A/N: Someone commented (thank you sakura) that last chapter was very light. I intend to occasionally include humor in the story, but it will be mostly dark. And Sonic will be evil. Don't worry, that chapter was intended as a "calm before the storm" kind of thing, as this is where the murders start. Sorry I finished up the latest chapter of my Naruto fanfic before this, but that was the one I had a mostly done outline of. Basically, I create a plot, when writing a story, and then I add in the extra things, like minor events, order of deaths, etc. Trust me, the darkness cometh. On the funny side, I found out that I'm the only one of my generation in the family who was sober enough to remember my eighteenth birthday; all my cousins were too drunk to remember their eighteenth birthdays. Family gatherings are funny as hell, with my family. Quote from my seventy-something year old aunt: "I know what you're planning with your girlfriend. The Giggity-Giggity-Gig kind of plan." I reiterate. My family can be pretty fucked up. Anyway, on with the story!

Note: This city's name was a joke in last chapter, do not expect for me to use the name ever again. Most people just call it the city. It's a cyberpunk style metropolis, mostly inspired by ghost in the shell. For the look that I used as a basis for the finalization, go to and look up cyberpunk. The first picture, of the Berlin Sony Center, gives a perfect example of the cyberpunk-type architecture, with mostly towering buildings, neon lights, and a giant mix of dark and light, in perfect contrast. Picture an entire city, modeled like that, and you've got the basic image in your head.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic, or any extension thereof. I do, however, own me. But I'm probably not going to appear in this story.

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"Sonic, tell me why we're waiting at Amy's place, when they're out for my life!" Sonic and Shadow were currently hidden underneath an urban camo blanket, on the roof of the building opposite Amy's apartment.

"Eh, you'll see soon Shadow, you'll see soon." The only thing hinting at the blue hedgehog's intention was the long metal box next to him. Shadow grunted impatiently and began to take a snooze. What had changed Sonic? What had changed the both of them? Shadow didn't know, but he was just content to accept that shit happens. However, he was starting to see Sonic in a new light.

He was shaken awake a few hours later by the hedgehog he had fallen asleep thinking of. The first thing Shadow noticed was the rifle, complete with silencer and scope, gripped in Sonic's hand. The second thing was the feral grin on the blue hedgehog's face. It finally dawning on him, his eyes rooted to the front window of the apartment.

Inside Amy was sitting with Cream, talking over a batch of cookies. They were smiling and laughing, seemingly having forgotten that they had been Shadow-hunting earlier. Amy quipped something, and Cream began to laugh, the laugh which both of the hedgehogs outside hated. Neither of the girls heard the sigh of a silencer, and it was too late by the time the window shattered. The bullet traveled though the shards of glass, impacting into an orange-covered skull. Making a slightly splintered hole, it traveled, ripping through the soft gray matter inside, before erupting from the other end in a fountain of gray, red, and chips of white. Amy stared at her friend, lying there in a gathering pool of blood, face contorted in eternally silent laughter. The pink hedgehog was too shocked to speak. For a few seconds.

As the duo outside slipped away, an anguished scream echoed out the window. Shadow stared at his comrade, unbelieving that Sonic had held all these hidden desires inside of himself for so long. Sonic was simply laughing to himself. All the things he'd ever wanted, revenge, separation, everything, were in his hands now. Cream had always pissed him off, and he wanted to torment Amy for a good while. The only problem was that she probably thought Shadow was behind this, an illusion he would dispel soon. As the sun went down on the city, and multicolored lights turned on, sharpening the shadows, the pair headed home, unsuspecting of the ambush waiting for them.

Eggman had slimmed down a bit, and put on muscle. He realized when he took control of the Metropolis Mafia that his obesity posed a significant danger in threat situations. He still carried the slight flab symbolic of mafia dons, but he no longer had to worry about getting stuck in a chair, or having difficulty in jumping behind cover. Currently, he was standing in the living room of Shadow's kitchen, imposing in his black pinstriped suit, with five armed gunmen. His gunmen were cybernetically enhanced, trained to perfect accuracy, and had their guns trained on the door. They tensed as the door opened.

Shadow knew he was in trouble when he saw five muzzles flash, aimed at his heart and head. However, at the last minute, the bullets stopped their race to the target, right in front of him. Eggman was slightly panicked when some kind of magnetic force stopped the metal projectiles, dropping them harmlessly to the floor. Then a blue blur rushed into the room. In two seconds flat, the gunmen were dead, and a katana was pressing against the man's throat. But what really intimidated him was the unmistakable hedgehog floating slightly in front of him, holding said blade.

"S-S-Sonic! It can't be! You're dead!" He had to be. No one could have survived being caught in the center of that explosion. The hedgehog, knowing what his opponent was probably thinking, didn't wait to answer.

"Remember the teleporter you put in the base? Metal and I escaped through it." His anger evident, the blade pressed a little harder, the keen edge causing Eggman's neck to let out a few drops of blood. "I made it, killing Metal, but I was pretty badly injured. I had to have pieces from your damned robot put into me to live. Of course, you've never had to live with limbs, organs, all transplanted from an enemy to live. Hmm… maybe I should let you experience it."

"No, no, wait! There's no need for that! I could pay you!" The hedgehog didn't really need money right now, but, since he wasn't a hero anymore, decided to act like he was interested, lowering his sword. "Money, eh? I have no need for money, but you know, I gave up the whole hero business. Maybe I could use mafia connections."

"You gave up being a hero! Come to think of it, I could use men of your and Shadow's caliber, ever think of the hitman business?" Eggman actually could use good hitmen, even though he didn't think keeping them alive too long would be a good idea. Let Sonic, along with his doppelganger, be his workers, well paid and getting comfortable. Then he'd be able to take care of them, after they had made his job easier.

"Well, since I'm not required to be your enemy now, I think that bill would fit. Actually, I did a little hit-job of my own today. A certain annoying, orange rabbit had her first date today. One with death." Sonic had no intention of being Eggman's lackey for long, and he knew that Eggman would try to kill him after he got comfortable. Unfortunately for Eggman, the ruthless hedgehog had the same plan, but the mad scientist turned mafia don didn't know that.

While all this was happening, Shadow had taken the bodies out to an alleyway a block down and taken anything useful or of value off them. He now walked through the door, having caught enough of the last part to know what was going on. One thing was sure, Sonic and Shadow still had their speed, though Shadow didn't know Sonic was fast, after the incident. It seemed Metal's legs were well suited, even if they weren't Sonic's real ones. He was guessing that some of the other parts allowed Sonic's new magnetic abilities.

Knowing what Eggman would do later, and guessing that Sonic had a plan, he decided to play the part. Walking over to one of the cabinets, he pulled out a bottle of brandy, as was traditional in underworld deals. "Well, men, what say we have a drink to seal the deal?" As the three new associates sat down at the table, the human plotted the death of the other two, all the while acting quite polite and friendly. The two hedgehogs did likewise, all the while plotting his death.

Metropolis was going to have a series of political nightmares in the next few weeks.

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Well, this chapter is a little shorter than I would have liked, but it needed to end there, and next chapter should make up for it. The story's taken a darker turn, and the deaths have started. Thanks for reading and reviewing so far everyone, it really motivates me to do the stories. I don't think there's much more to say, so I'll finish up, and do some fanfiction reading for a few hours, then get on the next chapters of both the stories I'm currently updating.

Next Chapter: A series of assassinations has the metropolis in an uproar, and some of those kickass cyberpunk scenes I love so much, that I finally get to do. Oh, and Shadow starts recognizing and trying to fight the feelings he has for Sonic. Needless to say, that's a battle destined to be lost.