AN: I'm back with more dark and disturbing stuff, kiddies. You know what they say: keep your friends close... and wtf d00d, I did not intend to post something like this in honor of Sonic's birthday. I'll do better next time, I promise.
Two Sides of the Same Coin
He awoke suddenly in the silent night, clutching his chest as if his heart was about to leap right out and run away. The incessant pounding in his ribcage that he normally experienced following an unconscious encounter with the ghosts of his past was persisting for longer than usual, even to the point that it caused him great pain.
Sitting up against the wall slowly and cradling his aching head in his hands, he gazed upon the sleeping form of his better half. He lay just an arm's reach away from him, his eyes closed and a peaceful calm hanging over him. At the sight of such serenity, the observer instantly felt unwanted feelings begin to surface and fester.
No, no, not now.
In the end, no matter how much he resisted, his banished instincts were bound to return.
His eyes took on a horrifying ruby red glow, signaling that the darkest part of his existence had gained full control. With an unchanging expression of blankness, he moved towards the silently sleeping body, trailing cold fingertips over warm skin.
The other muttered something incomprehensible and shifted his position slightly, rolling his head a few inches to the left and exposing his rarely seen neck. The owner of widened crimson eyes couldn't resist the temptation. He sprung forward, brushing his lips lightly over the sweet, forbidden area, tasting his counterpart as he never quite had at any other time in this bed.
His prey twitched and sharply kicked in his direction, signaling that it was time for him to take action. With a growl, he lowered his body on top of the other's, closing his hands around his neck at long last. His entire body shuddered and a sadistic smile spread across his mouth like wildfire, engulfing his face and sucking him fully into the inferno.
The dormant figure came to life instantly, uselessly swinging fists in the direction of the perpetrator. Realizing that fighting was going to get him nowhere, he fell limp once more, finding it increasingly hard to keep his eyes open under the building pressure. He gasped and struggled for breath, desperately clawing at the hands that were strangling him. Just before he vanished back into the realm of unconsciousness, he met the piercing crimson spears with his own questioning emeralds and felt his heart shatter to bits.
"Sha...dow..." he choked, the pitiful six letters sounding like a sob.
The grip grew tighter until it became impossible for him to breathe. The weaker of the two collapsed with one final shudder, bringing a twisted sense of satisfaction to the other. Having dragged his victim out of an unconscious state only to push him right back in, he flexed his grip and firmly jerked his head to one side, reaching the climax of his excitement by snapping his neck.
Having had his fun, Shadow released the lifeless form and laid next to him as if to join him in the realm of sleep. He linked their fingers together to ensure that they would be together still, even when the morning came.
~End~
AN^2: If you liked it, please review. If you hated it, please review. If this short non-story has dramatically changed your life in some way, please get help.
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