Humanity, Humans and Shadow

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Humanity, Humans and Shadow

By Harley Quinn hyenaholic

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Me: This is something I’ve been meaning to write for a long time. Shadow’s immortal. And everybody else isn’t. So what happens when he’s the last one alive? Vast, barely comprehensibly large amounts of angst are contained in the fanfic.

I do not own Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic, Eggman, Amy… or any of those people. I’m not making any money off them. I don’t actually own anything.

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It’s been over 200 years now, since the first time I died. Metaphorically, of course. You could say that watching Maria die killed a part of me, seeing as we shared a soul. Give or take a few years, of course. It gets hard to keep track of time after you watch it repeating itself for the zillionth time.

I watched them all die. Eggman was the first, just so you know. He was getting old and creaky, but he wouldn’t stop trying to take over the world. One day he didn’t get to the escape pod in time. And he died. It was one helluva fireworks display.

Of course, there were always psychos trying for world domination. Sonic never got bored. But when you gotta go, you gotta go. And he went. It was fast, I swear. He was only forty. He couldn’t bear to change though, and he still acted like he was 15, like he had a lifetime in front of him, and I guess he did. He lived every day like it was his last, and then one day it was.

Amy went all… weird after that. And died. Just six months after Sonic was killed in that explosion, she died in a hospital bed. I was at her side, you know. Me and Tails and Cream, all begging her not to give up, but she did. Just… fell apart, like a dishwasher whose warranty has expired. I think that I’ve only ever cried for two people - Maria, and her. Seeing her die… it would have killed me, if anything did back then.

Cream got killed in a car crash with her mom. A driving lesson. Now that is a stupid way to go. The other guy was drink driving. I barely knew the kid, but it still riles me the way he got just two years and his licence revoked. He practically murdered them!

Knuckles and Rouge got married. Had kids, all of them hideous freaks, none of which survived for more than a few weeks. And eventually they died. Rouge went first, but on his deathbed, Knuckles made me promise him to make sure nobody stole the Master Emerald, but I’ve never been good at promises. Eggman was dead, Rouge was dead… who wanted that stupid green rock then? A few jewel collectors, a few thieves… but hardly any of them could even find Angel Island, let alone negotiate its dangers.

Still, I lived up there for years, watching over the Master Emerald. It was lonely work, and that’s exactly the way I like it.

Tails died too. He had a wife, and he had kids. Perfectly normal kids. Smart and cute. But we grew apart. I was never all that close to the little rugrat, and without the others around I was just an extra leg.

All of Eggman's original robots are gone now. I can't say I'm sorry to see the back of them, but eventually, even Omega went... obselete. He lasted longer than the others but he's still made of metal and eventually he just shut down. Stopped being so advanced. Rusted away. So even his sorry excuse for a personality isn't around any more. I never thought I'd say this but... I miss him.

I’ve lived through three world wars, seen demons rise from hell, watched global warming, saved the world a couple of times too… and for what? So that people could go on living. After a while it got… repetitive. But that’s not the reason I’m here.

Seventy years ago, they invented cloning. They NEEDED it. After that fiasco with the suntan lotion that made almost 60% of men infertile, hot damn they needed it. And everybody needed it. So it was cheap. Of course, when you clone yourself, things start getting freaky. If a guy was cloned, and most of the time they were, then you’d get the daddy way too close to the kid, the mom had no bond, when the kid was rebuked the dad felt rebuked to, and families just fell apart. Sometimes, when the kid reached a certain age, the mom would fall in love with him. Freaky, huh?

Oh, there was still sex, but that was all. No love. No families. You’d think that everybody would look like everybody else, but after they hacked DNA, you could immunise your child from all sorts of shit, give them the night vision of a cat, the hearing of an owl, sense of smell of a dog, all that shit. AIDS is one thing, but when they cracked the spectrum disorders, you couldn’t even get a decent weirdo. Now everybody’s intelligent, attractive, and mentally stable.

But that’s not why I’m here either.

I’m over 200 years old, all my friends are dead, and I haven’t aged a day. I used to wonder whether mortals lived life that much better because they knew one day it would end. I used to dread finding out if they did. I’m still alive, and I will be until I’m killed. And it’s just going to go on and on, while I save humans, and watch them destroy humanity. Kill each other with their dumb wars. Destroy their planet.

So that’s why I’m here, standing at the replica Altar on ARK, looking at all seven Chaos Emeralds. They’ve finished charging up the Eclipse Cannon. The Biolizard is dead, but I’ve spent enough time around the Doctor to be able to do without it. The ARK is re-entering the atmosphere. It’s breaking apart. Just like me.

Maria once begged me to bring hope to humanity. Now, there is no humanity to bring hope to. Just stupid, selfish, arrogant humans. Humans destroyed humanity. Now I am going to destroy the humans.

Is there life after death? Is there such a thing as resurrection? I don’t know if there is a heaven or a hell, and I don’t know where I’m going. But I close my eyes, and I try to imagine what my friends would say. Is it my imagination? Are they cheering me on? Or is that just what I want to believe?

And now I’m crying. I’m sorry, Maria. I’m sorry that I couldn’t save humanity from humans.

The impact of the ARK hitting the Earth almost kills me.

The explosions finish the job.

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Me: Now, it’s vitally important that you tell me what you think. Angst-filled or what? Read and Review! And then go and read my other stuff.