Time

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Time.

Time was such a peculiar thing, especially to a peculiar pair of hedgehogs with peculiar powers and traits.

Both of these individuals differed in many and most ways.

But, when brought together, a nexus like no other would form. A nexus so strong that no god nor demon could separate them.

Only one power, and one power alone, could break the bond.

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Shadow the Hedgehog took a nightly stroll through the quiet streets of Westopolis. He let his crimson gaze wander the urban sights as he silently contemplated his thoughts. He was rather content with the city's night hours, taking favor in the stillness of the normally bustling metropolis. Taking notice of a pedestrian crossing, he stopped as he saw the light still being red. He may've been the Ultimate Lifeform and Master Of Chaos Control, but he still had his manners and basic etiquette. Wordlessly waiting for the light to change, he breathed in the cool night breeze. The light went green and he strode across the street. As he turned a corner, his eyes widened as he came upon a sight he never would've expected.

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Silver the Hedgehog leaned against a building; bruised and beaten, bloody wounds decorated his once brilliant pelt. He turned his head to see whose presence he felt and looked at the black and red hedgehog through one eye, the other being too swollen to see through. In immediate recognition, he tried to greet his ally and fellow hedgehog with a smile; a smile from a bloodied mouth, a torn lip and a chipped tooth.

"H-hey, Shadow," His voice came out shaky and hoarse. "Long time... n-no se--"

That was as far as he could get before everything faded to nothingness and he collapsed.

*

The black hedgehog hybrid never saw this coming. Not at all. After being immensely shocked from finding a metal-hued, psychokinetic hedgehog that was in dire need of medical attention and bringing that certain hedgehog to his apartment-home, he found himself in his kitchen; making a bowl of hot chicken soup for his very unexpected guest. While waiting for the water to come to a boil, he let his thoughts wander. First off,

What am I doing? He mentally questioned himself, Why did I bring him here? The obvious and sensible thing to do was to bring him to a hospital. He would be much better off there; recieveing the much needed proper attention. Not me letting him use my guestroom and making him soup, for Chaos' sake!

He almost wanted to use his own head to check if the water temperature had risen high enough, but stopped himself as another thought occurred to him. Why did he bother helping the silver hedgehog? If it had been because it was the "right thing to do", then he really would've brought him to a hospital. What compelled him to bring Silver to his home and personally care for him? It wasn't sympathy, was it? It's not like he actually cared for the younger superpowered hedgehog. Or... was it?

His bio-manifactured ears perked up at the sound of a pained voice in the guestroom. He looked back at the soup he prepared and was somewhat surprised that it was now ready for serving. All those years of practice and mastery in cooking allowed him to prepare the food, even in deep thought. Thank Chaos for that.