Remnants of a broken child
Calming his breathing, he lifted his body up by one hand. Hours later, sweat spilled from his fur. Shadow poured his remains of water on his quills, he took a breath in and slowly exhaled to slow his heart rate to normal. His wife walked in with a towel, handing it to him he mopped the excess sweat away. She said "Your ma called, but she sounded completely different. Her voice was filled with venom and malice. Although it had a sweet tone to it."
His eyes widened as he muttered something in German, she looked at him and quickly left fearing he'd burn someone. His aura flared at the thought of her. Yes, he had forgotten about her, but now she's being let out after she nearly killed him thousands of times. The flames around him dissolved as his mind and body relaxed. Walking out of the training room, he sat on the roof spotting a blue blur he chuckled.
Skidding to a stop, Sonic looked at his fake and held a thumbs up. Shadow nodded and whistled, a shadowy figure slithered up to him. He said to the figure "Let's just hope this goes well." the figure nodded and seeped away. At that thousands of shadows covered the sky, blocking out the sun, the only thing that ran through Shadow's ears were the sound of triumph. Blowing into a horn, the army of shadow figures depleted.
He held his head at the distant crack of a whip, he thought it was just his imagination. Jumping back inside, he shook his head at the Russian scrolls on the table. At least everything was normal for him then they were eleven years ago.
A/N: Keeping my promises like always I bring you the sequel.