He is My Master

59: Home Sweet Chaos What Is This?!

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Sudden freefall. Years of ingrained reflexes let Sonic land smoothly on the balls of his feet, the now once again blue hedgehog immediately transforming his downward momentum by throwing himself forward into a roll through the dirt. He came to stand a few metres away, slightly ungracefully stumbling to a stop but at least upright.

And unhurt. In total, Sonic now felt weak, dizzy, was in pain from every bone of his body and utterly exhausted...but healthy and whole. He blinked, glancing over to where Shadow had landed after their abrupt descent. The Ultimate Lifeform had managed a somewhat smoother landing thanks to his hoverskates, but still moved gingerly now that he was on the ground, which let Sonic come to the conclusion that the black hedgehog had to feel pretty much the same.

Huh. Usually when we de-power from our super forms with the Chaos Emeralds, it leaves us just fine and with an extra dose of energy to go, Sonic mused, and winced again as another bruised muscle that he didn't even know he possessed announced its presence painfully. Guess the Master Emerald doesn't quite work the same way, then.

But Shadow was walking towards him now, and even if he looked just as banged up as Sonic, black and red fur matted from sweat, blood and dirt, quills bent and torn, limbs bleeding from cuts and a bruise gracing his muzzle while more had to be hidden beneath his pelt, he was whole and conscious and alive and that was all that ever had mattered.

Around them, the battlefield was still a mess of unconscious bodies, wreckage and either dead or fleeing animals, the fine rain coating everything with a sheen of wetness and making visibility even worse. They were in a small crater, directly beneath the epicentre of the blast, and Sonic guessed there would be little time left until someone still conscious would inevitably make their way towards them.

Shadow stopped a couple of paces in front of him. The Chaos Emerald they had been looking for ever since they arrived here was lying next to his feet, still half-encased in the carcass of the former dark king. Shadow made no motion to pick it up, but instead placed a hand on his hip, his expression tired, but a small spark still glowing in his eyes.

"Well, I guess this means I'm not going to be your official owner much longer," he said, "But for now, I can't help but notice that you're still wearing that collar around your neck, so..." he said, and then let the edge of his mouth turn into a weary, but wicked smirk. "For the last time. Heel, pet."

"Dude, you are so full of yourself -!" began Sonic with crossed arms, but then couldn't even be mad at his own body when it propelled him over to Shadow in a heart beat, digging his fingers into black shoulders and feeling the other cradling his head in return.

The kiss they shared back in their mortal bodies was different, tasted of blood and sweat and hurt where their lips had been split, their embrace cold and wet where the rain had soaked them, but they were still in this world to give it, so to Sonic, that was merely the sweet taste of victory. After what seemed like far too short a while they broke apart, fingers that had roamed down through black and blue fur, carefully skirting around wounds and bruises, found each other, loosely interlocking. Shadow finally bent down and picked the Chaos Emerald from the destroyed corpse with his free hand. He wiped off the last trails of a dark liquid that might have been the king's blood with an expression of thinly veiled disgust, as if it were an insult to the purity of the stone. But when it was clean, only rain water now running down its sides, for a moment he simply gazed at the gem like a familiar and beloved treasure, and Sonic could only guess how soothing the source of Chaos power had to be for the Ultimate Lifeform, who had given so much over the past few days and had to withstand with so little.