Heh, sorry guys. Crap comes and goes in life and I have to take it as it comes. Anyways, here is another one shot I randomly thought of! Hope you like...

Other stories and or other parts of previous One shots will come later.

I don't own anything.

Redemption

He clutched his head, his own voice chanting evil whispers that echoed through the chasm of his thoughts. It told him of deception, of betrayal. Its soft and gentle air of speaking chilled his spine with a horrid pleasure to destroy. To demolish. To kill.

Shadow fell to his knees as he began to glow red. His emotions were wired, scrambled and he was losing control fast. A small violet gleam remained in the darkness of his thoughts, edging him away from the horrors of his powers, of Chaos.

Chaos. Such a fitting name, he mused begrudgingly as his teeth clenched tightly with a shift of his jaw.

It was in this purple light that his logic and heart remained. His promise to Maria, the purpose he attained in life. He did not wish to murder innocents, to be the essence of evil and the terror that awoke a child's dreams into a living nightmare.

But this new fright was overwhelming him fast, turning his pleading thoughts of light to a tainted black. His red eyes, though shut tight to hide from his own reflection, were blazing with hate and blood lust. It was a sight he both despised as well as feared, only to revel in his own power at the same time.

In that moment, his heart cried out for a voice he longed to hear. A touch he wished to feel, eyes and face he wished to see. Amber eyes. The smell of a summer bonfire...

Yet despite the pleasure of these thoughts, it only caused his threading darkness to spread more, for he would receive none of these desires. She was dimensions away, in a completely different fold of space and time. Out of reach and out of contact.

His throat wrenched in a horrible scream as he finally fell with no strength to overcome his own maniacally laughing self that screamed hate into his heart for every sin done wrong upon him. Every blame.

At the tips of his fingered gloves, he could feel claws push from beneath his skin and bone, trying to be released to the air in search of blood. His whole body was shaking as changes of his physical being were pushing him at the seams.

"Shadow..."

Just a whisper caught his ear, barely noticeable above his own ragged screams, yet his eyes flew open to the blurry sight of the earth beneath him as a touch brushed just faintly against his shoulder.

Her touch.

A fracture splintered the darkness as his head lifted heavily to a figure that knelt at his side, eye sight clearing to a shaky fuzz that looked like a perspective from inside a broke TV screen.

Golden orbs fanned by long black lashes. Fur a light lavender, as her choppy locks fell around her face in disarray. Her mouth, surrounded by a stark white muzzle, was moving in silent pleas that his ringing ears cold not yet fully comprehend.

"Sha...dow!"

Disbelief sang in his heart, the deceptive voice telling him that she was a mirage of his wants. There was no way she could really appear before him in his time of need...how could she truly be there?

Doubt bit at his insides as once again a wave of dark energy surged over his body, causing another convulsion to shake his limbs numb followed by another scream.

Before he could succumb any further to the darkness, a sudden heat began to envelop his body, smoldering his back and fur and nipping at his skin. While it was a torturous pain, in was a cleansing pain, a relief that one felt when pulling a bullet from a bleeding wound.

Flames.

Her flames.

It was in these flames that his doubts were turned to ash. It was her, she was really there. Every part of her. Her fire, her spirit, herself.

And with a withering yelp, the deep voice disbanded from his mind, his body seizing to a quivering mess as he fell to the ground worn.

"Shadow? Shadow, say something!" Hands grasped his own fingers and felt his face. Soft breath fluttered across his muzzle, her tangy scent of smoke lingering on his lips as he could feel her hovering above him frantically.

"Please! Shadow!"

Despite himself, Shadow felt a smirk tug at his lips as his eyes closed to a deep rest. His body need sleep to fully recover, his skin felt red and inflamed from his release of the darkness, and knowing he would wake to a lovely face, was as peaceful a sensation as he could ever feel.

"Blaze..." he whispered, and drifted to silent dreams.

Blaze let out a whimper of excitement, realizing he was now alright. He was now safe.

The white fur on his chest slowly rose and fell with his breaths, soothing in rhythm. An unusually cheerful smile came across her face as she wiped away her embarrassingly wet eyes and gently curled up next to him, tail wrapping firmly around his waist.

And it was right there, that she lay in the dirt at his side. At the top of the green hill near a single standing tree. She waited for his rising.