I'm back! Sorry about the wait for 50 yy!

Shadow: Tsk tsk, Roxie.

What? I can write two at once!

Sonic: Yeah! Hey, this is Sonadow, right?

Shadow: Of Course, you numskull!

Sonic: Score!

Enjoy peeps!

...

In the thick forest, all was a party.

Actually, it depended on which forest you're talking about. For you see, there are many. If you talk about the wrong one, it may lead you into trouble.

The forest being described is none other than the forest hiding the Werewolves. They were celebrating the Coronation of their new king, Sonic the Werehog. Or hedgehog. It could be either one, considering which time of day it was.

The trees were aligned with glowing lights, music bouncing off their hollow trunks. This, my friend, is why they are named the 'Party Animals.'

The Werewolves all danced around their new King like the music was their life source. Everybody was having a great time.

Except, of course, the Vampires.

As the Werewolves danced and had a great time, The –Soon –to Be –King of –the –Vampires, Lord Shadow, was banging his head on the wall, irritated to no extent.

As you can see, the Vampires and Werewolves did not exactly 'get along.' Actually, they were both engaged in a war.

Lord Shadow didn't actually start this war with the Werewolves –his father, Black Doom did. And just like the bastard he is, he left Shadow to do all the dirty work.

Great. Just great.

And now Lord Shadow was able to feel his father's anger towards those stupid mutts.

But, on the other hand, Sonic was having a grand old time.

In his mutated form, Sonic couldn't move as fast. Though it slightly angered him, he made the best out of it and sought out his friends.

Tails, a young blonde fox with two tails, was playing with a small bunny named Cream. The rabbit didn't look changed, however. Just a few inches taller, and a little happier. After all, who wouldn't be happy?

Tails was now about a foot taller, blonde fur ragged. In that mouth was a row of jagged teeth, but the kit would never hurt a fly.

"Sonic!" he cried. The fox tackled the Blue Werehog to the ground, his tails wagging excitedly. "This party is the best!"

Sonic chuckled, picking his friend off of him. "Hey, little buddy," he said, ruffling his blonde hair. "And yeah, it is," he laughed.

Sonic's blaring emerald eyes looked at the rabbit, pale blue lips twitching into a smirk. "Hey, Cream. Having a good time with boring old Tails here?"

She blushed and giggled. "Mr. Sonic, Tails is ANYTHING but boring. And yes, I'm having a wonderful time!" she giggled. She tugged at her small orange sundress.

"SOOOONIIIIIICCC!"

"No..." Sonic groaned.

He looked around and braced himself from the blur of pink running straight towards him. "Wait, wait, Amy, Stop –WAH!" he yelped as he was tackled to the ground.

A happy, big, pink quilled Werehog with jade eyes looked down at Sonic with barely concealed satisfaction.

"What is it?" he asked, puzzled.

"We're getting married!"

Sonic nearly passed out. "What?" he gasped. No way! Why would she ruin the night?

"Yup! You heard me! The gift you've been waiting for –me!" she announced. She leaned down to try to steal a kiss. Sonic wriggled out of her grasp, backpedaling away from the crazy Werehog.

"No. No, no, no," Sonic said a bit hysterically.

"Yes! Our biggest dream!" she squealed.

"No, you mean YOUR dream! My biggest dream is to eat a five foot long chilidog!"

The pink Werehog stood up, looking slightly disappointed- but then smiled. "Your father left a note saying we're engaged. You have till your eighteen, Sonic, and then you're mine!" she giggled. She bounced off into the party, an enraged looking 'Were' Echidna stalking past her.

"Can you believe her?" he said in his deep bass tone. "She's so annoying. I'd like to take that smile of hers and –"

"Whoa, Knuckles. Little kids around here," Sonic cut in.

Knuckles immediately brightened. "Sonic! My man! The King! Can you believe it, guys?" he bellowed.

Cream gave off a nervous laugh, backing away slightly from the gigantic creature with even larger spiked knuckles. His fangs were sharp, his fur bright red and groomed into dreadlocks. He looked like a bodybuilder.

"I know, right?" Tails laughed.

"We'll all be dead in a month!"

Sonic fumed. "Hey, have some faith in me, guys!"

The friends laughed together, Cream finally managing to pull Tails away, asking him if he'd play hide and seek with her.

Sonic thought that nothing could go wrong.

TOMORROW MORNING:

"Uh, I'm so sick!" Sonic groaned, sneezing into a tissue.

Knuckles rolled his eyes. He was back to being a regular bright red echidna. "Of course you're sick. Nobody told you to go running in the rain after the party and then sleep outside."

He had a point, Sonic thought crossly.

Sonic was resting in one of the homes buried deep inside their forest. It was a woodsy home. Usually the Werewolves took it upon themselves to live up to their lineage and live inside the caves.

But if it got too cold, you should have a backup, right?

So here's Sonic, trying to get better inside his king sized bed.

"Can you get me some food?"

Knuckles smirked. "We have ribs and hamburgers. Which you want?" he asked.

Just as a little side note, I'd like to bring it upon myself to tell you they live in what seems like our time –we just have all these undead creatures with us!

Sonic gave a somewhat desperate look. "Don't you have any soup?" he asked hopefully.

"Nope. But we got meat."

Sonic groaned, flopping down onto the bed. This was hopeless. And to make it worse, Cream and Lady Vanilla were on their way here to 'heal' him. Sonic just thought it was a time where they got to shove some weir smelling spices up your nose.

"I'm sure Cream and the Lady will have a nice salad for you," Knuckles snickered. He knew that Sonic rated choking on a cheeseburger better than having... vegetables.

Sonic paled.

Just then, a tap came on the door.

"Mr. Sonic?" came Cream's delicate voice. "We're here to heal you."

Sonic moaned into his pillow. Cream usually talked to him about how much smaller he was in his regular form, and though she was sweet, she could also be damn annoying.

She skipped into the room with a small picnic basket. She smiled, jumping onto his bed.

Lady Vanilla entered the room with grace, her beautiful, glimmering red high heel shoes tapping against the floor. She wore her regular pink dress with a red vest, a long orange tie racing down her chest. Her smile was entrancing, gentle chocolate brown eyes shining as she looked at Sonic.

"Hello, Sonic. I'm so sorry to bother you, but we are here for the healing."

Sonic gave off a strained smile, giving a grunt of acknowledgement. Vanilla gave a reassuring smile as she began to mix herbs. "Just let me prepare the medicine and put on my gloves," she said calmly.

Cream talked cheerily with Sonic for the meanwhile.

"So you liked your party, Mr. King?" she asked cutely.

Sonic patted her head with a small gloved hand. "No need to call me Mr. King, kiddo. Actually, don't call me king at all. Sonic's just fine."

Cream smiled. "Okay, Mr. Sonic."

Sonic's eye twitched.

"Please inhale deeply through your nose, your Majesty," Lady Vanilla instructed. In her hand was a pile of glittering herbs that shimmered like a rainbow. When Sonic gave a slightly freaked out look, Lady Vanilla chuckled and said, "Sonic, this will just make you a little sleepy. It'll make you feel so much better."

Sonic backed away slightly.

Cream put her hand on Sonic, chocolate eyes wide as she whispered, "Please?"

Damn kid.

Sonic nearly choked.

Cream delicately handed Sonic a cup of glistening water, the hedgehog downing it in seconds.

"What the hell was that?" he gasped, holding his throat. It burned like crazy

"Oh, just a few spices and herbs I found when looking around the Vampire border," Lady Vanilla said quietly, packing up her supplies.

Sonic glared at her. "I thought I made it clear that no one was to ever draw near there," Sonic snapped.

Lady Vanilla bowed her head. "I am sorry, your Majesty, but I needed the medicine."

"If I hear that you have wandered too far yet again, Vanilla, I don't care HOW close you were with my father; I will punish you," he threatened.

Lady Vanilla frowned. "Not all Vampires are evil," she whispered. Cream looked like she was going to cry, holding her mother's dress.

Sonic sighed, anger dissipating into nothing. "It's fine... Just... don't do it again, okay?"

Lady Vanilla nodded, grabbing Cream's hand. "Cream will be with Tails today," she said before gently closing the door.

Knuckles was quiet. "Wow, Sonic... ya nearly made the kid cry. Nice!"

"Shut up," Sonic grumbled, feeling bad now. His shoulders hunched as he closed his eyes. "Can you please get me some soup? Please?"

Knuckles groaned. "Fine!"

"What, too lazy to get off your fat ass?" Sonic asked. This was how he always got Knuckles to do the work.

He fumed. "Fat ass! Yeah right! I'll get you the best damn soup on this continent!" he roared, racing out of the house.

Sonic sighed with a happy smile on his muzzle, closing his eyes. Time to get some rest.

...

"Sonic!"

So much for that.

Sonic groggily opened his eyes, looking pointedly at his 'younger brother,' Tails racing into the room.

"What is it?" he asked; his voice stuffy.

Tails had tears streaming down his muzzle. "It's Cream! She ran off into the forest when we were playing hide and seek!"

"So? If you haven't noticed, buddy, we LIVE in the forest," Sonic said, wondering if Tails had too much sugar last night.

"No! She ran off into the Vampire forest!" he sobbed.

Sonic bolted upright. "What?"

"She ran off, saying, I'll find the best hiding place ever!"

Sonic hoisted himself off the bed, stumbling to his feet. "I have to find her," he grunted.

Tails looked worried. "Should I come?"

Sonic's emerald eyes went as large as saucepans. "No!" he yelled. "I couldn't stand it if you got hurt. Vampires are dangerous! Don't follow me. Just... I don't know; make another nuclear bomb or something."

"Can I make a bazooka?"

"No, we have enough of those."

"Aw," the eight year old groaned.

Sonic just shot him a smirk before shooting out the door, showing the world just WHY he was named Sonic.

...

"Damn fog," Sonic muttered.

The Vampire's forest was eerie, always dark, a thick fog always layering the floor. No sounds were ever made, only hissing when Vampires were out hunting.

So Sonic was reluctant, but Cream's teary face appeared in his mind, and he stomped forward.

He heard giggling.

"Do it again!" said cream's bubbly voice, clapping easily heard. The response was too low for Sonic's keen sense of hearing, and even Sonic was curious.

"That's amazing, Mr.!" Cream cried happily.

Sonic located her squealing voice, running to her. It was night, now, so Sonic was in his Werehog form. He crouched low to the ground, on all fours.

What he saw made his jaw drop to the ground. Or should I say, who?

In front of Cream was a glorious looking creature. He had a defined six pack, a tuft of bright white fur on his chest, looking like a neon light compared to his jet black body. Vibrant red stripes raced up his quills and down both arms and legs. On each wrist and ankle was a golden ring. His arms had well toned muscles. The guy was ripped. His muzzle was a pale white. On each foot was a strange shoe with two jets on the bottom. Pretty cool...

But the thing that REALLY caught Sonic's attention was those eyes.

Those crimson eyes pierced the darkness, radiating with pride and dignity. But there was pain. Sonic felt drawn to the creature for no particular reason, but then noticed he was almost as large as Sonic was right now!

The raven furred hedgehog smiled at Cream, fangs flashing at the girl who was holding a small red rose. It was at that moment Sonic felt dread.

The creature was a vampire.

Cream's eyes wandered to where Sonic was, chocolate eyes wide. "Sonic?" she gasped.

The Vampire whipped around, each movement a blur. His eyes softened as he looked at Sonic.

"Is this your guardian?" he asked Cream. His voice was smooth, but had a dark, wild twist to it. His eyes pierced into Sonic's soul.

Sonic couldn't manage to talk with the hedgehog looking at him, but he stood up.

Cream nodded. "This is –"

Sonic's long, rubbery arm shot out, his large mitt covering her muzzle, stopping her from saying King. "The name's Sonic," he said quietly, baring his own fangs.

The raven fur smiled, and Sonic was sure that he'd die remembering this smile. He blushed, biting his lip. "Err, what's your name?" he asked quickly.

"My name is L..." he stopped himself quickly, not giving his identity away. "Shadow. Shadow the hedgehog."

He extended a gloved hand, eyes sparkling. Sonic was transfixed.

"Are you going to shake my hand, or shall I just leave it hanging in the air?"

The question snapped him out of it. He blushed once again, large mitt enveloping the Vampire's small hand.

It was ice cold.

Shadow closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. "Ah," he sighed happily. "You are so warm."

Sonic smirked, cheeks cherry red. "Um... I'm hoping you won't kill me now?"

Shadow's eyes turned cold and hard. "I'm not that type of Vampire, Sonic," he said harshly.

Sonic flinched. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Shadow's feature's returned to being gentle. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "It's just that... I was like that once, and I never want to return to walking that dark path."

Sonic's shoulders dropped. "Oh, um, okay. You're forgiven."

Shadow smirked, sending Sonic's heart hammering. What was worse, Sonic knew Shadow could hear it! Slow down, heart!

Shadow laid a hand on Cream's shoulder. "It is time for you to go home, little one," he said.

She looked like she was going to cry again. "But I'm having so much fun!"

"You're mother will worry about you, little wolf. Go home, and never return."

Now she started sobbing into the Vampire's leg. He remained expressionless and blank, but Sonic SWORE he saw disappointment in Shadow's eyes as well.

Then it began to rain.

Shadow looked up at the sky, his face lighting up when lightning flashed by. He frowned, looking at the two. He sighed. "I guess I'll have to bring you to a hideout, considering the fact that my brethren are beginning to hunt."

Sonic felt his blood go cold.

"Do not worry, Werehog," Shadow said calmly. "I will protect you and the girl. Just... don't wander off, okay? I don't like being out in the rain anymore than you do."

Sonic nodded feebly, his cold coming back full force. He followed Shadow into the forest, Cream on his back. Shadow ran as fast as he did when during the day.

So he sorta had a hard time keeping up, but did not complain. He just ran after him, struggling to keep pace. It definitely didn't help that the girl on his back was shrieking with laughter.

"Faster, onward!" she cried.

She was almost as annoying as Amy.

They finally made it to an old house. Sonic wasn't too sure about risking his life –after all, he WAS king –or Cream's. He wondered if he should actually do this.

Shadow looked at him, giving a reassuring look. "I will not hurt you. You have my word," he whispered.

Sonic bit his lip. "If you say so..."

Shadow smirked. "Follow me," he advised.

The house was ancient, an old couch in the living room, a few old tables in the kitchen, and an old spiral staircase leading upstairs. Shadow led them up, showing Sonic a room where he could set Cream down for the night.

Shadow placed the covers over her gently, and kissed her on the forehead. He WAS supposed to be a father one day, unbelievably. And the rabbit reminded him of... no, it was too painful to go there.

He left the room quietly, letting Sonic leave first before gently closing the door. His crimson eyes looked at Sonic.

"You are sick," he said.

Sonic nodded, throat dry. Why did the thought of being alone with Shadow do this to him? Maybe it was because he was a vampire? Yeah, that's it.

"I've only got one other bed, and I'm using it," Shadow sighed. "It's large enough so that we can share, unless you'd like to squeeze in with Cream?"

Sonic shook his head. "No way. I fill up the whole bed, and what if I roll over? I'll crush Cream!" he chuckled.

Shadow gave off a gentle, melodic laugh. It entranced Sonic, but Shadow grabbed his hand, leading him down the long hallway.

"No other Vampires will come here?" Sonic asked.

Shadow shook his head. "No. The dark Magic protects this house, and only I can enter."

"Dark magic?"

"The essence that creates a vampire," Shadow said. "We are made solely of dark magic and blood."

Sonic didn't entirely understand, but went along with it.

When they came to the large bedroom, they sat on the bed. Sonic just stared into those crimson eyes, wondering how ruby red that could get.

"Why don't you sleep in a coffin?" asked Sonic.

"It's at my other home," Shadow said, dismissing it.

Shadow lies back, closing his lids over those burning embers. Sonic was interested in the Vampire, and suddenly felt his cheeks burn. His hand trailed down Shadow's side, the Vampire watching him curiously.

"S-sorry," he stuttered.

Shadow shook his head. "Its fine, Shadow said. He peeled off his gloves, hesitant. "May I?" he asked.

Sonic blinked, but managed a yes. Shadow fingers grazed Sonic's fur gently, sending a shiver through Sonic's spine. How had this vampire –a strong one at that, turn him, The Werehog King, into jelly?"

Shadow sighed. "Still no use," he said with a sad chuckle.

"What are you talking about?" asked Sonic. "What's no use?"

Shadow looked at Sonic with gloomy blood red eyes. "Pretending that maybe I can still feel. Oh, I've gotten used to it, but you can never help but hope."

"I'm so confused," Sonic admitted.

Shadow smirked at Sonic. "I can't feel."

"Like... emotions?" he asked.

Shadow shook his head. "The nerve endings in a vampire are dead. I cannot touch nor feel."

Sonic raised an eye ridge. "So what was the point of feeling my fur?"

Shadow once again chuckled. "I can still manage to compute whether or not the object is soft or hard. Warm or cold. Nothing else, really. I couldn't find the difference between a pillow and you."

"Is that a compliment?"

"It's the closest you'll ever get to that."

"Thanks," Sonic said sarcastically.

Shadow sighed. "Get some rest. I must leave for now."

"Leave?" Sonic said, alarmed. Was he letting the other Vampires come? Would he really do that?

"I have a life as well, Sonic. No one will enter without my knowing. Just go to sleep, little wolf, I will return." With that, Shadow walked by the Werehog, giving him a final commanding look. "Stay."

Sonic's eyes narrowed. "I'm not a puppy!" he called. He grumbled when the door slammed closed.

...

"There you are, my lord!"

Shadow's shoulders hunched. Caught in the act. Damn.

Shadow turned, glaring down the young Vampire running towards him. This was what he usually did, for meeting the eyes of another vampire showed dominance, warning the other not to play with him. However, Shadow had sometimes been double crossed. If ever done, he had no problem ripping their throats out with his fangs.

It was Silver.

His glare still in place, Shadow sighed. "I thought you were out hunting with Blaze," he admitted.

Silver shrugged. "I feel bad killing."

Shadow's glare intensified, though inside, he agreed with the ivory hedgehog. But as King, he was to have no mercy on the humans. If ever he happened to come in contact with one, he was to kill it with no hesitation.

Pfft. Like he'd listen to that.

"You are a fool. If you do not feed, young one, you will perish, by your thirst or by my very own hand," Shadow said coldly.

Silver flinched. "Y-yes my Lord," he stuttered.

Shadow felt Silver's hurt, staring into those amber eyes. He scowled. "Just feed. Do not restrain yourself, child. It will be your downfall," he said before turning away briskly, stalking down the hall.

Shadow looked around the corner, making sure his latest creation, AKA Silver, was not following him. When he was sure he was alone, he walked almost silently into the kitchen.

The kitchen had a few chefs. There were slaves set aside for him and his fiancé, and they had to be fed before being slain. Shadow only got the healthiest, purest blood.

Not that he cares.

The chefs greeted him, all shivering after he passed them. I am really that scary? he thought with a frown.

He grabbed a small bag of fruits for the wolves, and stole a steak. The chefs would just have to get over the heartbreak.

Heartbreak. Heh. Shadow made a funny. (Inside joke.)

Just as Shadow was about to make a break for it, an ice cold hand was laid on his shoulder.

Shadow turned around, the ice cold glare retuning full blast, but disappearing as he met aqua eyes.

"Rouge," he whispered.

She smiled. The bat girl had soft white hair the spiked out just above her shoulders. She wore a glittering silver dress with a violet crown. Her breasts were nearly as large as her head –NO JOKE! – And she was able to charm nearly any man she'd ever met. She was Shadow's first creation, made 234 years ago. She was twenty six the day he created her. She never found out the age Shadow was created, however. As a vampire grows old, their age is unidentifiable, and a ten year old can look twenty.

Rouge kissed him before he could utter a single word. "Mmmph!" he gasped.

Rouge released him, her wings fluttering behind her happily. "The wedding is soon, my love. Are you not excited?" she asked cheerily.

Shadow chuckled. "After waiting a century?" he asked. He kissed her again. "Definitely excited."

She looked curiously at the bag before sniffing. "Why are you taking human food?" she asked suspiciously.

Shadow smiled at her sheepishly. "Ugh... the slaves aren't being fed enough?"

She laughed gently. "Let us feast, my Lord. I made a special pick, just for you," she said, leading him down the hall.

Shadow was hit by a wall of dread. Nowadays as an old, irritable man/vampire, he only drank the blood of the weak or sick. He hated killing the innocent for his own needs.

Rouge showed him a small chamber, where a young hedgehog girl waited. She was shivering and sobbing, screaming: "Mommy, take me back to mommy and daddy!"

Shadow felt mortified, but entered, his cold aura reaching the girl, watching every hair on her body stick up straight. The room was cold and silent a he entered. She looked up.

Vibrant blue eyes locked with crimson, and Shadow dismissed Rouge. He walked to the girl, his fingers on his neck. He felt her pulse underneath the thin membrane, that delicious sound of all that blood pumping so quickly...

Before he could lose it and kill her painfully, he whispered, "Please, little girl. Calm down. I will make this as painless as possible, and you will feel nothing." She began to shake violently.

To end her pain, he quickly clenched his fangs down on her soft skin, sharp canines piercing her flesh. She screamed.

Shadow's fangs bit down on her jugular vein, ending her quickly. He sucked the poor girl dry, and then laid her down gently on the floor. He felt horrible, but filled.

Rouge smirked when she saw him. "I'll be in my chambers, Lord Shadow," she sang, flying away to let Shadow sulk.

What a LOVELY fiancé.

...

Shadow returned late that night. And Sonic was pacing in the room, back and forth. He didn't know why he was so panicked that Shadow hadn't returned home so quickly, but he was worried.

And then Shadow was there.

He hugged the other male tightly.

"What's wrong?" asked Shadow, puzzled. He tried to get away from the heat, feeling his own fangs lowering, growing larger. He sighed and returned the hug awkwardly. Hey, if the kid freaked out because of this, it was his fault.

Sonic looked up, blushing, but smiling, "I'm glad you're back. I'm usually not the one to fidget or get nervous. You nearly sent me into having a heart attack!"

Shadow chuckled absently, still in despair from the kill. "I... am glad you missed me. It is a nice feeling," he sighed.

Sonic's grip tightened.

"Where were you?"

Shadow felt ice cold. "To get you and the child some food," he said, handing Sonic the sack of food.

Sonic's eyes widened; his face lighting up. "Yes! Score! There's some steak in here!" he crowed.

Shadow smirked, his eyelids drooping. "I... I must get some rest..." he said. A coffin would be nice, but he didn't want to freak out the clearly young Werehog.

Sonic nodded, chomping on the steak. "Go get some shut eye. Just... promise me one thing."

"Mmm?"

"That you won't just disappear, like you told Cream you would."

Shadow's eyes narrowed subconsciously. "And how can I keep that Promise?" he asked tiredly. "Dammit, Sonic, I just want to sleep," he moaned, desperate to escape the world of the undead and the living, if only for a while.

"Meet me here every night. Promise?" he asked, though it sounded like a whine.

Shadow closed his eyes. "Whatever... makes you happy..." he muttered, beginning to nod off.

Sonic smiled. "Thank you."

When Sonic left some of the fruit for Cream, he plopped down on the bed. Shadow was as still as a statue, not breathing, arms crossed over his chest. Sonic found himself by his side, looking at this strange raven furred creature.

He closed his eyes.

"Thank you, Shadow."

...

Shadow: Why am I the bad guy?

Sonic: Because you make one SEXY vamphog!

Shadow: Shut the hell up!

I'm with Sonic on this one.

Shadow: Roxie, why are you even WRITING this? Aren't you still doing 50 years younger?

Of course. But I though since Halloween is coming up, I'd throw this in for fun.

Sonic: Oh yeah, we'll have fun!

Shadow: ... so ... wrong...

Review please!