The Light In The Dark

The Voice

Shadow POV:

Waking up around two in the morning. It was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing. Sitting up, getting a slight headache as I stay on the bed. Rubbing my forehead and the back of my neck. My head felt heavy and uncomfortable. I was drinking some water I had on my nightstand to help the pain die a bit. I could feel my alien side trying to come back. I needed to keep this form so I could keep my safety at its finest. But, holding form for so long becomes painful and bothersome. My eyes felt heavy, realizing I had slept through a small panic attack. I remember so vividly kissing that blue hedgehog. How it felt, how it tasted. I wanted to keep going, but Knuckles and Tails had to come back so early. I don't know what's wrong with me. Is this what love is? I find it quite strange. On my planet, we don't usually fall in love... we mate and continue our lives. We won't even bother to speak to the other. That's just how my home world was. This was all a new feeling, I could have never had guessed love would be so complicated.

No POV:

Shadow sat there, stuck in his head as he let his guard down a bit. The headache was turning into a migrane. Letting his true form show for a second. His third eye shows as he lets his horns, and four fingers show. Taking deep breaths as the migrane slowly disappeared. Stuck thinking about his love interest, as he then begins to hear a voice. One he hasn't heard since his last mission.

"Lurzo Baxertoni... It's been a while. Have you found a way to break down this world?"

This voice was deep and chalky. Feeling a shiver down his spine, he had completely forgotten about his mission to take over. Remembering the voice of who was speaking to him. Each alien had two sides, the one in control... and the subconscious. Shadow's subconscious was talking to him... the true alien inside of him.

"No... I haven't. It's been quite difficult trying to figure out how to get underneath their skin."

Shadow's subconscious had a name. The name is Ophelian. It was the darker side of Shadow that he rarely ever let out. It was scary, even to him.

"Then maybe you should do your job better... or I'm taking the lead. You promised our leader that you'd take over this world. Yet you haven't had a single glimpse at taking it down. You're pathetic."

Shadow sighed, listening to the harsh words. Looking at what has been going on in this world... he loved it. He loved the freedom he had. The love he felt with someone he had never felt before. The kindness and care these Mobian's brought to him, even when not looking apart or acting apart. The food they made, it felt warm and comforting when tasting it. The care they show for one another... even when being friends, they acted like family. It ticked him off, wanting to desperately keep the world how it was. When Ophelian wasn't in control, he could see the world in an amazing light. At home, he wanted nothing but to drown... filled with rage and pain due to how his people treated him. He had to fight to where he got in his universe... yet here, he was welcomed with open arms. He didn't want to tear the world apart. He didn't want to lead it. Sonic was a good enough hero and / or leader. And Sonic seemed to fight for all of the Mobian's. While Shadow's creator would always tell his kind to fend for themselves. The only time Shadow's creator did anything for his own kind... was give them shelter and sometimes food. You would go weeks without food, and eventually, the species adapted to the lifestyle. Shadow was born into it, so that's all he ever knew. Until he came to Mobius. They had food in every corner, houses for all the people... even shelters for people who couldn't afford the lifestyle. People take care of one another. Feeling the rage of having to destroy such a beautiful world... he finally spoke, tired of this voice controlling him.

"No, you won't control what I do! This world is a masterpiece, and I wish to not graffiti it at its now finest stage of life. This is wrong. We shouldn't have to hurt others' worlds to be superior. Or to show we are strong. We could be like them! Show them our world and live in harmony. I don't wish such an end upon this place."

The silence in the room grew as he then heard a knock on his door.

Sonic: "Shadow... is everything okay in there? I woke up to hearing you talking..."

Shadow froze on his bed, trying to think of some lie.

Shadow: "Everything is fine! Just... trying to calm myself down from a nightmare. I didn't mean to worry you."

Shadow yelled to where Sonic could hear him on the other side of the door.

Sonic: "Okay, I was just wondering. I'll leave you be, now. Have a good night."

Sonic left the door as Shadow was alone once again. He sighed, hearing the voice come on once more.

"I knew you weren't ready for this. You're too soft! You always have been. You never understood what it meant to feel true power. And once I showed myself, once I gave you that feeling... you became afraid of it ever since. You know you're powerful, you know you could turn this planet to dust! You're just a little bitch who can't seem to get it through his thick skull, that I am you... and I... want... OUT!"

Shadow could hear his ears ringing. Gripping at his head as he groaned. Standing up off the bed as he was hyperventilating. Stumbling and hitting his body off of things. His eyes tearing up and he growls. Trying to fight off who he truly was. Sonic heard the commotion... knocking and opening the door.

Sonic: "Shadow what's going-..."

He froze, seeing the horns on Shadow's head and his paws only having four fingers. Shadow turned around groaning as he then went silent. Sonic kept quiet, realizing he walked in on something he couldn't quite wrap his head around. As he shivered and spoke once more.

Sonic: "Sh-...Shadow?"

Shadow opened his eyes. But they weren't the same brown and red heterochromia eyes he once had. They were now a blood orange, almost shining a nice yellow at the top of it. His third eye showing, making eye contact with Sonic. The blue hedgehog gulped as he backed up slowly out of the room. As whatever was using Shadow a puppet stepped closer... and closer.

Ophelian: "Shadow... isn't here anymore."

To Be Continued.  .  .