#knuckles just being born into that situation and shadow wiping out the rest of his species himself .............................

[sonknuxadow]

anybody else ever think about how knuckles and shadow are both the last of their kind but how they ended up in that situation and their feelings surrounding it are completely different. idk i just think its interesting

[cutegirlmayra]

Who will read?

Stories I have planned to write:

1. Sonic and the Chaos Seas (Sky and sea Pirate AU) - Much like the amazing prompts I did, I have an idea for a Sonic Pirates AU, much like my Medieval AU- where Sonic is the captain of the Bablyon Jewel, which houses the Master Emerald stolen from Angel Island... buuuut since it’s Guardian can’t part with the Master Emerald, and can’t seem to convince Sonic to turn the ship around, Knuckles joins piracy... unwillingly. Tails is his first mate, who is a genius with the ship’s ancient technology, except that Jet and Storm refuse to leave their family heirloom, as Jet is the rightful owner of the commandeered ship. They need the Master Emerald to locate, which Tails’s machines, the 7 emeralds to prevent the terrible ‘Tsunami of Skies’ event depicted in Silver’s future scrolls... the day the sky became the sea... and wiped everything off the planet! Shadow was stolen along with the feared Pirate Gerald’s research... and his granddaughter’s wereabouts remain a mystery... after Sonic accidentally wakes up Shadow, he agrees to let Shadow have his revenge on the Royal G.U.N armada who are secretly working for Eggman, who has convinced Queen Elise that he’s gathering the Emeralds for the world’s sake... Captain Rose and her all female-crew have an old score to settle with Captain Sonic, and Team Chaotix have a specific client looking for their rabbit daughter... who they believe was kidnapped by Captain Rose. It’s a journey that races against time..! But Sonic..? a Sea captain..? Nay! A sky-flying pirate who hates the sea but believes in the justice of the free winds! Shall we all head aboard? (Chaptered story, Pirate AU, Some Sonic couples like Sonamy.)

2. Sonic Storybook Series - Consisting of Oneshots of different stories. Travel to the desert land of traded goods and magical artifacts to discover The Desert Jewel (Aladdin), or perhaps travel the woods and find ancient curses with howling results? (Little Red Riding Hood), maybe you’re more a kingdom missing it’s royalty, kinda guy? (Twisted Cinderella) Which ever you preuse in your readings, care to still take the perilous dive into the Books Of Wonder!? Sorry, Sonic... you don’t have a choice. You’re evil doubleganger, born of your friends insecurities, is going to make sure you’re never the hero again! (Series of Oneshots - so multiple story-chapters - some Sonamy lol)

3. Sonic Family - Set in the distance future... Discover a secret deal, arranged out of love, before the nefarious Eggman infuses half his mind with a metallic computer to keep himself from falling to Alzheimer's. However, the machine turns him in-human, and takes over his fleshy-side. Older Sonic has to give up the oath he made so many years ago, and abandon his friends in pursuit of Eggman. It’s a deadly fight, but with the evil-counterpart ripped from Eggman’s head, Eggman finally shows his age... And Sonic is forced to place him in a home for the elderly. “Oh look! A talking hedgehog!” as Eggman is wheeled into the nursing home, Sonic, after so many years away, returns to his family... Only to find it’s a complete mess! His eldest is trying to get his mentor, Shadow, with Sonic’s wife! Amy wants another baby, and if not, then Sonic needs to be a decent father for a change... His second oldest is having fights at school, his third youngest is Tails’s apprentice and doesn’t really know much or care to learn about his father, only racing and science! His littlest is barely on her first word... can Sonic reunite with his friends and form the connection with his family he gave up long ago? And when Eggman’s mind returns to him, placing the last bingo piece into place,... does this mean Sonic’s family isn’t safely hidden anymore!? Find out! In Sonic Family~ (Sonamy and other Sonic Couples story, future AU, chaptered.)

4. Amy Rose Origin Story: The Piko Warrior - Ever wonder where Amy came from? Sonic never bothered to ask... until that is, her past catches up with her. Warriors from an culturally-rich and brutal era have sworn to find The Rose’s Last Line before a dangerous evil finds it first and wipes out the last of the Piko Warrior’s bloodline! But... the Rose’s bloodline is a traitor? Amy Rose was raised by wandering Gypsies that taught her fortunes and tarot cards, right? But you’re wrong... Will Amy tell the secret of her Piko Piko Hammer and finally tell her team of friends the truth about her brutal past? Stay tuned for this, Amy Rose’s Origin Story! (Sonamy chaptered story + Amy Origin)

5. Amy's Judgement (Judgement spirit and King Spirit. FIGHT! lol) - Unaware of her orphan past, Amy simply wants to spend the rest of her life chasing Sonic and being apart of his world... but the Gods deem otherwise. When the team discover an ancient spirit haunting the world with his undead army, it’s only up to Sonic to connect with the Spirit King, the most powerful soul in all the afterlife, in order to acquire the legendary power to fight with Spirits! (In the flesh, it’s no good!) However... The Spirit King seems to hate Sonic,... but why? And why does he look so sorrowful when seeing Amy Rose? Will the team discover their families they’ve never really known in the spirit world? Find out, in this devastating war of the living and the dead! (Chaptered story, everyone’s origins revealed, moderate Sonamy.)

6. Yugioh OC story (Will give official name later) - While Atem is enjoying his afterlife, Mana admits that there is something missing, but perhaps without it, he could continue on in blissful ignorance, but it’s not enough for Atem. Learning that there are Cursed Millennium Items that were thrown from the first batch, the Ring being cursed in secret, he rises from his rest through the Millennium Puzzle, returning to his Partner to seek his aid. Yugi is elated to see his old friend, but deeply concerned. Atem has many enemies now... and old rivals who will take advantage of this situation. Atem must recover the parts of his memory that were sealed away in the cursed items... Then they hear singing? Join this remarkable quest as the old gang gets back together to find the missing items, stop an evil Egyptian witch, and discover the missing power of the Millennium Heart, which can bring monsters and spirits... to life! “The Falcon shall find the split Dove again...And carry it’s heart to the seeking Anubis. Only then can eternity be completed, and the Pharaoh at last, rest with all his lost souls.” (Yugioh characters x Many OCs and just epic dueling lol chaptered story, it’s also just a story not all about romance XP)

7. Amy Rose's Fanfiction (Headband and puppet universe.) - When Canon Amy Rose begins to wonder if she’s satisficed in her universe, a unique opportunity presents itself... grab Chaos’s brain and create her own universe! Without knowing how she did this, the gang is informed from Tikal that Amy has created a separate universe, and they must unite with the many other universe’s to find her and get her back! However, Amy Rose creates a Fanfiction Universe with ‘puppet’ forms of her friends. Enjoy the story of Amy Rose trying to live out her dreams and fantasies through Puppet Amy Rose who begins to see suffering and fights the control of her Canon-counterpart. Can they convince Amy to return to the Canon that needs and misses her? Only by jumping from Comic, Boom, Anime, Classic, and Game universes can Tikal stretch out her power through Chaos Control and find Amy... somehow bringing her back or convincing her to return to where she belongs! (Chaptered story with adaptations of Sonamy: dark sonamy, sonamy au, modern sonamy.)

8. Softer Shades (shadamy) - Yall already know lol. Chaptered Shadamy story.

                                          Which would you read?

[fenlock]

More past life bs because, quite frankly, I want to have it someplace where I can easily find it again in case my laptop kicks the bucket.

You don't know what you were expecting when they told you it was time to be Partnered, but it certainly wasn't him. You are new, after all, and nothing more than a simple brawler despite of all the careful bio-engineering they've done. A bit defective even, much smaller than average and with no extra skills. And Jag, well, he's not their best soldier, but he's certainly leagues above the likes of you; older, higher-ranked, proficient in armed melee and even better at range, and equipped with an unnatural awareness of the space around him. Not to mention the sheer difference in personality. You've never met him before, the handlers tend to keep everyone separate as much as they can to prevent any accidental Bonding, but he has quite the reputation for being difficult. As for you, you keep your head down, do as you're told, don't ask any questions. This must be a mistake of some kind. Or maybe they're just getting desperate to Partner him at this point, trying with anyone and everyone before the higher-ups deem him Unmatchable and send him to die alone on some battlefield. Still, as soon as you step into his room there's something between the two of you, a low hum in your very bones that says you are extremely compatible, at least on a genetic level.

Later, the one time you are bold enough to ask, they say you synced with him immediately, fell into orbit like a wayward moon finally finding its planet.

The next several months are difficult to recall, with only brief flashes of intense clarity. Most of your time was spent Bonding, the handlers pushing you and Jag together far more than will ever be allowed again, outside of work. You think, maybe, this is another reason they keep Potentials separated, as it's far easier to Bond a pair when they are each other's only significant human contact. You should probably be bitter about this, just as you should be bitter about the near-constant training they put you through, the experiences that leave one or both of you(usually you) severely injured(another manipulation tactic. put two people through dangerous situations and they'll almost always come together to survive). Time not spent with him is all white walls and pseudo-medical procedures, refining you into something even better suited for war. Augmentation, replacement, additions and implants. You stop keeping track of the changes after a while. It's not like they've told you all of it anyway.

Eventually(a year? two?) they deem the two of you fully Partnered and complete, give you your own accommodations in the city. It's not charity, of course, they need the space for new Potentials, and it helps keep the citizens in line knowing there are bioengineered superhumans living among them, but you are relieved to finally be out of  the facility. It's not freedom, not really, not when you have a tracker under your skin, lists of tasks to perform, reports to submit, but it's better. It's the closest thing to freedom that you've ever known.

There is a ripple of sensation across the underside your forearm, familiar by now, and you look down to see patrol? inked across the skin. The science is beyond you, you were created to fight not think, something about chromatophores and cell mirroring and nanobots, but the higher-ups implant it in all Partners, giving them a way to communicate without needing to speak. It's meant for stealth-ops mostly, but apparently Jag has no qualms about using it like a common texting device. You shouldn't be surprised. He has no reverence for anything this world has to offer. At least he's asking about work rather than something frivolous. Still, you don't remember seeing 'patrol' on your list of tasks for the day. Maybe you missed it, somehow? You check again, but the list is short, with today technically being a rest day. Brow furrowed with confusion, you wave your hand over the message, let the sensors wipe your skin clean, and reply we aren't scheduled for patrol. No, but I'm outside. Chop chop. You go.

Later you'll find yourself wondering how he knew where you live. He shouldn't, the government purposefully keeps the location of Partners from each other to discourage visits. The only personal time you'll be allowed together is to be strictly monitored and scheduled, to keep you from growing too close. Loyalty to each other on the battlefield is one thing, but personal loyalty, loyalty that might override duty, is grounds for execution.

Time wears on, and these unscheduled patrols become a staple on days where neither of you are busy with other things. He doesn't come to your apartment again, always has you meet him, and you wonder if there were repercussions for that first time, but he never mentions it and you don't ask. Instead he whisks you through the city, teaches you to navigate the lesser-known areas as well as the main streets and market squares. Shows you the blindspots of the city, narrow alleyways and long abandoned buildings that have been deemed worthless, the prying eyes of the overlords moved on to more profitable(more heavily frequented) areas. Has you time how long it takes to check these hidden places, again and again and again until you know it by heart.

You are keeping time the first time he takes your hand in his, a few feet into a shadowed alley. You jolt away like you've been electrocuted, stop and stare in sheer disbelief, but he keeps walking, casting a glance back over his shoulder. "We can do this or not, but you've got about 7 seconds before the handlers watching our trackers get suspicious. Get moving." He sounds brisk, unaffected, but when you sidle up beside him and shyly slide your hand into his again he grins like you've just given him the world, lifts it to brush a kiss over your knuckles. Thirty eight seconds later he strolls out of the alley just slightly ahead of you, nonchalant, hands tucked into his pockets. For the first time ever, you hate this society you've been born into.

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans are Space Orcs “Fueled by Hatred”

Hello everyone, today I decided to write for those people who are more interest in the space stuff and the more deep disturbing topics, but Don’t worry, I will be continuing Krill’s adventures on earth.

READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED: this contains gore and violence.

Please keep sending me your suggestions and ideas. I enjoy it, and it helps me to determine what people are and are not interested in. 

I’ve seen something about humans, something that I cannot unsee.

It haunts me.

Have you ever noticed that humans are a weird paradox of strength and weakness? They are built soft and sort of squishy, but there is no argument, that humans are one of the most dangerous creatures in the galaxy, and one of the hardest to kill. To continue this paradox, an adult human is nearly impossible to defeat, but a human infant may just die for no reason.

Humans were born on a death planet, they are without the protection of fur or an egg (humans have live birth). Because of their physical structure, human women cannot support an infant with a fully developed cortical structure. For this reason humans are born practically blind, and completely helpless, and they will remain so for many years. It takes almost two decades for the human brain to develop to full maturity.

For this reason, human children are extremely vulnerable.

However, this weakness has allowed nature to compensate the infant’s weakness by increasing the protective instincts of parent human, and most adult humans even if they are not parents.

Human adults have been known to, lift objects more than twice their weight, leap into freezing water, fight off large animals and walk through fire for their offspring.

They have even been known to kill.

In fact, they will brutally rip apart members of their own species in order to protect their young.

If you don’t want to take my word for it, just ask a human. They have no problem admitting this to you. I guarantee if you ask them they will say and I quote, “If someone hurt my kids, I will destroy them.” Some of you may say this is just hyperbole and, depending on the situation, it might be, but I also guarantee there are times in which this is under exaggerated.

Total destruction cannot begin to fathom what a human will do to you.

They will unmake you.

***

Three separate ships and three crews had come together to investigate the tip. One crew was Human, one ship was Rundi, and one ship was Drev. Each crew had at least one human on board, and the human crew had one nonhuman.

Krill had never seen such a diverse group coming together and working with each other. Massive Drev stood tall above their human and Rundi counterparts. One human even rode easily on the back of a Drev serving as a second pair of eyes plasma rifle poised over the massive creature’s shoulder.

All in all there were three strike teams one from each ship and about seven people on each team. Captain Vir headed one of the teams having more tactical experience than many of the people on his crew, Krill had been added to the team for his medical experience. He stayed at the back of the group behind the more experienced field operatives.

He was happy to stay right where he was.

Captain Vir took point as the three groups fanned out in a relatively triangular formation.

They were investigating a couple of things. Number 1 was a small issue and included the problem of improper IGFDA certification on food packing. Products coming out of this factory were improperly labeled without all the requisite ingredient labels. Issue 2 there had been a rash of missing person’s reported in this area, and it was unknown where they could be located. The factory was the only conceivable place large enough to house that sort of thing, and number 3, the factory was run by known members of the Prodigium race’s mob, so this was as good a place as any to start.

They spread out from their established pattern and made their way in a large circle around the building. The Rundi took the docking bay, the Drev took the front entrance, and the Humans entered through the side doors. They moved swiftly and silently clearing rooms before silently moving on keeping in quiet contact with the two other teams. The building was laid out in increasingly smaller squares, so eventually, the group of them met up at the second-to-last square towards the center. All they had seen so far was storage areas, docking bays and packing plants.

They met u with the Drev team at a third door, half of each team fell back leaving Captain Vir, and the leader of the Drev stacked up on the door. The Drev commander nodded to Captain Vir who allowed the door to be opened for him, he swung into the room, and then stopped very suddenly. The Drev glanced over his head and had a similar reaction.

A waft of frigid air chilled Krill to the bone.

“Captain?” A team member whispered.

After a long pause the man turned to face them.

Krill felt the room grow cold and it wasn’t just the air from the freezer unit. It was as if time had cowered to the corners, and all sense of lighthearted laughter had fled from the man. His face grew pale and then tipped back towards red. His hands balled into white knuckled fists, his lips tightened mouth twitching. But his eyes, horror drained to be replaced by pure absolute rage and hatred.

Mercy winked out.

The ten foot tall Drev commander stepped back a pace.

One of the other humans saw the reaction and peered over his shoulder. His reaction was instant turning to the wall and retching violently. The human on the back of the Drev leaped to the floor and trotted over. Captain Vir grabbed her arm as if to stop her, but it was too late.

The plasma rifle shattered in her hands as if it were made of aluminum or glass.

Everyone took a step back.

When she turned to face them, her face was twisted into an expression of such predatory rage that Krill felt his heart freeze.

Captain Vir shut the door, but the damage had been done, whispers spread around the room, and quietly, one after another the humans grew still and silent aside from shaking hands of absolute unadulterated wrath.

The Rundi appeared somewhere during this and eventually Krill learned what had happened.

From what he understood, when the captain had opened the door, he had seen a meat processing plant and freezer. Meet was being disassembled into its component parts for packaging and eventual sale, the problem?

They were human parts, and they weren’t very big.

The rest of the hallway watched in fear as the creatures, once known as human, stalked passed them. Their teeth were bared like wolves, their hands twisted into talons their eyes were dark, their backs bent forward, focused pits of hatred, and in their hands they brandished any weapon they could find. The Drev crewwoman held a massive knife in her hand in replacement to her broken weapon.

And they moved like shadows, feet that had once shuffled were absolutely silent bodies moving with unparalleled predatory precision. Writhing muscle churned in the shoulders, veins stood out on hands and necks, teeth glinted.

Krill kept well back with the Drev following at a distance as the humans moved forward flowing like a ribbon of death on a sour wind.

The humans made it to the next room before the rest of them, and they wiped through like a wave of decimation.

The Prodigi had been sitting in a large circle playing some sort of game when the humans attacked.

They didn’t stand a chance.

Krill had never seen anyone kill with that sort of emotionless precision. The first humans moved taking one violent movement to slit the throats of the guards. Thick green ichor sprayed violently from the slits as bodies slumped to the ground.

Green oozed from the walls.

Other humans spilled through the gap overwhelming their foe before action could be taken. The next creature was bludgeoned to death. Rifle butts glowed with luminous liquid.

And still the humans did not stop.

Without fear or thought they stalked towards their enemies taking terrible hits with barely a sound. When weapons refused to work, they used whatever weapons they had, their fists, their fingernails, their teeth.

The last and largest of the creatures was able to stabilize himself enough to fight backhanding captain Vir into a stack of cages with a clatter. Cries rang out from inside those cages.

The cries of human young.

The massive creature tried escaping, but he had missed one of the humans crouching in the darkness as chaos reigned around her.  

The screams of the dying.

Then she leaped coughing the creature around the shoulders locking her legs around its massive neck, and then squeezing.

The creature bellowed and then choked swatting at her and flailing about, but she did not let go allowing the massive muscles of her legs to slowly choke the life out of the creature. She never let go clinging tighter as the thrashing grew more frenzied. The creature sunk to its knees she snarled in rage.

It fell to it’s back flailing pathetically.

The rest of the humans had stopped to watch completely silent. Krill moved forward as if to stop the human, the danger was passed, but a strong arm stopped him. Krill looked up to find Captain Vir holding him back. Blood leaked from a cut at his temple painting his face red. His eyes were absolutely cold devoid of sympathy as he watched the creature choke.

The room was absolutely silent but for those gurgling cries.

The humans did not move to stop their companion, and neither did the rest of the crews.

She squeezed harder constricting like a snake crushing the creature to death.

He eventually grew still, she held on longer.

At first no one moved.

And then it was like a light was flipped on. The human eyes widened, their bodies straightened, their hands unclenched, and they turned rushing to the cages smiling and whispering encouragement as they broke open the cages and liberated their young. The wide eyed children clung to the adult humans spirited away from their imprisonment.

Captain Vir grinned at Krill as he walked form the room carrying two, one for each arm, “Adorable aren’t they?”

Krill just watched.

***

Turns out that since humans are so soft, their meat is a prized delicacy on the black market. The more tender the meat, the better, so certain groups of aliens had been paying for the meat of children like a human would pay for veil.

They had harvested their prey and packaged it in this area and then sent it out to specific buyers. This error had cost them their lives.

Though the galactic assembly did an investigation, nothing ever came of it. Both the Rundi and the Drev kept silent about the whole situation. The humans claimed self-defense, krill kept what he had seen locked away in the back of his head always aware of what hid inside his smiling human companions.

Humans are willing to kill, fueled by rage they are ruthless and without mercy.  

To hurt a human child is to immediately forfeit your life.

They will unmake you