(((You know what's loads of fun? Playing Sonic heroes after about four beers. Sonic continually throws himself off cliffs for little or no apparent reason. Oh, and those rails seem to become thinner... Eh, well, the best part is you can yell at the characters and blame them for everything. I like Sheryl Crow...
Sonic: goodbye, cruel world...-swandives-
Knux: and she wonders why he did it.
Tails: she keeps calling me a redheaded stepchild...o.O it's not my fault I can't carry TWO extremely HEAVY people for very long...-sniffles- I'm only twelve! Well, technically six in the game, neh. HOW CAN YOU PUT THAT MUCH PRESSURE ON A SIX-YEAR-OLD?
Shadow: they just can. And sometimes I just wanna steal a gun from one of those robots and blow the living fuck out of Omega. My gawd, what kind of android says "I am detecting a frog in the vicinity." ? It should be just me and Rouge...
Rouge: YOU SAID IT! -tackles Shadow and molests-
Sh: O.O...-allows-..?
Sn: AHEM! Anyway, I'm back from committing suicide. Let's get on with the fic. AND STOP SETTING YOUR REVIEWERS ON ME!
A: hey, it's not my fault they like my story and you don't.
Sn: because I'm not a masochist. T.T
K: she does enjoy her character torture...
Sh: poor me. u.u I've been beat-up, raped several times, and now killed. I have yet to see what strange new tortures she has in store.
Karpa: raped?
Sh: yes.
Kp: can't rape the willing -wink-
Sh: neh... ;;; I swear she raped me. I have psychological damage and-
Kp: -tackles and rapes him again-
Sh: oh, ok. -happyface!-
A: AHHEEEM! Do you guys wanna see a name profile or what?
The name of Shadow gives you a clever, quick, analytical mind, but you suffer with a great deal of self-consciousness, lack of confidence, and much aloneness because of misunderstandings. Your idealistic and sensitive nature gives you a deep appreciation for the finer things of life and a strong desire to be of service to humanity. There are times when you experience inner turbulence at your inability to say what you mean. It is far easier for you to express your deeper thoughts and feelings through writing than verbally. You find pleasure in literature, in poetry, and in your ideals and will turn to them when you feel you have been misunderstood.
Sh: sensitive...? service to humanity?
A: I dunno, sounds like you, Shady.
Sh: don't call me that...
(&( Manic: WOHOO! TWO DAYS IN A ROW! -gets smacked by Knuckles-
Knux: I'm going to do the disclaimer being that Manic has NOT taken his medication yet. She does not own Sonic, YOU do not own her ideas. And Tarsa is mine. There will be no negotiation. -gets all possessive, petting a picture of Tarsa, sniffles- I want my cuddlebear back...)&)
Chapter 18- A Slight Change of Perspective
"Just what in God's name is going on here?" Karpa had shouted from the bank.
Itshell looked up at her, bearing the look of a culprit having been caught. "Karpa! Darling! I went to pick oranges and...they... they! They ambushed me and-"
"Karpa..." Shadow interrupted the excuse.
"Shadow...is it really you..?"
"...in a manner of speaking..."
She slid down the bank, running to him and throwing her arms around him. He hugged back, surprised she didn't go through him as Itshell had.
In the distraction, Tarsa took this opportunity to plow into Itshell with a three hit combo: stomach, side, face. The two waged for a minute in hand-to- hand combat.
"What are they doing?" Karpa said, looking back to the two with an eyebrow raised.
He turned her face back to his with a finger giving his lover a serious stare. "Itshell has you trapped in here so that she can use the combined form of your bodies. It seems Tarsa's the only one so far that can cause her any damage..."
"Is that so..? I suspected as much. She led me to believe this was some sort of heaven...and she was my personal... well, that doesn't matter now. Let's see if I can't help out... Gawd I'd give anything for my gloves..."
As soon as she had wished it, her dark gloves appeared on her hands.
"Hmmmm...now this is nice...how about my whole suit?"
and her sarong was replaced with her tight spy outfit.
"Excellent." She cracked her fists together, releasing her long, talon-like blades. She gave the hedgehog a final kiss before turning to the matter at hand, emitting a war cry as she joined into the 'fun'.
She shoved her sister out of the way, taking a slash at the opponent. Itshell jumped back, bewildered. "Not you too, love..."
"Yes, 'me too.' I'm DONE with this bloody masquerade! Now, you send me back this instant and leave us be!"
"Sorry. Can't do that."
"Can't? I'll bet I can make you!" she sliced at the air inches from Itshell's face, blades singing.
"Th...that's my sister?" Tarsa asked from her seat in the sand with disbelief.
"sure is..." Shadow affirmed.
"She's..." she watched as her twin blocked an attack, then kneed the darker one in the gut and finally pounded her forcefully on the back after she had leaned forward in pain.
"She's cool!"
--.o:o.--
"I've got a reading!" Amy exclaimed, hopping up and down with excitement as she looked into the small screen of the radiation detector.
Sonic snatched it from her, grumbling. "She's not far. Ok, Knux!"
"Yeah."
"Rouge got your gloves for you, they're in the back. Tails!"
"Sir!" he saluted, then grinned. "This is fun!"
"I want you to track Itshell using the transport radar. You won't find her on it now, but see if you can't reconfigure it to look for radiation."
"SIR, YES SIR!"
Sonic shook his head as Tails scurried off. "Amy!"
"Yes, Sonic?"
"I want you to open the rear hatch..."
"Yes?"
"and jump without a parachute."
She frowned at him flatly, walking away.
"Sally!"
"What now?"
"I need your assistance...in the, ahem, lavatory..."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh, really?"
"Yes, really! This is a very serious operation!" he grinned.
"Dream on, soldier. I'm not exactly a member of the mile-high club, thankyouverymuch."
He drew her closer, smirking naughtily as he slipped his hands around her waist. "I could make you an honorary member..."
She couldn't help but smirk back. "What the hell? The world's coming to an end. Just once for old time's sake!"
And they made themselves scarce behind the lavatory door. The click of a lock was heard.
(AN- I'm so bad.)
--.o:o.--
Shadow stood helplessly by as the three echidnas beat the God-willing shit out of each other. Karpa growled in frustration at the fact she couldn't seem to get a decent slice out of Itshell while constantly trying to get Tarsa out of the skirmish completely.
"WILL YOU BUGGER OFF?" she finally screamed at the girl.
"Hey, this is my fight too!"
"You're only getting in the way! Let me finish her off!"
Using the distraction of the two fighting siblings, Itshell took that opportunity to summon her other half...
"I can fight too, y'know!"
"You bloody yank! You think your kah-ra-tay will do ANYTHING to harm her? Let me dice her and be done with it so we can get the bloody 'ell out of 'ere!"
"Uhhh... girls..."
"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!" they screamed at Shadow in unison. He only meekly pointed in the direction of their adversary, who was now no longer singular.
"Oh, that can't be good..." Tarsa mumbled fearfully.
"You haven't seen anything yet, my dears!" the two Itshells stated simultaneously, both drawing a sleek kitana from a sheath at their sides.
"...that can't be good at all..." Tarsa added to her previous statement, now backing away. "Take it away, Karpa, they're all yours!"
"My, how thoughtful of you. T.T" she bared her teeth, taking stance, blades raised.
And the combat commenced.
Shadow watched the lightening quick moves, cringing at every near-miss to the golden echidna. He then realized something... Itshell COULN'T kill either twin! She needed them to keep her combined physical form!
"Karpa! Stop!"
"What? Are you out of your HEAD?"
"She can't kill you!"
Karpa froze, looking at Shadow as if he had gone completely mad. Sure enough, both Itshells stopped as well.
"She's stalling for time!"
"I don't remember saying you could speak, hedgehog!" the threatening duo spoke again as one. The Itshell to the right strode to Shadow, holding out a hand. The fingertips began to glow.
"Ha! As if you could kill me either. I'm already dead, remember?" he folded his arms cockily.
"Not for long..."
His eyes widened as he felt a warm chill up his spine. Suddenly, there was a brilliant flash of light...
--.o:o.--
Sonic dragged a hand through his recently disheveled quills as he looked over Tails' shoulder as he worked.
Suddenly...he felt a trickle of warmth, like a rising flame, inch up his spine. He shivered. Suddenly, he saw nothing but blinding white. He tried to scream, but no sound came out. Then everything went red.
-
Shadow looked around frantically. He was no longer in the other dimension, but in a room... he then recognized it as the transport. Was he back to the normal dimension? How could THAT be? Whatever the case, he was both gladdened and saddened about the situation, having to have left the girls on their own. Hopefully Karpa would know what to do. She seemed to be the stronger of the two... but he couldn't be sure.
He gasped as he felt a sharp pinch at the flesh of his backside. He spun around to berate the culprit, only to be face-to-face with a grinning Sally.
"Hey there, hot stuff , whatcha doin'?"
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT!"
"w...but...Sonic, are you ok?"
Shadow frowned, now thoroughly confused. Suddenly, there was a cry from another room. It sounded terrified, and, as he listened more closely, discovered that it sounded much like...like his own...
-
He felt his body was lying down. His limbs here icy cold and it seemed as if he couldn't open his eyes. It was as if he were trying to wake up from a nightmare...
He thrashed, regaining movement in his legs, swinging them over the side of what he thought was a bed, and clawing at his eyelids. Tape...?
A sudden intense dizziness overcame him as the light filtered into his eyes. He staggered to his feet, feeling everything sway precariously about him. He leaned heavily on a wall, shaking his head violently to clear his vision. Everyone was standing before him, staring with very wide eyes and pallid faces. He frowned, catching his breath.
"Hey. Wh- what's wrong? -gasp- you guys...you look like you've seen a ghost!" he chuckled breathlessly. No one was laughing with him. All continued to stare in bewilderment and fear.
His eyes caught a familiar shade of blue, widening to their full extent as well, realizing he was looking at HIMSELF. He looked down at his hands, his arms, expecting to see the blue fur he was born with, but instead seeing a deep midnight black...
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"
((EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! FUNNNNNN! Now what's going to happen? wow, this is great! I'm surprised out of my mind that I wrote it!
Sonic...Shadow: I'm so fucking confused.
Shadow... or is it Sonic now: ditto.
Knux: -laughing his ass off-
A: ok, all of you shall review as you have been doing so nicely as of late! Chao!