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Dark Sonic 8 As they watched the demon that was once their friend disappear, Shadow collapsed. Blaze ran over to help him while Silver went over to Tails, who they had gradually gotten closer to while fighting. The poor fox's fur was matted and sticky with blood. He had a deep gash in his shoulder where he was bitten and his blue eyes had a glazed look. Silver hurried and managed to patch up the wound with the huge leaves the trees had to offer. Blaze tried to help Shadow, but there was nothing for her to do, so she let him go into an uneasy sleep so he could regain his strength.
A noise in the bushes made the hedgehog and cat tense. They relaxed when they saw a familiar red echinda carrying a injured bat. Rouge's wing was twisted in an odd way, meaning that it was probably broken. Knuckles had a huge gash in his left shoulder and his arm was limp.
"Well, this is just great....everyone's hurt and we're stranded here..." He stated with no emotion
"What? No! We can't
Dark Sonic Ch 7 Shadow looked down at the sort of familiar black hedgehog in front of him.
"F-Faker?!" The other hedgehog was up in a flash and whirled around.
His eyes were blood-red, his fur was dark grey, he wore ripped up and bloodied gloves and socks, his quills were raised and deadly sharp. Around his neck, ankles and wrists, were bloody, broken silver chains. He let out a very threatening hiss, baring blood soaked fangs ( A/N no, he's not a vampire, though that would be pretty awesome XD ) Shadow didn't hesitate and lunged forward, aiming a chaos spear at Sonic's throat. He was shocked when the hedgehog vanished from sight. Just like that. Gone. No chaos control, not even wind rushing to his direction as it would if he were to run away. He was there, and like a phantom he disappeared from what seems to be existence. And before the author could continue on writing about him disappearing just like that ( what is this? Breaking of the fourth wall?! )
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