Shadow The Hedgehog Holding A Gun Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

the girl said making Shadow frown as her four tires were complete and look good. "Did you..... oh" he said raising his hands after seeing two men coming out of nowhere with a gun. "You can take what you want but don't kill me please" Shadow raises his hands. "Hmmm... look too handsome to be wasted"the girl sheepishly said Shadow frowned before he could understand what she meant, two bullets passed through his head making his lifeless body fall on the ground. They throw his body away into the woods before they take his truck and they drive away.

The TVs on the stage had caught fire and, in their glow, I could make out the seven foot shadow of the big Skoger holding a deer rifle. “Shit.” I looked down at my little bag of rocks and then back over to the giant plucking a round out of his pocket to reload, eyeing a couple of kids that were trying to climb the fence across the lot. “Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.”

One could tell it was dangerous. Suddenly two shadows emerged from the dark five steps from where she stood. She step back watching the two shadows cautiously. "No!" One of the shadows cried. Its voice covered with fear. The other shadow took out something that looks like a gun and pointed it at the other one. "This is my parting gift for you." The shadow whispered before pulling the trigger. A loud bang echoed in the whole place, taking away the stillness of the night.

The men rejoiced as they looked through the bag filled with cash. "Now, the item," Shadow asked with irritation. The men stopped and cleared their throats before the one at the very back showed a black box with no sign of opening. "A deal's a deal," he uttered before throwing it to him. Shadow caught it midair and glared at him. "Be careful with that, aight? 'Ya might accidentally kill someone," the smaller fellow joked with chuckles following after. The one with the biggest muscles punched Shadow in the stomach and he reacted lightly. "What the fuck is that for?" he asked before holding his stomach. That fellow can pack a punch.

Fuck me, how can she gain that confidence? As I strike outside, I figure out everything and look for Sarah. I hear a scream from afar, and I jog in that direction. Fool Sarah! Do you want to commit suicide or something? I quickly glance at the bleeding on my thigh, since they can cut me through my bulletproof. Cupid Shadow isn’t simple. When did he gain this power for his gangs? Since he took everything off my body, he didn’t realize my suit was bulletproof. Since he’s kind of outdated with so many outdated weapons there,

"Mn." With a nod, James started to shoot, clearing his path of escape, while Shadow hid behind a building, shooting the men efficiently. Because of the sudden shooting, everyone hid in their hideout, causing them to lose track of each other. When the sound of the firing guns silenced, Shadow slowly peeped out of her hideout, trying to observe the situation. Dead bodies of the bodyguards were lying on the ground, covered in blood. "Such trash!" She clicked her tongue before loading her gun with bullets.

This was not over yet, we were just moving to the next phase. A shot rang from behind me, breaking the rogue’s concentration for a split second, that second was enough for me to pounce and knock the gun from his hands. I vaguely noticed a large group of rogues emerge from the forest with weapons blazing. Now it looked like a warzone. Not wanting to waste any more time my jaws clamped over the stranger’s neck. ‘This is for my family.’ I said in his mind as I tightened my jaw enough to pierce his trachea, but not quite kill him.

I waited till I was completely sure that the hunters were already far away from me. I could still remember the gun from the hooded man. Phoenix wasn’t aware of a weapon like that. Things were extremely bad. Phoenix wasn’t so careless that he would assume that none of the enemy had a weapon like a gun just because he didn’t see any indication of it before. After all it was normal for the hunters to have silver bullet carrying guns. But there was something else going on here. Some sinister plan and the hooded man was the master planner.