Hola! As promised in There's Something In The Shadows (come on! Suggest a shorter abbreviation! Please! I don't want to say TSITS or TSS... suggestions anyone?) here is the next instalment. To warn you it is surprisingly short for my tastes but it means you get a little taster now. I have the next part in planning and it will have more Moffats in it than this one! Yeah! I missed them secretly ;)

Now without further ado I give you- wait. One little ado... not graphic or anything but a wee bit o blood... just to warn yah...

No more ado, enjoy!

Disclaimer: See initial chappie

Sonic locked eyes for a moment with his fellow mammal. Each staring at the other in disbelief at the sheer gall and stupidity of the humans both found themselves endangered by. There was little time to gossip though. They were at it again.

Sonic muttered something that sounded like 'trigger happy' under his breath though it was lost to the din that seemed to orbit humans.

With an amused snort the hedgehog caught the canine slipping on the glistening grass. Glistening? He risked a glance up. When had those clouds crept up on them? Thin and misty it coated everyone and everything. How had he missed it? By the looks of things he was not going to be able to ignore it now… not when those clouds looked fit to burst with fat, juicy water droplets. "Ah!"

He'd forgotten about the humans.

"Gah! Stop it!"

And their dog.

While both animals were far ahead of the humans, who were steadily falling further behind, the inhuman technology the humans wielded was still of grave danger to both hog and beast.

The new hole in Sonic's side was testament to that.

Eyes screwed shut, bouncing across the ground, limbs flailing uselessly trying to protect anything. He was so disorientated. Blood loss did that, he'd heard. Don't suppose hitting his head on the earth a few times helped. Funnily enough his little trip had warded off the sharp teeth - the attached head didn't fancy a foot to the face. The wet grasses provided the lack of friction needed to allow his flailing body to rocket across the lawn at a fair pace. Fur slicked down in patches all over his body the way it was when he was a child who just wanted to look cool and didn't quite know how to get the 'Grease Lighting' look. He stumbled in a forwards motion, getting to his shaky feet while attempting to dart forwards.

He had to gasp at what came next.

Hands shot to his left side. The seam where peach stitched itself to blue. Though it was difficult to tell what was peach and what was blue underneath all of the red and purple. A sharp gasp clawed up his windpipe and leaped into the saturated air. No wonder he felt like he was shoved to the dirt.

Running doubled over was not easy. Arms not being much use when glued in place at a dodgy angle. At least the rain, although heavy and overbearing, was helping to soften the dry blood. (On the not so plus side it was now streaming down his body, staining his fur an ugly colour.)

The hunter caught a whiff of the air. The scent was powerful. Blood, sweat and tears.

Ta, dah! Short as. But ahs wells, there is more in store soons. Please review as it makes my little heart burst with joyousness and I really do appreciate it :) Please read my other stories ( I also have a sonamy one in planning but would like to know the general thoughts in regard to this idea.. or suggestions to any kind of stories you might like to see etc please let me know!)

Hope you are not too shocked by my update! Please keep your eye out for more :)

Till next time pallywags

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