Warning: This chapter contains EXPLICIT fighting, torture, blood and gore. Read at your own risk. Why couldn't you be the mailman? Hell, why couldn't you even be that spiky blue nuisance?
Chapter 26 DangerWhy couldn't you be the taxi driver?
But you're not going to wake up from this one, stupid, he told himself. This is real, so DO SOMETHING.But Shadow did nothing. The thought of having to face this guy unprepared, with his two prizes practically waiting for him in Shadows kitchen, froze the black hedgehog in a state of confusion and complete dumbfound-ness. The most imperative piece of Shadows plan was now standing right in front of him, single-handedly erasing his entire plan and forcing Shadow to now come up with something else. How did he know? Why is he here? What…? Where…? Why…? Why? Why? But he didn't need to ask these questions. He already knew the answers to them. There was a reason Blaze told him that she needed only one more day. She knew that in one more day, Silver and Mephiles would execute the final part of their plan. They would come to his house, kill him, and take Rouge back. If Shadow had any doubt in his mind about Blazes true story, it was now completely obliterated. She was telling the truth.
He stood outside on the doorstep, not even looking at Shadow, but instead focusing on a couple of kids playing outside a few houses down from Shadows. The black and red hedgehog took this small opportunity to observe the guy he's been hearing such "wonderful things" about. It was like looking in a mirror. They were the same height, same weight, probably the same age, and the only differences between them was their highlights, Shadows being red, Mephiles being grey, and their eyes. But other than that, they could've been mistaken for twins, or at least brothers. Mephiles stood tall and proud, his eyes squinted slightly, still not looking at Shadow, his demeanor serious and almost professional even. His fur was groomed and his quills were clean and everything about him screamed rich and powerful. All he needed was a suit and briefcase, and he could be easily mistaken for a business man, and not a sadistic, disgusting, bisexual, BDSM porn star that tortured innocent and helpless slaves. Not one person in the world would guess that he was here to kill somebody.
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Of course, these thoughts and observations that just ran through Shadows head only lasted about three seconds in total, though those traumatizing three seconds seemed much longer to him. He would have continued to observe the black and grey hedgehog and also try and figure out the most rational course of action he should take, but his entire body seemed to freeze when the black and grey hedgehogs head turned slightly, and their eyes connected for only a moment. The professional aura surrounding Mephiles seemed to fade once he caught his first glimpse of Shadow, and a look of relief and satisfaction was now plastered on his face. The two dark hedgehogs stared each other down for only a second, their eyes disconnecting when Mephiles raised his arms and waved them in front of his face, a purple ball of energy forming between his palms. The ball expanded until it covered his entire body, and the hedgehog vanished, no trace of him left behind. This small act, which lasted only two seconds, mesmerized Shadow. He guessed that it was some sort of chaos control, which sent Mephiles teleporting to another place. It was much different than his own chaos control, and he was, in fact, intrigued by it.
A swift punch to his face brought him out of this trance.
Without warning, a white fist connected with Shadows jaw and Shadow flew backwards, but managed to stay on his feet. Wiping some blood off of his bleeding mouth, he looked up to see who his attacker actually was. He knew it couldn't have been Mephiles. And it wasn't.
It was a white hedgehog.
Silver, Shadow thought. His mind was racing with so many things, yet this one word stood out above every other word.
Silver had a nasty smirk on his face, gaining pleasure out of the other hedgehog's pain. Shadow could see that Silver was a little shorter than him, if you didn't count the white hedgehogs quills that stood straight up, almost like a marijuana leaf. He was completely white, with the exception of the small stain of Shadows blood on his glove, and his piercing gold eyes, that stared Shadow down from top to bottom. He was in a ready-to-go fighting stance, his expression telling Shadow very clearly: I am going to kill you.
They were only inches apart, and with no hesitation Shadow reactively threw a punch which found its way to Silvers cheek, the force of the impact causing Silver to lose his balance slightly. He wiped the blood from his mouth, and began to throw another punch which Shadow easily blocked, and a small fist fight ensued between the two of them, ending with Shadow throwing Silver against the wall, breaking a painting that was hung there. Getting up, Silver ran toward Shadow and tackled him to the ground, wrapping an arm around his neck, choking him. With Shadow now underneath Silver, he tried elbowing him but failed when he felt a hard blow to the back of his head.
Silver kept a firm grip on Shadows neck, using his other arm to hold the other hedgehog down. Shadows mind was in a completely surreal daze. Half of him was focusing on the task at hand, knowing that if he didn't react soon, the arm around his throat would only grow tighter until… Another half of him was deciphering Mephiles' and Silvers plan, even though he didn't exactly need to. The roles that the two hedgehogs played were quite apparent: Silver was the one in charge of taking care of Shadow, and Mephiles was in charge of…
Oh no.
For a split second Shadow wondered about Mephiles' whereabouts, thinking about why he teleported away from Shadow, and where exactly he teleported to. But Shadow already knew the answer to that. Every person reading this knows the answer to that.
Silver was going to kill him, whilst Mephiles looked for the girls. That was their plan. Straightforward and simple, yes, but so far, their plan has been going without a hitch.
It was Shadows job to initiate that hitch.
The arm around his throat got tighter and he found it hard to breathe. Above him he could hear Silver uttering a few things under his breath, but he couldn't make out the words. If Shadow had been aware that Silver was prepared to beat the shit out of him the minute he opened his door, he wouldn't be in this predicament. Silver continued to choke Shadow, Shadow now unable to take in a single breath. He knew he would die of asphyxiation if he didn't do something. But there were so many things running through his head, shouting at him, that he found it hard to focus.
Rouge, Rouge, Rouge! , his mind told him over and over. He tried to explain to his mind that he was a little busy at the moment, but it wouldn't listen to him. Rouge, you fucking idiot, go save her! Save her!
Her rescue became his priority. Her capture became his biggest fear. And the throat around his neck was about to become his cause of death. Mustering up enough strength he brought his elbow up again and this time succeeded in giving the hedgehog on top of him a hard blow to his stomach, releasing the grip on Shadows neck. Shadow took in a much needed gasp of air, and he could hear the groans of the hedgehog that was now doubled over holding his stomach in pain.
I have to save Rouge, he told himself. I can't let Mephiles get her. I won't let that sick bastard get to her. But this guy isn't about to let that happen.Turning the tables Shadow took the opportunity to grab Silver and tackle him to a position of helplessness, rolling on top of him, beating Silvers face with the side of his fist. He grabbed the white hedgehog's arms and held them tightly above his head, continuing to punch him with his other hand. Without the use of his arms, Silver gathered up a wad of spit and blood in his mouth and spat it at Shadow, the pinkish fluid landing in Shadows eye. Taken aback by the sudden distraction now on his face, Silver kicked Shadow off of him with his immense strength and sent him flying through the room, landing on his rear at the other end of the room.
Rouge, Rouge, Rouge, his mind kept reminding him.
He didn't hear any commotion coming from the kitchen, and he didn't see Mephiles anywhere.
Both hedgehogs tried to regain their stance, shooting vengeful glares at one another. Shadow could see a slightly surprised expression on Silvers face. The white hedgehog was probably thinking, I didn't think this black hedgehog would be so tough. Growling, Silver flicked out a knife, and ran towards Shadow yelling, and started swinging the weapon at Shadows face. The black and red hedgehog tried hard to avoid getting cut, grabbing the hand which held the knife. Silver grabbed Shadows other hand, and now the knife fight turned into a "Who has the most strength?" fight. The knife still in hand, Silver pushed Shadow against the wall, his head banging hard against it. "Ghugh," was all Shadow could say, the impact making his head fuzzy and his arms and legs weak. Silver pushed him against it again, and to add insult to pain he stepped on Shadows foot with great force, causing Shadow to cry out."Ahhh!" he screamed, growling at the albino hedgehog. Silver smiled, enjoying the other ones pain. Ignoring the shooting pain in his foot, Shadow grabbed Silver and gathered up enough strength to turn him around and push him against the wall, landing another punch on his face for good measure. The two swung back and forth, taking turns pushing one another against the wall, which now had a nice stain of blood on it.
Silver grabbed Shadow by the throat and dug his nails into his delicate skin, which started to bleed. Dragging him by his throat he walked him over to the front door that was still open and tackled him to the grass. Another fist fight ensued outside, both hedgehogs rolling over in the grass beating each other senseless. Whilst on top of Shadow, Silver sliced his knife through Shadows shoulder.
"Ahhh!" Shadow screamed. The two of them stood up, Shadow holding his now wounded shoulder, blood seeping through his glove. The second round of "Who has the most strength?" started up and in no time Silver had Shadow pushed against the door frame of the still open front door, holding his arms above his head with one hand and wielding a knife inches away from Shadows throat in the other. The inches soon turned into centimeters and Shadow tried to think of something to do or else he would meet a very Sweeney Todd- like death with his throat being slit. With his arms now tightly held by Silver he bit down on the hand holding the knife, tasting the blood on his teeth.
"Aargh, you fucker!" were the first audible words out of Silvers mouth. Shadow noticed that his tone matched his demeanor perfectly. It was vile, mean, and kind of dorky even. Shadow recalled Rouge mentioning that he did have a squeaky voice, and she was right. He sounded as deadly as he looked. No wonder Rouge hated him, and not only because he pretty much ruined her life, but because he was deceiving. He looked like a nice guy at first. No one would guess that he was bent on killing a person just so he could get his and his lovers slave back. Unfortunately, the hand holding the knife didn't move from Shadows neck, so Shadow clamped his teeth down and prepared to bite again, hoping this time Silver would drop the knife. For a mere second their eyes met, blood red staring into bright gold. It was do or die at this point, Shadow thought. The tip of the knife poked his throat. He opened his mouth, fangs at the ready, just about to land another bite onto the hand of his enemy…
"AAAAHHHHHH!"
A heart-wrenching scream came from the kitchen. It was Rouges voice. Shadow felt his heart explode.
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The albino and the black hedgehog stopped their actions instantly when the horrible scream reached their ears. They whipped their heads towards the direction in which the voice came from. Silver allowed a smile to creep onto his lips. He knew the scream was Rouges voice. But the smile faded when a thought occurred to him. He still needed to hold up his end of the plan. And so far, he has been unsuccessful. The black hedgehog was still alive.
Shadow felt… well, words wouldn't be able to express the pain. His whole body turned cold, his insides burning, everything swelling up with an unbearable pain that he never felt before, not even when Maria died. He tried not to think about what could be happening in the kitchen that made Rouge scream, and instead think of a way to get there before it got worse. Before Mephiles…
No, no he promised. He promised he wouldn't let them hurt her. He swore to her that he would protect her. He wasn't about to let his promise break this easily.
Enveloped with a newfound sense of power and anger, he turned back to Silver and shoved him against the doorframe, hearing something crack, possibly a bone. He punched Silver directly in the face, breaking his nose, and continued punching hard and fast. His only option was to either kill this hedgehog or at least knock him out. That way, he could get to Rouge.
Silver was swearing and screaming, taking every available chance he had to punch Shadow back. The two were covered with blood, but neither of them were near finished. Shadow knew he didn't have time to deal with this hedgehog. He needed to get to Rouge. But this albino was preventing him from doing so.
As a last resort, he used a method that would at least bring Silver to his knees.
He kicked him directly in the crotch.
And he made sure that this kick wasn't the standard "kick in the nuts." He used all of his energy to land a perfect kick to the white hedgehog's groin, certainly damaging something down there. If Silver ever lived to see the light of day, Shadow was certain that his pornography days would be over. Silver screamed, grabbing his crotch and falling to his knees, doubled over in unbearable pain.
Forgetting about the pain that was burning every inch of his body, he left Silver on the floor of the living room, hoping the albino wouldn't stand back up too soon. He ran to the kitchen, tripping over himself numerous times out of exhaustion and pain, and peered in with trepidation, automatically fearing the worst.
No one was there.
There was no blood, which meant that no one was hit. There was no mess, which meant there wasn't a struggle. And no one was there, which meant…
Gone.
Gone.
She was gone.
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Something sharp shot through his heart the second his eyes took in the sight. Suddenly, he couldn't feel anything, yet everything hurt. He only ever felt this kind of feeling once before, when he watched the bullet go through Maria's chest. He swore to himself that nothing that horrendous would ever happen in his lifetime again. That was his own promise to himself.
Everything seemed to be going in slow motion, his muscles, tired from the fight, became numb and limp, but continued to be incredibly sore. His eyes stared, unblinking, at the small kitchen before him, as if something would materialize right in front of him. The room was so quiet, no evidence of anyone ever stepping foot in it. But what hurt the most, was the fact that it was empty.
The slow motion effect wore off quickly, and was replaced by the feeling of a thousand bricks flying at Shadows face at once. Written on each of those bricks was a fact that buried its way through Shadows mind and became forever branded in his thoughts. These were the several facts that burned defiantly, calling out to Shadow, hoping the black hedgehog would hear them:
Rouge was gone. Blaze was gone. Mephiles was gone. Silver was still here. Rouge screamed. After the scream, no other noises aroused from the kitchen.
Rouge was gone. Rouge was gone. Rouge was… GONE.
And it was his fault.
The bitter taste of failure wrapped itself around him, squeezing tightly.
Mephiles succeeded. He knew that he would succeed. Silver was the perfect distraction for Shadow, whilst the black and grey hedgehog dealt with the most imperative piece, (pieces, let's not forget that Blaze was gone too), of his puzzle. He took them away, so easily, so quickly, and now Shadow was left to wonder where they were, where he took them, and what he was doing to them.
No, no, no, NO, he screamed at himself, kicking himself mentally. It was the only word he could say. So many emotions flooded his mind: fear, sadness, disappointment, anger… they were all there. And they hurt like hell.
Shadow thought he was going to be sick, but managed to hold it in. It felt like something inside him died, and now there was a part of him that was vacant, begging for substance. Did he really manage to fail this easily? Yes, he did. He fell to his knees in defeat, feeling tears well up in his eyes. Tears? Yeah, they were tears. He couldn't remember the last time he actually cried. He watched one fall from his chin to the floor. Rouge was gone. He let him get to her, and take her away. She must be so scared right now, wondering why he didn't save her. The simple thought of what state she could be in right now made him feel so…
Useless.
His throat tightened, and he growled at himself, disappointed at how he managed to let her slip away. Hell, she could be dead for all he knows. God knows what Mephiles is doing to her right now. It made him sick.
A cough from the living room brought him back to reality. He had almost forgotten about the hedgehog in the other room. Or, otherwise known as his distraction and "would-be" murderer.
"Silver," he felt his lips say, his throat cracking. "SILVER," this time he growled as the name left his mouth, tasting blood on his tongue. "Fucking Silver."
This was his fault. It was Silvers fault, not his. Silver was his distraction. Silver was his disturbance. Silver was… the one trying to kill him.
Well, he did a very good job with that, now didn't he?
A few more coughs came from the living room, and with each cough Shadow felt a new surge of anger run through him, energizing his body, filling him with a newfound power. The anger spoke to him clearly: Silver will know where Mephiles took Rouge.
And with that one line, all of Shadows sadness temporarily stepped aside. And his sadistic side took center stage. He felt his hands ball into fists, his blood boiling, everything inside of him burning up again. This was Silvers fault. And he was going to pay.
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Running back to the living room, he picked up the smaller hedgehog from the floor and slammed him against the wall.
"Where did he take them?" Shadow screamed.
Despite a broken nose, a broken bone (though Shadow wasn't sure what bone he cracked, he knew it must hurt like hell,) and a probably broken penis, Silver smiled as if he was in no pain at all. "So he took them, I see," he said happily. He even laughed a little.
"Where the fuck did he take them?" Shadow screamed again, slamming him against the wall again.
"Why the fuck should I tell you anything?" Silver sneered, still smiling.
He slammed him again, hearing another bone crack. Silver howled in pain, the smile fading.
"Tell me where he took them you fucker!" He kept a tight grip on Silver, though he doubted the albino would try to get away and fight him again. "Tell me right now!" he howled, noting that his extremely loud and menacing voice was starting to scare the white one.
But Silver planned to hold up his defiant act for as long as he could. "I won't tell you shit! You shouldn't have gone around picking up slaves that were none of your business!"
Shadow punched him directly in the face. "Where did Mephiles take them?"
He looked up quizzically. "You know our names?"
"I know everything about you, you disgusting prick!" Slam! There was so much blood on the wall. But Shadow didn't care. "Tell me!"
"Fuck you!" Silver screamed back. "You should be happy, hedgehog. We just did you a favor. That slut Rouge is no longer your responsibility. Your life can go back to normal now. We can just forget about all of this right now."
Slam! "Don't you dare call Rouge that, you bastard!"
"I'll call that bitch whatever I fucking want to! She's a dumb whore anyway, who gives a rats ass about her?" He could see the anger evident in Shadows eyes. His words towards Rouge were hurting him more than whatever pain he was feeling physically. "Aww," he said sarcastically, "I bet she came crying to you for help, didn't she? Did she tell you about all the fun me and her Master had with her?"
Shadow was getting agitated. This hedgehog was tripping on his last nerve. Grabbing him, he tackled him to the ground and held him down with his legs. He started punching him as hard as he could, so hard that he actually heard Silver begging him to stop. So he stopped, namely because his fist was getting tired. He didn't give two shits about whatever pain he was inflicting on this asshole.
By this time Silver was crying, begging Shadow to stop hitting him. His defiant act was no more, and instead he held his hands in front of his face in surrender. His face was covered in blood. Shadow grabbed him by the puff of fur on his chest and brought him close to his face. "Tell me where they are!" he yelled maliciously.
Spitting out a tooth, Silver said, "Go fuck yourself." His appearance didn't match his words. Neither did his tone of voice.
He wasn't getting through to this guy. The only satisfaction he was receiving was from his punches. Those punches were for Rouge. This guy's pain, all the pain that Shadow inflicted, was for Rouge. He remembered her saying that Silver was the one who fucked up her relationship with Mephiles. He tortured Silver for her, even though she wasn't here to see it.
He noticed that the knife was still in Silvers hand, and he grabbed it and held it with one hand, grabbing Silvers left hand with his other hand. He held the knife close to Silvers hand, and growled evilly, "You fucking tell me where Rouge is, or I'll cut off your hand!"
At first Silver didn't believe him. Therefore, he didn't answer him. He spat in his face instead.
"I… won't tell you… where she is!"
So Shadow sliced through his hand, but didn't manage to cut it entirely off. Silver screamed in horror, and begged and pleaded for him to stop, and one of his pleas where, "Please stop! I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" So Shadow stopped, and leaned into Silvers face. But Silver didn't answer. He stared at Shadow with fearful eyes. He never expected to be at this guy's mercy. The plan Mephiles and him created was "Get in, Silver kills that black hedgehog, Mephiles grabs the girls, and they leave."
This wasn't part of the plan.
Shadow decided to give him an edge. Growling into the albinos ear, he hissed sadistically, "Tell me where they are, and I promise I'll let you live."
Shaking underneath the black hedgehog, Silver whimpered, "You promise?"
"…I promise."
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On the outside, Silver didn't look like a pussy. But he turned into a pussy pretty quickly, when his ass was at stake. He was crying now, fearing for his life. He spat out the information to Shadow. He learned that Mephiles took them back to his house, and once Silver was finished taking care of Shadow (which he never managed to do) he was to meet him there. Silver gave him the address, and any additional information. As soon as he was finished, he asked to be let free from Shadows grasp.
"Is that everything?" Shadow growled, barring his teeth.
"Yes, yes! I've told you everything! You'll find Rouge there! Just let me go!"
"Mephiles better not be hurting her!"
Silver paused before answering. He dared to don a dark, almost sarcastic smile. "I… I can't promise you that…" He snickered a little, thinking about all the things Mephiles and himself planned do once they got their little Rougey back. He received a swift slap to the face and a hard knee in his stomach, causing him to cough up some blood.
"You sick fucking bastard!" Despite his anger, Silvers smile scared him. Right now, Rouge could be enduring some horrible torture at the hands of the man he swore would never touch her again. He knew she would be wondering why he wasn't there. Mephiles would force her to believe that Silver killed him, and that she would never see him again.
How could he let this happen?
Several seconds passed, both hedgehogs bleeding and beaten, trying to suppress the pain they inflicted on each other. Finding an ounce of courage, Silver kept his ugly smile and said to Shadow, his voice trembling, yet malicious, "I bet Rouge told you some silly sob story, huh?"
Shadow quickly recalled the story that Rouge had told him about Mephiles and Silver and how she ended up in that alley. "That's funny," Shadow said, his head turned, looking away from Silver and instead staring off into space, thinking, "I didn't know rape and torture were categorized as 'silly.'"
Silver scoffed. "You really believe the shit she told you?" he said nervously. "Heh, well let me tell you something, hedgehog, she's lying. Everything she said to you was a lie. She made up those things only for attention."
He was lying. Shadow knew he was. He was doing it to aggravate him. And it was working.
Silver continued, noting that Shadow was too busy contemplating what he was saying. "She's a dumb little whore. I don't know why you concerned yourself with her. Hell, I don't even know how you ended up with her. But here's the thing; just forget about her. She's nothing but a slave anyway. Who gives a shit about them?"
Every word Silver spoke was like a slap in the face. Shadow found it difficult to listen to.
"It's funny to think that she actually had the hots for me once," Silver reminisced, laughing at how ridiculous the sentence was. This caught Shadow by surprise. He whipped his head around and looked down at Silver, and asked, "She loved you?"
Coughing up some blood, Silver responded, "She didn't love me. But she certainly liked me. It was kind of cute even."
This was interesting. Odd, but interesting. Shadow had no idea that Rouge had, at one time, had some feelings for Silver.
"… but… that all stopped once we started drugging her."
And that one sentence was the straw that broke Shadows back.
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He drugged her. He raped her. He beat her. He tortured her until there was nothing left of her. What kind of person would do that to someone else? Especially to someone who had absolutely no means of escape, no one to help them, and no choice whatsoever. That person would have to be sick in the head to try and do things like that to another person. And evidently, a guy like that was right underneath Shadow, snickering and smiling evilly. Enjoying remembering the moments he had hurting Rouge. Enjoying the fact that her pain, made him satisfied. That her feelings could matter less to him. That he got away with treating her like that for so long.
And yet, as sick and monstrous as he was, he expected Shadow to let him live?
This man, lying underneath Shadow, had absolutely no soul, no heart, and no sense at all. He got away with rape, and torture, all because he didn't have a collar around his neck. All because Rouge was a slave, therefore he thought he had the privilege of making her life a living hell.
Well, Shadow thought, obviously… he thought wrong.Shadow fingered the knife in his hand, slick with both of their blood, and yet still cold as it glistened in the light. It felt heavier than he remembered. He took the knife and nonchalantly, starting to trace circles around Silvers stomach, lost in thought as he contemplated what he was about to do.
A few moments passed. The room was silent, Silvers words floating around in the air. Said hedgehog got up the nerve to ask Shadow, who was still on top of him, holding him down, "Are you going to let me go?" His voice was nervous and scared. He looked up at Shadow hopefully.
Shadow ignored the question. He asked one of his own. It was a question that was floating around in his mind for some time, even though this wasn't the most appropriate time to ask it. "Rouge never knew that you and her Master were in the pornography business, did she?"
"W-what?"
"You heard me."
"Um, no, no she didn't. Please let me go. I gave you all of the information you wanted!"
Shadow ignored his plea. "Isn't it a little ironic that you specialized in, bondage, porn?"
"Why are you asking me these questions?"
"Tell me, are you a top or bottom?" His tone was cold, careless, and emotionless, as he continued to trace circles on Silvers stomach, now tracing them around his bellybutton.
"Please just let me go!"
"Answer my fucking question!" Shadow hissed.
"Um, I'm a top. Please get off of me!" His answers to Shadows questions were quick, but the pleas to be released were filled with whimpering and crying.
"Oh, so you like giving other people pain, do you?" The knife was starting to dig deeper into Silvers skin, still going in circles.
"Let me go, please!" Silver begged desperately.
Instantly stopping the knives movements, Shadow grabbed Silvers neck and leaned in so their noses were touching. Whispering, he said, "You like giving people pain, yet you yourself don't like to feel pain?"
Silver answered, "No." Complete silence.
Then the knife went through Silvers chest.
He gasped, coughing blood, breath hitched. He looked up to Shadow with quizzical, teary eyes.
Shadow smiled, saying, "How about now? You like feeling pain now?"
Silver continued breathing hard, blood spilling from the wound in his chest. Shadow leaned in to whisper into Silvers ear, "Because let me tell you something. The pain your feeling right now, is exactly what Rouge felt, her entire life." He pulled the knife out, and took in the sight of a dying Silver.
He stabbed Silver again, this time through his heart.
Holding the knife there, Shadow hissed, "This… is for every time you raped or beat Rouge."
He pulled the knife out, and stabbed Silver right through his neck. "This… is for every time you hurt your own slave, Blaze."
He pulled it out once more, and then stabbed him in the middle of his chest. "And this… is for trying to kill me." He let go of the knife, and watched Silver die.
Blood spewed from a white neck, covering the floor, creating a pool of red liquid. The life left Silvers eyes, and what was left was a shell of a person that once was. Choking on his blood, he forced his dying body to look up at Shadow. With a cracked voice, he said, "You… promised…"
"…promised that I would let you live." He whispered evilly into Silvers ear,
"Let's just say I'm not very good at keeping promises."
Silvers head fell back, life leaving him. Shadow made sure to say this last sentence fast. He wanted Silver to be alive when he heard it.
"But I can promise you this, Silver. Your lover, Mephiles, is guaranteed a death… much worse than yours."Silver died.
Shadow would have loved to stay and take it the beautiful sight of someone so evil dead, but there were more important things to do. He was happy to finally check off Silvers name on his death list, though.
He knew Rouge would be happy. At least he had that to look forward to. Rouge would smile when he told her that Silver was dead. The man who ruined her life was finally dead. Murdered. No more.
Gone.
Leaving the body on the floor, he quickly ran to the bathroom to wipe off some blood but most of it was stained on him. All of his cuts had scabbed so he was no longer bleeding, but he was still in extreme pain. But he forced himself to put it aside. He couldn't think about pain right now. All he could think about was Rouge.
Grabbing his chaos emerald, gun and any other weapons he could get, mostly knives, including the knife that killed Silver, he made his way to the door, looking back only once at the dead hedgehog laying on his living room floor. Silver was burning in hell right now, and Shadow couldn't be happier.
He stood in the doorway, looking down at his green chaos emerald. He could see Rouges face in it. "I'm coming Rouge," he told the emerald. "I know I broke my promise. I know you're probably scared right now. God only knows what he's doing to you. But I'm on my way."
He allowed some tears to fall out of his eyes, mentally kicking himself. Rouge believed that promise. She held by it and believed it. And he let it break. "God," he whispered to the emerald, "I just hope your okay." A beam of light sprung from the emerald, and after an agonizing "Chaos Control," knowing that he wouldn't like where he was going to be teleported to, he vanished.
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I updated! Yay! And exploding chapter, if I do say so myself. It introduces my first death scene, which is in no way perfect, but as first times go, I like it. R.I.P. Silver. We will always remember you by your pineapple shaped head and your dorky little voice. Lol, I love Silver, but he deserved to die, don't you think? On an even sadder note, Mephiles has captured Rouge, and Shadows promise has been broken. How could he allow this to happen? Will he get to Rouge in time? Please, Please Review!