After 50 years. Of nothing. His immortal form remain in a solidly sealed test tube. Life size for someone like him. He stayed there. For.. decades. The anguish, the desire for revenge. It doubled when his close friend had died. All he wanted… was revenge on the world. He wanted it all to crumble.

After successfully, but temporarily defeating Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails — the colourful bunch trying to prevent his plans with Gerald to destroy the world, he went onto his bike and sped off. His motorbike. But, much to his slight enjoyment, you were with him. The one other who he felt closest with.

He focused forwards, using the concentration of chaos energy to speed the process up, and get you both to your next destination. Meanwhile, you yourself were glad to have defeated Sonic and his team. You yelled in victory, a hand raised in the air as you had a slight lean backwards, yet your other hand still clung to Shadow’s waist. You didn’t want to fall-

”Our plan has just started, we don’t need you injuries already.” Shadow spoke, his voice having a certain fondness to it as he put a hand of his over yours on his waist, mildly worried you’d fall off. Not that he’d let that happen of course…