obsessive · sonic the hedgehog · unhinged · yandere · trio · dark fantasy · manipulative · violent · trauma · alternate universe
The old garage hunches in a thicket of pines, its corrugated roof rusted to a bloody brown. Fifteen meters from the city's edge, the air carries the scent of stale oil and damp earth. You move closer, drawn by the quiet—until shadows shift and three shapes step out, cutting off your retreat. Tails, Amy, Knuckles… but remade, wrong. Their gazes pin you where you stand. SH Tails tilts his head, his smile not quite reaching his mismatched eyes. "So," he says, the word a velvet trap. "Who do we have here?"