Every Angel has a Shadow

Author's note: Another Fic idea I had after seeing the Eva fic "Speed". I had thought about something like this myself, but seeing another author do an attempt gave me the confidence to write my own. I'm not ripping anyone off, I hope to do this in my own way.

Be warned, I have never watched an episode of Evangelion in my life.

Disclaimer: I'm doing this on a whim, and I'm not making a profit (at least I don't think I am).

Prologue:

Year unknown, planet Mobius:

He stretched a black and red arm towards the setting sun. 'How long has it been?' he asked himself, 'How long since they were all taken?'. It was no use to think about it now, everyone was gone, taken by death, or in Omega's case, rust.

Leaping off the apartment he was sitting on, he effortlessly landed on the sidewalk, 20 stories below where he previously sat. He started walking, one real destination in mind. The crowds of anthros and humans parted in front of him. He could have easily joined the traffic on the streets, as he could move faster than those hover cars on only his own feet. With the special shoes that the good doctor had made him before... that unfortunate event... he would easily leave the car's in the dust. But he didn't feel like it.

The black blur, fastest thing alive, wanted time to reflect.

He wasn't sure whether to thank his creator or curse him for the immortality he was draped with. On one hand, it had allowed him to save his friends, the entire planet, from the Black Arms, and to give the humans cursed with the terminal disease NIDS salvation. But it made him live longer than his friends, their children, their grandchildren, until they didn't even know him anymore.

No. They knew him. Everyone knew him. Or at least knew of him. After-all, he WAS Shadow the Hedgehog, the last great hero of the robot wars.

All to quickly, Shadow's walk ended. He was where he wanted to be. Or perhaps where he didn't want to be. It didn't really matter.

In front of him stood a group of statues. Of his friends. They even made one of him.

Tails, wrench held high, his new third tail held high in confidence.

Knuckles, donning a vest and fedora, glaring at any who would trespass on the holy site.

Rouge, clutching her newest "Find" as if it would run away.

Omega, electronic gaze watching those who walked by.

Amy, foot upon her hammer, ready to take any challenger.

Cream, her eternal innocent smile bringing happiness to those who took a moment to look.

Blaze, looking as proper as a queen should.

In the centre stood three more statues, sometimes jokingly referred to as the three hedgehogs of the apocalypse, as they had only really showed up in times of crisis, bathed in the golden glow of their super forms.

Himself, Shadow, clutching a red energy lance, prepared to strike down any threat.

Silver, the enigmatic warrior from the future, with a shield created from his own mind, ready to defend everyone.

And finally Sonic, ready to rush at death, spit in it's face, then strike it down.

He didn't know why he came here, perhaps to remind himself once again of what he lost.

He turned away, unwilling to leave. Why was it that he could laugh in the face of a nigh God, while he couldn't look to the future without cringing?

"Come on Faker, it isn't like you to give up so easily!"

Shadow whirled around, expecting to see the face of his longtime rival and friend, and in a sense he did. The statue continued to stare, as if directly at him. He sighed, it was just a memory.

"Gotta keep movin forwards, if you look back, it'll drag you down!"

Shadow almost slapped himself in the face. Shadow had a way to continue his life, perhaps help others, all within his body. He turned to the statue again, in tears and almost laughing, and said to the memory, "Even now, when you're long gone, you still continue to prove me wrong, blue hedgehog!"

And with a flash of green he was gone.

Aboard the ARK:

Shadow scanned the notes in front of him for what felt like the thousandth time. He had to admit he was impressed. The good doctor had given him the power of Chaos Control, the power to control the flow of time and space. Apparently Doctor Gerald had also meant for him to cruise dimensions.

He ran down his mental checklist, making sure he had all he needed to leave this world behind.

All 7 chaos emeralds? Check.

His will? Check.

He was ready.

Placing a flower before the memorial to those who died here so long ago he slowly walked to the cannon's core, to bring his plan to fruitation.

In the cannon's core:

Stepping into the centre of the faux-temple, Shadow was hit with a wave of memories.

This is where he first made friends with Sonic.

This is where he dealt with that ugly prototype. (How an ugly, malformed lizard was the prototype for a handsome hedgehog like himself was anyone's guess)

This was where he got his first taste of super form.

It was the last thing he would see of this world.

He raised his hands and voice, and in a flash of light and a shout of Chaos Control, and the ARK was once again abandoned.

A hospital, post-impact earth, 2000:

Shadow knew something was off when he arrived. A quick look at his body told him why.

He had no body.

He was a swirling ball of darkness, and he was slowly gaining awareness of his surroundings.

'At least I know from that faker Mephiles that I can hitch a ride in a shadow. Or can I?' He dismissed the thought, time travel was too confusing.

Finding his way to the door, he was unsurprised that he had a form not unlike a gas. Turning, he noticed the door behind him, it was marked B-5.

Basement level 5? No wonder it was so dark.

Footfalls soon caught his attention, apparently sone janitor or something. He dove into the shadows surrounding him, prepared to do a bit of hitch-hiking.

He didn't have to wait long.

The janitor came down and grabbed a box of band-aids, muttering about ungrateful doctors. He immediately left the basement, unaware of the follower at his feet.

Two hours and countless shadow swaps later, the angsty one found himself in a nursery, dozens of human babies around him. Slipping out of the caretaker's shadow and into the shadow of a crib, Shadow waited. He made sure to wait a few minutes for the caretaker to get far enough away, He revealed himself, in all of his dark dripping glory, scaring many of the children.

As he rose into the air, he decided to possess one of the children. He knew the kid's parents would hate him for enslaving their child, but they could have another. However, scanning the potential candidates for his vessel didn't really fill him with confidence.

Then he saw HIM.

A small boy with brown hair and slate blue eyes stared at him, defiant, unafraid, while his fellows screamed in terror. This -he glanced down- Shinji Ikari would do well as a host.

Shadow moved towards the child, enveloping him. Quickly the dark mass that was once a hedgehog was absorbed by the child.

If the caretaker had paid more attention to Shinji when he came to check the babies, he would have noticed the child's eyes flash crimson before turning blue again.

Ending Notes:

Please R&R, as I need criticism, and I want to know what you think of my story.

Eva stuff is coming up next chapter.

No, Shinji won't be super instantly at the beginning, nor will he be Shadow. He won't get the trademark hover-skates until a few chapters in, won't really use more then a smidgen of chaos powers until the fifth, won't use a true technique until the seventh, and won't start actively learning how to use the powers until after the tenth, at least.

No other Sonic series characters will appear, outside of flashbacks that is.

There may or may not be Gendo abuse.

There will be a "This is WHO I AM!" ending, likely 2.

Tell me what you think.