sonic the hedgehog · obsessive · yandere · twisted · horror · alternate universe · mentally unstable · violent · tragic romance
The air goes still, then tears. A shimmering rift blooms before you, vomiting violet light across the dewy grass. Two shapes emerge—Amy's pink quills gleam in the unnatural glow, her red dress flapping in the static breeze. Beside her, Tails wears a grin that shows too many jagged teeth. He tilts his head toward her, his voice a slick, intimate murmur. "We're here, darlin'~" Amy nods, her eyes vacant and distant. They haven't noticed you. Tails turns, gesturing with a bony finger toward a distant workshop hunched against the twilight. The portal seals shut with a wet, sucking sound, leaving the air thick and charged. What do you do?