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Chaotic Reaction - Part 2: Falling with the Shadows
Part 1: A Little Stuck
It was too dark. He hated having to move slowly getting around. Yes, he knows how to take his time when it’s called for, but, right now, being hunted during a bad storm, in the middle of the night, was not the time to take it slow.
Drenched gloves, held tightly in his extended fist: he brushes his exposed knuckles over the rough bark of another tree. Passing by, his fingers slip off the trunk to the air once more: extended ahead and feeling for his surroundings.
From one tree to the next, he paused as a yawn broke free. Not being able to run was making things a lot more difficult, especially not having a way to keep himself awake. Though, being able to walk now was helping keep him a little warmer against the cold.
Some movement in the hand he holds against his chest, reminds him he did still have company, even if young. He huffed a heavy sigh. But he completely choked that sound off when he felt a soft rumbling in his hand. Is he purring?
Blinking a couple times, he shakes his head disbelievingly with an exasperated breath. “Y’know, Shads?” He speaks along with the battering rain. “You confuse me.”
A distant, shrill sound forced him to a sudden stop. He held his breath, listening as the sound continued, but moved. Out in the open like this, he’s bound to get caught. The sound grew louder as a warning of the closing distance; then it overlapped with others.
As a quick last-minute decision, he backs up to the last tree he felt, and kneels down. Sliding around the trunk to hide as best as he can; he keeps Shadow close. He was almost entirely knelt into the flooding pool at his ankles.
There’s an orange glow in the distance, not moving too fast, so they’re probably just sweeping around the area. As long as they stay hidden, and quiet, they should be- ..Shadow is still purring. The droids are getting closer.
Maybe the rain and thunder covered the noise for most, but machines like Metal? Who knew how well they could pick up different sounds.
Shadow, if you don’t shut that little engine of yours off, so help me–I will-
Ears pricked; an idea struck him, and he brushed his thumb over the little hedgehog’s head, and the purring cut: replaced with a sharp growl. The sound made him freeze, as he chanced a glance around the other side of the tree. The engine lights were still continuing their search, but - aside from a brief pause - there were no sudden changes: they might not have heard Shadow then. Time draws on as the machines scan over the darkened area - he briefly wonders if they have a way to catch his heat signature - before they’re continuing on.
The moment they were out of sight he sighed in relief, slumping against the trunk. Now they just have to wait it out until those Metal copies are a decent distance, then they can-
A soft squeaking purr starts up again, and his heart leaps into his throat when there’s a shrieking whirring sound. Sonic stills, but even holding his breath doesn’t seem to change anything as the mechanical clones come zipping back in their direction as nothing more than glowing visors and blazing engines.
Nice going, Shads!
Now he was racing again: er- trying to. It was near pitch-black out right now, and his only light was the faint orange from behind him, which reflected off the water on the ground a bit.
His hands were holding a - now silent - package, like before, as he jogged through the dark, having to dodge various thick trunks of trees at last-minute. He couldn’t speed up without losing the light from behind him, and that’s literally all that he’s going off of to see where he’s going. Which left him in a weird limbo of not being able to stop, but not being able to outrun his chasers either.
His ears swiveled back at an unfamiliar metallic click, followed by the buzzing of a saw. Everything in him told him to duck. He fell back, sliding in the water, a hand gliding over the slippery surface of the ground below, while the other held firm to the little hog against his chest. And flying right over his head with a fiery trail, was a spiked ball of metal, streaking off into one of the trees. That was new.
Since when could these things spin-dash!?
Now having a bit of a further lit path from that, he pushes off the ground and dashes forward with a boost: his elbow, dusting off the trunk of a tree as he slid past it. The swampy forest floor made running rather difficult. He had to be sure to plant his feet as steadily as possible to avoid slipping or catching his feet on anything he can’t see below the reflections. The heavy splashes of step-after-step, blend with the stormy night. He’s hoping to find some cover soon: he can’t run forever, especially in the dark.
There’s a faint flicker of bolts in the clouds, a warning of something bigger. His eyes point ahead, and when the whole area lights up in an instant, everything slows down, holding that millisecond much longer as he scans over everything. There’s plenty of trees everywhere, and the flooding is deeper in certain places, but he notices the incline of a muddy hill not that far, a little more to his right. A smirk spreads over his face, and when the sky dims once more, he glances back to the horde of droids.
He was going to have to play this quickly. He’s not entirely sure if those things have night-vision or not. He speeds forward and slips a bit when taking a sharp turn to his left, and flying up the trunk of a tree, and these trees were a lot taller than most.
With the reaching light of the Metal Sonics’ engines, and the occasional lightning strikes, he was able to jump from tree to tree, going higher on some, and lower on others. From the next, to the next, to the next: he started to lose some of them, more and more trickling off as they tried searching for him through the trees.
There was only one remaining, and it was looking over the trees. It clearly didn’t know where he’d disappeared to, but it was closer to spotting him than the others. As his fingers dug into the wood trunk, his feet slid a little along the slick branch as he waited. As the engine’s glow gets further and its shrill hiss fades with distance, he only hesitates for a beat before making his trek back down.
He only realizes now - while clinging to the tree with one free hand - that he no longer has his gloves in his grasp. He must’ve lost them somewhere amidst all the chaos; as much as that’s not ideal, it doesn’t really matter right now. He’s got more important things to worry about and it’s not like he can retrace his steps to find them.
When he lands into the ankle-deep pool of water again, he cringes at the chill-inflicted ache that wraps his feet and climbs his legs. Hopping between his feet a bit, he tries to get the blood flow going in them. A brief pause: he checks in on the mini hoglet in his hand.
Shadow curled in his hand during the chase and hasn’t moved or made a sound since. With the tug of a frown; Sonic taps at Shadow, apparently startling the other hedgehog, because his hand is assaulted with the mini jolt of surprise as pinpricks of quills needle at his hand; a little hiss sounding. With a wince, Sonic shifts his hand to try avoiding the sharpened quills. Shadow remains curled, maybe tighter than before, as a little, irritated growl reverberated through his hand.
He has to force himself not to laugh at the reaction, but the laughter is choked down when there’s the sharp sound of machinery. He barely spins to duck under the blur of a Metal Sonic Clone that’s found them. The copy just flies overhead in warning, already slowing to turn back around, but he can hear more coming. He jumps to the side in a dodge - desperately keeping his occupied hand against his chest and away from the deepening water. He slides in the swampy water as he attempts to get into a sprint, but razored claws strangle his arm before dragging him in the air.
“Couldn’t have given a guy a fair warning!” He grunts into the air, trying to keep a hold of the little hoglet in his hand, who definitely doesn’t seem to be liking the tightening space. Unfortunately he can’t help the desperate attempt to keep Shadow with him as he feels his grip slipping. Shadow’s too small for the flooding swamp; he’d easily drown in it with his size. And who’s to say Sonic will be able to find him again once he’s lost out here - much like his absent gloves.
After a while of being flung through open air with no real direction, struggling to free himself, the digging claws on his arm release him. He doesn’t get a chance to register what’s going on before he’s falling and falling and- the darkness is blinding as he keeps falling where his arm hits - what feels like - a rock. On instinct: he throws a fist into the darkness, easily feeling his knuckles dig into softened soil and rock. Their fall slows as he kicks forward: his foot hits another wall of soft soil.
Whatever relief he feels at their halted descent doesn’t last as one hand presses against a wall behind his head, with his feet pressing into another ahead. He tenses enough to hold himself better with a lack of a free arm, but his single hand is quickly slipping. Worriedly, he drops the little hoglet on his stomach as he presses that hand into the wall as well. Water pours down over both walls, making his grip not all that reliable: the surfaces are slowly giving.
“Ngghh! Wonder-agh-ful!” He grunts out, digging his fingers and the toes of his soggy shoes into each wall even further. “If I could- hhg- at least-see right now-!”
There’s movement on his stomach where the small ball shakes and a small squeak suggests a sneeze.
Sonic roughs out: “Gesundheit-”
The ball continues to tremble lightly and then there’s a small, almost scared sounding chirp. The noise is quiet enough to nearly go unheard through the running water and thunder. He doesn’t get to think on the strangely placed sound before he hears it again, but more desperate; then again.
Wait, is that-?
And then there’s several, back-to-back; chirps and squeaks of something small and lost and scared, and- …Oh, Shadow will kill him if he knew that he actually felt bad for the guy.
“Hey- igh- it’s okay.” His automatic go-to whenever he tries to help Tails during storms, clearly doesn’t work on an adolescent hedgehog that’s got no clue what’s going on. Shadow’s little panicked pleas continue with the slightest of trembles. “Amy- I wish you were here right now-! Ngh-”
Then there’s a whirring hiss of an engine overhead, and he glances up as best as he can without moving too much. His throat clenches as he spots a quickly approaching metal clone lighting the watery walls on the way down the slim cavern.
“Oh~fantastic-ACK!” He strains out the sound when the metal clone swipes at him, claws scraping his chest before a hard-hitting shove to the gut and his weakening grip, slips.
There’s a cut off shriek of something small nearby that’s drowned out by the rushing sound of water.
“SHADOW!” He screams in a blind panic when metal claws wrap around his throat and he’s swung up in a vicious grind against watered-down stone walls. “Nn-no! Shad-!”
He can’t see anything in the pitchblack of this chasm, and even less-so can he manage any words. He kicks against the droid, hard enough he’s no longer against the wall, and the claws retract from his neck. When he drops, he grabs one of the clone’s arms where he dangles.
“SHADOW!” His voice echoes into the blinding blackness of a space he can’t see. The skies growl in waves; water runs in roars; engines buzz and hiss, but that’s all.
Nausea threatens to bubble in his closing throat.
The hissing of the droid behind him shifts; beeping as it yanks him backwards by one of his arms. He grunts, but pays the uncomfortable pull no mind as his failed sight tries to search the inky blackness.
In a blink, there’s a small flash of light; it sparks in front of him. In the faint, reflective light of this machine’s engine in the thin waterfalls, he lets go of the clone’s arm and snatches the little sparks of light from the air as he hangs in the copy’s aggressive hold. The arm that was held captive by his enemy, clings to the machine’s stiff limb. His other hand remains protectively wrapped around his little package: protectively, he curls around the hoglet as much as he can.
He doubts the machine cares too much, but he directs a steaming glare at the beady, red eyes anyway. Twisting his hold on the metallic arm where he hears a shrieking snap. Without waiting for gravity to take the - now severed - appendage, he pulls up in the blip of a moment and grabs the other arm; kicking off the waterlogged wall for a boost. It’s not even a second later they’re blasting out of the chasm past the swamp’s towering trees on the back of the robot.
He waits for the next strike of lightning. It takes a bit of dodging and weaving past more robots before the sky eventually lights the way. He sees the steep hillside from earlier, not nearly as covered behind trees with the lessened distance.
He pulls down against the one remaining arm of the droid, leaning so far to the right that it’s flying straight for the steep slope. He hears the chasing droids behind him, trying to catch up. As they get close enough to the rock and mud of the surface, he pushes his heels against the thing’s back and pulls against the appendage so the droid tilts up.
The rushing wind in his dripping quills with the rushing adrenaline in his veins; he feels a clarity that’s been missing for the last- probably since Shadow was turned into an infant. Blurs of the barely lit ground speed by.
Another flash of lightning and he sees a protruding hill of rock reaching from the side of the landmass, and swings to the left. The silvery replica of Metal crashes into the rock wall, and he jumps off of it and onto solid ground as the thing blows into debris behind him. It’s never felt so good to be on solid, somewhat dry, ground; even with his wet, numbly aching feet.
He doesn’t have to jog around too long, finding an opening on the inner portion of the rock: making a mini cave. Once out of the elements, and hidden within the shelter of the shadows, his first priority is checking on the hoglet that has been worryingly silent, and has yet to stop shaking.
He limps towards the farthest wall from the opening, and barely rubs a thumb over the trembling ball in his hand without receiving tense squeaks. Shadow only curled further into himself as his trembling increased.
Sonic sighs.
He knows the hedgehog is not fond of touch, but he doesn’t have much to work with. So, he holds his rival close to help warm him up - as weird as that is to think about - and slowly rubs a thumb over the little quill-ball again, he still gets a small jumpy squeak from the action. It takes a few more tries before the warning squeaks stop, and a few more for the frightful jolts to lessen. It takes much longer for the shaking to subside, but that could be both from the cold and the fear of falling down a dark chasm.
While not preferably a train of thought he wants to hitch a ride on, it does allow him to think about how Shadow managed to get back to him in the first place. He remembers the flash of light, a familiar spark of energy, and Shadow just appearing in front of him. This tells him that Shadow had warped back to him, which leads him to questioning how that was possible. He didn’t think Shadow could use his chaos abilities at this size - er- age, whatever - let alone after being drained of so much of his chaos energy. That may explain why he seems worn out though. He wasn’t snapping whenever being touched now, and practically lay still in his hands.
With a tired, yet relieved slump in his posture, he slides against the solid wall behind him and lets his eyes fall shut.
His mind was more-so glued to the tired hoglet against his chest than it was on the thought of resting. While tempting, he didn’t want to risk something catching him off guard. The gentle thumping of the smaller’s heart, still a little quick for resting. Another soft stroke of his thumb against the tiny back of the hedgehog earns him quiet clicks of a starting purr.
With a roll of his eyes, he releases a deep exhale as he feels Shadow beginning to settle. And, strangely, he thinks he might be growing fond of the little guy.
Danny Phantom: Age-Swap AU - Fenton Siblings Custom Keychain
FINALLYYY!!! AFTER SEVERAL MONTHS OF PROBLEMS BACK-TO-BACK JUST TO GET THIS- I FINALLY HAVE IT!!! AAAGGGHHTOIRHALIRTHAWLIBTLVB 4TLIHL
Yeah. That was a fun headache. lol
I definitely see places where I need to fix up some of the lighting/effects to avoid the weird bubbly outline that's showing up.
Sonic Boom Revisited: Awakening [FANART] (@sonicboomrevisited)
Okay, so... I didn't plan on finishing it. Things just kinda.. happened? XD
Anyway, here it is! Took a few days to finish up, not including the several days a while back for the layout, sketches, line art, etc.
I was working on cleaning up the sketches and finishing the primary line art so it'd be easy to follow when I posted it... I ended up going from cleaning it to full-on finishing it..Lol Wasn't planned, but- I HAD FUN WITH IT!
This was inspired by Issue 2, pg. 11-12 way back when they were posted. This was kind of the rough idea I had on how I thought Sonic might come back, but it was actually pretty far off. XD
Thanks again, Sonic Boom Revisited for providing the inspiration for these fun little side projects! Especially with the art and story! Such a joy to read through and I can't tell you how many times I went back just to look at it all again; absolutely beautiful! ^v^
Danny Phantom: The Fenton Life (5-Min. Swap Challenge Pt. 3)
I was working on cleaning up a WIP due to a request I post it, then my sister asked to doodle, so we decided to do the challenge again. :3
Yeah, the art styles are drastically different this time around. XD
The one I started followed the show's style much closer, while Jamie's strayed even further from it than before. lol Her's turned out to look more like an anime art style (made me think of DBZ from screenshots I've seen). Lol
But, yeah, we're both pretty happy with how these turned out: honestly, our favorites from the handful we've drawn thus far. :>
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Sonic Boom Revisited: Robo-Sonic (@sonicboomrevisited)
First time in.. over a year now? Since I've drawn Sonic and the moment, I'm sketching out his pose and debating on doing his base or super form, I somehow wind around in doing Robo-Sonic.. :^ Idk LOL
His design's unique and fun to draw! I've tried drawing him before, but that was a while back and I was letting my perfectionism get in the way, so- yeah, never finished that one. Glad I managed to finish this one though! Turned out a lot better than I was expecting after not drawing the hedgehog in some time; especially as a robot!! XD
Robo-arc was awesome to read and the visuals were amazing! Such an inspiration! I actually have an unfinished WIP comic page I was doodling as a possible continuation I was spit-balling. I just wanted an excuse to draw some dramatic shots and while I never finished it, I still had fun with it, so I'll take that. :)
Thanks for the fun adventure in both story and art! Really enjoyed it!!
There's something special about Sonic Frontiers and all it has to offer but even with the update and some of the tweaks they've made with it, it still feels... lacking; like there's something missing. I can't quite place what it is exactly, but either way, the game is still enjoyable both before and after the Final Horizon update. :)
(I do miss the dark era of Sonic [the character writing was amazing then]! I wonder if that's what's missing here...)
This is an old WIP that I left collecting dust for over a year before coming back to literally add just a few small things... That's literally how it goes for me and my project hopping. :^ lol
Admittedly, I think I like this one better without the surrounding aura, but that's kind of on me for getting lazy with that part, so... X]
Based off Chap. 30 of [ERROR] [REDACTED] [Ȓ̛̤̖̐͟E̲̥̟̙͓̊̒́̌̂B̛̟͈̩̣̏̎̔O̯̩̖̖̿̍̓̋̆ͅOT͙̺̠̣́̅̏̍] by @starwolf479
This was heavily inspired by the most recent chapter (at the time I'm posting this)! There were SO many moments in the series where I was wanting to draw something, but I kept jumping around and couldn't make up my mind on what exactly, at least, until the newest chapter was posted: LOVED the image it painted. So visceral~
[This is sort of a redraw? I changed enough of it that it kind of has its own thing going on, but I'll still add the referenced screenshot.]
Danny Fenton: 16-year-old in high school, oldest of two, has to juggle his school-life, personal-life, and ghost-life all without cluing any
Wanted to find a way to organize things a bit better, so I decided to make a community to help lay it out better: find things easier. (Though, I have to slow down enough to not mix up my community with my plain blog... :' Gonna have to give me a moment to work on that. LOL)
~ I'm still dealing with things in my personal life and trying to get that stuff handled/caught up before I can promise properly continuing things for the AU, but I'm getting there.
Welp, not how I was expecting it to turn out, but I'm pretty happy with it. :)
The Fenton siblings be lookin' like stickers! (Now I need to make them a keychain- AGH-)
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I'm working on another render for the Age-Swap AU. :> Mainly because I missed the AU characters and I haven't done a full render of anything in a while. So... yeh.
I did the rough sketches last night and am cleaning it up for the final sketch today. I'm moving rather slow with this one, but I think that's due to the break I've had from art in general (especially digital art). That, and I'm being nit-picky again, so I keep changing/adjusting things over and over. lol
I also noticed the AU has been gaining a bit of traction again and it's making me want to do more for it again, which I also hope will lead into more for the AU, but I've been tired and haven't been wanting to think too far ahead lately, so I'm just doing this little project and seeing where it leads from there.
I'm sorry for my weird absences and lack of updates. I've been drained after the health-related stuff at the start of the year, so doing much of anything has been difficult in the big-scheme of things. Even writing one-shots have kind of broken up into a several-day process (mixed with overthinking - but that's normal for me). But I'm working on it, like always. lol
Thank you for your patience!
Danny Phantom: He's a Phantom - Sketchbook Sketches
Fenton's a bit of an older sketch compared to Phantom (who was drawn today), but I'm still happy with them both, so... meh. lol
Pencils are fun to! Crayons, now pencils- guys, I'm being hypnotized by the traditional artist's tools!
[Based on Chap. 12 of Apparition, Breathe Twice If You Live On (Arc 1) by @thatonegeekygirl]
An old comic page I was working on months back. I never actually finished it, and it ended up sitting in my WIPs... :^ But, this part's complete enough that I can post what I have.
This story was a joy to read, and, admittedly, this was my favorite part of the whole thing. Without spoilers in case anyone wants to read it for yourself, I loved this scene so much and no matter how my brain made up scenarios after reading, I still went back to making some iteration of this scene in any situation with the characters so many times over it might be concerning. lol
But aside from all of that: HAPPY DANNYVERSARY! My first one, honestly, and it's so funny seeing all the memes that take over this place. XD Such a joy~
Okay, so... firstly, I want to state that I've never actually drawn Spider-Man before; not even attempted to (from what I can remember). This is my first time drawing him, and I had to use a reference image (not only for dynamic posing ideas, but) for a more accurate humanoid shape, because I don't draw regular human characters all that often! 😅
Yes, it's very rough, but it was mostly for drawing practice more than anything, so... ignore everything else. :]
I've recently been rewatching some of Marvel's Spider-Man (2017) and I honestly think the show has my favorite Peter design. XD
Update:
My health has been up and down quite a bit this year so far, so I'm hoping, coming Spring, things will be better. I've been way too lethargic to do much of anything and every time I get something done, it's honestly surprising.
I've been wanting to finish more of my Ninjago projects, as well as make more progress in my Danny Phantom projects, but the weird back-and-forth with illnesses, allergies, and weather-induced-migraines, it's been hard to do anything bigger than random sketch ideas or partial one-shots.
I'm sorry for my absence, literally everywhere, it's been a strange year thus far. I hope you're all faring better!
Thank you for your patience! I'm really trying to get things moving again!
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I doodled some more for my baby sister, but since these were taking longer than the usual headshots I do, she lost her patience and wandered off to do something else. XD So, yeh, just more doodles with crayons for an impatient little sister.
