Okay, who saw that coming? XD But will Sonic live? Will the ruined future ever come to be? WHERE ON MOBIUS IS SILVER? Tell ya soon ;) R&R plz.

Chapter 11

I've Been to the Future and I Have the Scars to Prove It

I tried not to show my fear. I had just been given the death sentence by my future self. Didn't he see that if I died now, this future would never happen?

Wait…

I sighed. Maybe this was for the best. If I had to die to save Mobotropolis as we know it, then I would gladly do it.

"All right, wolfie." I growled. "If you want a fight, you've got one."

To my surprise, my future self simply grinned. Manic and Amy stepped out of the shadows. "Last words, pup?" Amy grinned. I gulped. My future self I might've been able to hold off for a few minutes, but all three of them? I'd be killed before I moved a muscle! My tail tucked between my legs.

"Submission will get you nowhere. Your fate has already been chosen." future Sonic smirked. "Now…"

"NOW you'll die at my claws!" Sonia screamed and barreled into my future self, slamming him against the wall. "Shadow has been bitten! This means he'll be a Werehog tomorrow night! I'll NEVER forgive you, Sonic Hedgehog, for sending the pup to KILL him!" she roared, charging at the still dazed future Sonic and biting his neck, making him roar as well and fling her off. I tried to back away, but I found myself pinned to the ground by Manic.

"You're next, dude." he growled in my ear. Sonia raked her claws across her opponent's face.

"Traitor!" Amy shot out at Sonia. "Deceptive liar! Siding with prey!" she barked. My future self bit Sonia's shoulder, tearing off flesh.

I felt hopeless. I was going to watch two Werehogs kill each other then just sit there as my own body was ripped to shreds. What I needed now was a miracle.

Definition of miracle: Someone who would get me out of here and back to my own time. Ex: Silver. But as far as I knew, he could be dead by now, just another piece of prey. If this was a movie, he'd show up right now, when I most needed him. Of course, this wasn't a movie. This was a real life horror story, and I was about to become the next murder victim. Suddenly I saw a black blur join the fray. Whatever it was homed in on me and knocked me out with one swift blow.

Now, I'll be honest with you: I obviously lived. Two reasons: 1, let's face it, I'm the hero. 2, I lived to tell the tale. But back then I didn't know what was going to happen. So I was surprised when I woke up in my day form that morning. Examining my surroundings, I discovered I was propped up against an old wall in a room with no furniture. I was in an old building on one of the highest stories, and one of the walls was broken wide open to reveal the city skyline at sunrise. It might have been pretty if I didn't know what lived in the depressing place.

"You're awake." I turned my head and saw Silver.

"There you are-agh!" I groaned in pain as I sat up. My neck felt terrible.

"Don't hurt yourself. Manic did enough of that." Silver continued.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Shadow got back on his feet, came in there like a shot and rescued you. Manic put up quite the fight for you, though. Amy dealt a few blows as well. I had been searching for you all over, but I had to stay stationary at night or they'd scent me. Well anyway, I saw Shadow fighting from here and I saw he was trying to haul you away. So I decided to help." Silver explained, looking proud of himself.

"Lemme guess, you carried both of us up here with your powers?" I asked. Silver nodded.

"Where's Shadow?" I continued. Silver's smile faded.

"He's… he's okay, he's fine… physically…" Silver stuttered. I got worried.

"What happened to him?"

Silver sighed. "It's not what happened to him, it's what happened to…"

"I'm back." Shadow said, walking through the door. He had bandages where I had hurt him last night, which was near everywhere. But his eyes looked… beaten. Like he didn't know what to fight for anymore. He sat down on the floor and sighed, his head hanging low. Then he looked up and glared at me. "It's all your fault, faker." he growled.

I stared at him. "What's my fault?"

"Don't be a fool! YOU attempted to kill me. YOU caused Sonia to lose her temper. YOU got her KILLED!" Shadow yelled. My mouth went dry. I sat there for a second, staring at my shoes and letting it all sink in.

I gulped. "You're saying Sonia's…"

"Dead, Sonic the Hedgehog. You are a murderer." Shadow seethed. "Nothing but a killer. And killers…" he stood up and walked over to me, raising his fist, "Deserve to die."

I dodged his first blow, but wasn't so lucky when the second one came. Oh sure. My body's already aching all over, why don't you just help it along Shadow? I saw him raise his hand for a third slug, but he suddenly seemed to glow green and freeze.

"That's enough!" Silver said, his hand raised and freezing Shadow. "This is pointless! Sonia's dead, and we should accept that!"

Both Shadow and I gave him evil glares and he grew silent for a few seconds. "… Sorry. I'm just saying that killing Sonic won't bring her back." he mumbled.

"Let go of me. NOW." Shadow growled. Silver reluctantly released his mental grip. Shadow sighed, lowering his arm. "I had already lost Maria. Now I've lost Sonia as well." he whispered. I was almost feeling sorry for him. Almost.

"Sonic will fix that, Shadow." Silver said.

I shot him a look that read 'shut your huge mouth', but he obviously didn't get it.

"And just how will he fix it, pray tell?" Shadow glared at me.

"I'm going to take him back to his time." Silver explained.

I felt like yelling at him to shut it.

Shadow stared at me. "So this is not…"

"The Sonic from this time. Trust me, he can fix everything." Silver smiled. I grabbed his shoulder and took him aside.

"Hey Silv? Ya know that little voice people have that tell them to quit when they're ahead? You don't have one." I told him, but he just shrugged.

"I thought I was doing you a favor. You like being the hero." he said innocently.

"You are really naïve." I muttered. Silver just shrugged again.

Suddenly Shadow grabbed my shoulder and turned me to face him. "You had better fix this, faker." he snarled.

I nodded. I didn't exactly know how, but I knew that if I tried I could fix this.

"Good. Now get back to your own time." he growled. Silver put a hand on my shoulder.

"Let's go. By the way, why does Shadow call you 'faker'?" he asked.

"Mind your own business." I muttered as the world faded into a neon shade of green and Shadow gave me a 'good luck, you're going to need it' glare.

As Silver and I traveled the time stream, I suddenly slapped my forehead.

"What's wrong?" Silver asked.

Sighing in annoyance, I replied; "I forgot my shoes."