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V. Save the Heartache
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WAKE UP.
*ృ༅*. 𝕬 plaintive whisper, begging. Shadow almost wishes it had been a dream, a hallucination, a nightmare—but alas, Sonic had been unfortunately real.

In the flesh and on the clock, borrowing an ancient demon's wicked power, Sonic had stood before Shadow, his blue fur deepened to almost black, emerald eyes reverted to a deadly ruby.

Faker. The only thought in Shadow's head, and now the name holds more than one meaning.

Sonic is a demonchild now. They could be mistaken for brothers. Mistaken for one another.

Sonic could wreak havoc, and because of his new colours, it would put blame on Shadow, paint him traitor, colour Silver weak. It may cut the thinning thread of Silver's reign.

He does not want that.

To save himself the heartache of farewells and explanations, Shadow has Espio deliver a message to the King. By the time Silver receives it, he will be gone, bleeding into the twilight.

Shadow will not wait for Hallowe'en.

He will go to Sonic.

He will go hunting.

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