The Fastest Fetus in The West

The Fury of Fists

I glared at Shadow, my anger simmering just below the surface. "You're telling me that you're the father of my child, and you don't even know how it happened?" I snarled, my fists clenched.

Shadow's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "I said I don't know, Sonic! And even if I did, what business is it of yours?"

I took a step forward, my quills bristling with rage. "You're telling me that you impregnated me without my consent, and you're acting like it's no big deal?"

Shadow sneered, his fists flexing. "You're not exactly innocent in all this, Sonic. You're just as guilty as I am."

That was it. I snapped. My fists flew, connecting with Shadow's jaw in a loud crack. He stumbled back, his eyes wide with shock.

But Shadow was no pushover. He retaliated with a series of swift punches, each one aimed directly at my face. I dodged and weaved, my agility allowing me to avoid most of the blows.

But not all of them.

A particularly vicious uppercut sent me crashing to the ground, my head spinning. Shadow loomed over me, his eyes blazing with fury.

"You think you're so fast, Sonic?" he snarled. "You think you're so much better than me?"

I glared up at him, my anger fueling my determination. "I'll show you what fast is, Shadow," I growled, my fists clenched.

With a burst of speed, I launched myself at Shadow, our fists clashing in a flurry of punches and kicks. The battle raged on, the two of us exchanging blows in a frenzy of anger and betrayal.

Who would emerge victorious? Only time would tell.