Chapter 4
When the final bell rang Silver was the first out of his desk, he made his way out of the building and the moment he left the school grounds he broke into a full sprint, not stopping until he got home. He took deep breaths trying to calm down his now racing heart. He had never been so scared in his entire life.
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Sonic stayed in his desk waiting for the room to clear out, the room steadily emptied until only Shadow and the teacher remained in the classroom.
"Sonic, Shadow, do either of you have a question about the lesson?" the old owl asked.
"No, sir," Sonic said. "I stayed here because you looked very thirsty in class today."
"I did?" the now confused owl asked. Sonic approached the desk, looking right into the teacher's eyes, he said, "Go get a cup of coffee." The owls body snapped up, his eyes glazed over and he left the room repeating in an almost trance like voice, "I am thirsty, I am going to get a cup of coffee."
As soon as the owl closed the door behind him, Shadow started clapping, "Wow, that was a nice display of control." he said. "But you are slipping; he should have left the room in a less zombie like state."
"Cut the crap, Shadow." Sonic snapped, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Ooo, touchy." Shadow taunted, "Let me ask first, why have you been holding yourself back on the blood moon?"
Sonic hesitated, "How did you know?" he asked. "Well I can smell you, if you have been holding back as long as I think you have, all those hormones and you vampire instinct has gathered up on you." Shadow replied. Sonic thought for a moment and realized that Shadow was right. All the years he held back was causing him to…
In a flash, Shadow was right in front of him less than a foot away from Sonic. When Shadow spoke his voice was softer, the mocking tone gone replaced with and seductive one. "I really want you back." He said. "Don't tell me you have forgotten the days we were together? The screams of terror from those we drank from." Shadow leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know these mortals aren't doing it for you. Come back with me, return to your cruel self, since I know every spot that makes you tick."
Sonic stepped back saying, "I have left that life behind and I am not going back." He turned heading for the door.
"Is it because of that hedgehog, Silver?" Shadow questioned.
Sonic froze in mid-step. "Ah, so it is." He said taking Sonic's reaction as a yes.
"Maybe I should claim him during the blood moon."
"Stay away from Silver." Sonic warned his voice dangerously low.
Shadow smiled, delighted to get a rise out of him, next thing he said pushed a really sensitive button.
"I am saving him from you. After what happed to poor, poor Amy-" In a flash of blue lighting Shadow was pinned against the wall, "One more word, Shadow!" Sonic growled.
Shadow chuckled, "You know Silver is fair game until the blood moon, which starts in three weeks." He said. "In fact I have already gone to his house and-"
SMASH!
Sonic had punched the wall next to Shadow's head, leaving a meter –sized crater in the hard plaster. He had meant to punch Shadow in the face but changing his mind at the last second, he punched the wall instead.
"I know what you are doing Shadow and I will not fall for it." Sonic stated. "Anyway he is just a toy for my pleasure, nothing more, nothing less."
Sonic turned to leave the room hearing Shadow say as he walked out, "You're such a liar, Sonikku."
XxX
The water that hit Silver's pelt was dull, cold, and unforgiving.
He had been in the shower so long that the hot water had turned cold, but hot or cold water it felt the same to him. He punched the wall in frustration. His mind was flying he thought of everything, logical or illogical, trying to reason what Shadow had meant, but no matter what he thought of his mind found its way back to the dream he had… or was it a dream?
Silver stepped out of the shower and toweled off his spines, heading to his bedroom. Hopefully a good night's rest will calm him down.
XXX
Two and a half weeks of 'a good night's sleep' did not help, he couldn't not figure out what Shadow had meant, and he still had three main problems.
One was Shadow, Silver had faced a lot of people, some of whom would kill you for just looking at them, but Shadow was the first person Silver truly feared. Every time he was even in the room Silver started to shiver and if he got close it would take every ounce of control Silver had not to run. Silver got so nervous that he started to carry around his katana, even going so far as to hide it in his backpack. Shadow was that intimidating.
Two was Sonic, He would not leave him alone. Sonic followed him around like a dog. And despite the consistent string of 'NO!' He kept telling Silver that if he went with it he'd enjoy it. This was annoying beyond all belief.
Three was Vector, who doesn't seem to believe in 'forgive and forget.' When Tails said Vector was looking for him he wasn't joking. Almost every day each one of Vector's goons covered each exit of the school when the bell rang. Tails always helped him find a way out and on occasion the school staff was in the halls causing them to back off and let Silver go by.
But nothing he did to distance himself from those first two was working, no matter where he went or what he did in school helped. They were always somewhere in sight. He had asked every teacher in his classes for a seat change but the answer was always… "No."
"Why?" Silver asked.
"Because you three need to work out you differences." The owl said. "Now go to your seat."
"But-"
"Go."
Silver sighed and walked back to his desk, between the two weirdoes. The moment he sat down Silver felt that familiar sting of eyes watching him, and when he looked towards Sonic he looked straight into the emerald-green orbs that were Sonic's eyes. But something was off about the look he was getting from Sonic. Sonic was staring at him with such intensity, as if he wanted to do something to him. Silver turned his head, looking at Shadow. The ruby-red eyes were no less intense; in fact lately both of them had been acting weird the past few days.
They rarely talked to anyone; in fact they seemed to be isolating themselves and talking less. When they would speak they mumbled, but mostly any type of communication was a grunt, a growl or silence with an annoyed look.
Maybe it was just him but both of them were acting less and less like mobians and more like animals.
After being stared at all day like he was going to get eaten Silver was more than happy enough to get out of class. Even as he was walking out of the building he could feel those eyes burning into the back of his skull.
It was strange, as he left through the back way he didn't see any signs of Vector or his crew. He hadn't seen Tails at all today for that matter. Maybe Vector had given up; it was a comforting thought that calmed his frayed nerves. And as he walked from behind the school maybe just maybe things would go back to normal.
That's when Silver heard a sound, the sound wasn't loud, and in fact it was soft like a breath of wind. But in his mind something told him that something wasn't right, telling him to turn around. When he twisted his body around a metallic bat passed within a hairs-length of his nose, slamming into the concrete sending up a small shower of sparks that immediately went out. Silver thanked his reflexes and observation skills, if he hadn't twisted his body around when he did the bat would have hit him dead-center in the head and fractured, if not, crushed his skull. And when he saw the green gator he wasn't surprised, nothing was going his way. Silver jumped back, taking a fighting stance.
"What the hell are you doing?" Silver shouted.
Vector didn't answer, he just snapped his fingers. When he did the other four walked up, the squirrel, chameleon, and armadillo carrying aluminum bats. The bee was carrying something different. Silver watched in shock as the two- tailed fox was dumped on the ground. Tails was badly beaten, he face swollen and puffy from several fists hitting him. His nose was bleeding and Silver was sure that if he looked he would see fresh bruises under the fox's shirt.
"We know that this weakling had been helping you." The bee said. Silver was sure that he was going to say something else but was silenced when Vector raised his hand, showing the control that he had over them.
"Now here is how it is going to work," Vector said. "We are going to beat you down with these bats."
"And if I resist?" Silver asked.
"Well if you do, you're little fried here…" Vector points at the half conscious fox with his bat. "…Might not be able to take much more."
Silver assessed the situation; if he tried to run and get help they could hurt Tails if he got away. If he tried to fight back Vector would act out the threat that he made. But just one well placed hit with that bat and a broken bone would be the least of Silver's problems. But one last look at the frail, groaning figure and he had made up his mind.
"Do your worst." He said.
They circled around him, bats at the ready. Vector raised the bat over his head, "I intend too." He said.
Siler closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tensed his body, waiting for the first of many blows. They never came. Silver opened his eyes surprised to see a hand over Vector's holding the bat at bay.
It was Sonic! "What do you want? Let go of me." Vector didn't get an answer. He just stood there, his expression emotionless and cold, but when Silver looking into Sonic's eyes they screamed only one emotion.
Rage, pure animalistic rage, there was such a bloodlust in his eyes that Silver froze out of fear, and when Sonic eyes shifted to Vector, Silver knew who was going to be the target of this impossible, almost inhuman anger.
But before Silver could say anything Vector twisted his body around and punched Sonic right in the face. Sonic didn't react; he didn't even move it was as if Vector had just punched a statue.
There was a sudden popping sound like popcorn, Vector paled and screamed in pain and tried to use his hand to pry Sonic's hand off of his trapped hand. It didn't take long for Silver to figure out that Vector's hand was breaking.
Sonic began to smile a cruel unforgiving smile as another sickening symphony of snapping caused Vector to scream in pure agony.
By now the other members of the Chaotix were trying to help their distressed leader but nothing they did was working.
The more and more cracking and popping his hand made, the less and less Vector struggled until he went limp, his arm keeping him hanging from the statue that was taking delight from his pain.
Even though Vector had blacked out there was still more cracking coming from his hand with an added sound… a metallic creaking. The bat was getting crushed along with what was left of Vector's hand. Along with this realization Silver noticed something was dripping from Sonic's fist…
Blood!
Sonic wasn't only crushing Vector's hand.
He was compacting it!
Sonic: What is this blood moon?
Shadow: Yes, I would also like to know.
Me: The blood moon is the name I gave to the yearly vampire mating season.
Silver: Wait a minute, wait a minute, whoa back up...
You mean that the reason I was being watched was beacause I have chaught the attention of two horny vampires.
Me: You make it sound so crued but no...
Silver: (sighs in relief)
Me: Its worse than that. You see Sonic hasn't had any release since the incedent...
Sonic: Wait , I thought my character was a sex addict.
Me: You are. The other 365 day of the year. Since you isolate your self every blood moon, the hormones and need for release has built up in you.
So you're going to lose it this blood moon.
Sonic: You mean I am suffering from vampire blue balls and I am going to blow this blood moon?
Silver: (laughs) Bad luck, man.
Me: Silver are you sure you should laugh in your situation?
Silver: What?
Me: I wouldn't be laughing considering who is after you?
Silver: (stops laughing) You... are... evil.
Me: I know.
