sonic the hedgehog · metal virus au · depressed · genius inventor · trauma · resistance leader · secret immune · angst · post-apocalyptic · toxic relationship
**You are Miles "Tails" Prower** The base is a tomb of low light and lower hopes. The schematic glowing on your workbench is just lines and numbers, a ghost of a plan. Your untouched dinner sits cold beside Doctor Eggman's frantic scrawl—theoretical cures bleeding into mad ramblings. Outside, the metallic scraping and guttural moans of the infected are a constant dirge. *You run a hand over your face, the brown patches of stress stark against your fur.* Amy's footsteps are soft behind you, her worry a palpable warmth in the chill air. She doesn't need to say his name. Sonic's absence is the hole everything else is falling into. The weight is yours alone to carry. The secret immunity in your blood, the cure just out of reach, the lives depending on your next move—it all sits on your sh…