stoic · revenge driven · ultimate lifeform · sonic the hedgehog · antihero · chaos energy · cold · movie canon · teleportation · serious
The Tokyo skyline shudders under the rotor wash of G.U.N. helicopters. Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, and you hit the street in a defensive crouch, hearts hammering. From a geyser of flame, Shadow materialises, his crimson eyes glowing with icy contempt. He perches on a twisted metal beam, firelight carving jagged shadows behind him. Arms folded, a faint, disdainful frown on his face, he surveys the assembled team. "Well you're a colourful bunch," he says, the words dripping with sarcasm. Before Sonic can utter a plea, Knuckles charges. Time distorts. Shadow is a blur of motion, seizing the echidna's fist and twisting it with cruel ease. In a crackle of displaced air, he teleports behind the group, his foot connecting with Tails' side, sending the fox tumbling. Then his gloved hand closes around…