Disclaimer: I do not own Shadow the Hedgehog, Amy Rose or any Sonic Team related characters. No surprises there X3 I own my three Shadow plushies though! -Huggles them tightly-

A/N: Just an idea that came into my head whilst my boyfriend was annoying me by playing 'Super Mario World' until he completed it all in one go... -Rolls eyes at him- ShadAmy and implied Knuxouge. Warning! Contains: Blood (from the start) and scenes of a sexual nature

I'd like to thank everyone who helped me with this, through MSN, AIM and PM's. :3 - You know who you all are. I hope lol

Blood Lust

A small, frail hand reached up and unsteadily put her hand on the side of the bath; a red liquid running down the crisp white porcelain as soon as the contact was made. Green eyes scanned over the once clean vinyl floor; thick blood covered the entire area. Looking to her slashed wrists, she swore under her breath. Why had that not worked? She didn't want to live with the guilt of what she had done and what she had become. As she tried to get up from her knelt position by the tub, her hand slipped along the polished surface and she fell face first into the blood. A small whimper came from her form as the liquid made contact with her tongue, she fought the strong urge that overcame her to lap at it, but it was too strong. Getting shakily to her hands and knees, she took a long lick at the blood and a small sigh of contentment fell from her form. Shutting her eyes, she continued to collect the sweet liquid on her tongue. In realising what she was doing, Amy jumped back and fell onto her side in horror. How could she? That was disgusting! Why had he done this to her? Her eyes suddenly turned a darker shade of green and she forced herself to sit up, had he wanted to punish her? Torture her? She had killed her love because of him! Drained every last drop from his heroic body!

Setting her head in her hands, she mulled over what she had done. It had been a normal evening; she was finally out with Sonic, when all of a sudden an urge burst forth from within her. She had grabbed the hero's arm and sank her fangs into his neck! Shuddering slightly at her thoughts, she looked up to the ceiling. She had only been with the other hedgehog for only a matter of hours; she thought she could control it... That's why she had ordered the 'protection' of the one who did this to her away, but his words of warning hadn't been any concern to her then; but now?

A sigh fell from her lips as she forced herself to stand up; the pink hedgehog then looked to her wrists. She couldn't believe she had actually had the guts to slice them apart, but it was no use. Shadow had failed to tell her any way to kill herself; maybe she should not have been so hasty in telling him to leave. She sighed again as she thought about the crimson tainted hedgehog, he had been missing for many years and when he came back; he had changed. Amy knew something was 'wrong' with him, his eyes were just... Not Shadow, but she had thought nothing more of it.

Then he had 'pounced' on her when he had offered to help her home with her groceries and now, she was exactly like him. Curling her hands into fists, a snarl came to her face as she walked out of the blood soaked bathroom and quickly changed into a black skirt and a black top, thinking it wouldn't be wise to walk around covered in blood. Walking to her window, she jumped out of it and landed softly on the ground. Looking around to make sure she wasn't seen jumping from such a height, the rose female stalked in the direction of Station Square Park.

Crimson eyes viewed the city below him, smoke swirling around his form like unholy smog. Raising his hand, he took a drag from the half smoked cigarette in his grasp; breathing the vile fume into his lungs, then out into the crisp air. He figured since he was already dead, it wouldn't matter. Taking one last toke on the white stick, he threw it over the edge of the hill and folded his arms; releasing the smoke into the atmosphere once more. Closing his eyes to block out the vast arrangement of lights below him, he contemplated throwing himself from the grassy ledge; but pride kept his feet firmly where they were. His mind then travelled to his 'friends', more to the point: the last he saw of them. He had killed each and every one of them. Rouge, Knuckles, Tails... Amy... A sudden dull ache came from within his chest; he had not seen the pink hedgehog for awhile now - not since he had changed her. She had been an accident... as had Rouge.

The lust for blood had taken hold of him when he first met with Rouge when he returned. He had ripped her throat open, drinking every last drop of the sweet, red liquid from her body. It had been so quick, the ivory bat hadn't even put up a fight to try and subdue him. Then there was Knuckles; he had been utterly pissed when he had found his girlfriend on the floor of her mansion with the ebony hedgehog looking down at her, blood dripping from his lips and staining his white chest fur.

He had not been so easy. The echidna had attacked Shadow with such aggression, it surfaced a violent reaction from the onyx hedgehog that he had almost punched the red male's head off. The sight of the echidna's life essence pouring from his nose was the final straw to the thirsty hedgehog. He had rushed forward and grabbed Knuckles' face and ripped his neck to the side, sinking his fangs deeply into the guardian's neck. His blood had not been as sweet as Rouge's, but it satisfied his thirst.

Shadow opened his eyes to world around him again. He felt no remorse for what he had done to Knuckles or Rouge, although they had been accidents. Reaching into his quills, he brought out a cigarette packet and tapped one out from the depths. Looking to the little white stick a frown came over his face, what was he doing? Sighing slightly, he took it between his lips and dragged it from the pack, then nestling the pack in its place in his black and red spikes. Lighting it with a weak chaos spear, he took a deep breath and turned his back on the illuminated city; making his way down the slope back into the main areas of Station Square park. Taking the cigarette between his index and middle finger, as his crimson eyes watched the smoke rise to the sky; his mind travelled back to the pink female. She had been minding her own business, walking home from the supermarket, her arms weighed down by bags full of groceries. He had followed her until she paused in her journey to sit on a bench. He didn't make a move towards her or any sound so he didn't frighten her, but when she acknowledged his presence; the bone crushing hug he had received was intense.

That had been a mistake on her part. He had offered to help her carry the bags home for her, not intending to do any physical harm to the rose female. But because he had felt something much stronger for her than mere friendship, his body was urging him to do horrible things to her. He had resisted the urge for as long as he could, he really had. With one silent pounce, he had his arms wrapped tightly around her waist and fangs embedded in her delicate neck. He could feel her resisting his suffocating hold and his penetrating teeth; but that only made things worse. He held her even tighter and sank his teeth in even more; his body not satisfied leaving her with life. When he had drained every last drop from her body, he loosened his hold and her pale, lifeless body fell at his feet. His crimson eyes stared down at her and the feeling of loss quickly consumed him, almost making him cry out with an extra loud expletive. Kneeling next to her, he brought his own wrist to his deadly canines and slit it open. Rich, red blood ran from the wound and he immediately let it drip into the females open mouth. Thinking it was too late, he picked her up and fled to her house, leaving the forgotten groceries scattered along the path.

Of course, she survived; but she had ordered him out of her house once she had been 're-born'; but he did not leave without words of warning to the pink hedgehog. The ebony hedgehog clenched his fists and took an angry drag from his cigarette. He had been careless and now he had no one. Tails had been the last of his acquaintances to perish by his hands and all for not telling him where Sonic was. Unfortunately he never did find out where he was, but he must still be alive; Eggman had not yet taken hold of Station Square. Shaking thoughts of the blue hero and the scientist from his head, the ebony male took another drag from the cigarette; he didn't need to think about them anymore. All he needed to worry about was where his next meal was coming from. His soul was most certain to go straight to Hell if he was ever to perish; he had killed so many. Not including those who called themselves his friends.

Shadow looked to the so-called 'cancer stick' between his fingers and threw it to the floor in distain. Walking within the compounds of the park, his deep ruby eyes scanned the darkness for anyone he could take his 'self-loathing' out on. As he carried on stalking along the dark path, a figure sat on a bench in the distance caught his attention. A smirk crossed his face as he steadily began to approach them. As the onyx male got closer he could see a pair of pink furred legs and he immediately halted, eyes wide. Was that... Amy? He let his eyes travel from her legs up her curvy body to her face. It was definitely Miss Rose; those gleaming emerald eyes could belong to no other. He made no move to go to her; he was content to just stare at her from afar.

It was when those same entrancing eyes turned to him that he walked up to her. When he received a glare from the rose female, he frowned. She was still angry at him... She should be thankful! He did bring her back to 'life'. Sitting beside her on the wooden seat, he did not utter a word; although he made a slight grunt of annoyance when she moved, putting distance between them. What the fuck did she want from him? An apology? Not a chance in Hell.

Jet eyes scanned the muddy path that lead to the seat as she settled herself away from the onyx male. He had been the last Mobian she had wanted to see tonight, if ever. Looking to him out of the corner of her eye, she turned to face him with a frown. She wanted to know why. Why he had 'saved' her, why he was here now and most importantly; why he had attacked her in the first place. Above all else she wanted to know how to get rid of this curse he had placed upon her. Amy continued to watch the male next to her until he either spoke to her or disappeared back to where he came from. Hoping for the latter, she then got caught up in her thoughts about what she had done to herself earlier and quickly gazed to her healed, but scarred, wrists. This action had obviously gotten the ebony hedgehogs attention because before she could resist, he had one of her hands in his. Amy pulled back on her hand, but as he turned his burning orbs to her, she looked away in shame. A small growl of disapproval came from him as he threw her hand back at her.

"Why?" she heard herself ask and she inwardly cursed herself. She hadn't wanted to be the one to initiate a conversation and she wasn't even sure she wanted to converse with the hedgehog that had 'killed' her.

"Why what?" he asked in reply, leaning back against the bench; his arms now dangling over the back as he looked to her.

"It's nothing" she stated, still not wanting to talk to him. Shadow shrugged and shut his eyes

"If you say so..." he said in disinterest. A yawn then erupted from his form and Amy shuddered slightly as she saw his fangs glistening in the scarce light. As silence deafened the area they were sat in, it made the pink hedgehog feel uncomfortable.

"Why me Shadow?" she spoke quietly, now averting her gaze from his now open eyes. A grunt followed her question and she thought that he wasn't going to answer her

"It was nothing personal; that I assure you" he muttered, closing his eyes again; awaiting more questions he knew that were going to come forth. Amy bit her lip as she looked at his relaxed form. That was one of her questions answered; now the others were begging to be asked.

"Why did you save me?" she asked, bringing her legs up underneath her; protecting herself from his words.

"I refuse to answer a question to which the answer is obvious," he stated, opening one ruby eye to stare at her "Why did you try and kill yourself?" Amy bristled at the question he asked, she should have known he'd ask her about the wounds. Looking to the floor she shook her head slightly, trying to indicate that she didn't want to divulge that information to him. "It is only fair for me to ask questions to you. Now are you going to answer?" Amy turned her head and glared at him freely.

"Why do you think?" she hissed in anger "Because of what you did to me..." she trailed off and folded her arms, keeping her erratic emotions locked within. A small frown appeared on Shadow's face, she was hiding something from him. "Were you the one who killed Knuckles and Rouge?" she asked turning to stare at him, looking for any signs that he might be lying. Shadow turned to face her with a scowl, his eyes burning with slight outrage.

"Why ask questions you already know the answer to?" he responded, getting comfortable facing her. The pink female shrugged to his inquiry, looking into his eyes. A strange feeling welled up within her and something rushed downwards. In realising what was happening, she scowled and turned away from his eyes.

"Why do you stink of cigarette smoke?" she asked, avoiding the question she wanted to ask the most. A slight chuckle came from the onyx hedgehog, as he had been asking himself the same question.

"I assumed because I was already 'dead', it wouldn't matter" he smirked, awaiting her reaction

"You smell so gross though!" she exclaimed. A scowl replaced Shadow's smirk and he rolled his eyes, not saying a word. It was his choice, not hers. "Shadow..." Noticing her hesitation, he grunted to tell her she had his attention. When she didn't utter another word, he began to get agitated

"Yes?" he encouraged further, he then noticed her shoulders were bunched up. Was she... Crying? A slight sob from her form answered his minds question "What's the matter now?"

"Tell me how I can destroy myself. I can't live like this Shadow," she paused to look to the onyx male with blood tears running down her cheeks "I won't. I've killed someone and I don't know how I can live with the guilt"

"Nonsense," Shadow growled out. Just thinking about what the pink female wanted to do to herself surfaced strange and unwanted feelings within him, feelings that he did not understand. "Guilt is nothing but the mind playing tricks with your emotions. Who did you kill? That rabbit friend of yours?" He knew he was being hypocritical, but anything was better than telling her the truth.

"No, not Cream..." more tears welled up in Amy's eyes as she thought of her best friend. She didn't even know where the young doe was.

"Who was it then?" He asked in a slightly rude tone, his patience running out with the females tears. When she rounded on him with angry eyes, he scoffed slightly and stared boringly back at her. More tears fell from the female's eyes as she stood from her seat and started away from the onyx male. He was about to jump up and demand an answer from her, but when she turned and faced him; the look in her eyes made him stop. Tears were cascading down her cheeks, making little bloody rivers through her fur

"Sonic..." she whispered to him. Turning into the night, she began to run away from the one who had turned her into a monster.

A/N: Part one of two. The second part will have the lemon. -Sweatdrop-