welp. here it is. angsty fleetourge.

basically my take at what happened to sonic and friends during *slight cringe* Sonic '06 in Silver's timeline, only with the fleetourge pairing.

how'd I do on crisis city guys? *also lowkeyed cried a bit while writing. don't know if it's from the emotional stress of loosing two pets in one month or just from these characters and their feelings*

also here's a song for this one watch?v=9alKcSaLlc8

Beneath the red, polluted sky, a ruined city lay. Heavy smoke and fires rising and curling like snakes in the air as a distant roar of a creature echoed over the empty area.

Tired, swirled target like eyes gazed over the scene. A scene that would've usually filled him with glee. Just itching to add to the chaos.

But instead, he felt a slight emptiness in his chest. The feeling slowly crushing his heart as he continued to watch.

Not too long ago, a few years maybe, the original owner of this body he clung to stopped speaking to him. The chaotic demon thinking he went silent from grief and despair. Or maybe he was just as exhausted as he was.

He wouldn't blame him if he was.

Throughout the years, the golden creature managed to learn why the blue host was so keen on helping others rather than himself.

It was confusing, but he did like the feeling it gave when they completed a mission successfully.

Yet somehow, he even managed to teach him how to act socially. Despite the awkward spouts of claiming to "murder you if you keep doing that" from the exasperated demon, it went a bit smoother than first thought.

Though at this point, he wished he didn't learn about these trivial mortal feelings.

All he felt now was just….hollowness.

When the fiery god Iblis returned to this world, it destroyed many things. From the very earth which it took its stay, to the lives that inhabited it.

Fleetway knew he would've joined in way back when, but when it first occurred, he and his host fought against it.

Even losing friends along the way, they continued to fight. Though Fleetway began to notice how angry and hurt his host was at each death. Feeling the sharp stab of pain in his chest when his blue hero screamed in agony while fighting for a lost friend.

The hardest for his host was when he lost the "younger brother" he came to adopt.

The golden hedgehog was sure if he didn't take control and give him a proper burial, the azure hedgehog would continue to hold him tightly and sob into his neck.

But that didn't mean the demon didn't feel a loss himself.

Almost two years after the initial return, his mate that was from the anti dimension was slain. The blue hero had put him in charge of evacuation and protection of the injured. And to be honest, Fleetway was surprised he accepted the task without a sassed comment.

He never saw him so determined, so angry before. So...protective.

That single look made his heart soar, and he knew he had to do everything he could to protect that look for as long as he could.

Unfortunately, one day, the fire creatures came to the survivor's post. The abandoned building came crumbling down.

Before he even realized it, he was tearing apart the rocks on the top. Ignoring the plea to check the people who escaped and were off to the safe side from the building to see if he was there.

Fleetway found him buried beneath a steel beam, his body shielding a small child who came out with only a broken arm and sprained ankle.

The chaos being didn't know he could scream that loud, or that he could even cry. Yet he found himself holding his mate tightly, his clawed fingers curling against him as he weakly shook him to wake him up.

He never did.

For the next months, he attacked the fire god's army with a heated vengeance. Ignoring the pleas from his host.

Sure, their stunt bought enough time for the remaining survivors to leave the city for sanctuary, but it would never bring back his mate.

After reaching the place of origin of the god, Fleetway seemed to lose himself more and more in his previous nature.

Primal, rage, hatred, power. He was going to get his revenge for his lost one.

Sadly, his rage blinded him. Allowing his target to escape to a place deep in the ruined city and beneath the crust. Losing what hope the world had for a direct attack.

Now all that was out from the god's power was his minions.

And Fleetway had no one to blame but himself.

So, he let he and his host become lost in the chaotic field. Going between zones and universes for an answer to try to solve the problem.

The only one that seemed to come to mind was time travel and a hedgehog...but that wouldn't happen for hundreds of years from that day.

Which is where the charged hedgehog is now, floating between the reality of the ruined world and the chaos plane. His target eyes dully looking upon a world either of them could never hope to help.

Silently, his clawed hand flicked to the side. A sharp and shattered crystal in his hand.

Anarchy beryl.

He had gotten a large shard from his mate's old home dimension. And, with hope he could still muster up enough power and need to do so. He would hopefully be able to call onto his energy. To say goodbye one last time before he and his host faded out of the ruined timeline.

Eyes going solid red, the crystal glowed brightly. Energy swirling off the edged tip as it seemed to lasso onto something.

Slowly, a faint outline began to form.

Quietly, tears began to prickle out of his eyes as they rested on the form of the green hedgehog. Still wearing his flamed jacket that showed off the two wicked scars on his chest. The soft blues seemed warm when they rested on him. Pale ghostly tears sliding down the peach muzzle.

Fleetway felt his throat tighten as he took a step forward. His tattered sneakers and shredded socks scuffing the ground as he lost the will to float long ago. He opened his mouth to say something, only to close it shut.

His sharp teeth showing as his mouth pulled into a pained grimace as a broken sound left ihm. Quietly, the demon fell to his knees. His arms going around himself as he shook.

He felt his host tremble with him.

He barely noticed the silently footsteps of the other walking up to him and kneeling in front of him. The transparent arms going around him as he shook.

Subconsciously, he found himself trying to nuzzle into the crook of his mate's neck. Only to have his nose go through and his lover to give a saddened chuckle. "Kind of hard to do that Fleet. Most of the time, stuff goes straight through me anyway….," the green hedgehog said quietly. The golden hedgehog letting a sob through.

Fleetway wasn't sure how long they sat there, but soon he found his lover beginning to pull away. Terrified of losing him again, he reached out to grab him. The ghostly hedgehog surprised when his arms didn't go through him. "Please don't go…" the supered hedgehog said, his voice full of pain and grief as the blues seemed to soften more.

"Come with me then...We can relax for a while...Maybe watch a movie," he said, the other beginning to laugh between his sobs. "What? We got netflix. It's just awkward because we gotta share with the jerks too.," the green male smirked softly, finally able to brush away the golden hedgehog's tears.

"Besides...you did say I was yours for all eternity...So you basically have to. No room for argument.," he said, smirking more at the light pat to his chest from the other. Who now seemed to be in a fit of crying giggles.

Carefully, the green hedgehog stood up. His hand intertwining with his lover's clawed one with a smile.

After the other calmed his cries, he gave a genuine smile.

And the two began to fade away into the chaotic plane.

Finally at peace and together.