RaeLogan

It was the middle of the night many hours later, and Dark could not sleep, no matter how hard he tried. It was not because he was suffering yet another insomniatic episode, but merely because he observed that he couldn't help but feel so... Vulnerable. No matter how small of a ball he curled into, nor how deep he burrowed under the covers, he still felt rather nervous and uncomfortable. Sleeping with his back to the wall made him feel like he too exposed, and turning over to face the wall made him feel as though anything to easily creep up on him before he could he able to react fast enough. ... This is ridiculous... Nothing could get in h

Author's Note of warning: There's some material that I think might be a bit triggering, so as a heads up, there's some discussions of alternate timelines and "bad futures" Also, I will be moving soon and may be without much internet for a little while, so next update may be a bit delayed... ^^; Snapping out of it was easy for Mephiles, who had gone through this process with his abilities enough times to have it down to a science. He blinked and pulled his hands away from Dark, and immediately looked at Iblis, who was sitting in the large cushioned chair beside the bed, shakily holding between both hands what appeared to be a mug of some sort

CRACK! There was a dead silence. Mephiles' eyes were as wide a they could ever get, a blank expression carried in them as if his very essence that made him a living, breathing being had been ripped from him. Iblis held him up by the throat, laughing at Mephiles' pain as the injured hedgehog could do nothing to struggle. Mephiles arms hung limply at his sides as tears began to pool up in his empty eyes, overfilling and sliding down his face as he emotionless face began to twitch. "… So the great Mephiles the Hedgehog can't even do more than shed tears right now..?" Iblis cackled. "… I must say, I'm very much disappointed… my

... I'm so bored... Dark told himself, staring out the window idly. I've already solved the puzzle book Mephy got me twice over and I can't even talk to him, or he'll get airsick if he's awake...  Dark looked back at Mephiles, who was sleeping fitfully in the seat next to him, pale face having gained a sick tone from the movement of the aircraft. The shadow then looked back out the window, eyes flashing a bit from the small amount of light outside, allowing him to see fairly clear in the night. This sucks... I'm bored, it's cramped in here, and I have the distinct feeling it's only going to get worse from here... Dark leaned back in t