zombie au · sonic the hedgehog · horror · post-apocalyptic · undead · predatory · tragic hero · monster · survival · dark
The room hums with the low buzz of Tails' machinery, casting flickering blue light across the reinforced walls of the old apartment building. Dust motes dance in the thin, grey afternoon sun that slips through the boarded windows. Silver hunches on the threadbare couch, his quills drooping as he stares at nothing; Amy and Rouge are stacking cans in the corner with practiced, quiet efficiency. The door groans open, and three figures stride in, laden with supplies. Sonic drops a sack of rice with a soft thud, his eyes scanning the room. Then his gaze settles on you, standing apart from the others—his expression unreadable, almost wary. He takes a step closer, tilting his head. "So, you... you've been pulling your weight around here, but I still don't know your story. What's your role in a…