We found refuge in Sol's apartment, thinking she wasn't going to come back. We were right. The next morning, I woke up and went straight to where I had left Sonic. It was as bad as I thought. Now his quills stuck up, he had a patch of chest fur, and his eyes were as narrow as Shadow's. His gloves… were basically Shadow's gloves without the rings, same went for his shoes too. The only reasons I could tell him apart from Shadow were the facts that A) His voice was his own B) Instead of red stripes, his stripes were blue and C) His eyes were still green. It took me a couple of minutes to realize I was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him. Sonic moaned and sat up quickly, scaring me. I fell off the bed after screaming, then looked at Sonic, blushing. Sonic was looking at me with an odd expression. I smiled sheepishly and said: "Um… oops?" He giggled a little; the first time I had seen him happy since he was injected with Shadows genes. His giggle… so childish… so innocent… he didn't deserve what was going to happen to him eventually. He didn't deserve to die.
Sonic sat up on the edge of the bed, and held out a hand for me. I grabbed his hand and he helped me up. "Hehe- aagghh!!" Sonic screamed, clutched his head, and laid his head on my chest. "Sonic!? What's wrong?!" I asked, worried. … … We remained silent until Sonic broke the silence. "Why… Why am I seeing Shadow's memories?" He said, beginning to panic. Then it all became clear to me. What was going to happen. How it was all going to end. So we went to where Tails and the others were staying. "Oh my god, Sonic!! What happened to you!?" Amy screamed when she saw Sonic. "It's a long story." I told her.