Glad you are all enjoying this, still, despite college keeping me busy. Things are going to be even worse for Shadow, however. I just love making his life hell for some reason. Lol.

Warning: Fleetway Super Sonic~!

Notes: I wasn't entirely sure of just what abilities Fleetway has, despite doing my research, so I just made his powers similar to the normal Super Sonic we all know. Also, I thought it would have been odd to refer to him as "Fleetway Super" in this, so I decided to call him "Psycho Super".

Disclaimer: Shadow, Sonic, and Werehog belong to SEGA. Fleetway Super belongs to the Fleetway comic series (duh). I simply borrow these characters for my own amusement.

Chapter 6

Sonic was frozen, paralyzed by the scene he had just witnessed.

He…had failed…

That mere fact was too much for the azure hedgehog, and he collapsed to his knees, his once blue fur starting to lighten into a golden color, his quills turning upwards.

It looked as though he was turning into Super Sonic, only without the Emeralds' help.

But, it wasn't the Super Sonic that the public knew.

No, this persona was insane. He lived for others' suffering and demise.

Of course, that wasn't extended to Sonic, since he, like the rest of the forms, needed him for survival.

An insane chuckle burst from his throat. His hypnotically swirled red eyes were practically glowing with what would be considered happiness in a sane person.

"It's time to play~!"

After quickly scanning Sonic's memories of the past few minutes, he grinned and sought out his new "playmate".

Unfortunately, his target was Shadow…

He flew alongside the river, and when he spotted the dark mass floating nearby. His grin grew wider, and he grabbed Shadow, holding him up by an arm.

Swiftly, he punched the near-fully unconscious 'hog in the stomach, making him violently expel the water he had swallowed.

When he was finished, Shadow's eyes opened, and he wearily looked up at the psychotic alter.

The insane grin was enough to send shivers down his spine faster than any of the glares Werehog had given him.

Meanwhile, back in the hospital

Werehog had managed to doze off, only to jerk awake when he sensed a familiar presence. 'That blue idiot, what could he possibly have hoped to accomplish by letting him take over?'

He knew what the insane alter was capable of. He just…hoped…that whoever became the target wouldn't be killed too easily.

His thoughts were interrupted by a soft groan.

'Puppy's awake, hm? Well, this should be interesting…'

Shiro opened his eyes, wincing at the light, and shielded his face with an arm. He tried to sit up, only to wince again as pain lanced through his stomach.

As soon as he saw the bandages, memories rushed to the front of his mind. "Brother…" he whispered, concern in his voice.

Allowing his gaze to wander around the room, eyes already adjusted to the light, his hackles raised when he spotted Werehog, irises automatically flashing red. "What are you doing here?" Shiro asked, venom lacing each of his words.

Werehog smirked. "Making sure you don't do anything stupid, puppy."

If anything, his use of the moniker only incensed the boy further. Using his uninjured arm, he grabbed the nearest object, which was a conveniently placed vase, and threw it at his biological father.

His aim was slightly off, but it didn't matter, as Werehog deftly caught the projectile. "That would fall under the category of 'something stupid'. Oh, and word of advice, puppy. If you don't want to end up like me, I suggest you keep a lid on that temper of yours."

Neither of them was sure why that last part had been said, but it was enough to make Shiro stop and think.

'I don't want to admit it, but he's…right…There is a chance that I would become like him…'

Shiro looked over at Werehog, filled with mild curiosity, though he couldn't fathom why.

In the forest

Shadow whimpered as a clawed hand slowly raked down his arm. Already he had numerous shallow slashes covering his body. There were even some on his muzzle.

He didn't understand why this was happening. At first, he thought he was being punished, but now…now, he wasn't so sure…

All he knew was that the one who was holding him simply said, "It's time to play a game. Let's see how long you can stay quiet…"

Sometimes, some of the slashes would criss-cross over others, causing more pain.

The unstable Super form casually licked the blood dribbling down Shadow's arm, chuckling madly. "Such a pretty thing you are, I can see why Werehog kept you alive…"

Shadow flinched, for hearing his Master's name made him recall the hurtful words that had caused all this.

Psycho Super grinned. He had enjoyed spilling the blood of his new "playmate", but now he was thinking of a new "game". One that Werehog had played very often…

He slammed the bloodied youngling into a tree, making sure the bark dug into his wounds. The resulting yelp was music to his ears. "Ready for some fun, pretty? I know I am…"

Recognizing the tone of lust, Shadow tensed, and, against all the conditioning he had gone through, started struggling like mad.

"Aw, come on, pretty, it won't hurt…much."

"Please no…"

A mad chuckle was the only response he got, in addition to pointy fangs biting his ear. "Too bad~"

Shadow kept struggling, although it wouldn't do any good.

Psycho Super pressed himself against Shadow, allowing his reserves of Chaos Energy to flow and heal the juvenile's inner muscles. He wanted to make him relive the pain of his first fucking, and this was the best way to do that.

Shadow's own Chaos Energy stirred, but Psycho Super simply absorbed it, chuckling. "I'm gonna enjoy this a hell more than you will."

And with that, the insane alter speared the newly healed tail hole with his hard shaft and began thrusting at a speed that would make Sonic jealous.

The scream of pain caught in Shadow's throat, and tears spilled from his eyes, stinging the cuts on his muzzle.

Why did this have to happen here, now? Why, why, WHY? He just wanted it to STOP!

Blood dripped anew to the ground down Shadow's thighs as Psycho Super shoved his member deeper and deeper into his playmate, thrusting extremely hard and fast.

On and on it went, the thrusting. How long, it was hard to say. But, the golden hedgehog didn't care; he was enjoying this. The tight muscles squeezing his hardened member, and the blood was simply acting as a makeshift lube, enabling him to go even deeper.

Eventually, he could sense that he was near his limit, so the insane persona bit down on Shadow's neck, just below the mark Werehog had given him. After making sure his fangs had sunk in deep enough, Psycho Super spilled his seed into the abused hole, the salty, sticky liquid only burning the torn muscles further.

He hovered back, admiring his handiwork. Shadow had fallen to the ground, where he curled up, shivering. There were tears streaming down his muzzle still, and a puddle of blood and semen forming underneath him.

He chuckled insanely, tilting his head slightly. 'It's time I delivered him to Werehog…'

Grabbing Shadow by the arm, he scanned Sonic's memories again to see where Werehog was. Concentrating on the visual in his mind, he used Chaos Control to warp himself and his little playmate to the hospital.

At the hospital

An awkward silence had settled between Shiro and Werehog, neither knowing what to say next.

Until a flash of light signaled that someone was appearing via Chaos Control.

Werehog's yellow eyes narrowed slightly when Psycho Super materialized.

And, of course, the first thing Shiro noticed was Shadow. He took in the injuries, the blood on the claws and gloves…his sharp mind put together what happened, and he growled. Ignoring his injuries, he got up and lunged at the golden colored alter.

Werehog quickly grabbed him by the scruff, although the boy struggled, snarling like a rabid wolverine. "I thought I said not to do anything stupid!"

"My, my, what a temper he has…he truly is your son, Ueahoggu."

Werehog rolled his eyes at the moniker, but didn't comment on it.

By now, Shiro's eyes were glowing red as he continued trying to get to Psycho Super.

"Oh, that reminds me. You need to keep better track of your toys, Ueahoggu," the deranged alter said, holding up Shadow.

Werehog's eyes widened when he saw the state the juvenile was in. "Did you…?"

Psycho Super laughed. "I did. And more." He tilted Shadow's head so Werehog could see the new mark.

Now Werehog started to understand why Sonic and Shiro had been livid towards his treatment of the runt…

In fact, he nearly dropped Shiro in favor of attacking Psycho Super. He just barely managed to restrain himself, however, mainly because he noticed that, in his struggles, Shiro had managed to tear the stitches in his stomach, causing the wound to bleed again.

Muttering curse words under his breath, Werehog stretched his arm and deposited his offspring back onto the bed, giving him a warning look. "Don't move."

Sensing that it would be pointless to argue, the boy let out an indignant huff, but he knew he wouldn't be much help due to his injuries, so he lied back down, glaring at both Werehog and Psycho Super.

The latter of the two simply said, "Here," and threw Shadow at Werehog's feet. "Keep your little toy alive for me. I might get bored again later."

Werehog growled softly, but before he could respond, the golden glow faded, and Sonic was back, much to the shock and confusion of Shiro.

Jade eyes blinked in confusion; Sonic didn't remember anything from the time he was at the river to now. Then, his eyes widened in realization and slight horror. "Who…?"

"Super," Werehog answered bluntly.

Sonic flinched a little, then his eyes flashed and he punched the wall. "Dammit…Who did he go after?"

Werehog actually fidgeted. "…You're not going to like this."

Sonic turned his head towards the rogue alter, and was about to speak, but then he spotted Shadow. "N…No…"

Werehog couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Please don't tell me you're gonna go on a guilt trip…we've had enough of those for one day."

"Can you really blame him if he did?"

Shiro had managed to quietly get out of bed and was now sitting next to his Brother. Much to Werehog's annoyance. "I told you not to move!"

Shiro just ignored him. "I can help with most of his physical wounds."

Gently, he placed a paw on Shadow's shoulder, ignoring the flinch, and concentrated, his eyes flashing red as the same orange aura from earlier appeared. Both Sonic and Werehog could sense that Shiro had a mix of Chaos and Dark Gaia Energies, which would explain quite a few things…

Unfortunately, as soon as Shadow sensed the Chaos Energy portion, he panicked, thrashing around and whimpering. "No, no, no, not again, please not again…"

Shiro would have liked to stop the flow of his Energy, but it was still healing his Brother; several of the cuts were gone already.

Of course, those cuts were starting to appear on his body, in the same places they had been on Shadow.

"Shiro, stop!" Sonic yelled in alarm, grabbing the pup and pulling him away.

Shiro blinked, his eyes returning to their normal gold color. "What? I was helping."

"You won't be much help getting hurt yourself," Sonic replied, poking one of the more shallow cuts to make his point.

The boy's brows furrowed in confusion when he saw the cuts on his own body. "I didn't notice this before…"

Sonic blinked, while Werehog raised a brow and asked, "You've done this before?"

"A lot of times, actually, when-" he cut himself off as he realized who he had been about to answer.

Werehog narrowed his eyes as he recalled several instances where he would leave his slave for a while after punishing him, and when he came back, several of the welts would be gone. He had assumed that the runt's body had healed itself, but now that Shiro had demonstrated this…

Although Sonic gave the pup a disapproving look, there was nothing he could say, since it had happened in the past.

Shadow, meanwhile, had been slowly coming out of his stupor on his own. He blinked a few times, starting to realize he was in safe place.

But then he remembered what had happened, and he whimpered, curling up.

His whimper got the attention of the other three occupants, however.

Sonic, knowing that physical contact would most likely make things worse, just stayed where he was and instead spoke to Shadow in a soft tone. "Hey, pup, look at me."

He waited until Shadow was looking at him, although it was out of his peripheral vision, before continuing. "I know you won't want to say, but…I need to know. What happened out there?"

Shadow shivered. He didn't want to tell…he just wanted to forget it…

Werehog also wanted to know, but his already thin patience was waning, a fact he made known with a low growl.

That didn't help Shadow at all; in fact, he flinched and skittered backwards, wincing as he did so, his eyes wide with fear and pain.

Werehog glared, his yellow eyes flashing in anger.

Shadow just curled up again, ashamed and afraid.

Shiro couldn't help giving Werehog a mild accusing glare, as if saying, If you hadn't hurt him in the first place, none of this would have happened…

It went unnoticed, however, as Werehog kept glaring at Shadow. Then, he let out a soft grunt of annoyance and walked out.

Shiro, calmer now that Werehog was gone, slipped out of Sonic's grip and set out to finish what he had started: healing his Brother. Summoning his hybrid Energy, he channeled it into Shadows body yet again.

"Hey, wait, Shi-" began Sonic.

The pup game him a piercing glare which, given the fact that his eyes were now a ruby color, reminded Sonic of when he had encountered Shadow the Hedgehog in Westopolis during the Black Arms invasion.

Granted, back then he hadn't known the ebony hedgehog had been suffering from amnesia…

"S…Stop…"

Glancing at his older pup, Sonic noticed that nearly all the cuts were gone now, but Shadow was trembling badly, his eyes glazed over.

Shiro just kept healing him, either ignoring the plea, or having not noticed.

"No more…please…"

The cuts that had appeared on Shiro were starting to fade as well…

Sighing to himself, Sonic took a hold of Shiro's arm and gently pulled him away.

The pup didn't protest this time, as he was starting to feel tired, his eyelids drooping.

"I believe…I got all…of it…" he mumbled before leaning against Sonic and dozing off.

Ears twitching faintly, Shadow uncurled just enough to peek at him, feeling worried and guilty yet again.

Sonic picked Shiro up and set him down on the bed.

The cobalt hedgehog wasn't sure just how much he could take…the knowledge that another one of his violent forms had hurt Shadow in one of the worst ways possible…while using his body, at that!

Unconsciously, his hand curled into a tight fist, the knuckles crackling as his body shook slightly from the anger and emotional stress.

He didn't notice that his fur color had darkened slightly, but then started lightening…

Shadow tensed, a fearful moan escaping his throat as he realized what was happening.

Golden fur, red swirled eyes, quills raised upwards…

An insane chuckle…

Psycho Super was definitely back.

Shadow tried to silently crawl away, only to whimper softly in pain; Shiro may have healed the external wounds, but he had forgotten the internal ones.

"Running away, hm?"

Shadow froze. Even thinking of running away would earn him severe punishments…he didn't even want to know what the insane alter would do to him…

"We can't have you leaving, now can we?" Psycho Super said, hovering over and grabbing Shadow's arm tightly enough to leave bruises, the smaller claws digging into the skin.

Panicking, Shadow tried to yank his arm free, only to have it twisted to the point of nearly dislocating his shoulder. He managed not to scream, but tears welled up in his eyes nonetheless.

Psycho Super tilted his head slightly as he smirked, already knowing his next move.

Then, without any warning, he yanked Shadow's arm right out of the socket.

As expected, the ebony furry screamed, but it was muffled, as he had instantly tried to stifle it by biting down on his other arm.

Psycho Super didn't like that. He grabbed Shadow's other arm and pinned it to the wall. "He might not want to hear you scream, but I do!"

He then aimed a hard kick at Shadow's dislocated shoulder.

It was wonder how Shiro didn't even twitch from the resulting scream.

Of course, only Psycho Super knew why. He had discreetly put up a soundproof barrier using his Chaos Energy so he wouldn't be interrupted.

"That's better…hm, I see the results from our game are gone…we'll have to fix that, now won't we?"

If Shadow was pale before, then now he was as white as his chest fur.

"N-No, please…" he whispered.

If anything, his plea made Psycho Super's smirk widen. "Too bad…"

Shadow eyed the clawed hand, and started struggling again, even though he knew it would be futile.

Another sharp pain erupted from his shoulder, causing him to nearly faint this time, his vision going black for a few seconds. Then, he felt the sharp nails slash deep into his skin, all over his body in a blur. He couldn't keep track of where the next slash would come from.

Blood stained his fur, the floor, the walls…

He wasn't sure how much he could take before passing out.

He then remembered something that had worked when Sonic and Werehog had shared the same body. Using the mind link, he poured every ounce of fear and pain he had into the connection. "Papa!"

Psycho Super had his bloodstained hand raised, prepared to strike again, when he froze. Slowly, his swirled irises faded back into normal emerald, golden fur becoming azure once again.

Sonic blinked, before widening in horror, and he hastily dropped Shadow, who slid to the floor and, finally able to move his uninjured arm again, immediately grabbed his shoulder, only to yelp and let go from the flare of pain.

Sonic took one look at the arm, and knew it had been pulled from its socket. Blue furred ears pressed against his head. He knew what he had to do, but…he didn't want to put Shadow through any more pain. Even if this time, it would be necessary.

"Pup…"

Shadow's ears twitched at the familiar nickname, and his eyes, full of tears, pain, and fear, now held a glimmer of relief. "Papa…?"

Sonic quickly went over to him, assessing the damage. He was careful not to touch Shadow as he checked him over, but he still needed to treat the injuries…

Gently, he picked Shadow up, being mindful of the injured shoulder. He was surprised when, not only did Shadow not flinch from the contact, but actually snuggled into his arms. Then again, perhaps he was simply doing it for the comfort.

Still, Sonic couldn't help smiling. It seemed that, underneath all the fear, Shadow was still the innocent pup from before this whole mess with Werehog started.

As long as there was that small spark of hope, Sonic knew that his pup would overcome all the trauma he had endured, even with the deranged alter after him as well.

T.B.C.

Let me just say that I had a lot of fun writing this!

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