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Chaos Metamorphism
By : sephrothlay
Category: +S through Z > Sonic
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Here you go Chapter 6 straight off as I said I would…

Beta: KnucklesRedFury207
Resource(s): Kage-Angel02

Genre: Sonic X

Disclaimer: Don't own Sonic or make money from this fic...

Chaos Metamorphism

Summery: Lost memories found, clouded paths now clearing:can Chris-who’s become something unknown himself-weather the changes and dangers that come along with it? Also what of these new feelings..? A twist on the Sonic X episode 26 during and after… Yaoi

Pairing: Knuckles/Chris

Slight: Shadow/Chris

Chapter 6: Quiet Before the Storm

Harshly he coughed, hands flat against the ground as he tried to clear his throat from the smoke that permeated into the air. Reaching up with one hand he grasped his throat, breath rasping against the raw tissues, a whimper coursed out of his chest as ears flattened even more against his skull. Eyes that were clamped shut slowly opened, blinking into the wetness that covered him and still fell from the atmosphere above.

Stretching his neck backwards he opened his mouth and let the cool refreshing moisture run down his throat, cooling the inflamed area and giving him relief, as was seen by the slump in his shoulders. Clawed hands gripped the earth lightly as he rested the palms against the damp soil, the sensitive nerves taking in every context of the surrounding’s they touched, as was the way he learned about any new place.

Blue eyes-half opened-were glazed over, unshed tears gleaming in the night sky hidden by the rain that fell, disguising his misery even as more of his memories faded away, the cloud like substance now taking full route and locking away his memories for good, or until the time he needed them again. It was then he heard someone groaning and, due to his natural curiosity, he stood up and began searching for whoever it was that attracted his attention.

Not being able to use his sense of smell, he had to rely on his sight and hearing to find the occupant. Searching high and low around the broken pod that was on the ground, he soon found an arm sticking out from under the base of the pod and littered with glass. Shock ran through him; gripping the rim around the base and ignoring the glass that sank into his palms, he pulled as hard as he could, trying to shift the metal with all his might.

Slowly it shifted over, using the momentum given he soon rolled the base off the being and to the side, making sure that the heavy thing would not fall back on itself when he let it go. Panting in the cool air he turned to look at the creature he had rescued and was stuck with horror at the sight of the broken and bloody body that lay where the base had fallen.

Clearly the person had been walking where the base fell and was crushed underneath it. Hearing another groan he crouched down by the other’s head and bent down to see into the half closed eyes. Blue eyes met his and he was struck by how similar they were to his own, almost like looking in a mirror or reflection, though he had a slight golden tinge in his. His ears flicked as he looked over the body of the other and knew that he could not move them, if not wanting to damage their body any more than was already shown.

His gaze flicked back to the other’s face when he saw movement and was shocked to see a hand being held out to him, curiosity and pain within that gaze. Blinking in astonishment, he reached out and caught the hand as it fell, letting it rest in his palm, making sure not to cut the other with his claws. A sweet, bittersweet smile appeared on the other’s face as the body began to glow. His ears flicked back in shock as the person disappeared into pearls of light, which sank into his skin as though the other had never been there.

-I’ve been waiting for you all my life, for I have dreamed about your coming before I knew your face…- It was a faded voice in the back of his mind, distinctly male sounding. Grimacing, he brought up a hand to his head, trying to dispel the headache that had sprung forth with a vengeance. Shakily standing, the other’s disappeared presence forgotten, he began to stumble away as the fog that had been overtaking his thoughts and memories locked them away. Changes overcoming him that no one thought possible.

-Now we merge together until the time needed for us to part again emerges. Until that time, however, you’ll be locked away: still able to use your senses but not able to direct yourself…- As he walked along the path, things on his body changed. The fur upon his lower body began to fall off; the foxtail shrank away into his body. Hedgehog ears moved from the top of his head to the sides and became rounded, hair shrank the silver streaks and length disappearing until his hair hung around his neck. The pouch on his abdomen seemed to disappear into the skin until it looked like a birthmark, while claws and fangs shrank away to human blunt ones, as golden eyes that could see in the dark also became human ones.

In fact, by the time he approached the human dwelling, the same person that had been trapped under the pod was now walking along the pathway. Blue eyes with a faint glow glanced right and left in fear for himself, as light brown shoulder length hair bobbed with his movement, while his bare body stumbled on the uneven dirt pathway. Harsh breaths came from his chest, one blunt hand clasped over the skin of his lungs as he coughed and collapsed in full view of anyone within the dwelling.

A door was heard being slammed open and footsteps rushed to where he lay, his hearing faded as he felt himself float away from the forefront of his mind while a younger presence took over. Slipping into the background he allowed the other full control and slipped into unconsciousness, his presence fading until the time came when it was needed again.

_I’ll trust you for now human, but if there comes a time that we need to be separate, then so must we become two instead of one. You may take control as I am weary and do not trust the other’s around, so I’ll leave the choices up to you... Christopher Thorndyke…>_ When the boy’s eyes opened again to look at the people surrounding him, the suspicion had gone, along with the sadness and in its place was the childish innocence that all children were known for. Looking upwards, both the faded presence and the younger one took in familiar brown eyes that the younger presence seemed to know.

“Wh…Who are you?”

Eyelids flipped open, gathered tears threatening to fall down his pale face. Blue eyes with a golden tinge swept to look up at the full moon that hung low in the sky, bathing the area in a white glow that seemed magical in the quiet night. He felt himself loosing control of his emotions and raised a hand to wipe away the liquid gathered under his eyelashes.

But was too late as they streamed down his face, coating his flesh in a salty wetness of unrivalled sorrow and confused rage, chocking down whines he brought his knees up to his chest and folded his arms around them, burying his face away in embarrassment for his sudden loss of control this time.

The memories were driving him insane; the people in the scenes, places that he went, the voices that were oh-so-familiar, it was pulling his mental self apart and there was nothing he could do. He could not control it, the things of his past as a human were flaying apart like they had never been while these new ones were pushing into the spots left over. It hurt as slowly names and faces began to seem unimportant compared to the new ones taking over his life; basically he did not like it and yet couldn’t do anything whatsoever to stop it.

His ears lay against his skull as he leaned against the trunk of the tree, the rough bark digging into his spine as he leaned forcefully back to ignite the pain and try to gain respite from everything that had happened. It had all gone too fast and he was crashing badly without any way out, he felt so alone.

He shut his eyes again and tried to clear his mind like he had been taught by his grandfather: letting everything go to allow peace for a few minutes was all he wanted and he would take it when he could.

-The body made of water stands before him, the creature letting off an invisible aura of menacing quality, as it turned its head-the shape reminding him of Knuckles- and, with glowing, empty green spheres, seemed to look at him with hatred and pleading. A shadow appeared behind it of a giant creature of destruction that could demolish whole empires while the sad songs of the Chao called out to the being that could not hear. The female voice cried out as the 7 emeralds appeared glowing brightly and blinding him as she spoke right next to his ear:

“You must stop Chaos, for his will of destruction knows no bounds. His sins of the present and of the past will join and everything will fall, unless the secret of the 7 servers is found. You must help! For you are the second guardian of the Emeralds and the being that can control the powers of Chaos, it is your destiny… PLEASE!”-

His eyes shot open in fear and shock; both arms and legs limp over the sides of the branch he lay upon. A groan escaped him as he shakily placed a hand onto his head and clenched his fists; he was fed up of it all. He wanted to be left alone, weren’t the changes enough? Whichever forces were currently messing with him had to add memories of a time he did not remember and premonitions or visions of things to come as well?!

He lifted his head up, letting his arm fall limply as he looked back up at the moon, which had drifted almost out of sight. He had been lying there longer than expected and he knew that Knuckles would be wondering where he had gone, but he did not want to see the Echidna so soon, not when he was a great part of the breakdown now taking place.

‘What’s that guy’s problem anyhow?! I mean he goes and does all… all… all THAT to me and does not even explain why! Damn Echidna, damn emotions and damn these bloody instincts THAT ARE DRIVING ME TOWARDS THE GATES OF HELL!!!’ A snort escaped him and he crossed his arms with a scowl as a growl rumbled in his throat. Shifting in place he slipped one of his legs over the side of the branch and shoved himself off, taking advantage of his newer abilities to land upon his feet from high above.

Brushing the shavings of bark off his skin and fur, he then began to wonder through the forest, making sure to look for familiar landmarks that the Echidna had pointed out to him in one of the earlier tours of the island, or basically a rundown of where to go and where not to go on the island; of course Knuckles didn’t really know how to be subtle even when it hit him in the face. However, it WAS one of the Echidna’s quirks that tended to drive him insane; whenever the other went off with only a word of ‘don’t go there’ or ‘no reason’, it made it harder to resist exploring.

He huffed as he stepped out of the wood line of the forest and moved towards the sudden drop that sat several meters from the edge of the forest. Reaching there he slipped down into a sitting position with his feet and legs over the edge as he stared out at the amazing scene. For where he had come out and sat down, was nothing more than an expanse of water from the open sea; for if you looked downwards all you would see was an expanse of a drop to the ocean and nothing else except the tiny sparkles that held the island in the sky.

He gave a sigh of relief as a cool wind blew his bangs back away from his face and smiled as he leaned back, resting upon his hands that were keeping his balance easily. Throwing all thoughts aside of the vision, memories and other factors, he let himself relax for once; eyes going soft as Chris thought over the others that he missed.

‘Sonic, Amy, Tails, Cream, Cheese, … everyone… I miss you all… How long before we see each other again? How long before my mind cracks and I begin to forget all of you as well?’ He closed his eyes and rubbed a hand wearily over them, his shoulders sagging.

‘I don’t want to forget any of you, at least not before I see you all one more time… It hurts knowing that something else is at play, tearing apart minds and hearts of those it toys with.’ His teeth pulled back as he looked out through his fingers at the lightening sky.

‘Fate is the problem; it sets out our lives and laughs at our misfortunes, taking apart what makes us happy and pushing us to make disastrous choices that effect our very way of life.’ Fangs gleamed in the rising light as his tail thrashed from left to right, anger rising as his thoughts turned darker.

‘And all the while it laughs as it plays its games, forcing foreword things hidden and others that should have been forgotten.’ A snarl ripped the air as he pulled himself back from the edge and stood up, eyes upon the rising sun that rippled the horizon with colours of the different blues and purples, calming his anger and settling his raised fur.

“But what, then, is the point of it all, if things turn out to be nothing in the end?” His voice floated on the breeze as the yellow of the sun broke the water’s surface and greeted the coming day. He felt a smile pull his lips upwards at the astonishing sight and just gazed at the spectrum, though a voice soon came to him from behind.

“It is the choice you choose that make things how they are Chris: not the ending that we are heading to, but the things we do while we are able…” He felt the Echidna stop next to him as the other watched the sunrise alongside him.

“For in the end, isn’t it worth bringing a little happiness into everyone’s life, even if no one remembers that sacrifice in the future generations?” He tilted his head and looked up at the Echidna, who started contemplating at the sky. Looking at the other for a long second, he then slipped into a crouching position eyes going dim yet again.

“Then it is not worth it: for what difference is made to a generation that does not remember?” A sigh came from Knuckles as those purple eyes looked down upon his dejected form.

“Is it not the ones of the now that matter and not the ones that have their own choices to make? In the end we can only make the ones we know happy and be settled with that…” Chris slipped his eyes shut as a tear streaked down his cheek.

“Perhaps you’re right…” Knuckles crouched down and reached foreword with a gloved hand to raise the hybrids face to his own, Chris opened his eyes as he locked gazes with the Echidna, staring into those focused purple eyes. A purring growl escaped the Echidna's throat as he caught the tear in the hybrid’s eyes as it glittered in the sun.

Chris’s ears flicked nervously as the other leaned foreword, reflectively closing his eyes as Knuckles licked up his right cheek, taking the tear from his bare skin, then nuzzling his nose into the hybrid’s throat once in comfort; he rested his forehead on Chris’s own. The blue eyes of the boy flicked open and met the purple ones of Knuckles at almost the exact same time. Purring in comfort for the other, Knuckles held out a hand for Chris and slowly drew up the hybrid with him.

Then, turning around, he began to lead the other back towards the Alter of the Master Emerald; Chris, though, stopped at the edge of the forest, his gaze fixated back on the sun until he felt the tug of the gloved hand within his own palm as the Echidna leaned his lips next to Chris’s ear.

“You’ll see them again, that damnable hedgehog never stays gone forever you know.” Turning he went to smile at the other when their lips met in a chaste kiss, a blush instantly rose across his face and down his chest as he ducked his head away, eyes wide and ears drooping in shock. Knuckles, certainly not expecting it, gave out a chuckle in amusement at the hybrid’s shy demeanour.

Grinning, he tugged the unresisting hand of the hybrid and led him back towards the Alter. Chris gave a shy smile in reaction as he looked down towards the ground, his thoughts at a standstill till something caught his attention on his body that he had not noticed before and had now come to his attention.

‘What the?’ He lifted his unoccupied hand and traced it over the skin just under his stomach area and was surprised to see it stretch a little without hurting; though it didn’t do anything else. His brow furrowed as he traced the pale black line around half of his body and frowned in thought as he traced it with a finger. Then he raised serious eyes to the oblivious Echidna’s head and he narrowed them in thought, spreading a hand over the black line subconsciously.

‘Knuckles… You’ve got a few questions to answer and I feel that you WILL have the answers.’

End Chapter 6

Now to get Chapter 7 sorted out
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Chaos Metamorphism	By : sephrothlay Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 3112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic or make money from this fic...

Chaos Metamorphism