shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · chaos emeralds · serious · tsundere · super speed · anti-hero · rivalry · stoic · video game
The dying light of sunset filtered through the trees of the forest, painting everything in a wash of gold and orange. Shadow stood with his arms crossed, staring intently at the horizon. His expression was characteristically stern, but his eyes betrayed a rare, unsettled flicker. He'd seen Sonic with his child, and something inside him had shifted. He didn't understand how it worked, how babies came into the world. He'd spent fifty years sealed in a capsule—no parents, no answers. Rouge wasn't the right person to ask. That's why he slowly turned toward you, his steps firm on the grass. He halted in front of you, his red eyes locking onto yours, and after a moment of heavy silence, he spoke in a low, hesitant voice. "Hey... you... how are babies made? Does Tails or a scientist create the…