(A/N): Yo! Currently 9,000 words in with that one story. You know the one. Thought I'd conclude this half-finished chapter before it disappeared from my documents. Also, yes, this is basically a carbon copy of the original movie. The biggest difference is the dialogue, and of course, some of the characters' motivations. Watch the movie though. Seriously. And enjoy!

A loud boom rocked the entire school on its platform. The door fell apart like powder and shot outwards with a cloud of wood and soot. Seared remains of metal fell to the floor in fragments; a knob went rolling down the hall and away from the aftermath of the blast. Gashes streaked across the floor like bolts of black lightning, and a single chip of wood left clinging to the hinges fell to complete the scene of the damage. It was like something out of a cartoon.

Shadow could only smirk at his handiwork before jetting back into the room and crash-landing in his seat like the scoundrel he was. He didn't even stop to soak in the lovely horror on all of his classmate's faces...which was a bit counter-productive, as that played a big factor in why he ever did things like this.

While Amy was white with fear, Blaze green with jealousy (she also enjoyed destroying the occasional door), and Tails his usual yellow color though checking his trousers for signs of excrement, Sonic was the most emotionally swung. Meaning, he was all kinds of pissed off at what he had just witnessed.

He could give less of a damn about the destruction of school property. His temper ignited for a different reason, in that he knew exactly why the alternative hedgehog had pulled the stunt that he did. Because he wanted to stand out amongst his peers, garner a reaction out of them, and the only way he knew how to do that was by destroying things. And even better, things that didn't belong to him.

And it was all just to get the principal riled up? His need for attention made him sick. To him, Shadow was playing up his usual apathy about everything when in reality he was a baby crying for someone to stuff a bottle in his mouth. Ah yes, Sonic had it all figured out.

"You think you're a badass or something, Faker?" he spat loosely. Amy gasped from next to him after blinking away clots of dust that had embedded themselves in her eyelashes.

Shadow's feet were already propped on the desk like nothing ever happened. He eyed Sonic sideways while picking something out of his fangs. "Faker, you say?"

"Yeah, you fake your whole image here and now you've taken it one step too far!" Sonic yelled. "Using Chaos Energy?! You better get out of here now before you bring the whole library down with that shit!"

Upon hearing this, Tails spun around and eyed the manga section nervously from across the clutter of shelves. He considered snatching up all the best choices he could find before the place became engulfed in artificial hedgehog flame. Why waste the most lewd and rude of Japanese cultural masterpieces all because of a Leather-hog and his kinky voodoo magic stuff?

Shadow snorted at Sonic's anger, leeching off it like it like a starving barnacle. "What's got your thong all knotted, track star? This is school. We come here to get educated."

His sass was grinding on Sonic like nothing else could. The cobalt hedgehog almost flew out of his seat and attacked him.

"What are you getting at?!"

"I just educated you on how Chaos Blast works. You wouldn't have known its potential without a demonstration. So you're welcome, asshole."

Sonic gritted his teeth. "How 'bout I educate you on how a beat down works, huh?!"

"Oh, what are you gonna do, run around me really fast?" Shadow's brow lifted.

Sonic was quick to retort. "You'd only be so lucky."

He then jutted a finger towards the empty hole where the door had been, turning to survey it as he spoke. "Now you get out now, or else Silver will get here and-"

He stopped at once when his eyes met with the dilated orbs of the aforementioned principal.

Silver's eyes went off in a frenzy, bouncing over every detail of grit that the hole had left behind. At first he looked terrified, but then he peered up, brow bone knitted and slanted angrily. He began panting through his nose before stepping past the mass of rubble and shrieking through a thin line slit between his teeth.

"WHO DID THIS?!"

Everyone froze. Sonic, who's chair had been turned towards Shadow, slowly shifted his body forward and folded his hands on the desk innocently. He saw the rage in Silver's eyes; a new type of fire he had never seen with the telepathic hedgehog. He remained stunned in silence.

Amy was also just as shocked, if not a little bit afraid by his demand for information. She moved uncomfortably in her seat, mouth pressed, and tried her best to not look guilty or as if she knew something he didn't.

Tails' tails were flitting out of control, until he forced them to curl around the legs of the chair as a way of quick relief. He could see how disturbed Silver was by his discovery, and knowing who the culprit was sent him into a cold sweat. He'd just witnessed a crime, yet he was too scared to say anything. Shadow made friends with dangerous people, and he didn't want them coming after him.

Shadow's lips were curling against their will. He couldn't take it; the sheer joy he got out of ticking Silver off was always fresh and spicy every time it delivered. His entertainment was almost spoiled when the baffled principal went stomping over to Blaze's desk instead of his.

"IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT, FELINE?!" Silver exclaimed, face wild and distorted.

Blaze, rather than defending herself, inched away from him uncomfortably. She bit her lip and trembled hard until faint smoke began to twirl off her body, as if she were a malfunctioning robot. This was enough to tip Silver over the edge. He saw it as guilt.

"YOU DAMNED ARSONIST, I'LL HAVE YOU EXPELLED FOR THIS!"

Blaze yelped and dove underneath her desk with a whimper. As much as she loved setting fire to unsuspecting bystanders, something about Silver and his manipulative talents regarding kinesis actually intimidated her. More smoke spilled out and sent ribbons bending at the table's edges while Silver demanded she come out at once.

Shadow sighed and put on a more formal front. "No, sir. She hasn't moved from that spot. She had no part in this."

Silver was shaking with rage. His glance slid over to the black hedgehog and screwed in on him like he were a leather bulls-eye. "Why, is that a confession I hear?" he said, calmer, as if everything in the universe suddenly made sense again. "I should have known only the worst of the worst could have pulled off such a-."

"Nope," Shadow was quick to cut him off while slyly shoveling something out of his teeth again. "Wasn't me either. Sorry to disappoint."

Silver froze. "Come again?"

And Shadow only shrugged. "I said it wasn't me."

"You think you're funny?"

"I have my moments."

Silver's fury became apparent again. He flew over to the rebel's desk and exploded with the energy of several outbursts combined as one.

"Okay, wise guy!" he exclaimed, slamming a palm onto the surface of the table. "So who or what was it then?! Enlighten me!"

Shadow, once again, was shrugging. "I dunno, man. I forgot to take a course in spontaneous combustion. Could've been an earthquake. Or maybe a bomb. One that I, allegedly, did not plant myself."

The principal pulled away and folded his arms. "Oh really? Because it looks to me like the work of a Chaos Blast. As you know, the use of Chaos in this town is prohibited. Punishable by law."

His brow lifted. "So why don't you show me your hands, Shadow?"

Shadow looked at him with confusion, faking politeness. "Pardon?"

"Pardon my ass. Show me your hands and prove to me that there's no trace of Chaos on them. They'll either be charred, or possibly glowing with traces of the energy. I know your type, and I know how you work. Show them to me if you really want you name cleared."

From across the room, Amy could see Shadow shoving his hands deeper into his shiny pockets. She knew what he was thinking. Shit shit shit shit. Silver was undoubtedly onto something. Before she could stop herself, she spoke up.

"Excuse me, Mr. Silver?" she said quietly, nervously, "Why would anyone in this room destroy a door for no reason?"

Silver turned and glared at her. "To tick me off, Bubblegum. Now pipe down and powder your nose or something."

Beneath him, Shadow sat, lounging, his lazy expression suddenly alert and having shifted towards the pink hedgehog. When she saw the intrigue roll through his eyes, she scoffed and turned away, reddening with embarrassment.

Silver was suddenly less convinced, and feeling rather inferior due to the fact that no one was owning up to who the culprit was. Why? He didn't know. All he knew was that it pissed him off. They were dancing circles around him, taunting him to his face.

He angrily stomped away from the desks and exited the library, standing outside the entry way. His hands lifted and began glowing a bright teal. The room of high school students stared in awe as he carefully summoned a wimpy chunk of door from the ground and carried it upright via telekinesis, fitting it in place.

Shadow shook his head and called from across the room. "Sorry sir, but there are too many pieces for that to work."

The principal ignored him and instead flicked his fingers to pick up more pieces and shove them together like a sloppy puzzle. After about a minute of hard concentration, Silver hushed his power and took a step back. He was on the other side of his lackluster masterpiece. The door had been put back together oddly, and with several pieces missing. Yet it balanced. Because fuck physics.

And just before satisfaction could officially roll in, gravity reminded them all of its existence, and sent the door crumbling onto the unsuspecting principal, with a significantly large piece colliding with his head.

Silver swore loudly while the five students fought back squeals of laughter. Even Sonic had to suppress a snicker by tightly pursing his lips. He didn't want something like this to entertain him, giving the way he'd chewed Shadow out for having ever done so in the first place.

But Silver was happy to help wipe the smile off his face. Angered, and coated in a fresh layer of grit, the principal summoned the cobalt runner with the luring motion of his finger.

"Get over here, Sonic! Right now! Help me pick this up!"

Sonic's mouth pressed into a thin line right on cue. Him? Why him? He did nothing wrong, and now he was being put to work for something that Shadow caused. This was beyond humiliating.

The aforementioned hedgehog quickly spoke up.

"Hey that's not fair! Why does Sonic get to help you? Why don't you ever pick me for these things anymore?!"

Sonic could practically feel Shadow's smile of triumph pressing into his back like a hot metal brand, as he lifted himself from the seat and walked over to where Silver stood.

"It's your fault there's tension between us because we had that incident at the Halloween party and you never bothered returning my phone calls!" Shadow teased. Obviously nothing he was saying was true.

Both the principal and the blue hedgehog ignored him and glared at each other, each displeased with the other's presence.

"Alright superstar," Silver hissed, "Let's see if you can haul ass outside the track area. I'm going to need you to fetch some equipment from the janitor's closet. A broom, a mop, whatever can wipe the floor that isn't Shadow the Hedgehog. Regrettably."

Sonic stiffened, eyes angled with fury. Shadow was still taunting them from where he sat. He really should have considered bringing popcorn. No microwave? No problem. Holding the unpopped kernels in a pan over Blaze's head would suffice.

"Hey good one sir. A real stinger. But uh, in that request you just now mentioned to our high school hero, you seem to have forgotten the laws against child labor."

Silver took a deep breath through his nose holes and dismissed Sonic instantly.

"Never mind. Go sit back down. Right now before I change my mind."

The words 'child' and 'law' put together in the same sentence made him dreadfully uncomfortable. He'd get the supplies later, once the entire room of failures had cleared out.

Tails sheepishly waved at Shadow, quieting his voice as to not draw attention.

"Uh, you know the child labor laws have been inactive since like 1983-"

"Hey fox," Shadow interrupted, "you ever feel insecure about your two tail action?"

"Uh...not really, no."

"Would you feel insecure about having two bloody stumps there instead?"

The kitsune's face paled. "I-...yes. A bit."

"Then shut up if you know what's good for you."

"Okay I'm sorry," Tails said, slumping deep into his seat.

After Sonic had retreated back to his own chair, Silver eyed him, as well as the rest of the room with a familiar scowl.

"Alright, I think that's enough excitement for one hour. Anything else you idiots would like to plague me with?"

No response. He nodded to himself. "Hmph. That's what I thought,," he said before frowning again. He couldn't help but look past the others as if they weren't there at all, and solely target Shadow. Silver was a serpent, Shadow his meal. A plump little mouse that always managed to cause trouble. He wanted to swallow him whole.

"Don't think I'm going to let this door thing slide by so easily," the principal prompted. "One of you can own up to it, or you can all be sent home with hefty fines. I'm sure your parents will love that. They'll realize the downward spiral you're all going down. Though others might be accustomed to that disappointment already. Ay, Shadow?"

Shadow's fury sparked for a moment. Silver knew nothing of his family.

Why don't you lick my shoe.

"What was that you just said?" Silver demanded, stamping back over to his desk. Shadow froze, as he hadn't realized he'd said anything out loud. But he didn't hold back. Crimson eyes met angry golden ones, and he spouted the same words from before.

"Why don't you lick. My. SHOE?"

Silver's left eyelid twitched uncontrollably. He hated that Shadow used foul language while in school, but hated even more when he stooped to these kind of phrases. "Well I hope that was worth another Saturday detention. Because that's where you'll be next weekend!"

At that moment, Shadow honestly could not have cared less. He'd been given more severe punishment by real authorities, and right now all that mattered was screwing with Silver for as long as possible. "Like I care, dude. Seriously."

"Oh you don't care?" the principal retorted. "Then make that another."

"Ach," Shadow sighed, grabbing his chest as though he were in physical pain. His fingers twirled through the white fluff nonchalantly. "My band's not gonna like the sound of that."

Silver's eyes narrowed. "Well good! Then you'll let them down just like you've let everyone else down with your pathetic vendettas! You want more, I'll give you more. Without hesitation."

Shadow's head dipped solemnly. It was slowly creeping up on him. Reality. He understood what he was doing, but couldn't bring himself to stop now. He'd dug himself into such a deep hole, it wasn't worth trying to claw his way out and make himself look like a fool.

"Let me have 'em then, buddy!" he said with false confidence. "Because if you want the truth, I'm actually bummed we don't spend more quality time together."

But Silver wasn't budging. "Fine! Have another detention! We'll have plenty time then!"

The other students were watching this train wreck in silence. Unlike the others, Amy couldn't take it any longer. She was good at reading people, and she could see that Shadow felt trapped. He had to stop trying to impress them, just for a moment. He'd be here forever. She couldn't help hold back a loud blurt.

"Knock it off, Shadow!"

The ebony hedgehog instantly flashed a long, drawn out glare at her. Once their eyes met, she began shaking her head over and over, begging him to stop what he was doing. At this, Shadow recoiled just a little. He knew what she was trying to do, but what she failed to realize was that it only motivated him to try harder. A dame such as Amy was part of his audience? No way he could let her down.

Silver's hands were on his hips. "You gonna listen to her?"

Shadow smirked. "No way."

"No way, because that would be the smart thing to do. You just got another!" he barked.

Shadow rolled his eyes. "I thought I made it clear. I don't even care."

"Another!"

"Just stop already, seriously. You're embarrassing yourself."

"Another! And it's you who looks like a fool right now!"

"Fine," Shadow said, crossing his arms. "So how many is that so far? I bet you don't even know."

Tails' throat was a bit croaky from swallowing so much saliva, but he spoke up quietly to answer that question for them. He figured he'd been the only one keeping up with the math.

"Er, that's eight so far if you include earlier this morning when Shadow told Silver that his quills looked like a hand slapping him in the head."

Silver growled. "Make that nine, and you stay out of this, Melvin."

Tails' brow cocked. "A-Actually, I'm sorry but it's eight, sir. And I'm afraid my name isn't Melvin."

"You want another detention spent here with this criminal?" he asked, motioning to Shadow's stone cold face.

Tails gulped. "Melvin it is, then."

Silver sighed. The clock could be heard ticking loudly behind him. He wasn't going to do them the favor of taking up all their time with his outbursts. He stepped away from Shadow and headed for what would have been the door, beaming proudly.

"So far, I've got Shadow for the next two months. If anyone would like to join him, then by all means, continue destroying things together. But if not, then keep yourselves under control and no more noise! This is detention, not some demented arts and crafts studio. Certainly not prison either. Though for some, that might be exactly what it will become."

Silver turned and stared at Shadow one final time, grimacing, before moving his way past the rubble. He kicked a rather large flake away with his shoe, and sent it careening with an opposite wall. After that, he vanished, on a one-way descent down the hall.

Shadow couldn't hold it in any longer. He shouted as loud as he could, at the top of his lungs.

"FUCK YOU!"

Silver was already far from them by the time he'd registered the insult. He paused, his face blanking out as Shadow's voice reverberated in his head. He considered returning, flying back into the room with a temper that could bring down dynasties. But instead, he took a deep breath and kept on going forward, never losing that permanent expression of hate.

When he didn't return, Shadow couldn't hide a huge swell of relief as he leaned back a little and pulled his jacket around himself even tighter.

Two months? Two fucking months? Had he even won that argument? Because this felt nothing like victory.

The other students were staring at him. None of them knew what to say. They'd defended Shadow, for reasons they didn't quite understand, and he still managed to get himself into a huge heap of trouble. He was definitely beyond their help. They all finally turned their heads and faced the front of the room. Sonic and Amy briefly looked at each other in defeat, Tails looked down at his desk with guilt, feeling as if he'd given Shadow an extra detention he didn't need, while Blaze kept looking at the peculiar hedgehog, awkwardly but intently, with heavy curiosity.

This was going to be a long day.