SUPPORT

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Disclaimer: Sonic belongs to Sega

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Genre(s): Action

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Warning(s): Typo is my most loyal fan, spelling mistakes because English is not my mother language, Possibly OOC. NO BETA, so beware of grammar mistakes

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Summary: It doesn't matter who or where, they'll always be there to help the hero

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Other people may think this is the worst birthday party ever. To get your friends kidnapped, half of the universe was sucked into nothingness. A timeless, white space. Where you won't know if minutes, days, or even months had passed. Not to mention, having to beat down a bad, big monster before it could destroy the world—worlds? Whatever. Anyway, in short. Normal people will groan and whine at the unfairness of it all. A birthday is a happy occasion, jerk should've given them a relaxation time!

But not Sonic, however. Fighting evil enemy, protecting his precious people, and saving the world from a psychopathic megalomaniac is basically his daily occurrence. He'd been doing this sing and dance for…who knows how long? Maybe right after he discovered his speedy legs? He forgot. Sonic was worried about his comrades' safety, for his home's future, sure. But hey. He wasn't going to lie and admitted that fighting Eggman was always such a fun occasion. The thrill, the drama, the sarcastic jab.

And he got a puppy out of this adventure too! Lucky!

Well, not really a puppy. More like a wolf. A very big, very scary-looking wolf. Sonic wasn't sure where did it come from. Or if this beast was a pet or a wild animal. The thing was tame. Cooperative. Immediately recognized between friends and foes; or at least, between those who want to protect and those who want to destroy. Case in point, Wolf just sent Eggman running between his tails with a low growl alone, cowing him with a threat of sharp nails and teeth. Sonic definitely likes the guy.

It's so fluffy too. Like a huge blanket made of fur. So comfortable…

Anyway, now that their journey was over, the 'ultimate boss' was destroyed, and two Eggman still meant nothing to someone like Sonic, it seems it was time to go back. The blue blur felt a tingling in his stomach. Not because of the seven Chaos Emerald, who was in the process of untangling itself from within the hedgehog's soul. No. He felt this sensation recently (or yesterday? A couple of days ago? Timeless void sure was confusing) and now, Sonic was smiling ear to ear because of it; pretty impressive for an anthropomorphic animal, who had his ears on top of his head.

"Hey, buddy. We're going home now," he said, cradling his gloved hand on the soft fur of the creature. Sonic's lips quirked when it tilted his head cutely. Like it was asking for a confirmation, "yeah. To our world. Where you can see the sky and feel the green grass. Not this boring white. I'm pretty excited to introduce you properly to my friends. I'm sure they'll love you!"

(Sonic missed a particularly worried look flashed on Wolf's complexion, eyebrows furrowed in deep contemplation)

When whatever-force-that-brought-them-here teleported them to the familiar Green Hill—right in front of the party table. With the food still intact too! Chili Dogs!—everyone cheered. Knuckle fist bump with Silver. Rouge, Tails, and Charmy zipped on the air as Shadow and Espio watched fondly from below. Vector wrapped Amy, Cream, and Blaze in one big hug, spinning them in place while laughing uproariously. The atmosphere was just cheerful all around, and Sonic honestly couldn't stop grinning. Adventure and excitement were good, but sometimes, peace was appreciated as well. Now that everyone was in a good mood, he should—

"AWOOOO!"

His heart immediately skipped a beat.

Startled, their attention was turned toward the source of the voice. To the Wolf who was crouching on all four, growling and writhing on the open field of his hometown. The poor thing was gritting his teeth so hard, it drew blood. Eyes wide open and paws grabbed a fistful of the grass, forcefully pulling it out from the hard ground. Sonic panicked. The time they spent together in that void, fighting robots after robots and taking a nap together between their mission, rendered the hedgehog to recognized the wolf's expression almost instantly (he had to if he wanted to understand it. The beast couldn't talk like a normal Mobian, after all). It was in extreme pain, something invisible was attacking it from the inside. Wolf was trying to reign the mighty yell in or else it'll let out a bigger wail and scared the nearby townsfolk to death.

"Do you think it's going berserk?" Knuckle hesitantly theorized, knuckles out in the open and ready to use, "'time' itself didn't apply in that white space, right? Maybe that place was the only one who held its…uh…wild side."

"Then we should stop him," Silver's eyes glowed yellow, wispy trail of light enveloped his palms, "before it could completely change and attack innocent citizens."

Sonic's stomach dropped. And this time, not in a good way.

"Wait," Shadows intercepted, pulling them out of their musing, "isn't that wolf…shrinking?"

Huh. The black hedgehog was right, now that he took a good look at it. The big dog who usually towered over anyone, even when it was crouching, now was on par of Victor's waist. Slowly, yet surely, it kept on getting smaller. It furs receded to who-knows-where, nails less sharp. When Sonic tried to approach it (it doesn't look like a 'deranged monster' anymore, right? His Mobius friends won't mind), Wolf swept its hand wide, silently forcing him to step back and not to worry. I knew what happened to me. Just…wait there.

So, they wait, while Wolf shrank and shrank, the pitying whimper heightened once again. Whatever happened to him was kicking up a notch, turning the pain receptor to sky-high, tears started gathering from its closed eyelids. Another second passed before it could not take it any longer. The creature snapped its head upward and mouth wide open, sharp teeth glinted under the sunlight. Black smoke sprouted from its chest, covering every inch of its body—

"RRrrraaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRGHH!"

As it let out a loud cry.

Which, weirdly enough, turned into a person's scream at the end of it?

When the fog billowed out and the form of his companion showed up, Sonic was sure he wasn't the only one who had his jaw dropped. Because there, on a place where Wolf should be, was another Sonic. A little taller, jaw a bit sharper. He wore a fur necklace on his neck, snuggling both of his shoulders and was held together by a silver, wolf head brooch. A bracelet with a green gem was circling his right wrist. And the usual red shoes were exchanged with a sharp navy and white, dull spikes that couldn't even hurt a fly—just there for a spooky decoration—protruding from beneath the soles. Asides from little difference in look and outfit here and there, he was definitely Sonic. Blue fur, spiky quills. Wolf Sonic laughed derisively, sweat covered most of his forehead, face completely pale, "it was never…that bad before…"

"Hey…mind leaving some cake for me?" he then rhetorically asked, grinning weakly towards the still gaping audience, "I think I'm…gonna pass out now…"

And passed out he did, as he fell face-first to the ground and was snoring ever so slowly.

There was silence.

Then Espio, their most calm and collected member, asked a million-rings question that had been swirling through their head since the beginning of the day.

"What the hell just happened?"

(A/N): Very calm and collected, indeed~

I've been asking this question since the end of Unleashed. What exactly was Sonic's plan in trying to get rid of his Werehog form? He was just following the flow. And clearly, it was a stroke of dumb luck that Eggman intercepted, reviving the Dark Gaia anyway. Causing that enemy to suck his remaining darkness from within Sonic. What if Sonic managed to close the holes completely? Will his form disappear just like that? I'm sure Chip can do something, he's the Light Gaia, after all. But that'll be anticlimactic.

This is a story of 'What if Sonic fix the world without Eggman's interruption, Chip's power couldn't banish Sonic's Werehog form (because as the day passed by, it become one with his life force and Chip wasn't 'fully awakened' enough to heal him), and Sonic just have to deal with it?'.

Chip gave him a bracelet as compensation though. So, he doesn't have to undergo a painful transformation whenever night comes. But it needed to charge itself up for half a day to work its job fully. As there's no 'time' in that White World, Sonic had been in his Werehog form for days. Or, the equivalence of days in a timeless void. The time may not move at all in Sonic's world, but you know how the 'Room of Recreation' in Harry Potter work? Yeah, I like to think the void worked just like that `3`

Wolf Sonic didn't talk because of reason, lol.

He could. He just didn't want to.

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BONUS:

Sonic, opening a portal to the timeless void for a split second using the Chaos Emeralds: "THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR CONDUCTING AN ILLEGAL EXPERIMENTATION TO MY DOPPELGANGER, YOU ROTTEN EGG!" *proceed to kick Eggmans' butt and dumped a bunch of rotten eggs onto them*

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Sonic was pissed.