Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Predator and Prey ❯ It lives again ( Chapter 2 )

*Be aware that this is the more graphic version of the one I have posted at three different sites. I altered it because I have more freedom to do as I please* *Blah blah. I don’t own Shadow and other Sonic characters. Blah blah*   Chapter Two: It lives again! “Is he alive?” a child’s voice asked from the edge of the bed Shadow laid in. “Sure he’s alive,” whispered another child, the voice sounding exactly like the other. “He’s probably in a comma.” “That’s coma estúpido,” said the other getting closer to Shadow’s face. Shadow turned in his sleep pulling a pillow over his head. The two young hedgehogs snickered but soon stopped as the heard their names being called from down stairs. “ENRIQUE AND MARCUS RUEZ!” yelled a girl as she made her way through the house looking for them. “THIS IS THE LAST DAMN TIME!” The both of them squeaked as they heard her getting closer. “She’s going to kill us,” one whined. “I told you we shouldn’t have let Matches loose,” the other stammered crouching down beside the bed. “I’m going to grind both of you up and serve you between two slices of bread,” she screamed. “And when Jose and Paco get home I’m going to feed it to them and their going to say ‘Mm this is good what it’s made of’ and I’ll just answer with…” A red hedgehog girl swung open the door to the room dressed in tight jeans and an old OzzFest concert T, the tips of her hair and quills were white just like the rest of her family. Her silver eyes glared down at her little brothers, the remains of her black leather skirt hanging in her hand. “PLEASE DON’T KILL US,” they both pleaded on the floor. “We didn’t mean to,” said Enrique who wore a green shirt and blue-jean cargo shorts. “It was an accident,” Marcus explained wearing a black shirt and green cargo shorts. They both closed their eyes and hopped only for the least painful. “We’re really sorry. We’ll never let Matches do that again.” The girl’s stare went from hard, cold to soft and warm as she looked down at them not completely forgetting she was mad. She sighed and knelt in front of them hugging them both tightly. “You know I can’t stay mad at you two,” she said with her eyes closed. “Your dragon on the other hand is a different story.” “Are you going to cook him too,” sniffed Enrique. “No,” she replied looking at the both of them smiling softly. “Down stairs now, okay.” They both nodded and headed out the door Enrique chasing Marcus laughing knowing that the danger was over. She got to her feet shaking her head and tossing the remains of her favorite skirt in the trash basket. “I heard dragon meat is really good for you,” mumbled Shadow. He had been watching her the whole time she was in the room. “Oh so the half dead man has jokes,” she said looking down at him with a smirk on her face. “No it’s not a joke it’s a fact,” he said sitting up and wincing at the pain. “Anyways where am I and who are you?” “The name is Kyleena Maria Ruez,” she said holding out her hand. Shadow shook it warmly pondering over her name. They let got and she smiled a little. “And this place is our home.” “Are those your kids?” he asked sitting up more his ruby eyes scanning the room. “Me, kids,” she said laughing. “Please those are my brothers and they are more trouble than they’re worth trust me.” Their eyes locked for a moment before Kylee looked away. “Well, I’m going to go call a doctor so he can take a look at you,” she said moving towards the hallway. “There are clothes over there for you.” She pointed to a dresser. He nodded at her and she went on her way. She walked to the phone noting that the twins were on the couch then on the floor wrestling which was noted by a loud thud. She picked up the receiver and dialed the doctor’s number. “Hello Dr. Herbert,” she said looking around the room. Her smile faded away. “No it’s not Jose again or Paco.” There was a pause on her end. “No, the twins’ dragon didn’t give them frost bite. Would you just listen for a second? We have a…” Her face turned a darker red than it already was. “NO I AM NOT PREGNANT! I am trying to tell you that we have and seriously injured man in this house. If you don’t get your PhD ass over here right now I’m going to hurt you.” She returned to her cheery mood and said through the receiver, “Thank you so much Dr. Herbert.” She hung up the phone then picked it up again and began to dial another number. “Angel, nina you need to get down her pronto,” she said under her breath, “Yes twin trouble and much more than you can imagine.”   *I don’t like Dr. Herbert. Any who whatever yall know what I wanna here. Reply please tell me what you think trust me it really helps.* ~VCK~