Shadow My Hedgehog (Shadow X Gru)

Shadow My Hedgehog: The BeGruinning

shadow the hedgehog was skating blue hill zone when his greatest villain ever, Infinite, broke out of the Phantom Gru-by, with an army of Minions from Despicable Me.
“Hmph. I thought the Sonic Forces Avatar defeated you once.” gasped Shadow, very emotionally.
Suddenly, Infinite started singing “I am the toughest of terrors, I am the darkest of days”
The minions started dancing.
Then Bob the Minion dabbed when Infinite sang “don't try to stand in my way, I've been up against better, just take a look at my face”

“Yeah, you're ugly” retorted Shadow, in a really cool and epic comeback.

Infinite, seeing he has been defeated finally by the Ultimate Lifeform, set on fire. While screaming for his life, a ray of ice came out of the Phantom Gru-by’s portal, and for the briefest of moments, it was as if time itself had frozen.

A pause in Infinite’s incessant screams.

A beat skipped within Shadow’s heart.

The first falling leaves of Autumn, suspended as if in stasis.

Then, a single voice broke the silence.

“Freeze ray!”

Out from the Phantom Gru-by, stepped the telltale shape of Shadow's greatest foe yet. A supervillain from another world.

Gru.

“You have failed me, Infinite,”

“Freeze ray.”

And with a burst of light and ice, Infinite’s flaming form was frozen solid. Yet while the flames engulfing his body were extinguished, the fire inside him raged on, determined to find release.

Whether he saw the flames burning bright within Infinite’s heart and the red pyre licking the edges of his eyes and chose to ignore them, or simply no longer cared, Gru stepped past him and refocused his attention on the true threat. Shadow.

Though he would not - he could not - ever admit it beyond the steel cage tightened around his heart, Gru did feel a sort of admiration (at least, he hoped it was merely an admiration) for the red and black hedgehog in front of him. His determined expression, his rugged, handsome form -

No, Gru could never allow such a thought to slip a single micrometre through his supervillain façade. Shadow the Hedgehog must die, and he must conquer. It was the way of things; a delicate dance of death and domination that ruled the principles a renowned supervillain such as himself must live by. After all, if he has not a single standard to hold himself high, then what prevents him from falling into the depravity and wanton ruin of the beasts that dwell in the depths of all a person’s soul?

So just as Gru knew there could be no mercy, no second thoughts or leniency towards the rules of his code, Shadow the Hedgehog knew that Gru could not live either.

Two breaths. Two breaths was all the hesitation they could afford, before simultaneously launching their assaults.

Fist met fist, chaos spear met inflation gun. The two combatants perfectly parried the other’s strikes, but while the attacks were blocked on the outside, the chains binding the love in their hearts weakened.

After what seemed like an eternity fighting, their familiarity and fatigue grew, until they had no choice but to collapse in one another’s arms. While they expressed purely the desire to crush the other, both had begun to feel the same feeling. A new desire, one free of their conflict, of their inner turmoil; one where they could be unrestricted to pursue the longings of their hearts.

Staring deep into the other’s eyes, Shadow and Gru saw - for the first time in their lives - a gaze of pure love and lust, of passion and pleading. They now knew what they both desired, and their weapon arms relaxed, dropping to their sides, while their other arms grasped their former foe’s cheek.

It did not take long for the first move to be made, by both Gru and Shadow, a simultaneous attack to mirror their perfectly matched fight mere moments prior. The lovers locked their lips in a passion fuelled embrace, new fires lit in their hearts to provide the strength they needed to carry on.

For what seemed like an eternity, Gru and Shadow kissed, breaking only to catch their breaths (for they were most certainly worn out by their conflict), but would always immediately push their way back into the embrace.

Finally, when all was done and the kiss had outstayed its welcome, their lips parted and they saw each other's eyes once more. In this moment, they finally saw. Saw one another, saw their purpose in life, saw what they had to do. They were perfect for each other. Shadow's repressed potential love, finally free and exposed, perfectly matched the released warmth of Gru’s previously cold, regretful heart. They could be all they could ever be, together… but the world could never let them.

The two never broke their loving gaze as the blood flooded from the open wounds in their bodies. Their hands never fell from their lover’s cheek, nor did their other hands loosen the grip on the blades that pierced the other's chest.

They both had a code to uphold. A duty. A responsibility to never falter in their task, to show no second thoughts or offer no leniency. And nor did they ever do such a thing - not in their brief life together, and not in their death together.

Gru was the first to collapse, his body falling onto Shadow’s, a permanent smile etched upon his now deceased face. All that remains of the pure love he must have felt in his final moment, staring longingly into Shadow’s eyes.

Shadow smiled. He truly smiled, for the first time since that fateful day, fifty years ago. The day his heart had died.
Now, as his breaths grew thinner and his eyesight began to lose focus, Shadow remembered what it felt like to be alive. His heart was not truly dead - no, it was waiting.

It was waiting… For Gru.

The last thing Shadow ever saw was the unthawed image of Infinite (or at least he believed it to be Infinite, as he could see nothing more than an Infinite shaped blur at this point) approaching… and he chuckled. He let out a groany laugh at the figure, at the circumstance, at life itself, and then he fell into his final slumber.

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Infinite approached the two fallen combatants. The two fallen lovers. And he flossed. He and the minions from Despicable Me flossed on their corpses.

The End.