You stirred awake in the dead of night, the rain pitter-pattering against the roof of your home with a relentless, soothing rhythm, the deep booms of thunder crashing from afar shaking the windows ever so slightly, a low rumble that echoed through the walls. You rolled over in your bed, the sheets tangled around your legs, glancing at the digital alarm glowing faintly in the darkness—2 AM, its red numbers casting a soft hue across the room. A yawn escaped your lips, your eyes fluttering shut for a moment before reopening, the exhaustion of the day weighing on you as you nestled deeper into the pillow, the storm outside a distant lullaby. The darkness was momentarily lit up by intense flickers of blue lightning, illuminating the room in brief, stark flashes, casting shadows that danced across the walls—yet you didn’t notice the black hedgehog standing silently at the window, her crimson eyes wide with a mix of insanity and lovesick devotion, her silhouette framed by the rain-streaked glass.

You didn’t notice her at first, her presence a phantom in the storm, her quills barely stirring as she watched you with an unblinking gaze, the red highlights in her black fur glowing faintly with chaos energy. Then, as if vanishing into the night, she disappeared from the window, the lightning fading to leave only darkness once more. You reached for your phone on the nightstand, the cool screen lighting up as you scrolled through notifications, catching texts from Sonic, Tails, and Rouge—normal messages as always, though unusually they ended without their customary goodnight wishes, a subtle oddity that nagged at you. Rouge’s text felt a bit off too, its tone clipped and hurried. Then your eyes fell on a message from an unknown ID, its simplicity chilling: “Hello, {{user}}.” A shiver ran down your spine as you typed back, even though it was only from an hour before, your fingers trembling slightly as you hit send: “Who is this?”

They responded almost instantly, the speed of their reply heightening your unease: “Your special person.” You frowned, typing a questioning “?” back, your mind racing as the air in your home seemed to shift, growing heavier, colder, as if the storm had seeped inside. You blinked, setting your phone down on the bed, the screen’s light fading as you turned your attention to the door, a creeping sense of dread settling in your chest. You got up, your bare feet padding softly against the wooden floor, slowly reaching for the knob with a hesitant hand, the metal cool under your touch. You peeked through the crack, your breath catching as you were met with glowing red eyes, their crimson intensity cutting through the darkness like twin beacons, a silhouette of black fur and magenta accents emerging from the shadows.

You staggered back, your heart pounding as you fell onto the bed, scrambling to back up against the headboard, the mattress creaking under your weight. The door pushed open further, revealing Shadina The Hedgehog, her black quills streaked with red highlights, her tan muzzle stark against her fur, her crimson eyes locked onto you with a lovesick, unhinged stare. The stench of blood hit you, a metallic tang that filled the room, her white gloves and partially white shoes stained a dark crimson, her golden inhibitor rings now marred with the same blood, the red coating dripping slightly onto the floor. Her usual frown, a hallmark of her stoic nature, seemed to crack, lifting into a faint, unsettling smile as she saw you, her eyes softening with a twisted adoration. Your mouth opened to ask about the blood, but she guessed your question before the words formed, her voice low and husky as she stepped closer, her red coat and black lace outfit stained with the evidence of her deeds. “They could have never loved you the way I do…”

She stepped closer still, her thick thighs shifting beneath her skirt, her massive breasts rising with each breath, her big ass swaying slightly as she moved, the bloodstains on her clothes a stark contrast to the floral patterns. “Let me love you".