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[url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=840438]Consequences[/url].\n\nSo, I took some creative liberties here and added in some facial mutilation because I enjoy victimizing the hell out of Shadow. \n\nHave you ever had a scratch on your pupil? I have. That shit hurts like mad.\n\nAlso, I just learned what ntr stands for. Probably should have looked that up earlier.\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Based off of this and sequel to Consequences.

So, I took some creative liberties here and added in some facial mutilation because I enjoy victimizing the hell out of Shadow.

Have you ever had a scratch on your pupil? I have. That shit hurts like mad.

Also, I just learned what ntr stands for. Probably should have looked that up earlier.
", "writing": "Scourge twitched in pain as Sonic’s dark self carried Shadow away. He wondered why he still breathed after Sonic unleashed wrathful vengeance upon him, and figured that something of the tender hearted hero reached out past the darkness and kept him from killing.\n\nSonic would regret that. He’d regret every ounce of pain he’d ever inflicted on Scourge. He still burned with the humiliation of being fucked by the blue bastard. Once Scourge was healed and his strength returned, he’d have Shadow again, and this time there would be no saving him.\n\n***\n\nSonic was a wonderful boyfriend.\n\nHe did everything within his power to smooth Shadow’s recovery. He was at his bedside every day during visitation hours and rarely came alone. Rouge and Omega most frequently accompanied him, and Tails, Cream, Knuckles, Amy, and the Chaotix group had all put in appearances.\n\nShadow was comforted by the fact Sonic hadn’t told the rest of them why he was staying in the hospital. They only knew he had been badly injured, not the nature of his injuries.\n\nIt wasn’t their business, and them knowing would only serve to further Shadow’s shame.\n\nBut their friends always allowed them time for themselves. During those precious moments Sonic would hold Shadow tight while he unleashed his feelings. Sometimes he raged; at Scourge, at fate, but never at Sonic. Even as Sonic despised himself for letting this happen to his beloved, Shadow never blamed him.\n\nSometimes he cried, sobbing into Sonic’s chest for hours. On these days Sonic would remain long past visiting hours, and the doctors allowed the hero to stay. Partially because Sonic’s reputation allowed him some privileges, and partially because they couldn’t bear to take Sonic away from Shadow as he sobbed.\n\nShadow was on his way to recovery, due mostly to his own strength of will, but also in large part due to Sonic’s unwavering support.\n\nShadow had been terrified that Sonic would leave him now that he had been used by someone else, but that proved to be a foolish thought. Sonic’s love for him hadn’t waned in the least and his loyalty to his lover remained as strong as ever.\n\nShadow’s physical injuries faded, but his mental wounds endured. He was released from the hospital and welcomed into Sonic and Tails’ home so that he wouldn’t be parted from Sonic.\n\nHome and Sonic healed his battered soul, but scars remained to mar his mind. He frequently suffered from night terrors, and neither Sonic nor Tails ever complained about waking them up with his screams of terror. \n\nSonic had nightmares too. Nightmares of what he had been made to witness and was helpless to stop. He dreamed that Scourge would come back, would brutalize Shadow again without Sonic’s knowledge. He dreamed of Shadow breaking, this time irreparably.\n\nShadow also refused to go outside of their abode, as he was terrified of what might lie beyond the safety of four walls and away from Sonic.\n\nSometime he dreamed of Sonic inflicting horrors on him, even though he now knew Scourge to be his tormenter. Still, he had believed for a time as he was raped that Sonic was the one hurting him, and nightmares didn’t let him forget that.\n\nBut the rationality of his waking hours allowed for Shadow to see the truth. He never flinched from his lover even as his dreams haunted him. He knew Sonic would never hurt him.\n\nTime passed, and Shadow eventually worked up the courage to step out into the world again.\n\n***\n\nHis wrists still ached with the pain of being tied up, so Shadow had taken to carrying a cell phone rather than his usual wristband communicator. The thing could be stored in a pants pocket easily enough.\n\nShadow had volunteered to take a trip to the store for something Tails needed, and Sonic had offered to accompany him, but Shadow insisted he go alone. He needed to prove to himself he wouldn’t spend his life afraid of living.\n\nHis eyes darted back and forth before him, carefully examining each human and Mobian that passed him by on the near deserted street, the early hour keeping most people in their homes, and the occasional hedgehog made his knees shake, but he refused to return home empty handed and a coward.\n\nHe continued on, and each dark alley that he passed earned a swift sweep of his eyes. Each one passed his inspection.\n\nUntil one didn’t.\n\nDown one such alley lurked a dark shape. Shadow couldn’t make out coloration in the dark, but his mind’s eye painted the familiar silhouette sickly green. The street he walked was empty, he realized with a start. He turned away, preparing to run as fast as he was capable, but Scourge was faster.\n\nThe sickly green hedgehog darted to Shadow’s side and in a single swift plunge, pierced Shadow’s skin with a needle and injected him with the same substance he’d used previously to subdue him and his blue counterpart.\n\nIt felt the same to Shadow as when he had been kidnapped the first time. His vision swam as he watched the street getting farther away as he was dragged into the alley.\n\nA harsh slap to his face kept him conscious once he was pulled deep into the alleyway. He tried to focus on something as his vision blurred, but failed. His head felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He laid on ground, dazed and helpless.\n\nCold glass was pressed to his lips, forcing them open and something fell between them. Small pills slipped into his mouth, and Shadow tightened his throat and refused to swallow.\n\nScourged pinched his nose shut and kept the glass against his lips. Shadow gagged and wanted to gasp for breath, eventually instincts taking over and making him suck in air.\n\nHis throat opened, and the pills fell down his throat as he breathed in desperately.\n\n“Did…did you poison me?” Shadow asked. He doubted poison could kill him, but he still wanted to know what Scourge had done.\n\n“Don’t be boring. No, I didn’t poison you. I did something much more fun!” Scourge grinned almost deliriously.\n\nShadow felt heat rise in his cheeks, in his gut, and in his groin. Unbidden and against his will an erection tented his pants and wetted them with pre-cum. \n\nScourge laughed at him. “You little slut. That worked fuckin’ fast! You must want me to fuck you bad. Guess you missed my cock.” Scourge hefted his crotch obscenely.\n\n“No!” Shadow gasped, his throat feeling dry. His whole body felt tight and hot, and he desperately wanted release.\n\nBut he certainly didn’t want it from this monstrous hedgehog.\n\nScourge approached and loomed over Shadow’s prone and panting form. He harshly tore Shadow’s pants off of him, and the cell phone in his pocket fell onto the ground.\n\nScourge glanced at it, and an idea occurred to him. His muzzle stretched in a vicious smile, and he snatched up the phone from the ground.\n\n“I think Sonic would like to see how slutty his fuck toy is. How bad you want me inside you.”\n\n“No…”Shadow groaned weakly, and flinched when he heard his phone’s artificial shutter noise go off several times.\n\nScourge wickedly grinned as he took shots of Shadow’s erect cock, his shivering body, his flushed and panting face. He hesitated before sending them off to his enemy though. Another wonderful idea had occurred to him.\n\nBut it could wait. For now, he’d enjoy Shadow while he had him wanton and wanting. He put the phone aside.\n\nScourge didn’t waste time with pleasuring Shadow’s hard dick. He couldn’t be bothered with making his victim feel good. He just wanted another taste of his tight ass. He wanted to destroy everything Sonic had, and that included Shadow.\n\nShadow whimpered pathetically as he was turned over and his backside was exposed. He was unfortunately familiar with what was to come, but still cried out in pain when his anus was violated, dry and unprepared.\n\nBlood streamed down his thighs, and Scourge mercilessly thrust into him. Yet, his erection didn’t flag, the drugs coursing through his system finding pleasure through the pain.\n\nHe moaned and sobbed at the same time, lost and confused in the conflicting feelings his body was experiencing. The drugs made him enjoy this even as his passage was torn apart.\n\nScourge groaned and bucked wildly, uncaring as to Shadow’s needs. The drugs, the narcotic and the ecstasy, would keep his victim subdued.\n\nScourge placed his palm on the back of Shadow’s head, avoiding the sharp edges of his quills as only a fellow hedgehog could, and ground Shadow’s face into the concrete. Shadow spat as dirt and blood from his scraped muzzle got into his mouth.\n\nScourge continued to snap his hips forward as he brutally smashed Shadow’s face into the ground, gripping his quills to yank him back and pushing him down over and over again, each time taking a moment to grind Shadow’s face.\n\nShadow’s eyes stung as dirt and grime entered them, tiny rocks scratching at his pupils. He tried to blink them away when Scourge lifted his head up only to have more scratch away at his eyes when Scourge thrust his head back into the ground.\n\nHis face had been reduced to a dirty, bloody mass of flesh. His tears stung his damaged eyes and brutalized muzzle. Scourge, apparently growing bored, released Shadow’s quills, and Shadow sobbed in relief.\n\nHis rectum was still stretched too wide and bled profusely, and he didn’t want to imagine what his face had been reduced to, but at least Scourge seemed to be finishing up.\n\nThen, his phone rang.\n\nBoth of them started in surprise. Shadow whimpered, knowing it was Sonic wanting to check up on him. He turned away from the buzzing rectangle, knowing Scourge would never let him reach for it.\n\nTo his surprise, Scourge himself reached for it with a smirk. Shadow twisted his head to look at Scourge, baffled as to his intensions.\n\n“Be careful what you say, Stripes, or Sonic’ll be seeing those shots I took of you.”\n\nShadow’s aching eyes widened. He shook his head frantically. Shadow wouldn’t be able to bear the shame of Sonic knowing he had been raped again, and this time he had been made to enjoy it. Scourge hit the answer button and pressed the phone to Shadow’s mouth.\n\nHe swallowed nervously, and spoke as steadily as he could.\n\n***\n\n“Hi Sonic.”\n\nSonic smiled a little at the sound of Shadow’s voice. Such a sound never failed to warm his heart. Usually, though, Shadow greeted him with a short grunt or something equally minimalistic. But Sonic chalked it up to Shadow’s nerves about going outside for the first time since…what happened.\n\n“Hey, Shads. Just wanted to see if you were okay.” Sonic said in between bites of his chili dog. If Shadow were himself, he would scold Sonic for having such a thing for breakfast. Sonic missed his affectionate exasperation.\n\n“D-Don’t, ah! w-worry. I’m okay. Ugh!”\n\n“Shadow, what’s happening? You sound strange.” Sonic put his chili dog down and made for the door, intending to leave and find Shadow this instant. The suggestion of danger was enough to drive him mad.\n\n“I just tripped and f-fell. I’m fine, just scraped myself a little. It st-ings!” Shadow’s voice elongated the final word of his sentence, suddenly rising in pitch. \n\nSonic didn’t believe him in the least. So he’d pry for the real reason for his voice’s distress.\n\n“Shadow, I won’t be mad if you need me to come get you. You have every reason to be scared. If you’re upset and need me to find you…”\n\n“No! No, Sonic, I’m fine.”\n\nSonic knew it was important to Shadow to brave the outside world, what he had been afraid of braving for far too long. But Sonic didn’t want him to push himself past his limits.\n\n“I love you so much, Shadow, you know that right? You can tell me if you’re scared and I’ll come find you and help you. You don’t have to do anything alone, okay?”\n\nThere was a long silence on the other end of the phone.\n\n“I love you too…” Shadow mumbled, then suddenly he was screaming.\n\n“Scourge is here and he’s-”\n\nThe droning tone of a call cut short interrupted Shadow’s words, but Sonic wasn’t there to hear it. His phone hung off its cradle, abandoned in his rush. \n\nScourge. Horror filled him, and he darted out the door, following the path he knew Shadow would have taken.\n\n***\n\nScourge came inside of Shadow as he choked the life out of him. The tight grip around his cock as life faded from Shadow’s eyes was too beautiful not to cum from.\n\nSonic would be on his way, Scourge knew. They both had heard the sonic boom in the distance. Something that Sonic had said to Shadow over the phone had wiped the shame from Shadow’s face, replacing it with complete adoration. It disgusted Scourge.\n\nNow, only desperation showed itself on Shadow’s mutilated face. His hands clawed at Scourge as the green hedgehog pulled out of his abused rectum, but Scourge’s grip didn’t relent. He’d leave only a corpse for Sonic to find.\n\nHe had figured he’d have time, a few moments to murder Shadow in this dark alley and make his escape, but he underestimated his blue counterpart.\n\nSeconds after the sonic boom shook the ground a blue blur flashed past the alleyway’s entrance, which immediately made a U-turn at the sight of the alley and Sonic appeared behind Scourge.\n\nHe hauled Scourge off of Shadow with a bellow of rage, his blue fur being replaced with black and a dark aura forming around him.\n\nScourge snarled in frustration, but he had learned his lesson the first time he’d faced this dark side of Sonic. He had badly lost and nearly died.\n\nSo, he ran.\n\nSonic didn’t pursue. He had something much more important to attend to.\n\nShadow was unconscious on the alley floor, and Sonic took in his lover’s brutalized form. His face was a mess of blood and mutilated flesh and his thighs were covered in blood. Sonic gave a scream of fury as his dark side receded, and hoped Scourge could hear it, could know what he had wrought.\n\nHis blue fur returned, and he gently lifted Shadow into his peace colored arms. He darted off for the nearest hospital, each shallow and pained breath miraculous to Sonic.\n\n***\n\nShadow had regained physical consciousness and the damage to his eyes had been limited to minimal scratches, but his face and muzzle had been severely scarred, and something in his soul had shattered. \n\nShadow did little beyond stare at nothing and cry. He hadn’t said a word since the second attack, and he hadn’t left the house since his return from the hospital.\n\nSonic did everything he could to support his lover, to help the healing process, but Shadow made little progress.\nHe allowed Sonic to touch him, even begged to be touched. He craved physical contact for assurance and feelings of security, but would only accept such from Sonic.\n\nSonic spent every moment that he feasibly could with his broken lover. At the start of this fugue state, Sonic believed Shadow to be capable of repairing himself. That hope had been crushed by endless empty days and screaming, terror filled nights.\n\nThe nightmares were worse than ever, and Shadow had begun to refuse to sleep. The only thing that could make him get the rest he needed was narcotic pills that sent him so deep into sleep he could not dream.\n\nSonic would not abandon his lover, no matter how hard things got, no matter how hopeless his condition seemed. Even if Shadow never spoke a word again, even if they would never again be intimate, even if he never recovered, Sonic would stay by his side.\n\nAnd Gods have mercy on Scourge if he ever showed his face again.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Scourge twitched in pain as Sonic’s dark self carried Shadow away. He wondered why he still breathed after Sonic unleashed wrathful vengeance upon him, and figured that something of the tender hearted hero reached out past the darkness and kept him from killing.

Sonic would regret that. He’d regret every ounce of pain he’d ever inflicted on Scourge. He still burned with the humiliation of being fucked by the blue bastard. Once Scourge was healed and his strength returned, he’d have Shadow again, and this time there would be no saving him.

***

Sonic was a wonderful boyfriend.

He did everything within his power to smooth Shadow’s recovery. He was at his bedside every day during visitation hours and rarely came alone. Rouge and Omega most frequently accompanied him, and Tails, Cream, Knuckles, Amy, and the Chaotix group had all put in appearances.

Shadow was comforted by the fact Sonic hadn’t told the rest of them why he was staying in the hospital. They only knew he had been badly injured, not the nature of his injuries.

It wasn’t their business, and them knowing would only serve to further Shadow’s shame.

But their friends always allowed them time for themselves. During those precious moments Sonic would hold Shadow tight while he unleashed his feelings. Sometimes he raged; at Scourge, at fate, but never at Sonic. Even as Sonic despised himself for letting this happen to his beloved, Shadow never blamed him.

Sometimes he cried, sobbing into Sonic’s chest for hours. On these days Sonic would remain long past visiting hours, and the doctors allowed the hero to stay. Partially because Sonic’s reputation allowed him some privileges, and partially because they couldn’t bear to take Sonic away from Shadow as he sobbed.

Shadow was on his way to recovery, due mostly to his own strength of will, but also in large part due to Sonic’s unwavering support.

Shadow had been terrified that Sonic would leave him now that he had been used by someone else, but that proved to be a foolish thought. Sonic’s love for him hadn’t waned in the least and his loyalty to his lover remained as strong as ever.

Shadow’s physical injuries faded, but his mental wounds endured. He was released from the hospital and welcomed into Sonic and Tails’ home so that he wouldn’t be parted from Sonic.

Home and Sonic healed his battered soul, but scars remained to mar his mind. He frequently suffered from night terrors, and neither Sonic nor Tails ever complained about waking them up with his screams of terror.

Sonic had nightmares too. Nightmares of what he had been made to witness and was helpless to stop. He dreamed that Scourge would come back, would brutalize Shadow again without Sonic’s knowledge. He dreamed of Shadow breaking, this time irreparably.

Shadow also refused to go outside of their abode, as he was terrified of what might lie beyond the safety of four walls and away from Sonic.

Sometime he dreamed of Sonic inflicting horrors on him, even though he now knew Scourge to be his tormenter. Still, he had believed for a time as he was raped that Sonic was the one hurting him, and nightmares didn’t let him forget that.

But the rationality of his waking hours allowed for Shadow to see the truth. He never flinched from his lover even as his dreams haunted him. He knew Sonic would never hurt him.

Time passed, and Shadow eventually worked up the courage to step out into the world again.

***

His wrists still ached with the pain of being tied up, so Shadow had taken to carrying a cell phone rather than his usual wristband communicator. The thing could be stored in a pants pocket easily enough.

Shadow had volunteered to take a trip to the store for something Tails needed, and Sonic had offered to accompany him, but Shadow insisted he go alone. He needed to prove to himself he wouldn’t spend his life afraid of living.

His eyes darted back and forth before him, carefully examining each human and Mobian that passed him by on the near deserted street, the early hour keeping most people in their homes, and the occasional hedgehog made his knees shake, but he refused to return home empty handed and a coward.

He continued on, and each dark alley that he passed earned a swift sweep of his eyes. Each one passed his inspection.

Until one didn’t.

Down one such alley lurked a dark shape. Shadow couldn’t make out coloration in the dark, but his mind’s eye painted the familiar silhouette sickly green. The street he walked was empty, he realized with a start. He turned away, preparing to run as fast as he was capable, but Scourge was faster.

The sickly green hedgehog darted to Shadow’s side and in a single swift plunge, pierced Shadow’s skin with a needle and injected him with the same substance he’d used previously to subdue him and his blue counterpart.

It felt the same to Shadow as when he had been kidnapped the first time. His vision swam as he watched the street getting farther away as he was dragged into the alley.

A harsh slap to his face kept him conscious once he was pulled deep into the alleyway. He tried to focus on something as his vision blurred, but failed. His head felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He laid on ground, dazed and helpless.

Cold glass was pressed to his lips, forcing them open and something fell between them. Small pills slipped into his mouth, and Shadow tightened his throat and refused to swallow.

Scourged pinched his nose shut and kept the glass against his lips. Shadow gagged and wanted to gasp for breath, eventually instincts taking over and making him suck in air.

His throat opened, and the pills fell down his throat as he breathed in desperately.

“Did…did you poison me?” Shadow asked. He doubted poison could kill him, but he still wanted to know what Scourge had done.

“Don’t be boring. No, I didn’t poison you. I did something much more fun!” Scourge grinned almost deliriously.

Shadow felt heat rise in his cheeks, in his gut, and in his groin. Unbidden and against his will an erection tented his pants and wetted them with pre-cum.

Scourge laughed at him. “You little slut. That worked fuckin’ fast! You must want me to fuck you bad. Guess you missed my cock.” Scourge hefted his crotch obscenely.

“No!” Shadow gasped, his throat feeling dry. His whole body felt tight and hot, and he desperately wanted release.

But he certainly didn’t want it from this monstrous hedgehog.

Scourge approached and loomed over Shadow’s prone and panting form. He harshly tore Shadow’s pants off of him, and the cell phone in his pocket fell onto the ground.

Scourge glanced at it, and an idea occurred to him. His muzzle stretched in a vicious smile, and he snatched up the phone from the ground.

“I think Sonic would like to see how slutty his fuck toy is. How bad you want me inside you.”

“No…”Shadow groaned weakly, and flinched when he heard his phone’s artificial shutter noise go off several times.

Scourge wickedly grinned as he took shots of Shadow’s erect cock, his shivering body, his flushed and panting face. He hesitated before sending them off to his enemy though. Another wonderful idea had occurred to him.

But it could wait. For now, he’d enjoy Shadow while he had him wanton and wanting. He put the phone aside.

Scourge didn’t waste time with pleasuring Shadow’s hard dick. He couldn’t be bothered with making his victim feel good. He just wanted another taste of his tight ass. He wanted to destroy everything Sonic had, and that included Shadow.

Shadow whimpered pathetically as he was turned over and his backside was exposed. He was unfortunately familiar with what was to come, but still cried out in pain when his anus was violated, dry and unprepared.

Blood streamed down his thighs, and Scourge mercilessly thrust into him. Yet, his erection didn’t flag, the drugs coursing through his system finding pleasure through the pain.

He moaned and sobbed at the same time, lost and confused in the conflicting feelings his body was experiencing. The drugs made him enjoy this even as his passage was torn apart.

Scourge groaned and bucked wildly, uncaring as to Shadow’s needs. The drugs, the narcotic and the ecstasy, would keep his victim subdued.

Scourge placed his palm on the back of Shadow’s head, avoiding the sharp edges of his quills as only a fellow hedgehog could, and ground Shadow’s face into the concrete. Shadow spat as dirt and blood from his scraped muzzle got into his mouth.

Scourge continued to snap his hips forward as he brutally smashed Shadow’s face into the ground, gripping his quills to yank him back and pushing him down over and over again, each time taking a moment to grind Shadow’s face.

Shadow’s eyes stung as dirt and grime entered them, tiny rocks scratching at his pupils. He tried to blink them away when Scourge lifted his head up only to have more scratch away at his eyes when Scourge thrust his head back into the ground.

His face had been reduced to a dirty, bloody mass of flesh. His tears stung his damaged eyes and brutalized muzzle. Scourge, apparently growing bored, released Shadow’s quills, and Shadow sobbed in relief.

His rectum was still stretched too wide and bled profusely, and he didn’t want to imagine what his face had been reduced to, but at least Scourge seemed to be finishing up.

Then, his phone rang.

Both of them started in surprise. Shadow whimpered, knowing it was Sonic wanting to check up on him. He turned away from the buzzing rectangle, knowing Scourge would never let him reach for it.

To his surprise, Scourge himself reached for it with a smirk. Shadow twisted his head to look at Scourge, baffled as to his intensions.

“Be careful what you say, Stripes, or Sonic’ll be seeing those shots I took of you.”

Shadow’s aching eyes widened. He shook his head frantically. Shadow wouldn’t be able to bear the shame of Sonic knowing he had been raped again, and this time he had been made to enjoy it. Scourge hit the answer button and pressed the phone to Shadow’s mouth.

He swallowed nervously, and spoke as steadily as he could.

***

“Hi Sonic.”

Sonic smiled a little at the sound of Shadow’s voice. Such a sound never failed to warm his heart. Usually, though, Shadow greeted him with a short grunt or something equally minimalistic. But Sonic chalked it up to Shadow’s nerves about going outside for the first time since…what happened.

“Hey, Shads. Just wanted to see if you were okay.” Sonic said in between bites of his chili dog. If Shadow were himself, he would scold Sonic for having such a thing for breakfast. Sonic missed his affectionate exasperation.

“D-Don’t, ah! w-worry. I’m okay. Ugh!”

“Shadow, what’s happening? You sound strange.” Sonic put his chili dog down and made for the door, intending to leave and find Shadow this instant. The suggestion of danger was enough to drive him mad.

“I just tripped and f-fell. I’m fine, just scraped myself a little. It st-ings!” Shadow’s voice elongated the final word of his sentence, suddenly rising in pitch.

Sonic didn’t believe him in the least. So he’d pry for the real reason for his voice’s distress.

“Shadow, I won’t be mad if you need me to come get you. You have every reason to be scared. If you’re upset and need me to find you…”

“No! No, Sonic, I’m fine.”

Sonic knew it was important to Shadow to brave the outside world, what he had been afraid of braving for far too long. But Sonic didn’t want him to push himself past his limits.

“I love you so much, Shadow, you know that right? You can tell me if you’re scared and I’ll come find you and help you. You don’t have to do anything alone, okay?”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

“I love you too…” Shadow mumbled, then suddenly he was screaming.

“Scourge is here and he’s-”

The droning tone of a call cut short interrupted Shadow’s words, but Sonic wasn’t there to hear it. His phone hung off its cradle, abandoned in his rush.

Scourge. Horror filled him, and he darted out the door, following the path he knew Shadow would have taken.

***

Scourge came inside of Shadow as he choked the life out of him. The tight grip around his cock as life faded from Shadow’s eyes was too beautiful not to cum from.

Sonic would be on his way, Scourge knew. They both had heard the sonic boom in the distance. Something that Sonic had said to Shadow over the phone had wiped the shame from Shadow’s face, replacing it with complete adoration. It disgusted Scourge.

Now, only desperation showed itself on Shadow’s mutilated face. His hands clawed at Scourge as the green hedgehog pulled out of his abused rectum, but Scourge’s grip didn’t relent. He’d leave only a corpse for Sonic to find.

He had figured he’d have time, a few moments to murder Shadow in this dark alley and make his escape, but he underestimated his blue counterpart.

Seconds after the sonic boom shook the ground a blue blur flashed past the alleyway’s entrance, which immediately made a U-turn at the sight of the alley and Sonic appeared behind Scourge.

He hauled Scourge off of Shadow with a bellow of rage, his blue fur being replaced with black and a dark aura forming around him.

Scourge snarled in frustration, but he had learned his lesson the first time he’d faced this dark side of Sonic. He had badly lost and nearly died.

So, he ran.

Sonic didn’t pursue. He had something much more important to attend to.

Shadow was unconscious on the alley floor, and Sonic took in his lover’s brutalized form. His face was a mess of blood and mutilated flesh and his thighs were covered in blood. Sonic gave a scream of fury as his dark side receded, and hoped Scourge could hear it, could know what he had wrought.

His blue fur returned, and he gently lifted Shadow into his peace colored arms. He darted off for the nearest hospital, each shallow and pained breath miraculous to Sonic.

***

Shadow had regained physical consciousness and the damage to his eyes had been limited to minimal scratches, but his face and muzzle had been severely scarred, and something in his soul had shattered.

Shadow did little beyond stare at nothing and cry. He hadn’t said a word since the second attack, and he hadn’t left the house since his return from the hospital.

Sonic did everything he could to support his lover, to help the healing process, but Shadow made little progress.
He allowed Sonic to touch him, even begged to be touched. He craved physical contact for assurance and feelings of security, but would only accept such from Sonic.

Sonic spent every moment that he feasibly could with his broken lover. At the start of this fugue state, Sonic believed Shadow to be capable of repairing himself. That hope had been crushed by endless empty days and screaming, terror filled nights.

The nightmares were worse than ever, and Shadow had begun to refuse to sleep. The only thing that could make him get the rest he needed was narcotic pills that sent him so deep into sleep he could not dream.

Sonic would not abandon his lover, no matter how hard things got, no matter how hopeless his condition seemed. Even if Shadow never spoke a word again, even if they would never again be intimate, even if he never recovered, Sonic would stay by his side.

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