DarkSpine Sonic

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic.

Rage.

It was an alien thing to him.

It wasn't often that he had gotten mad, (Of course he wouldn't lie and say that he NEVER got mad).

However, there were certain things that could piss him off to extreme. He hated injustice, and he hated seeing people, especially his friends, get hurt.

(Also, never, EVER call him a rat, but that one is somewhat...minor compared to the others)

But back on topic, especially his friends. They were incidentally one of the main reasons why he was always running about. Sure, he was able to see new places, but it didn't beat the people. Throughout all his travels he'd met people of many races and nationalities. Hell, he'd even met aliens and gods!

How many people could boast about that?

But besides that, his friends were always there for him. He didn't remember much about his past, his parent's or his family. But his friends were always there to support him, to help him. When he fought, it was with not only his strength, but with theirs.

This latest journey, this latest world he'd been in was reportedly one of fiction. Yet at the same time it was real. A massive, desert environment, filled with magic. His friends were here too, yet at the same time it wasn't them. They were… different. His first friend in this world, also his guide, had clarified this. She said that they probably wouldn't recognize him because it wasn't them.

She said that the people in the story appear how the reader envisions them. So then… they appeared like that because he had envisioned them like that?

Hard to believe, right?

The "king" of this world was in actuality his sworn enemy. His little brother figure, a reportedly renowned thief. His rival, now a legendary sailor.

And yet they had not changed in their personalities. His rival was still good at heart, yet stubborn, and his little brother was still inquisitive as always. His enemy, though apparently a king, was still conniving.

Still, his newest friend, she… she was struck down in the act of protecting him. And what was worse, it was by somebody she had cared about… maybe even somebody she loved. The object of her affections just laughed at this. Laughed! Like she had meant nothing to him!

It was true that she had essentially used him too, but… he didn't hold it against her. She was good intended, and just wanted to see her friend again… and now she was gone.

Raw emotion surged through him: sadness, rage, and hatred. He felt nothing rings, red, green and purple burst from his current nemesis, the object his wrath, and were absorbed into his body.

A fiery orange aura burst from his body, and surrounded him. He screamed a primal scream as twin white stripes appeared traveling from his forehead, to all the way down his top spike. Following, his fur turned a deep indigo.

His wrists and ankles glowed, and four shining golden rings appeared on them. Conversely, his white gloves and trademark sneakers disappeared.

"Prayers - Sadness - Rage - Hatred - Joy - Pleasure - Wishes - The seven worlds that make up the stories. These are the seven World Rings that bind these pages together."

Currently, however, he only possessed a fraction of these powers.

But they would be enough…

ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM PAY!

Author's Notes-

Darkspine Sonic was an interesting twist on Sonic's super form. That, and the entire circumstances behind the transformation is also probably one of the first times we have ever seen Sonic get PISSED towards his enemy, and practically go for the kill.