Shadow The Hedgehog Holding A Gun Novels & Stories

He staggered, his triumphant look replaced by panic. He shot a terrified glance into the shadows behind Zhedya, then turned and fled, dripping a trail of crimson into the dark. Zhedya couldn't turn his head. He was falling, the cold concrete rushing up to meet him. As the darkness closed in, his fading vision lifted. He saw a silhouette. Small. Hunched in a baggy hoodie. Holding a pistol with two shaking hands. Smoke curled from the barrel. A kid. Just a scared, wide-eyed teenage boy.

Shadowblade roared, channeling his true essence throughout his body, forming a protective barrier with even greater power. Boom! When the group's assault met Shadowblade's shield, a violent explosion followed. The backlash sent them flying, but their combined force continued to hammer against the shield. Finally, with a resounding crash, their formidable power shattered the barrier, and the forces nullified each other. "Now's my chance!" Helen shouted from midair as the shield broke. She took aim and fired. A bullet, glowing with fiery light, sped toward Shadowblade’s eye. "What?!" At the sound of the gunshot, Shadowblade turned sharply. The bullet left a gash as it grazed his eyelids despit

The shadow lurked in the shrubbery, trying to stay hidden from its pursuers, laying low on the ground as its blue eyes were looking at the people—bad, dirty humans—who were trying to catch it beforehand. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the forest as the dried leaves were crushed underneath their boots. The poachers were turning their heads here and there, wanting to make sure that they were not missing any spot that the sable, furry wolf could not be hiding away from them. Their leader harrumphed loudly as he stomped his foot on the ground. “Anything? Anything at all?” he asked his crew—the very people that he trusted to bring the big, black wolf to his feet as he paid them to do

The group and I arrived at the endless expanse of the Green Hills, Shadow looked up to see the skies showing a fleshy-like hue, Shadow turned to see Maria “Shadow, someone is coming and he’s fast” she said. I turned to see a blue hedgehog running towards us but his eyes were flesh-like, telltale signs of Corona’s brainwashing. “Sonic the Hedgehog” I said, Sonic cracked his knuckles “I knew Corona that you would be trouble” said Sonic pointing his finger at me. “Corona doesn’t know that this is my sanctuary, hence she usurped my creational throne” I said. Then Sonic ran “then we fight Inkcanius” said Sonic. “Inkcanius I will back you up, this is how we fought against each other” said Shadow.

He spoke low. Then, they heard another series of bullets hit everything around them. They lowered their bodies in an attempt to hide themselves from the perpetrators. Ibrahim stared soullessly at the metal gun in his hand. This was by any means a normal gun. Even if they were hit by them, it wouldn’t kill them. The bullet would only grace their thick skin and nothing else. Also, thankfully, Shadow let them use their beast form. When Shadow proposed the idea, he genuinely thought that the task was easy given that it was created by Shadow. His daughter.

Of course, Shadow being the stronger person dragged the child by force, making the child let out a squeal of pain. I stopped to get a closer look, but the momentary destruction cost me because my opponent seized the opportunity to land a blow to my thigh. I grunted in annoyance, barely feeling the punch, and whipped out my gun to shoot at him. Before his body even touched the floor, I was already on the move, weaving and ducking blows thrown my way by other people so I could get to Shadow. He had disappeared shortly after the fight with that strange man, and I knew, instinctively, that he was up to no good. And now seeing him drag a little kid out by the hands got me worried and disturbed.

She gasps with her eyes open looking for the enemy in depression. "Aham," Mr. Hogger applauds himself when he sees The Hunter and his men running towards the scene. "Didn't their parents teach them not to steal someone else's food," he pulls out a minigun, stands up, and puts a cigar in his mouth.

I looked over at Candido expecting him to do something to say something, yet Candido's face didn’t change. “Get out of the way, Hedy.” I couldn't believe what he was saying. “He's a member of Moon Shadow! How could his loyalty ever be questioned he's the only one–” “One,” the second woman said and cocked her gun against my temple. “Two.” “Get out of the way, Hedy,” he growled this time with a bit of command. I felt myself step aside even though I didn't want to.