First of all I am loving the comics especially the metarex saga ones and I can't wait for more but I have to ask. Does Cosmo lose her right eye? I ask because in part one when we can see her face her right eye is blacked out and in part 2 we can see her covering her right eye with blood on her hand
Hi r3d-d0t! I'm so happy you're enjoying my comics! It means a lot!
To answer your question, yes. She lost it when Narcissus struck her on page 7 in Burning Hatred. The eye being hidden in part 1 was a bit of foreshadowing to this, which I like to do a lot hehehee. I don't have the concept drawn yet as I've been busy focusing on finishing the Moonbeast Saga, but I was thinking she grows/gets this cool flowery eye patch that resembles the two large flowers on her head. I thought it'd be a fun way to mix up her design and make it more original!
Thanks for the question! I enjoyed getting to dive a little deeper into it! đž
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THE MOONBEAST SAGA: Roses
(this chapter takes place immediately following "Breakfast")
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She didnât know where her feet were taking her, but Amy needed some time alone, away from the tense atmosphere at the breakfast table. She hoped the crisp, autumn air gracing the universityâs many walkways would help clear her mind of its seemingly endless troubles. Yet every time she would breathe deeply and focus on her
surroundingsâthe weather-worn and stained bricks singing each buildingâs rich and vast history; the morning dew adorning each blade of grass like a glittering tiara, reflecting sunlight like tiny decorative diamonds; the shadows cast by each leaf of each
tree, dancing gently at the windâs commandâher mind would gradually slip back into the darkness, replaying the events of the past fortnite like an old videotape.
Except the images in her mind were as clear as her weak, trembling hands: just like the leaves about to fall from the trees above her. She ruminated over these events once more. It had all started just under two weeks ago on a day just like any other. Sheâd woken up and made breakfast for the two of them, since Eve wasnât exactly what youâd call a chef. She smiled, thinking back on the day Sonic suggested Eve stay with her, similar to he and Tails. He really wasted no time making sure she felt at home on Mobius. Amy was glad she agreed to it because to her, Eve became a little sister just like Cream.
She reminisced over the rest of her day. The two of them had errands to run, so they parted ways, agreeing to meet up at Sonicâs place later that evening to check on the cold-stricken hedgehog and walk home together. She chuckled with the memory of their most-recent trip to the beach in which Knuckles had âconvincedâ the blue blur to
take a dip in the ocean, against his will of course, before he had to be unceremoniously dragged back to shore after sinking like a brick. She had made sure the echidna guardian would feel the impact of her hammer for days, Eve for weeks. Sonic, unfortunately, had to deal with the aftermath of being soaked as a gust of cool wind passed by, one that resulted in an entire week of house-restâTailsâ orders. Sheâd gone into town and then to Vanillaâs house, where she helped Cream
practice her newest recipes in her lineup of culinary masterpieces. The afternoon had passed by at almost âSonicâ-speed, with her nearly forgetting her aforementioned plans. She waved goodbye and was on her way as a crimson sun set below the horizon, millions of stars slowly dotting the blackening night sky.
What a perfect day.
Until she arrived at nightfall.
It was all a blur: the door nearly bursting off its hinges, the subsequent gale that nearly blew her away, the flash of golden light shooting off into the skyâŠ
TheâŠblood.
There wasâŠso muchâŠ
Amy shook her head. She may have been alone in her walk through the universityâs grounds, but if she lost her head now, when everyone else already seemed to be jumping out of their skin at the current situationâŠ
Her mind wandered yet again, but this time to when sheâd met up with Sonic and Tails in the professorâs office twelve days ago. She could never forget it: the terrified look on Sonicâs face and his silent, yet panicked demeanor; how hard he was trembling, his heart and mind clearly shattering like the planet when Tailsâ scan came back
revealing the condition he was in; her attempts to ease that panic when night quickly and inevitably fell upon him, and of courseâŠ
Him crying out in agony as she could only sit there and watch helplessly.
She felt, in a way, like she had failed him, despite knowing that to be the furthest thing from the truth. Still, she felt sick to her stomach watching him clearly growing more exhausted and distressed by the day. On top of that, he was racing around trying to put the world back together. Perhaps it was the hope that fixing the planet would end his
curse that drove Sonic, no, everyone to search for these temples tirelessly.
Everyone, that is, except Eve, who has been completely left in the dark on Sonicâs curse. Amy didnât feel right about that. From the first moment Sonic had asked her to keep it a secret she was against it. Tails, on the other hand, supported Sonic unwaveringly. Still, she couldnât argue against the reason he gave her, even if she believed Sonicâs mind wasnât in the best place right now. He was right: with the circumstances that led to that space station as well as his curseâŠ
The truth would break her.
Regardless of the differences in opinion on the matter, that was one thing everyone could agree on. Although, after seeing her this morning, Amy knew without a shred of doubt, even if Tails denied itâŠ
Eve had figured out their secret.
How she had figured it out, Amy had no idea. The real question was, who would talk first and what would be said? Amy wanted so badly to bridge that gap, yet she couldnât bring herself to betray Sonicâs trust like that. And as for approaching Sonic, well, he didnât need to be more stressed and panicked than he already was, even if he made poor attempts to hide it during the day with his signature smile and thumbs up. As for at nightâŠwho knows what heâd been up to. He kept disappearing anymore, for one to keep Eve at bayâunsuccessfully she might addâand also just as likely as a means
of trying not to worry anyone elseâagain, unsuccessfully. As frustrating as it was, what else was he to do: sit idle and let his anxiety consume him day after day, night after night, as the clock ticked by, bringing on the inevitable?
âAAARRRRGH!!!!â Amy grabbed her head and yelled out in frustration. This was all too much. She felt powerless and she hated it.
Yet what else was there to do?
There was nothing she could do.
As her racing thoughts finally quieted and slowed, leaving her more exhausted than when sheâd woken up this morning, Amy found herself standing in front of a small tea parlor in the middle of town. The sign was a light, pale green with dark green trim, beveled at the sides so as to stand out against the flat, golden, brick storefront. On it was a series of small, green and large, pink cursive letters that read, Descendez Ă La Sucre et Romarin. She stared ahead at the olive-green door with a bell at its top, ready to alert the cafe owner of any new customers.
Well, what else was there to do?
Ring! Ring!
A young womanâs voice called out from underneath the counter. âOuch! Just a minute!â She quickly stood up and brushed off her arms, a noticeable red mark donning her forehead.
Amy stepped forward curiously, âUmmâŠAre you okay?â
The woman perked up, casually waving off the question, âHuh? Oh, me? Nah, Iâm fine! I was just grabbing some spare change for the register andâŠwellâŠyou caught me just as I banged my head on the cabinet door.â She rubbed her head and laughed nervously.
âOh my gosh! Iâm so sorry! I didnât mean to startle you!â
âNo! No! Itâs fine! Really! I do this sort of thing all the time! HeheheâŠItâs like Iâm cursed or somethingâŠâ The human woman noticed Amyâs downcast expression at that last comment. She paused for a moment, then smiled warmly, ââŠWhy donât I fix you up my special recipe. My treat. Then we can sit down and talk.â
Amy nodded despondently in response, still staring off into the tiled floor beneath her as the young woman walked over to the front door, flipping the sign to âclosedâ, then went into the back room to gather some ingredients. When she returned, she set everything down at the workstation and got to work, her hands dancing gracefully from
one measuring cup to the next and finally to the ceramic cup ready to serve. The refreshing and semi-sweet aroma lulled Amy out of her trance, finding the woman already sitting at one of the tables, tapping on its surface as a motion for Amy to join her. She smiled weakly and nodded, joining the woman and taking a sip of the tea.
The taste gave Amy her escape she so desperately wanted at the moment. She could taste the forest with its fresh, clean air and pine trees. She could taste the summer sun and the winter moon above as well as thousands of twinkling stars in a clear, breezy evening. She could taste the roses in her flower garden back homeâŠ
Amy returned to the present, her face now soaked in her tears. She couldnât stop them. She tried. She really, really tried. But they wouldnât stop.
âIâm-Iâm sorryâŠâ Amy sniffed and wiped away some tears, only for them to be immediately replaced by more, âI-I donât know what came over me. I just-!â She buried her face in her hands.
The woman continued to smile and spoke softly, âHey now, donât apologize for crying. We all have these moments sometimes. Itâs important to let it out like this so that we donât let it fester and consume our thoughts. Just take your time. Thereâs no rush.â
âB-But there is! A-And I donât know what to do! I just-!â Amy began to wail, letting out all of the pent up tension from the past couple weeks, roaming through those painful memories one final time before, eventually, coming back to the present and calming herself. The woman produced a handkerchief from her pocket and offered it to Amy.
âThere you go. Just let yourself cry, as much as you need to.â Amy blew her nose, âAre you feeling any better?â
Amy nodded in response.
The woman smiled brightly, âGood.â She stood up and went behind the counter to grab something, âItâs just like my Papa always says, âThere is nothing that will quell your inner turmoil better than a spot of teaâŠââ She sat back down, placing down a place of food as she continued mimicking the quoteâs owner, ââOver a plate of delicious
cucumber sandwiches, of course!â Hehehe!â
Amy stared at the familiar sandwiches for a moment before looking up at the woman in shock, âWHAAAAATT!? Professor Pickle is-!?â
âYep! Heâs my grandfather! But once I called him Papa and it just stuck! Hehehe!â
âNo way! Heâs been helping us on our current journey to restore the planet!â
âI know. Heâs told me all about you four! Plus, I have an inkling your blue friend is the legendary âGalactic Heroâ that saved us from the Metarex a couple of years back. Rumor has it, you come from another planet not too far from here.â
Amy stared in awe, then smiled a bit bashfully, âI guess we really left an impact, huh?â
âOh, absolutely! In fact, your actions helped inspire me to open up this shop! I wanted to use my gifts to help people, even in the smallest of ways! Just like you right now. I want this to be a safe place for people to stumble across and find their way homeâŠâ The woman looked down thoughtfully, with a smile on her face, âJust like how the university was for meâŠâ
Amy looked at her curiously, âHm? What do you mean by that?â
âYou seeâŠThe professor isnât really my grandfather. In fact, I donât have any family that I can remember. My earliest memory was that of playing in the forest. I wandered a bit too far chasing some fireflies and quickly found myself lost. The rest of it is fuzzy, like some distant dream. I believe it was snowing? Anyway, I ended up on the professorâs office doorstep hungry, afraid, and all alone as a young toddler. He took me inside and took good care of me, searching around for my parents in the process. Both of us were alone in life, and during that time, we bonded. After about a year of searching, he realized they were probably gone. So, he decided to adopt me. He gave me a home, a family, an education, and a life that I wake up to each day grateful to be given.â
Amy was tearing up again, âThat is so sweet. I had no idea Professor Pickle had a granddaughter!â
âWell, I try to stay close by and see him regularly. That was why I set up my shop here, in the heart of town! Lately though, in the past couple of weeks, itâs been dangerous for me to go visit Papa after I close up, so I havenât been around the university in a while. He warned me to stay inside my shop but never fully explained why. Finally, I grew tired of waiting and walked across town a few nights ago. Barely a few steps away from the shop and I was ambushed by theseâŠglowing creatures! I thought it was all overâŠuntil another one, fur glowing white in the moonlight, jumped in and saved me. I was scared at first, but quickly realized he wasnât going to hurt me. That was when Papa showed up. He held me tight and thanked my new friend profusely, who winked and gave a thumbs up in returnâŠlike this!â The woman mimicked the motion, âThen, he took off. My guessâŠwas to continue protecting those of us in needâŠ
Like a true hero.â
Amyâs eyes were wide in awe. All of that anxiety, all of that panic from before, it was gone. In its place was unbridled admiration and joy that her friend was still in there, doing his best to shine through the ever-growing darkness in any way he possibly could.
She clutched a hand over her heart, letting a few tears roll as she smiled knowingly.
âThank youâŠfor sharing that story.â
The woman watched Amy happily, âOf course! Thank you for being such a good listener too!â
Amy beamed, âHehe! Anytime! UmmâŠâ
âDawn! My name is Dawn!â She beamed back.
âIâm Amy! Amy Rose!â
âRose, huh? Thatâs a beautiful last name! It reminds me of this shop! âRomarinâ is French for Rosemary! I love Roses!â
Amy giggled, âIs that what you put in this tea that made it so delicious?â
Dawn winked, âNope! That would be the moonbells that grow on the cliffside not too far from here!â She leaned in, whispering with a comical expression despite them being the only ones in the shop, âBut donât tell anyone okay? Thatâs a Pickle trade secret!â
Amy leaned in to whisper back, âDonât worry! Your secretâs safe with me!â
The two laughed and chatted some more over another cup of tea, then another, and then some more. Time seemed to move at âSonicâ-speed and soon it was almost evening, meaning it was time to head back. The bell rang twice once again as Amy exited the shop, waving to her new friend as she joyfully walked away, no longer consumed by the memories of the past fortnite. She was ready to move forward, to help each of her friends get through this turbulent and uncertain time. She believed in herself. She may not be able to end his curse or slow the ticking of the clock, but Amy Rose now knew that she was capable of doing great good with her unique gifts.
Even if it was in the smallest of ways.
Dawn waved back, âGoodbye, Amy Rose! Iâm so happy I met you!â She turned to re-enter her shop before pausing and turning back around, âOh! And tell Sonic I said âThank you for saving me!!!â I didnât get the chance!!!!â
Amy turned again, âWill do!!! Byee!!!â
Wait.
âYOU KNEW!?!?!?â
So much for keeping it a secret.
CHAPTER END.
(cn: Dawn is a reborn version of Eve from a rp server I am no longer active in; she is, technically speaking, completely canon from start to finish (which we will get to later); this chapter acted as a proper conclusion for her character while also giving her a role once more in the main story; also as a fun side note, she was extremely close to an alternate Amy in that rp, hence the scene setup between them and the many references in tow; thought it would be fun context to share)
(chapters are not released in the order they were created)
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Some days, I wish I had the wings to fly beyond the moon and starsâŠđâš
In case anyone else needed to hear this, you already have the wings and the courage to take flight and make a positive change in your life. Donât ever let anyone tell you otherwise. đ
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Hey everyone! Just a quick update:
I had a very stressful week this week and forgot to queue my next chapter (I have to use my pc because the app only allows 10 images). I have a few things to take care of irl but I'll be posting the chapter in a day or so as well as queueing the next few weeks in advance in case this kind of thing happens again.
That's all. I hope you all have an awesome weekend! đ
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Darkest Terror: Burning Hatred CONCEPT SHEET
(spoilers for the chapter below)
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SHADOW SAGA: A Heart of Gold
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Blades of grass danced gently in the hillsideâs warm, late-spring breeze. The brilliant afternoon sun beamed down from above, inviting the sceneryâs vibrant hue to awaken and share their artistry with the rest of the world. Flickies filled the air with their sweet, happy melody as peace continued to reign over Mobius, the incident with the Black Arms all but a distant and fading memory.
Shoom!
The grass stirred from the sudden gale, yet quietly returned to their gentle dance.
Shoom!
The flickies glanced at the streak of cyan now lining the hillside, yet they continued their peaceful tune without any worries or qualms.
Shoom!
He was known by many names: The Galactic Hero, The Hero of Mobius, The Fastest Being in the Universe, The Blue BlurâŠ
But his closest friends called him by only one.
CRASH!!
âWatch where youâre going, Faker!â
The âFakerâ in question popped back onto his feet, rubbing the now sore spot on his head where heâd collided with the young, incredibly moody and admittedly just as fast, hedgehog, âWhy donât YOU watch where YOUâRE going!â He shook his head, âGrr! Look! I donât have time for this Shadow! Iâm gonna be late and I still havenât found the perfect g-AH!â
His younger, arguably equally as powerful, counterpart had taken a swing at him. Sonic dogged, quickly shoving his arm to the otherâs forehead, stopping the smaller hedgehog in his tracks while crossing his legs and comically looking down at his free hand as if to admire some nonexistent nail polish, âYou done yet, kid? I donât have all day.â
âGrrrr! Donât call me âkidâ!!! Iâm 50 years older than you, you know!!â
âTaking a few long naps doesnât count, kid. I still have five years of life experience over you.â
Shadow huffed in defeat and jumped back, relenting his futile position, âWhere are you off to in such a hurry anyway?â
âI could ask you the same thing? You crashed into me too, you know?â
Shadow immediately jumped on the defensive, âI donât have to answer that!â
Sonic held up his arms in surrender, âOkay. Okay. Sheesh!â He paused for a moment before continuing.
Sonic rubbed the back of his head nervously, âWellâŠtoday is Eveâs 16th birthday andâŠadmittedly, IâŠhavenât found her the right gift yetâŠheh hehâŠâ There was a moment of pause as his lack of a proper gift weighed on him, âSheâs one of my best friends soâŠâ
The younger hedgehog scoffed and flashed his older counterpart a cocky grin, âThatâs pretty bad, Faker.â
A serious and stern expression crossed the Blue Blurâs face, âNot as bad as forgetting her birthday altogether. Am I right, Shadow?â
Shadow looked genuinely shocked, then jumped into a defensive stance once more, âI didnât forget!! IâŠjustâŠâ He averted his gaze.
Sonic cocked his head in confusion for a moment before the realization of the kidâs situation hit him full force. A teasing and mischievous grin spread across his muzzle, threatening to consume his whole face if only he could let it.
âYou canât find her a gift either, can you?â
The hedgehogâs ebony hue turned almost as red as the stripes on his quills.
ââŠNo.â
Sonic zipped in front of Shadowâs view, âWell then, why donât we team up? We can find a couple of presents and head to the party together!â
Shadow turned away.
Sonic gently nudged Shadow with a comical and teasing gesture, âCâmooooon! Iâll be fuuuunnnâŠ.â
Shadow continued to look away before eventually offering a solution, ââŠRouge has a lot ofâŠâspare jewelryââŠthat we can look throughâŠâ
Sonic shot a suspicious glance at the mention of the supposedly âspare jewelryâ. Knowing Rouge, they were most definitely priceless artifacts sheâd snagged over the years. Also knowing Rouge, most of them had to have come from her hot-headed boyfriend up in the sky. Although Sonic couldnât argue: the two of them did make for a surprisingly functional and cute couple.
âFollow me.â
With that, the two supersonic heroes raced through the hills, taking caution to not disrupt the flow of nature with any accidental speed boosts as they hurried to theirâhopefully present-filledâdestination. Though neither wanted to admit it to the other, neither would settle for some random, trivial gift. It had to be special. It had to have meaning. Otherwise, it wouldnât be a gift worth giving in the first place.
Within minutes, the two had arrived at a small, white, domed-shaped house close to the town Sonic and his closest friends frequented when searching for ingredients for Amyâs latest dish, selling parts and services to maintain his little brotherâs workshop, or hosting a party like the one today for his dear friend who, at one point not all that long ago, had struggled to find her place as the only human among a world of MobiansâŠbesides Eggman that is. Now, just over a year later, she was known and loved by many, always excited to visit town and see how everyone is doing; listening to their stories from over the years; entertaining the children with her music, games, and creativity; exploring and helping folks with the most menial tasksâŠ
Sheâd made a home for herself here and Sonic was happy for her.
âFaker! Quit daydreaming! Weâre here.â
Shadow reached inside his one sock, producing a small key. He inserted it into the doorâs lock and turned the knob with a sharp âclickâ. He gently pushed open the door, which creaked slightly on its hinges. Sonic noticed the Ultimate Life Formâs tense demeanor practically melt away as he slid off his shoes on the heart-shaped mat at his feet. The blue hero followed suit, not wanting to disrespect the kidâs home, which Sonic took in with awe. Gentle beams of sunlight illuminated each room through pink-tinted curtains. A large, black sofa sat center in the living room, which led off seamlessly into a neighboring kitchen. Sonic was surprised to see a small flight of stairs near the front door leading to an upper story, given the small outward appearance of the house. Everything from the art, to the wall color, to the carpet, to the flowers and the vases: they were all either white, pink, or black.
And honestly, the aesthetic worked surprisingly well, giving the entire house a quiet, cozy atmosphere.
Sonic whistled, âI knew Rouge took you in after the whole âMetal Overlordâ incident, but I never expectedâŠthis. Iâve gotta hand it to you: this is a pretty nice place youâve got here, Shadz!â
Shadow stiffened, whipping his head around, âDONâT call me that!!â Then he added under his breath, âFakerâŠâ
âWhat was that?â Sonic asked smugly, having heard that last comment clear as day.
âNothing! Look, justâŠpick something you like and get out! I have to figure out my present and get going.â He stormed upstairs.
Sonic rolled his eyes. He spotted a nearby jewelry dish and began making his way over, hoping to find something of note, âSheesh! Wouldnât kill you to show some hospitality you grumpy little-â
He paused, something near the sofa catching a ray of sunlight and reflecting a glittering gold light into his eye. He flinched at the sudden reflection but slowly made his way over to the object, picking it up to get a better look.
In his hand was a small, golden locket in the shape of a heart.
Curiosity got the better of him and Sonic popped the locket open, only to find that it was empty. There were no pictures. Just a shining, golden backdrop ready to be filled with the precious memories of its next wearer.
Sonic beamed, âOh! Wow! Hey, thisâll be perfect!â He called out, turning back towards the front door, âAlright, Shadow! Iâm ready to g-!â
His eyes met flaming-red irises, staring intensely at the locket he held in his hand.
âGive me that locket.â
âHuh!? No way! You said âpick something you like and get outâ, so I did and I am!â Sonic began to walk towards his shoes before being interrupted by a sudden swipe at his hand. He dodged it, pulling his hand back defensively, taking care not to bump into any furniture.
âI want to give it to her!â
Shadow swiped again. Sonic dodged.
âPick.â
Again, he swiped. Again, Sonic dodged.
âSomething.â
Another swipe. Another dodge.
âELSE!â
Sonic jumped up, gracefully landing on the backboard of the sofa where he now perched, clearly having the advantage, âDude, whatâs your deal!?â
Shadow rammed into the sofa with full force, âYOU WOULDNâT UNDERSTAND!!!â
Sonic jumped down and grabbed the sofa with his free hand, restoring it to its original position, âThen HELP me understand! WHY is this so important to you!?â
âBECAUSE IT WAS MARIAâS!!!â
Both of them froze stiff, staring at the other hedgehog in shock. The two of them stayed like that for a moment, the tension in the air now gone, replaced with a quiet sadness. Sonicâs face grew concerned and sympathetic. He tried to find the words, but they caught in his throat, âI-IâŠâ He didnât know what to say.
Shadow sighed. He knew better from his recent adventures than to keep pushing everyone away with his anger. There was no way that blue idiot could have known unless he told him. He looked down and closed his eyes thoughtfully.
âMariaâŠshe loved to read books and gain all the knowledge of the planet below. Pa-Professor Gerald built her a library on the Ark filled to the brim with them. There was knowledge, love, and care practically spilling out of that room. It was Mariaâs favorite place to be and then, after I was born and found my way into her lifeâŠas a genuine member of the Robotnik familyâŠit became my favorite place too. We would spend hours in there, day after day, week after week, year after year, her reading me all of her favorite books and teaching me everything she knew from the flora and fauna to the humansâ customs and tall tales.â Shadow smiled, letting out a small chuckle, âShe even taught me how to read, you know. Every time I pick up a book, itâs like sheâs still here with meâŠhugging me tight and telling me that itâs all going to be okayâŠâ He snapped out of his trance for a moment, noticing the blue blur and looking away quickly in embarrassment, âA-Anyway, one year we were looking through a book on earthly fashion and costumes and she spotted a picture of that very locket. When I saw her eyes light up, wellâŠI asked the professor if he could procure it, given his ties to the planet below andâŠG.U.NâŠâ Shadow had to pause for a moment, âHe taught me what a âgiftâ truly meant and Iâll never forget how happy Maria was when I handed it to her. She told me it was âthe best gift she had ever receivedâ. We never did get our picture taken. It wasnât all that longâŠbeforeâŠâ He didnât dare finish that statement and he didnât have to.
Sonic knew what he meant.
âI found itâŠher locketâŠstill on the Ark all these years laterâŠI was going to hold onto it, to keep it for myself, butâŠEve sheâsâŠsheâsâŠjust like herâŠand IâŠI wanted toâŠâ He turned away quickly. The last thing he wanted was for his #1 rival to see him cry. He hadnât meant to pour out his heart like that, but once the memories started flowing, he just couldnât stop himself. He liked remembering Maria. He wanted to remember MariaâŠespecially the good times they shared together all those years ago.
âShadowâŠâ Without any hesitation, he held out his hand to the dark hedgehog, âHere. You give it to her. It belongs to you.â
Shadow turned around, a stunned expression lining his tearful eyes, âIâŠâ He took the locket and smiled, âThank you, Sonic.â
Sonic smiled back, placing his hands behind his head as if resting on them, âHeh heh! Donât mention it!â
Another moment passed, then Shadow looked at Sonic with concern,
âWaitâŠwhat about you?â
Sonic shrugged, heading towards the front door, âEhâŠIâm pretty fast when it comes to thinking on my feet.â He slipped on his shoes and tapped a foot behind him before throwing a wink at Shadow, âSee you at the party, Shadz!â
Shoom!
âWha-! I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT, FAKER!!!!!!â
âHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!â
Meanwhile, in the heart of the nearby town, the party was well underway. The birthday girl was playing tea party with Cream, Cheese, Rouge, and a nervous Knucklehead who was toeing the line between pretending to sip tea and wondering if the others were simply pulling a prank on him to keep the tea for themselves. The Chaotix were providing a fun and jazzy ambience to the scene with Vector on the piano, Espio on the saxophone, and Charmy hitting a small triangle above their heads. Vanilla was running the cake and snacks, often catching little winks from the large crocodile on stage and responding in like.
Tails and Amy, on the other hand, were not having as much fun.
âHmmâŠNo sign of him yetâŠâ
Amy was tapping her foot impatiently. How dare theirâsupposedlyâquick friend ruin the party sheâd planned to perfection. He was the fastest being in the known universe. How was he THIS late?
âOh Sonicâs going to get an EARFUL from me for taking so longâŠâ Her wrist cuffs began to glow, âAND a taste of my Piko Piko hamme-!!â
âThat wonât be necessary. He is on his way now.â
Amy and Tails turned to acknowledge the sudden voice behind them.
âSHADOW!?â
Eve hopped up excitedly and ran over to greet her new guest, âAhh! You actually came!â Despite any past misgivings, he was her friend now and she was excited to see him starting to let himself be included in events like this.
Shadowâs face turned red like the stripes on his quills as he mustered his courage, swiftly holding out his gift to her without so much as a returned greeting, âHere! I-I hope you like it!â
Eve giggled to herself at the hedgehogâs awkwardness but soon stared in awe at the golden locket dangling from his hands, âOh, Shadow!â She gently took hold of it and placed it around her neck, âI love it so much! Iâll never take it off for as long as I live!â She beamed, holding the golden heart tightly in her hands.
Shadow stared for a moment, remembering Mariaâs words to him those many, many years ago. He smiled brightly, âIâm happy!â
Rouge looked on from the distance with a knowing smile. That was all she ever wanted to hear from the young hedgehog.
Shoom!
âAnd hereâs MY present!â The Blue Blur gave an exaggerated bow as he made his swift and dramatic entrance.
âWha-! How long were you waiting to do that!?â Shadow stammered all flustered. How long had that blue idiot been watching him?
âLong enough. Heh heh!â Sonic whipped out a small camera he snagged from Tailsâ workshop, âCâmon, everybody! No time to lose!â He motioned to everyone to join.
Shadow smiled.
âEverybody say, âCHAOâ!!â
âCHAAAOOOOO!!!â
Click.
CHAPTER END.
(chapters are not posted in the order they were created)
(creatorâs note: this art piece is brand new and was specially made to go with this tumblr post despite the chapter being written months ago, I just never got around to making it until now, thanks for the motivation and I hope you enjoyed!)
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I canât believe itâs been over 6 months since I started ALTER CHAOS! Drawing nearly every day has definitely helped me improve and I wanted to celebrate with a redraw/write of one of my favorite pages in my current style! I hope you enjoy! đ
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Hi everyone!
First off, thank you for all the love and support for this series! I can't wait for you all to see what the future of ALTER CHAOS has in store, so buckle up! It's going to be a wild ride! đ
I wanted to make this post to announce how I plan to move forward with this series on my tumblr. As stated in my bio, ALTER CHAOS has been going on for about 7 months now over on my Discord with many adventures yet to be seen. While I have quite a few chapters of backup, I wanted to come up with a proper schedule so that I don't run out of content to share here should I need a break or anything.
My plan is to release a new chapter every week with 2-parters being released on Tuesday and Friday. Any chapters following a 2-parter will just pick up a week after it's final chapter. So following Darkest Terror, expect the next chapter to release on Friday, April 5. Also, chapters that just leave off on a cliffhanger or flow from one to the next will not count as 2-parters. Sorry hehehe đ
Any other art I make/post will not be on this schedule, so keep an eye out for random drops here and there. I still have a whole collection of art to post for this series and plan to help use it to fill the larger gaps in waiting for new chapters.
Alright! With all of that said, as always...
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Hi angelofdiamond!
I personally agree that Chris's arc in the show is good. Maybe I didn't phrase that the best lol. I like how he has to learn to stand on his own and becomes a solid addition to the cast by season 3.
I guess by "hatable" I just meant how most see him when watching. I think a fair criticism most have is how Chris has friends and hangs out with them frequently, yet claims to be entirely alone. I would have personally shifted more of his focus onto how he feels neglected specifically by his parents (and do in Alter Chaos), which is a completely fair claim. That in combination with Sonic becoming like family is totally understandable. I think the show presents a lot of nuance in this case, especially in the Japanese dub (which I have seen fully from start to finish and adore). The English dub really does suffer from the 4kids treatment and, unfortunately, is the most available version.
That being said, I still love the English dub. I grew up with it and the Jason cast. Heck, I think the season 1 comedy as well as SA2 were handled better in the English dub (Cruise Blues is a personal favorite apart from episode 67).
I could nerd out for hours on this show (and have before) so I'll stop here lol. My love for this series and all it's minor details REALLY fueled my storytelling and all it's possibilities!
Hi I saw your AU and I find the style really very cute (I love fluffy Sonic e.e) and I was wondering one thing, and I hope I'm not bothering you, but in your AU Sonic doesn't hate Chris does he đ„ș? Will there be any fluff and brotherly interactions between them as wellđ„č?
Hi angelofdiamond and thank you for saying you love my style! It's very manga inspired :3
You're not bothering me at all! I'm so happy to have received your question and would love to answer!
I am happy to report that Sonic does NOT hate Chris. In fact, I rewrote Chris's entire character arc to be centered around growing as a brother and as a person. I thought the parallel between him and Eve vs Sonic and Tails would offer many great interactions for Chris to still be inspired by Sonic like in the show, just in a somewhat different way.
Sonic doesn't hate Chris. Not even close. He just cares about both Thorndyke kids and wants to see them be able to have the same kind of relationship he and Tails do.
As we'll see in future chapters, it's a bumpy road. They sometimes get angry with each other and sometimes they make mistakes, but what matters is that they keep trying and keep growing little by little each and every day. They love and care for each other and don't give up and, eventually, we start to see that growth.
I hope this answers your question. I felt VERY strongly about not making Chris as hatable as he normally is because the potential is there. I want him to be someone you all root for!
And he definitely isn't the only one who makes mistakes or has flaws. We'll start getting to that pretty soon...*wink wink*
Thanks for the question angelofdiamond! I absolutely loved it! <3
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Hi I saw your AU and I find the style really very cute (I love fluffy Sonic e.e) and I was wondering one thing, and I hope I'm not bothering you, but in your AU Sonic doesn't hate Chris does he đ„ș? Will there be any fluff and brotherly interactions between them as wellđ„č?
Hi angelofdiamond and thank you for saying you love my style! It's very manga inspired :3
You're not bothering me at all! I'm so happy to have received your question and would love to answer!
I am happy to report that Sonic does NOT hate Chris. In fact, I rewrote Chris's entire character arc to be centered around growing as a brother and as a person. I thought the parallel between him and Eve vs Sonic and Tails would offer many great interactions for Chris to still be inspired by Sonic like in the show, just in a somewhat different way.
Sonic doesn't hate Chris. Not even close. He just cares about both Thorndyke kids and wants to see them be able to have the same kind of relationship he and Tails do.
As we'll see in future chapters, it's a bumpy road. They sometimes get angry with each other and sometimes they make mistakes, but what matters is that they keep trying and keep growing little by little each and every day. They love and care for each other and don't give up and, eventually, we start to see that growth.
I hope this answers your question. I felt VERY strongly about not making Chris as hatable as he normally is because the potential is there. I want him to be someone you all root for!
And he definitely isn't the only one who makes mistakes or has flaws. We'll start getting to that pretty soon...*wink wink*
Thanks for the question angelofdiamond! I absolutely loved it! <3
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Moonbeast Saga: COVER B
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SEVEN RINGS SAGA: A New Chapter
(creator's note: this is the direct followup to "The Perfect Day")
(chapters are not released in the order they were created)
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