Chaos from the roots…

It was midnight. The moon was full. It has been a year since the experiments done by Dr. Eggman and Sonic’s Werehog incident. Though he thought all was well when he recieved the antidote, things changed. Sonic’s speed became faster, he became more vicious. He would black out at times, and wake up not knowing where he was. He decided to end this and find Eggman.

He tracked down Eggman and confronted him. “Hey Eggman, what have you done? Why am I like this?” exclaimed Sonic. “There’s nothing wrong with you, Sonic. The antidote you got, wasn’t an antidote. It was a new serum I had been working on, and I knew that you would be the perfect specimen to try it on.” explained Eggman. Sonic stood shocked, his heartbeat heightened, he clenched his chest. “Hmm….it seems that the serum isnt agreeing with you…” Eggman said in the most monoton voice. “You’re a madman…..a…a madman…..”; Sonic collapsed to the ground, dead. Eggman shook his head and walked over to the defeated Sonic. “This isnt what was supposed to happen…” said Eggman. Suddenly Sonic’s eyes open, only now they were blood red. “You’re right”, whispered Sonic. “This wasnt.” Immediately, Sonic jumped up, then he tackled Eggman to the ground and began punching him in the face. “I’ll never forgive you for this Eggman!” screamed Sonic. “I dont care'” chuckled Eggman. “Kill me if you want, but the serum has changed you….you lust for more now…..more blood and death…….this is my victory…….and your demise.” Sonic, enraged by the doctor’s words maliced him until there was nothing left but a pulp. When Sonic got up, his fur had grown darker, yet he was not his Werehog form. He was stronger, more vile, and hungered for more…