An Unknown Sensation

Well, there it was right before my eyes. Kind of.

I saw things then that I never wanted to see ever…being caused by me. What I was watching, I'd known for a long time.

It was surprisingly natural. Yuck!

In this form of sorts, my body was too weak to do anything.

"Stop!" I protested.

But that was all I could do.

Sonic felt his limbs moving before he could even think he was awake. He looked out through his already-opened eyes into the darkness. The city was different by night.

A growl came from his own throat as his arms lashed out and smashed a giant black bat in a single hit. He howled and beheaded the creature. Wait, wait, wait. Back it up just a minute.

This blur of blood red fury wasn't him exactly. "Stop!" His voice cried out. But the word only flowed throughout his body as a command, and didn't come from his mouth. Instead, another voice came from it.

"I'm hungry." Insisted the voice. It was a raspy, insistent growl that made Sonic shudder. Yet, it was his own voice…in a strange way he didn't understand.

"Who are you?" Sonic timidly dared to question.

His own body stopped, sniffing with a large, ferocious air. "Ah!" The inner, suppressed Sonic was hit by a strangely pleasing scent. It was the warm, delicious scent of another being.

"No!" Sonic insisted. "Stop!" With a force unknown to him, he gathered all of this restless chaos energy he felt about him and transformed into the demigod Super Sonic. All he could see, feel, sense, taste, touch, even, was the golden warm light that flowed around him.

This inner transformation-plus the force Sonic exerted on his own body-confused whatever creature had possessed his body and he stopped. Now, Sonic felt extremely dizzy and sick, even in a godly form.

As he looked about him, he felt the world turning in dizzying circles of violent reds, blues, greens, yellows, and oranges. Winds, a deep violent purple, attacked him from all sides, ripping at his fur. His stomach felt cramped and strange, as it had when encountering the dead-or fake-chaos emeralds. He shifted around to see a gaping hole in the earth, where millions of Tartarian spawns leapt out of the bowels of the earth, upsetting the balance. With this moment of weakness, the body started moving again.

"Where. Do. You. Think. You're. Going?" Sonic's voice was forced. His stomach felt as if a truck had hit it a billion times over. His lungs could hardly take in any air. His ribs were crushed against his sides.

"I'm starving." Answered the entity inside him. "I need food."

Sonic, still in his demigod form, stretched out his hands for control of his arms. When he felt the nerves in his hands like reins on a horse, he pulled them up ferociously. His body halted with a grunt. Super Sonic was sweating, panting, gasping for air. He felt as if he was breathing in water instead of air. "No. You. Don't." He hissed breathlessly. "Go. Back. To. The. Forest. Now." The last word was impossibly bitter.

A snarl came from the body, so powerful that it ripped the control from Super Sonic's hands, and placed it back in the control of the entity, forcing Sonic against a wall of his own ribcage. Super Sonic, fully worn out, became regular Sonic again. The small blue hedgehog panted, softly pleading as he watched the horrible events unfolding. "No. Don't."

The door gave way as his hands thrashed at it. "No." Sonic gasped.

The woman's screams of terror ended with a sharp, windpipe-breaking snap of his powerful jaws over her throat. "No!" Sonic yelped, the sound of his thrashing and panting and chewing deafened him.

He felt the surprisingly warm and filling food calm his wild stomach. But, this food should not be allowed. "No!" Sonic wailed, tears falling from his green eyes as he lost control to the monster. "No, no, no!"

I'm asleep, He thought. Just a dream. He thought.

Sure. You just keep telling yourself that. He thought.