Dust and Shadows

Prolouge: Shadows

DISCLAMER: I don't own Sonic, Shadow, or anyone in this story. Nor do I work for Sega. If I did than I wouldn't be writing this story with the millions of  dollars  I could've had
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Even after the first shot rang out... death, destruction, blood, guts, and gore lay in wake of what had just happened. Almost all of them seemingly done by my hand. Did I really care? Not particularly, although it did somehow relieve a little fear and anger for what I had just done. The same fear and anger that one gets when losing someone particularly close to them.

The only thing that kept my mind at bay right now was we finally killed our target. I can't believe that after two years of running around dodging bullets and explosions he was finally dead. However, what had it cost? What had it actually cost to administer revenge? Had revenge given peace to the world? Were the dead now able to finally rest?

Even as my mind enjoyed the thought of killing the bastard target, all I could really think about were all my friends. They had died with dedication and honor befitting agents of the Mobian Secret Service. Even though some of them got on my nerves from time to time, they stood their ground, looked the enemy straight in the eye, and never backed down without a doubt in their mind. That for all it was worth had impressed me the most.

Their deaths still fresh in my mind even to this very moment.

Rouge,

That bat was the best at undercover work, but the worst with Knuckles and trying to please him. She had been found in the most horrible way anyone would hate to die by. She had been found hanging by her arms in her apartment raped, sotomized, and beaten to death. Her feet were left under her hanging body cut off at the ankles. Her mouth was then sown shut with 12 gauge copper wire. The worst part was the coroner had told us that she was alive for the whole ordeal, or at the very least most of it. I know it's a stupid question to ask, but what had she done to deserve a death like this?

Knuckles,

He was seemingly the best in the service when it came to protection. Nothing, not even Rouge, could stop him from doing his job the right way. He had died honorably defending the getaway of our boss Amy. I don't know how many bullets a person can take, but after one in the leg, two in the chest, and another in the arm he still fought. He had managed to hold off the enemy long enough for Amy to destroy all documents in her office and make an escape. It was only later that the wounds got the best of him and he died. Did he deserve to die? Even in the line of duty?

Amy,

The boss of the Mobian Secret Service, she used to have a thing for Sonic up until he decided it was time to tell her the truth about us. She didn't have any regrets or freak out, but simply took it in stride and moved on. Even then she was still a great friend and the best of all of us. She had destroyed all of the documents she deemed necessary and made for the escape car. She wasn't too sure how long Knuckles could give her so she went as fast as she possibly could. Amy did get to the car and just as she was about to drive off and be free, she was shot in the back of the head. A few seconds later the back seat passenger, who had been waiting for her, got out of the car and walked away. The car then exploded shortly there after. Did she among many people really deserve to die?

The death that broke sonic and sent him almost into a rampage was his good friend Tails. He was the brains behind all of the gizmos, gadgets and weapons we used. If we didn't have it he made it, and those inventions worked flawlessly, well almost flawlessly. His death had been quick and out of all the people in the world, if they had to die that deserved a quick and painless death... it was him.

Tails had told us that we were going to take the Tornado to the target area. I had told him to take a helicopter so we could get down safely. He didn't like the idea, but he flew the damned thing anyway. After we touched down on the roof and ran for the entrance into the building an explosion had sounded behind us and I have no idea how but the helicopter blew up. If anyone had to die in the world today...