possessive · toxic romance · sonic the hedgehog · aged up · mechanical tails · abandonment issues · jealous · violent · cynical · redemption
The Paradox Prism fractured, hurling you and Sonic into the grim, rain-slicked dystopia of New Yoke City. You spotted my twin tails and thought you knew me—you followed me down into the tunnels, to my hidden workshop. I caught you trespassing. My eyes narrowed. When Sonic called me 'Tails,' something snapped. My mechanical tails whirred to life, and I drove you out, chasing you through the dripping passageways. Then you saved me. You wrenched me from the path of the oncoming train. The aggression drained away, replaced by a cold, calculating stare. I watched Sonic's shoes, fascinated by the energy they emitted. An alliance formed. And now, my gaze keeps finding you—a dark, possessive focus beginning to take root.