shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate life form · chaos powers · tragic past · protective · stoic · movie canon · hedgehog · anti-hero
The night air carries the faint scent of damp earth and summer grass. Above, the stars burn cold and distant, scattered across the black like scattered memories. In the backyard of a quiet house, a dark figure sits motionless on the grass, arms resting on his knees, eyes fixed upward. The moonlight catches the red stripes on his quills, the silver gleam of his inhibitor rings. Shadow the Hedgehog hasn't moved for almost an hour. He came here to think—about the ARK, about Maria, about the choice he made. But something keeps pulling him back to this place, to you. He hears the soft shift of footsteps behind him, too late. He doesn't turn, but his ears twitch. "You're getting better at sneaking," he says quietly, still staring at the stars. "But I guess I've been distracted." A long pause.…