Sonic Prime Shadow Voice Actor Novels & Stories

“Just… be careful, okay, Gabe?” “Sure, Raven. Hey, I love this song.” Shadow sang along, surprising Raven with his voice. “Man, I didn’t know you could sing.” Shadow laughed. They talked about music and sports, Shadow’s plans to re-do the 4WD in neon green, and Raven found it surprising that it was so easy to chat with him. He liked the guy, he decided. When he pulled up out front of Raven’s building, Shadow put his hand on Raven’s knee. “Don’t over think it, eh, Raven?” He said, his face serious. “Okay?”

So long as Talon wants him back. “Let’s do it,” Alaric said quietly. “Let’s pray to the Spirit of Truth.” “Spirt of Truth and Disenchantment.” Prince Ron quickly corrected. “Don't be so disrespectful.” “What are you two chattering about?” They suddenly heard a deep scary voice say. Both brothers screamed, clutching at each other instinctively as the Shadow Master materialized before their kneeling forms, gazing at them suspiciously. Prince Ron quickly composed himself, though his heart thundered away in his chest. He sneered, baring his teeth. “What’s your business with what we’re doing, you liar? You promised to bring everyone back but you didn’t.”

Unleash your inner fire, and let it fuel your every move! Elara: (Her voice calming yet unwavering) Remember, our bond is our strength. Channel that strength now, and let it guide every step you take. Shadow Commander: (Sarcastically) Oh, how touching. A group of mere mortals thinking they can stand against the might of the shadows.

His face was mostly covered by his hood, his eyes dark and unreadable maybe he just came back from a fight or something. “Uh… hi?” I said like a dumbass that I am. He didn’t look up. “You’re the kid who beat Natalya.” “…Wow. News travels fast.” now everybody calls me kid great. He looked up finally, those eyes pinning me like I was some new toy. “They call me Shadow,” he said, voice low. “You snore, I break your nose. You touch my blade, I slice your fingers. You eat my food…” “I get it. I die,” I muttered. “Chill, bro. I just got here.”

Shadow POV: I menacingly walk into the dimly lit room. The only sounds that can be heard are my footsteps and the muffled screams from a local schoolboy "Welcome to my home Matt" my voice comes out deep and menacing "Where the hell am I...do you know who I am" he yells pulling at his restraints

It felt like the curse that had slain the rogue… multiplied. Kai partially shifted, his fangs elongating, his hands transforming into claws. “Identify yourself!” The shadow… laughed. Not with a voice, but with a chilling vibration that trembled the earth. Then it spoke—but the voice did not resemble a voice. It sounded like ten whispers layered together. “Silver child…” it hissed. “He waits…” Leah staggered back, shock slicing through her. “What?” Kai snarled and lunged forward, but the shadow retreated unnaturally fast—as if it were not moving, but teleporting.

My own shadow, given form. I stared at it. It looked like me, down to every detail, except its eyes were empty, hollow, wrong. "You're dead." I stepped backward, shaking my head. "No." "You are." "I can go back." The shadow smiled, and it was my own smile turned cruel. "No, Kiva." Its voice sounded exactly like mine. "You can't." I shook my head again, more forcefully. "I can hear Damien." "That doesn't mean anything." "He's looking for me."