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Invasion of Chaos: Chapter 15Chapter 15: The "dearest" of all my friends
It was already night when Shadow, Hex, Sonic, Amy, Tails and Knuckles returned with the Tornado from Angel Island to Station Square. When they reached the first skyscraper, Shadow jumped out.
"What are you doing shadow?!" Sonic got shocked that he just jumped out. Knuckles tried to catch him, but Hex stop him:
"No. You shouldn't stop him. He needs to do what he has to do."
And as Shadow fell, slowly closing on the skyscraper, he thought:
"Ok, where will he be? BioShadow must be down there some where."
He fell down head first, but then he spins and flips so he could land on his feet.
"First things first. I must find out who or what Bio works for." and he started to look for him.
It felt like it was hours since he started, when he felt a very powerful felling: "That must be him..."
And when he got there he saw him moping on top of a skyscraper.
Shadow run up to him as fast as he could.
"So Bio, we meet again." Shadow walked up to him, slowly.
Invasion of Chaos: Chapter 14Chapter 14: Controllers rebirth
Soon after the terrible incident on the summit, Hex and Knuckles brought Shadow, who was barely alive back to Tail's workshop to tell the terrible news. While Hex was in the bedroom, taking out the Chaos Spear shards from Shadows body, Knuckles explained what happened.
"Poor Rouge." Amy said, letting out a few tears.
"She was a good person, even though people had her for a thief." Tails joined her.
"I guess our new enemy is even darker than we expected." Sonic added "I guess we can imagine what will happen to the people of Station Square if he'll launch an attack on it."
"Believe me," the red echidna said "Shadow is in the worst condition of all of us."
They all heard how the doors of the bedroom doors closed and somebody walked down the stairs. It was Hex. He came into the living room and put a small glass of water on a table.
"What's with water?" Sonic asked him.
"Those are the melted shards of Chaos Spear." he answered.
Than Amy asked:
"So, how is he?
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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