Disclaimer: If I owned these characters, I would be vacationing somewhere.
Thanks for the reviews :D To answer, this story? Its going somewhere, but when it gets there it will be just as much of a surprise to you than it will be for me XD It isn't a serious story, I have plenty of those, it will probably have, when all said and done, 4 or 5 chapters.
The main focus was to add a knuxadow that didn't have both knuckles and shadow Oocly glomping each other :P
It was sunset.
The intense red and orange glow that streaked across the sky was slowly being swallowed by the gentle purple and inevitable black. Stars speckled the horizon, and his muse had moved.
Black toes curled in the sand, waiting. Shadow the Hedgehog stood at the edge of the main island, awaiting the center of his attention to appear. He had been there for the better part of a month now, the surface. A little morbid of a thought, but still, the truth. He had gotten used to the routine of the Guardian. Up at the break of dawn. Meditate near the Master Emerald, train. Tend to the island, which took most of the day. The plant life had to be tended for, the animal life had to be watched over. The ancient ruins, which is where Knuckles seemed to spend most of free time, reading, drawing, and to his occasional delight, to sing. Knuckles had a beautiful voice.
The blood red lines of the sunset soon faded, and as if set on some internal clock, Knuckles appeared, walking calmly down the beach path, flexing his claws and rolling his shoulders. Shadow grinned wickedly and slid back a bit further behind the large rock on the edge of the island and settled himself, getting ready. After the island was tended for he would meditate at sundown. And, afterwards, train again. A ritual that Shadow would have thought a little boring a few years back, but, now that he was experiencing it, he had to admit, this had to be why the Guardian was so... Balanced.
Shadow snapped out from his musings and crotched low, as Knuckles began. Gloveless and shoeless he swayed, head spines spinning, claws at ready, eyes narrowed as the battle raged with his imaginary opponent. Sand was kicked about as the battle grew fiercer, Shadow's ears strained forward to catch every grunt and snarl. He was so captivating, slender scarlet body, long head spines, tilted violet eyes. It was no wonder Shadow had stared when he had first met Knuckles, he hadn't had any idea what species he was. Knuckles was technically extinct, making his muse even more appealing to him.
His heart suddenly stopped in his throat, tearing him from pleasant thoughts, as Knuckles stopped. Stopped, much too early. Had he been seen? Withdrawing immediately more, body completely frozen. He had been seen, and the Guardian would storm over. He would grab him by the throat, and then throw him square off the island for spying. Black ears flattened against his skull, waiting the inevitable rage. But, it did not come. A minute later and it didn't arrive either. In its place was a distant.. roar. Mechanical one. It grew closer, until it became the undeniable sound of choppers. Lots of them. Shadow slowly stood, unknowingly copying the echidna just on the other side, eyes narrowed and leaning slightly, trying to find the source of the sound.
It grew louder and louder, until the big black steel birds rose through the clouds, the now deafening sound making the black hedgehog's ears flatten. On the side of each one was the big red mark of Robotnik.
WILL we ever find out what happened to Shadow? WHY are those helicopters there? WHEN will I update again?
Answers to these and more, next chapter :D
Mwuahaha I suck