"SCREEEEEEECHHH!" Sonic's infected form flings out from behind a tree, the loveable video game hedgehog reduced to a demonic, zombie-like monster, his skin sagging and strength increased ten thousand fold. *Bill cipher swings the bat of nails that Steve Harrington lended him, hitting him square in the face.

the creature groans, falling unconscious, allowing the rest of the sane members to run, booking it back to the shed, where they stop to catch their breath. "That's the last time I ever try to go outside again..." says miles, his spider-suit scratched up, and his arm wrapped in bandages from being attacked by light yagami, who's also infected. The spot nods, catching his breath, portals shifting. "you aren't wrong, kid." Adam chuckles, his once battle-ready avatar glitching slightly, not used to fighting things like this. he was so used to the ordinary monster in, 'The Hollow'. these were much more gruesome. "right?"

Will Graham paces in the back, coming up with whatever tactics possible. he was pretty damn difficult to physiologically manipulate monsters, so that was out of the question. and you sat on a wooden crate, gathering your thoughts.

it had been a few months since this apocalypse started- infecting all characters in it's wake- from Sonic the hedgehog to Harry Potter.* point is, you're all doomed.