of the razor with one stroke of his tongue. A look of some satisfaction crossed over Shadow's face after the blood was gone and he stepped back to Sonic.
"The letters I have requested, have you written them?" Shadow asked, handing his hand out for them.
Sonic looked at him with an almost angry look in his eyes before turning and picking up three letters in envelopes. He handed them to Shadow over his shoulder, and Shadow smirked as he looked over the letters, finding one addressed to Amy. He eyed Amy's name for half a moment, and then put them in his robe pocket, Sonic's razor still in his hand.
"Good," Shadow said to Sonic.
Shadow then swiped the razor through the basin's water, rinsing it of lather, and using one gray finger to tip Sonic's head upwards, he shaved the razor up the blue hedgehog's neck.
"Should you leave this room," Shadow said, continuing to rinse the razor and shave the rest of Sonic's stubble of a beard, "You shouldn't go to sleep in any part of the castle...it is old, and has many bad memories...be warned.
Sonic almost gulped at the last thing, but withheld himself.
"I'm sure I understand." Sonic said respectfully.
Shadow was about to shave again when he caught sight of Sonic's new cross in the reflection of the razor.
He let out a unearthly sound of torment at the sight of it and Sonic bolted away from Shadow in fright, whirling around to stare at the ancient count.
"Do not put your faith in such...trinkets of deceit." Shadow said to Sonic, his eyes still on the cross.
Sonic grabbed the cross protectively, and looked at it before glaring at Shadow, his fingers tightening around the small figure of Jesus.
"Transylvania is not England; our ways are not your ways." Shadow continued, his voice unfailing to sound assuring, "And for you, there shall be many strange things."
That was the last straw for Sonic, first calling his a cross a "trinket of deceit", and now telling him something he very much knew, like he was no older than a five-year old.
"I've seen many strange things already!" Sonic snapped, his green eyes hard, "Freaking wolves chasing me through some red inferno!"
A chorus of wolves from outside made Sonic whirl around and stare out the window, the wolves' shadows visible just where the gate was.
Count Shadow let out a purr of pleasure, making Sonic whirl around again.
"Listen to them," Shadow said smiling, his head tilted upwards and clearly enjoying the howls of the wolves.