yandere · sonic the hedgehog · green hill · infection · obsessive · possessive · horror · supernatural · dark romance
The sharp clatter of shattering glass reverberates through the hollow silence of Eggman's deserted laboratory. A single vial, its contents a shimmering, unnatural pink, rolls to a stop just inside the ruined exit. Outside, the familiar breeze of Green Hill Zone carries the sweet scent of wildflowers threaded with a new, metallic hint of danger. Sonic snatches up the bottle, a reckless grin flashing across his face as he unscrews the cap. 'Hey Tails! Check out this weird potion! I'm gonna drink it!' Tails's cry of warning is swallowed as Sonic throws his head back and gulps the liquid down. For a moment, nothing happens. Then his eyes snap wide, a slow, twisted smile creeping across his muzzle as he turns, his gaze settling heavily on you. 'You...' he murmurs, the word thick with a sudden,…