Back again! This chapter is going to be a lot longer than the last one, just to warn you! It will also contain some couples. We'll get to the action soon! Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story. R&R plz.

Chapter 2

My Sister Dates My Nemesis

Remember when I said I'd quit if Sonia hit me in the head with her science book again? Well, now she's got her history book, which is even thicker, so I've got to be careful what I say now or I might get knocked out and not be able to finish the chapter. I hate sisters. OW! Would you quit that? Alright already, I'll get back to the story. Just keep the book away from my head! Anyway, after I passed out…

I blinked, sitting up. The Werehog was nowhere in sight, or smell for that matter, and it had a pretty strong raw meat smell. Had I fallen asleep? Had it all been a nightmare? I rubbed my neck and felt bite marks. No. It was real. I had been attacked by my Werehog side, and it wanted to control me. Great. Nice way to start the evening, getting attacked by Mr. Hyde. "Sonic!" I heard a voice, and turned around to find Tails.

"Hey bud!" I called as he flew over.

"Sonic! Your Mom's looking for you!" Tails said, stopping in front of me.

"Tell her I'll be back at the palace before she can say 'chilidog'. And tell her to actually say 'chilidog'!" I smirked.

"Okay, Sonic!" Tails winked, twirling his two tails and flying off as fast as he could go. I grinned, running after him to the house. Well, I can't exactly call my family's place a house. It's a palace. The palace. The home of the royal family. That's us, my Mom Queen Aleena, my sister Sonia, and my brother Manic. We haven't lived in this place very long, though, unless you count when we were so little I couldn't remember. For those of you who don't know our family history, I'll fill you in, but I'll let you know right off the bat that history isn't one of my stronger subjects.

When my siblings and I were little, my Mom, the Queen, was overthrown my Egghead Buttnik. (Sonia note: His real name is Eggman Robotnik.) She gave Sonia, Manic and I to foster parents for safety. Sonia got the best of it, adopted by some duchess. I was raised by my Uncle Chuck, a Freedom Fighter. (Sonia note: Freedom Fighters: A group of revolutionaries against Robotnik.) Manic… I really don't know how he ended up with a gang of homeless thieves as a family, but I'm pretty sure they weren't who Mom intended to adopt him. Anyway, when we were about fifteen, we were reunited, and we discovered we were prophesied to overthrow Robotnik with the help of our Mom. But Buttnik discovered we were together, and he found and roboticized my Uncle Chuck, Sonia's "Mother" Lady Windemere, and Manic's "Dad" Ferrell. (Sonia note: Roboticized: People put into a machine, and they come out as robot slaves to Eggman.) Since my siblings had nowhere to go now, I offered to let them stay with me and join the Freedom Fighters. They accepted, but it took a while for them to get used to life on the run. But soon we discovered the meanings of the strange-shaped medallions we always wore. When we rubbed them (Yeah I know, too cliché but bear with me, I was just given the thing at birth) they became instruments that doubled as weapons! Way past cool. So we made a band, the three of us, The Sonic Underground, because we're always on the run and hiding, and the star singer is named Sonic. OW! Put the book down, sis! HEY! I didn't mean on my head! Okay, I'll say it; you have a good voice too. There. Now quit it with the book! Anyway, long story short, we eventually reunited with Mom and retook the throne. (Sonia note: In the animated chronicles, titled Sonic Underground, our reunion with Mother and the overthrow of Robotnik were not recorded. P.S. I'm tired of giving notes) This ends the boring history stuff. Back to the story.

I sped in the house right after my Mom said "chili", catching her before she said "dog". Her purple fur seemed to glisten in the rays of the sun shining through the window, her royal gown sparking, her crown shining. She sighed with relief. "I was getting worried." she said.

"Come on Mom, I'm fine." I smirked, silently adding; "And I'm old enough to look after myself." I guess Mom had about fifteen years of motherhood to catch up on, and I know she's trying her hardest, but sometimes it seems she treats us like we're three and need to be on a leash.

"Sonic Hedgehog!" Sonia yelled at me, running down the stairs that connected to Great Hall to our bedrooms. She was wearing her normal red tank top, high gold belt, purple skirt and designer boots. "You've been gone for hours! You were going to make me late for the date!" she screamed in my face, then turned to Mom. "Does my hair look okay?" she asked in a much calmer tone. I rolled my eyes. Her pink hair looked the same it always did; too much hairspray. Remember when I said it was a double-date I was going to tonight? Well, it was Amy and I, along with Sonia and… I'll get to that. Tails came up to us.

"Your guests are here. And Amy's knocking franticly." he informed us. I rolled my eyes again, trudging down the stairs.

"You're not taking a girl on a date while looking like that, are you?" Sonia asked me, dusting the dirt of my spines.

"Chill, sis. He looks fine." came the unmistakable voice of my brother, Manic. I turned and saw him coming down the stairs. He never cared about his appearance, and sometimes we have to remind him to take a shower. His green hair stuck out in all directions, his simple red vest was hanging over one shoulder, the black spiked metal bands around his wrists were lopsided, and one of his red tennis shoes was untied. That's my bro.

"Don't be ridiculous! He looks worse than you!" Sonia told Manic, straitening up the cuffs on my gloves. Manic shrugged off the comment and placed a hand on Sonia's shoulder, making her jump. "Get your filthy gloves off me!" she yelled. Manic smirked and started to poke her, winking at me. I got the message, taking the chance to escape a beauty treatment.

When I opened the door, I was ambushed by a pink blur. "There you are! I was wondering when you were going to open the door!" Amy smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. Sonia came running after me.

"Is he here?" she asked Amy.

"Waiting. He didn't want to come up to the door. You know he doesn't want it announced that he's dating you." Amy sighed.

Sonia sighed, too. "Well, that's typical." she said, walking out to the limo she had sent to pick up Amy and-

"Shadow!" Sonia smiled at the black Hedgehog. Shadow nodded in greeting. I really don't know how they got together, but Sonia adores him for some reason. I can't tell if Shadow shares feelings for her, but at least he agreed to come with us tonight. Though I think everyone knew beforehand that if they called tonight's event a "date" in front of him it was like signing your death wish.

We all loaded into the limo. It's pretty nice in there, with the brown leather seats, televisions, and two seats facing each other so we could sit back and relax while still being able to easily see and talk to the person across from you. So after we were all seated, we set off. It was one of Sonia's favorite restaurants, but it took awhile to get there. Well, it took awhile in the car. At my speed it would've taken about ten minutes. But we had some time to relax. I listened to Amy and Sonia chat about cosmetics, earrings, designer handbags, and all that other stuff prissy girls talk about. I was almost asleep when Amy started scratching me behind the ears. I purred. It's just something I like. The only people who know I like getting scratched behind the ears are Amy, Sonia, Manic and Shadow. Of course, I'm also one of the few people who know Shadow likes having that little fluff on his chest scratched, too. Well, I assume he likes it, he closes his eyes and they seem to soften a little, and I'm guessing that's about as close to relaxed that guy can get. I also think Sonia's the only one who can do it, or at least the only one he'll allow to do it.

So as Shadow and I were getting petted by our girlfriends, the limo pulled in to the parking lot. We all got out as Sonia tipped the driver. After we walked in, I realized three things: One, the line was longer than a parade route (maybe a bit of an exaggeration), Two, the place was a buffet and very expensive and Three, I was paying for it all. Actually, I remembered the last one. After I checked the prices, I about fainted. And when you're the prince of the planet, you've got practically all the money in the world and you about faint at buffet prices, you know they're high.

When we were getting our food, I had a sudden urge to get all the meat products. I didn't give it a second thought; piling my plate with steak, fish, pork… you get the picture.

Shadow eyed my plate strangely as I sat down. So did Sonia and Amy. "Sonic, don't you think that's a bit to much, uh, meat?" my pink-colored date asked me. Sonia groaned.

"He's old enough to be able to get his own food. I'll go get him some fruit and macaroni." she said, walking off. Amy followed her, leaving Shadow and me alone at the table. Shadow looked at my plate again.

"What compelled you to get so much meat, Sonic?" he asked.

"I don't really know. I just wanted to." I said, looking at Shadow's plate. He had a pretty good balance of food groups. I hate balance.

Shadow looked up at me. "Sonia is right; you probably should have some fruit…"

"Since when did you start caring about my eating habits?" I snapped.

"I don't." he shot back. "Sonia does."

"So you admit you like her?" I teased.

"I said nothing of the sort." Shadow growled. I was getting him riled, and enjoying it.

"Admit it, faker, you like her." I smirked. Shadow looked like he was ready to knock me into next year.

"So what if I do, faker?" he snarled, standing up.

"So…" I said, swallowing a mouthful of meatloaf, "This would be a date." That did it. Shadow probably would've chopped me into pieces in the kitchen and thrown me into the oven if Sonia and Amy hadn't come up at that moment.

"Shadow, what are you doing?" Sonia asked him, seeing his murderous expression towards me and the fact he was standing up. Shadow glared at me and sat down.

"Nothing. Your brother was simply pestering me." he muttered. Sonia rolled her eyes and handed me a plate with fruit, vegetables and macaroni.

"That's nothing new." she muttered as she and Amy sat down.

The rest of the meal went pretty well, though there was this one time while Shadow was talking to Sonia about physics or something (Nerds. OW! Quit it with the book!) and was distracted, so I had a forkful of macaroni to fling at him when Sonia gave me her "you-know-better-so-quit-acting-like-a-five-year-old-or-you're-going-to-find-yourself-unconsious" look. I reluctantly shoved the food into my mouth and that was the end of that.

After dinner was over, the sun was just starting to set. We climbed back into the limo and I relaxed as Amy started to scratch me behind the ears again. I was drifting off to sleep when I felt a sharp pain in my gut and doubled over. Amy gasped, and Sonia saw from across the isle. "Sonic, are you okay?" she asked.

"Does he look okay?" Amy said, annoyed. "Sonic, what's wrong?" she said, rubbing my back.

"I'm… fine." I panted, and then the pain came again, sharper this time.

"You're not fine. Driver, pull over!" Sonia called. We were on a scenic back road, so the driver pulled the limo over to the grass. I stumbled out of the car.

"It's probably from all that meat you ate, Sonic." Amy said, coming after me.

"I wouldn't doubt it." Sonia said, getting out with Shadow behind her.

"I don't believe that is the cause…" Shadow said, but nobody seemed to hear him.

I gave a nervous smile. "Trust me guys, I'm fine." I said the last word pained. "I just need some fresh air." I walked off into the woods. I heard Sonia say something after me, but the blood was roaring so loud in my ears I couldn't understand it. I ran through the forest until I came to the cliff I had sat on earlier. As the sun set completely, I felt the pain grow, like my whole body was pulsing with it. I felt my bones creak as they shifted and changed shape. My arms grew bigger, my fur grew thicker and longer, my hearing and sense of smell increased, my teeth and fingernails grew and gained sharp points, my gloves ripped off, my shoes became spiked cleats, and the spines on my head became tipped with white. It was like I was reliving a nightmare. The Werehog had returned.