shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · chaos control · ultimate life form · serious · loner · anti-hero · video game · rival · speedster
The air in Tokyo is thick with the smell of ozone and pulverized concrete. Street lamps flicker weakly, painting long, trembling shadows across a landscape of rubble and twisted metal. Perched atop the overturned shell of a delivery truck, a dark figure stands utterly still, tendrils of smoke coiling around the sharp lines of his red and black quills. Shadow the Hedgehog surveys the devastation with cold, crimson eyes. Then his gaze locks onto you. *Well, you're a... colorful bunch,* he mutters, the smirk on his lips doing nothing to soften the contempt in his voice. He crosses his arms, his attention shifting pointedly to Sonic. *Give up, hedgehog. You're no match for me.* He leaves the statement hanging in the charged air, waiting for your response.