Summary

What if you had been living a secret? A secret so deadly, it could cost you your friend's trust, loyalty, even their lives. Sonic has to make a choice, to stay and live the lie or leave. But events occur outside of his control that turn his world upside down, and leading to a fight for survival, not only for himself, but for everything he knows.

Chapter Contents

Chapter One - Love, Life and Grand Prix's

Chapter Two - The Black Knight Rises

Chapter Three - Instinct Prevails

Chapter Four - The Badlands

Chapter Five - The Colony

Chapter Six - The Guard Chasers

Chapter Seven - It's All About Speed

Chapter Eight - Eggman

Chapter Nine - Two Hearts, One Soul

Chapter One - Love, Life and Grand Prix's

'Sonic The Hedgehog. That name, it is such majesty, speed, strength, power, and...' Sonic thought, as he sat there on his bed, thinking.

'…...fiction!'

Well it did, he never meant to lie to anybody, but considering that he wasn't a hedgehog, what else had he done. But he had had no choice. He couldn't tell his friends the truth. But there was some truth to his name. He acquired the name Sonic when he first broke the sound barrier at the age of two years old, and it had stuck to him like glue, whether he wanted it to or not.

He was in his room in Tails' house, a large house with two large bedrooms. One each for Sonic and Tails, and a bathroom upstairs, and a large open-plan lounge-kitchen-diner downstairs which was in a large L shape, the small kitchen was set towards the back of the house and the lounge towards the front. There wasn't exactly a dining room there, but a large breakfast bar which was doubled as kitchen work surface. The lounge took up all of the front of the house, along the longest edge of the L shaped room and there were sofas everywhere. All misshaped, all different sizes and colours. There was enough space to sit ten to twenty people. To the side of the kitchen was the staircase, which run up through the centre of the house and the other side of that was another large room. It was separate from the open-plan living space and could only be entered and exited by a single door. It was Tails' Workshop. Sonic had not idea what when on inside that room most of the time, but it was very grateful of it, the inventions that came out of there had saved his life on more then one occasion.

Even though this was technically Tail's house and Sonic was a permanent guest in his 'guest' room, Knuckles was another semi-permanent guest who could often be found lounging on one of Tails' sofas. But the kid fox did get a 'hell of lot of visitors' in Sonic's opinion, as almost all of their counter attack plans against Eggman were always derived at Tails' House. How the hell Eggman hadn't found them yet, was completely beyond Sonic's comprehension and right at that very moment, Eggman was the least of his concerns. He was still sat on his bed in his room. A large square room with the door in one corner and in his bed in the opposite corner, with a window next to it. Around the edge of the room there was a wardrobe, a chester draws, a desk and chair and a bed side table. In the centre of the room, there was a large amount of floor space, of which Sonic liked to just lie on the floor in the middle of it.

The room was white and very bland. Sonic had very little in material wealth, items he could truly call his own, but he did have a thing for photographs. Every flat surface was covered in framed photographs, most of which were of Sonic and Tails when they were small children. There were, however, photographs of everyone he called a 'friend'. Knuckles, of course, Cream and Cheese, Big The Cat.

Amy. Why she was there, he had no idea, she did his head-in but he had be seen in keeping up appearances.

Team Chaotix. Sonic smiled, when he saw that photo of Vector, Charmy and Espio. How those guys managed to make any money from their Detective Agency they ran was a mystery in its own right. But they were good guys and could always be relied upon if he needed anything.

The Babylon Rogues. Some people had asked Sonic why a photo of Jet, Wave and Storm was in his room. Sonic wouldn't have considered the Babylon Rogues as true friends but when it came to a Grand Prix, they did know how to have fun.

E123 Omega, Rouge and Shadow.

Ah...Shadow. Sonic eyes now fell on his black rival and his cheeks when scarlet, the smile broadening. The photograph of Shadow, was one of him looking throughly unimpressed at being caught on camera, especially by what he considered 'the annoying blue blur'.

Sonic had no idea what it was about Shadow he liked so much, everything, as far as he could tell and for years, Sonic had been forced for his feelings secret for everyone.

'Oh Man!' Thought Sonic, 'If Amy knew the truth about his feeling, she'd kill me. Heck, if Shadow knew the truth, he'd properly kill me too.'

Sonic felt dishearten. But then a funny image came into his head. Considering that he was immortal, if they both tried to kill and if he never died, it would make an interested love triangle. Sonic didn't fancy that. So he was damed if you do, damed of you don't. He'd rather take his chances with Shadow over Amy any day.

Sonic was indeed an immortal. There has been many times when he had thanked 'The Powers That Be' for giving him his immortality. Some of the fights he had had with Eggman, especially recently, had been deadly to point of actually successfully killing him. Only for Sonic to turn up a few hours later, claiming that Eggman had missed, and that he was that good. No, he wasn't, and Sonic knew full well that that fact that he was still alive today was because of his immortality, and that he should have been long dead, many years ago. Sonic had been debating between him and Shadow, who had died and rose from the dead the most. Officially, it was Shadow, because everyone knew he was an immortal, as Sonic had his own abilities quiet. Unofficially, however, it was close, but Sonic just had the distinct feeling he might be in the lead. He smiled at this, if only Shadow knew.

Sonic was not a hedgehog either. He may have looked like one, heck, he may have even smelled like one, but he wasn't one, and recently everything had been changing. Scent, for Sapients, was a major part of social interaction and more specific, finding a mate. You could look like a million dollars, but if the scent wasn't right, you were going nowhere. He didn't know how long he could hide the truth.

The Truth. Sonic smirked. How he had managed to hide his true identity for so long, he had no idea. Apparently, his ability to run at the speed of sound was perfectly normal as far was his friends were concerned. Sonic laughed. There was nothing normal about it, and how his friends had accepted this so easily, amazed him. He had made up some cock and bull story about being 'a guy with a talent for speed' but that was all it was, a story. His speed was a trait, as far as he knew, of a completely different species of animal, a species that wasn't even considered normal. 'Normal' society as what Sonic considered it, was where he lived, which was a strange combination of Humans and Sapients that coexisted side by side together. But Sonic wasn't 'normal'. He was a Supernatural.

Sonic was a Werewolf.

Sonic closed his eyes. His long, royal blue quills flowing down his back, shimmering in the sunlight through the window, his long legs, dangling over the edge of the bed, swaying too and fro, his cherry red shoes with the famous red stripe shining in the morning light. His white gloved hands supporting himself on the edge of the bed as he sat there thinking. He could hear movement coming from downstairs, his sensitive werewolf black nose and hearing told him that Tails was up and making breakfast, and for the first time in a long time, they were alone in the house. No visitors.

Sonic's mind when onto Tails. The fox was very trusting, maybe a little too trusting. If he found out that Sonic was a werewolf, how would he react? Betrayed, why didn't he tell him sooner? Or even worse, Lost. Sonic had been Tails' guide through life ever since they found each other and he couldn't just leave the kid fox behind. But if the truth got out, however, he may not have the choice.

Sonic had been doing some research into Werewolves over the years, and in 'normal' society, as he called it, in which he lived. Supernaturals such as Werewolves and Vampires are never spoken about, despite the fact that both species exist. The problem was the only other werewolf around to ask was him. He was alone, he had looked for others of his kind, but without any luck. He looked in the Archives on Angel Island, the inside of Angel Island was hollow and Knuckles had filled the space with an array of scrolls, books, manuscripts and parchments, creating quite a comprehensive library. Knuckles didn't like unexpected guests in his library, and Sonic couldn't research into Werewolves with that Echidna looking over his shoulder. So he had snuck in. The information he found there did not make for pleasant reading. According to the books, Werewolves were said to be brutal, bloodthirsty, savage killing machines and feared by everyone in 'normal' society.

Sonic didn't believe it, even if it was true. If it was, then he didn't want to be a werewolf anymore, as he was none of those things. The mere thought on taking someone's life, anyone's life, make Sonic feel great distaste. He was not a killer. But the thing was, all the books he read on the subject matter, said this about Werewolves. There had to be some truth in it. Which meant that if the truth got out about his true identity, then he would be expecting a lot a aggression from the nearby village and wouldn't be the least bit surprised if he was chased from the area. Like he thought, he may have no choice but the leave Tails behind.

But the books did tell him some other interesting bits of information about Werewolves, like for example, that puberty in adolescence doesn't start in a werewolf until he hits seventeen and continues all the way through until they reach adulthood at twenty-two. These changes include a huge growth spurt, a change of scent, more transformations then normal and increase in strength of the wolf instinct. Sonic found out this last piece of information, the hard way, six months ago, a fews days after his seventeenth birthday, his werewolf instincts began to get the better of him. That had never happened before. He almost bit somebody. Sonic was still teething from that day, he had read that werewolf bites can be fatal, and he had never forgiven himself for it. Sonic had never gotten on well with his werewolf instincts, or his 'inner wolf' as he liked to call him.

He was a pain in the butt most of the time, they were either fighting for control or arguing and recently he had caused Sonic serious trouble, mainly by trying to bite people. To say that Sonic and his 'inner wolf' were a split personality, would be considered brutal. They knew of each other existence, and could interact with each other. There was one and the same person, Sonic was the wolf and the wolf was Sonic, but just different sides. But in the end they shared the same heart, and if the heart desired that Sonic kill no one, than both Sonic and the wolf had to obey.

But there were some things that were happening to him, that were not mentioned in those books. The main one being that why, on this planet, was he born with with female groin if he wasn't a female. Sonic had checked, he had no nipples or teats or any other indications at all that he was female, just the groin. Even his DNA reading came back as male. He didn't look like a girl, he didn't smell like one, he, sure as hell, didn't act like one. He had a large tuft of fur at the front of the groin, representing where his pouch was supposed to be. From a distance, it looked genuine, but very up close and personal, you could tell that something was different. Sonic had never let anyone get that close. All male Sapients have a pouch on their groins where their reproductive organs are kept, with a small slit near the bottom for access in and out. Thats why male Sapients don't need to wear clothes, nothing can be seen anyway. Sonic played on the fact that he looked like a 'normal male Sapient hedgehog', so nobody ever asked any questions when things looked a little different occasional. He never worn any more clothes beyond the normal socks, shoes and gloves and had no intension of doing so.

Sonic was really confused by it all and that was an understatement. He had decided that it had to be a werewolf thing. Because of the puberty he was now going through, and the hormones being sky high, he was packing more testosterone than most. He was definitely not a girl, unable to get pregnant either. He may have had the groin of a female, but Sonic was certain it didn't work. That meant no kids for him, ever, but Sonic was too young, in werewolf terms, to think about that now and he would deal with that when the time came. He dreaded to think of what Amy would do if she found out and decided not to go there. Was this the reason why he was so seriously interested in Shadow?

The main thing that was concerning him at the moment was being found out was a werewolf, with his scent changing. Because scent is such a major part of Sapient society for identifying your friends and foes, when his scent changes, everyone would immediately know. They may not necessarily know what scent had changed to, but they would know something was different. Sonic was certain that Knuckles would know immediately he was a werewolf, when it happens. Sonic was not looking forward the day, but at the moment, it hadn't happened yet. He was safe. But he was very much aware, the clock was ticking.

Sonic opens his eyes, as he sighed, wondering how best to deal with these issues. But at that moment, he didn't get the chance to think about that now, as he stomach began to churn so violently, he found himself running to the bathroom with one hand on his stomach, the other over his mouth. Preying he was going to be fast enough to get to the toilet in time, to throw up down it. He made it, just.

"Okay, I have officially had enough of this!" He said to himself after emptying his stomach. He collapsed next to the toilet bowl, on the floor, feeling slightly dizzy. He had been doing this now, three or four times a day, for the last three weeks, and he had had enough. For a guy whose reputation was of one, who never got sick, this was extremely unusual. There was a knock at the door of the bathroom. It was Tails asking after him.

"Yeah, Tails, I'll be fine, just a bad stomach again." Sonic called back.

"Okay." Said Tails. "Would you like some food to try and settle it?" he asked through the door.

"Please." Sonic replied, hoping for something with meat in it, knowing full well it wasn't going to happen. He heard Tails move away from the door and back downstairs. Sonic rested his head on the toilet bowl. He cursed to himself, it was his own fault he was sick and knew exactly what the cause was. It was, of course, a werewolf thing.

It all started just under a month ago, just before the Grand Prix. Eggman had exceptional timing as always and had planned this Grand Prix to happen during the three days of a full moon.

Ah...a full moon. Next to Eggman, and then Amy, a full moon was the one thing he hated more then anything. It had been the pain in his life, all his life. Because every full moon, a werewolf transforms into a beast, strong, powerful and majestic. Sonic hadn't transformed into a beast or 'full wolf' for almost ten years now, because he had found a guy, through a friend of a friend, who was able to make a Werewolf Serum, for him. Taken three days before the first day of the full moon, stops the transformation dead. Unfortunately, there was one major downside of the Serum, the application. The entire Serum had to be administered directly into the bloodstream, within five seconds of the Serum of it hitting the bloodstream, and a single dose is very large. The net result was that the syringes were huge, a foot in length, with a three inch needle, and a nine inch casing full of the bright purple Serum, with an automatic release mechanism.

Sonic hated them, because he had to plunge the needle directly into his heart, which was excruciatingly painful, then struggle to hold still long enough for the Serum to be applied. Once inside, the Serum would calm his transformation symptoms, which would start a fews days before a full moon, and in the end, would make him feel better. It was for that reason alone, that Sonic put up with Serum, because the alternative, he just couldn't face. Therefore the black wooden box of a dozen syringes of Serum, he kept under a loose floorboard, under him bed, was he most prised procession. He still had three doses left, so all was well for now. He have to chase up more Serum soon, but not now.

Therefore, the Grand Prix happening over a full moon, was a far as Sonic was concerned, was not a problem. He would, as usual, take the Serum, and act like nothing was out of the ordinary. Or so he thought.

While Tails, and Knuckles were preparing their Extreme Gear boards, for the Grand Prix, Sonic had snuck upstairs, and took the Serum in secret, leaving two doses left, shuddering in pain was usual, then moved back downstairs to join them. They didn't notice he had been gone. They made their preparations for the Grand Prix and set out the travel to the location. It took nearly three days to get there. The Grand Prix was in the middle of nowhere. What was Eggman playing at? It took so long because they travelled by Tails' Biplane, and it wasn't as fast as Sonic. In fact it was incredibly slow, but unlike Sonic, it could carry the three of them, plus their gear. Sonic had complained for most of the journey. He was not usually this edgy. They landed at the Grand Prix, to find some of the teams already there. Sonic toppled out of the plane, landing awkwardly on feet, to strange looks from some of the other people there. He wasn't feeling too well. Tails and Knuckles looked at him, the way he was acting was extremely unusual, because Sonic was beginning to panic.

He knew why he was feeling unwell, and thats why he was panicking. He was feeling symptoms of the werewolf transformation happening inside him. His bones were beginning to ache and his organs were beginning to shift.

What was happening? The Serum hadn't worked. Why and what was going on? He didn't want to turn into a beast in front on his friends, not now, he wasn't ready for them to know. The transformation was going to happen and he couldn't stop it. Or maybe he could. He still had two doses left, if he could get home fast, take another dose of Serum and get back to the Grand Prix, he might be able to pull this off. Sonic began to prepare to run back to Tails' House.

"Hey. Where are you going?" Knuckles confronted him.

"Sorry, Knucklehead. But I have forgotten something back at the house." Sonic said, trying to act lightheartedly. Knuckles and Tails stared at him.

"Sonic, its miles away, and you could have mentioned this sooner." Tails said.

"Plus the opening ceremony starts in a few hours." Knuckles spat, folding his arms, looking throughly unimpressed.

Sonic shrugged this off. "Don't worry, Knucklehead, I'll be back in time." Because if he wasn't, they would be disqualified. Before either of them could say anything further, Sonic was off. Sonic didn't just run home, he bolted back in absolute panic. Sonic didn't think he had ran so fast in his life. He didn't break the sound barrier, he smashed it. He must have travelled close to twice the speed of sound that day. He had no idea. He made it back in record time, within an hour, and ran straight to the his room. He dived under his bed, an grabbed his back wooden box, opened it, grabbed one of the two full syringes and without even thinking, plunged it straight into his heart. He screamed out in pain, and felt the Serum immediately take effect.

He felt his strength return to him, his muscles became more toned, and finally, everything stopped aching, his organs returning to normal. After a few minutes, he felt a lot better, but still collapsed on the floor next to the his bed. Sonic sat there for some time, but then he looked at the clock and realised he had to get moving, if he wanted to get back to Grand Prix in time. He put the empty Serum syringe back in the black box and put the box back under the bed. He still had one dose left. So all was well for now. Sonic left his room as he found it, but noticed that his Extreme Gear glasses were on the side, he grabbed them on the way out, and left.

Unbeknown to Sonic, someone was watching him though the window.

Sonic made it back to the Grand Prix with minutes to spare, and then proceeded to win it it spectacular style. He pulled off moves he had never done before, at unbelievable speeds. Sonic's werewolf strength was growing everyday. Sonic was very much full of himself when they got back. Tails and Knuckles were talking about it for some time afterwards.

But it was within a fews days of getting back from the Grand Prix, that Sonic immediately regretted taking the second dose of Werewolf Serum, when he fell very ill indeed. He had overdosed, and now he was sick in bed, really sick, throwing his guts up every few hours. Tails and Knuckles were extremely worried, they had never seen Sonic so ill, in fact they had never seen him ill at all before, ever. They wanted to call a doctor in. That was not going to happen. He didn't want a doctor, poking and prodding in places he wasn't welcome. He majorly argued with Tails and Knuckles over this, but in the end, they submitted, letting Sonic have his way.

His werewolf instincts were seriously firing up and Sonic could just about cope with Tails' fussing over him, but Knuckles was a bit more heavy handed in his caring duties, and when he tried to put a hand on Sonic's forehead to check his temperature. Sonic's 'inner wolf' got the better of him and he made a bid for Knuckles' hand. If Knuckles' own instincts had not been on the ball that day, Sonic would have bitten him. Sonic's teeth snapped down on thin air, to Tails and Knuckles staring at him. He looked at them embarrassed. How could he so stupid? He apologised, claiming that he was ill, but he didn't think that they believed him anymore.

That was some time ago, and finally Sonic had stopped throwing up and was feeling a lot better. But Tails and Knuckles were acting very timid around him, did they know? But all that was forgotten, when a letter landed on their doorstep. They opened it, it was from Eggman. Another Grand Prix was underway, starting in less then a week, in a relatively local location. The three friends stared at each other, what was going on? Why would he hold another Grand Prix so close to previous one? It made no sense. But the three friends decided to go anyway, find out why Eggman would make such a move and solve the mystery. Sonic noticed that this second Grand Prix also landed on the three days of a full moon. Sonic panicked, but he just thought that it was a coincidence, nothing more.

'I still have one dose left of the Serum, it will have to do.' thought Sonic. 'But I'm going to have to take closer to time, so that it can be its most effective.' That meant taking the syringe with him. It was a risky move, but he had no choice, he didn't want to transform. They gathered their things together and prepared to leave. Sonic ran up the stairs to his room and opened the door and immediately stopped. There was a strange scent in the room. An intruder. Sonic's 'inner wolf' flared, he gritted his teeth and growled under his breathe. Sonic's eyes scanned the room, the intruder was long gone, but the window was open. That wasn't that unusual, Sonic's window was always open. He breathed in deep, and took a large lung full of the intruder scent, desperately trying to recognise it. But he didn't. He looked around, he couldn't see anything missing. Sonic frowned, why would an intruder enter his room and not take anything? It made no sense.

Sonic heard his name being called from downstairs, the others were eager to leave. Sonic sighed, he dived under his bed, to the wooden box, to grab the item he originally come up here for. The last dose of Werewolf Serum. He opened the box and what hit him first, was the scent of the intruder was even stronger from in box and second, the Werewolf Serum dose was gone. Now he knew the intruder had stolen from him and now he really panicked. Somebody knew. But that made no sense. Why steal the Serum? The only person it worked on was Sonic, as far as he knew, he was the only werewolf around, he had never seen another member of his kind.

Sonic began to pace his room, planning to run to his friend who makes the Serum to ask for more, but there was no time. Tails and Knuckles were getting very impatient downstairs. He had to leave now with his friends. Maybe he could figure something out later, maybe he'd get chance to run to his friend at some point at the Grand Prix. Now, that was all he had.

They travelled to the Grand Prix within an hour, a large local woodland area, but by the time they got there, dusk was falling on the horizon. Sonic tried desperately trying not to show his panic in front of friends. Team Rose, with Amy, Cream and Cheese, and Big the Cat, The Babylon Rogues, Jet, Wave and Storm, Team Chaotix, Vector, Espio, and Charmy, and finally Team Dark Shadow, Rouge and E123 Omega.

Amy, as usual, was all over him, but her hugs caused him great pain. The symptoms of the transformation has already starting and his bones and organs were preparing to change. The transformation itself doesn't actually happen until the moon was full in the sky, but it did make Sonic feel very ill before hand. His squeals of pain, caused Amy to let him go, causing her to stare at him. He tried to wave it off as nothing but he didn't think they believed him. Sonic looked around. He eyes fell on Shadow. He ignored him. Sonic's cheeks when pink but a tug from Tails caused him to move on. He moved towards the main tent where opening ceremony was to be held. He eyes fell on Jet as he entered. Sonic saw he was very smug about something. Sonic was now looking very pale now, and sweating uncontrollably.

"What's the matter, hedgehog, lost your strength? You don't look too well." Jet said to Sonic in a cruel voice.

"What are you talking about? I'm fine!" Sonic exclaimed. He wasn't fine, but he wasn't going to tell Jet that.

Jet moved up to Sonic, so close that there noses were nearly touching.

"We shall see about that, hedgehog!" Jet smirked. This tone of voice was unusually cold for Jet, more commonly found on Shadow. Then he smelled it on Jet. A smell that only he knew. The pungent, but faint smell of the Werewolf Serum. Sonic stared. The fact that Jet was now carrying the scent, meant only one thing. He had taken it. What was he thinking? How stupid was Jet? Sonic had found his intruder. What did Jet think it was? Some kind of 'Performance Enhancer' or something? He must have done. Was Jet really that desperate to beat him? Now the panic inside Sonic doubled, as he now had no idea what was going to happen to him, or Jet, when the moon came out within the hour. They stared at each other for a few more moments, until the music began to play for the opening ceremony and Sonic found himself be shunned to the side by Tails and Knuckles.

The next hour, was the longest hour of his life, and Sonic spent most of the opening ceremony staring at Jet, looking for any changes. But then he had to do his bit in the ceremony as the leader of Team Heroes. Forcing his eyes away from Jet, he did his performance, trying desperately hard not to shake. The symptoms were now worse then ever. People were staring at him. He grinned and moved to the side. Tails and Knuckles both looked at him as the ceremony ended, and as it did, Sonic looked around. He jaw dropped in horror.

Jet was gone. Now he really did actually panic. This forced Knuckles to grab him and shake him, hard.

"What is wrong with you? You've acting strange ever since we got here. What's going on?" Sonic wanted to tell him. Sonic was desperate to tell him. But he didn't get the chance. The large tent fell silent, as a blood curlicuing scream came from outside. Shear panic set in inside Sonic and with strength he didn't even know he had, he threw Knuckles off of him and ran in the direction of the scream.

He was the first by far to arrive at the clearing in the surrounding forest, to find Jet screwed in a ball on the ground, squealing in pain. Wave was knelling over him, it was her scream he'd heard. Storm standing to the side, worried. The three of them bathed in moonlight.

Moonlight! Sonic eyes went skyward, and real fear took over him. The moon was large, bright and magnificent round disc in the cloudless sky. Sonic buckled in pain, holding his stomach, but did extremely well not fall to his knees. He stayed on feet. But he did scream. The caused Wave to turn and look at him. Her eyes were in tears.

"What was in that stuff?" she cried. Sonic was about tell her, but she cut across him. "It wasn't performance enhancer, was it." She stared at him. Sonic shook his head. She cried her eyes out over Jet. He was changing fast, into what, Sonic didn't know. Sonic's own transformation was taking hold. He was fighting it with every ounce of his being. It had the inner strength to slow it but not to stop it.

"What are you?" she exclaimed. Right there and then, as the other racers and officials appeared behind him, muttering among themselves, he didn't know anymore. Tails and Knuckles appeared behind him. Tails rans to Jet's side and Knuckles place a hand on Sonic's shoulder.

"Please, someone get some help!" Tails cried and the officials left.

"You okay, big guy?" Knuckles asked Sonic in a soft voice, looking extremely concerned. Sonic shook his head, but he didn't get chance to say anything, when it happened.

Jet began to transform and fast. Sonic ran forward, extremely fast, grabbing Wave and Tails out of way. His body grew uncontrollably to an extremely large size, long sharp teeth appeared in his beak, the feathered exterior were replaced with long green fur. Jet screamed in pain, as bones were broken and reformed, tendons snapped and remoulded, creating a creature never seen before. Jet's wings turned into huge arms and his legs bust through his shoes, they grew very large. But what got to Sonic the was Jet's eyes, they went from a cool blue to a fiery red, on a cruel green background. Sonic saw that Jet's mind was now long gone, he was now a mindless beast, and snarling at them, on all fours.

People began to scream.

"RUN!" Sonic shouted at the top of voice. He temporarily forgot about his own transformation pain. "I'LL HOLD HIM OFF!"

"WHAT!" Several people exclaiming. Knuckles ran up to him. He grabbed him.

"Your not strong enough to take him on!" Knuckles cried, pointing at Jet.

"Not yet!" Sonic said to himself, but loud enough for him to hear. Knuckles stared. Sonic hoped that his transformation would be strong enough for this. He hadn't transformed in ten years, he really didn't know. Knuckles was about to argue with him, but then Jet attacked. With one swipe of his clawed hand, took out Knuckles but Sonic somehow managed to dodge it. Jet the monster, had his eyes fixed on Sonic. The monster made another attack at Sonic, but the surge of pain caught him off guard from his 'inner wolf' trying to get out, caused Sonic to take the full force of the attack, sending him flying into a tree. He hit the trunk hard, and landed on the ground. He was dazed. He remembered someone calling his name. He closed his eyes. Sonic finally gave up the fight, and let the transformation happen.

Sonic's 'inner wolf' came to forefront of his mind and took over. He began to grow, his muscles down his arms, legs and back began to bulge and increase rapidly in size. His hands grew out of his gloves, extremely long, sharp claws on the end. Large paws appeared on his feet, again with long, sharp claws, his shoes and socks disappearing. Sonic's fur began to grow extremely long, and tail also grew. His muzzle and nose began to elongate and his sense of smell exploded as everything came at him at once. His mouth began to ache as canine fangs and teeth began to grow in his mouth. He grew to the same size as that monster Jet, as he was turning from a hedgehog into a wolf, a werewolf. His fur coat went from being royal blue, to a dark grey, but only his eyes remained the same. Still bright green.

They remained the same, because Sonic was still in there. For the first time in his life, he embraced the 'inner wolf' inside of him. He merged with it, and felt the strength and power his new wolf body was now giving him. He also noticed that his incredible speed also still remained. All of these changes happened very quickly and very painfully. But Sonic's mind was not on that now. His transformation was complete, he was now a full werewolf, powerful, strong, fast and majestic, and now both he and his 'inner wolf' had one goal in mind. The same goal. To stop that Jet monster, and save his friends. He was not a mindless beast.

Sonic got to his feet, standing on all fours, three times larger then the average Sapient. His eyes were fixed on Jet, who was chasing after his friends. Knuckles had been hiding behind a tree next to him, and saw the whole transformation take place.

"Sonic!?" he said, unable to believe what he'd just seen. Sonic heard him and their eyes met. Sonic saw recognition his the Echidna's eyes. Knuckles didn't know exactly what he was now. A scream caused their gaze to part, as he saw his friends run back towards their direction. Sonic allows the Sapients to run past him, and then he jumped out with incredible speed and power, right out in front of Jet. The monster was snarling and seriously out of control, but Sonic knew exactly what to do. His wolf instincts were in charge now and telling him everything he needed to know. Sonic had allowed them to take over. Sonic snarled himself and jumped, at the same time as Jet, and the clash of the two fierce beasts was epic and the resulting fight brutal, extremely fast and very violent. Jet gave Sonic swipe after swipe of his large clawed hands. Sonic dodged most of them, he was faster then Jet but the monster was heavier. But he did take hits, his face and shoulders badly gouged and clawed. Sonic used in own hands and claws, swinging at Jet, getting hits himself, those evil looking eyes glaring at him. Now Jet was seriously on him, ripping at his back, Sonic through him off of him. Sonic then saw out of the corner of his eye, his friends now had a chance to escape. He saw Tails looking at him, tears in his eyes.

'I'm sorry, Tails.' Sonic thought, but he couldn't think about that now, because Jet grabbed him from behind and sung his teeth into flank. Sonic roared in pain, and rounded on his attacker. He grabbed Jet and sung his own teeth into Jet's shoulder. The monster roared. They moved and scuffled, fighting for dominance. This was a battle of shear brute strength. Somehow, Sonic forced Jet to the ground, on his front. Sonic stood on top of him, and moved his grip from his shoulder to the back of his neck. Sonic then proceeded to shake and maul the monster extremely violently, his claws digging into his back.

Sonic shock the monster like he was a rag doll. The monster howled and finally, fell silent. It collapsed on the floor, out cold. Sonic let his prey go. He lifted his head and stretched.

'OUCH!' Sonic screamed inside his head. He injuries were severe. His flank on his left leg was badly bleeding and his head was throbbing, also badly blooded. He was growling, heavily out of breathe, and as he looked around, he came back to some of his senses, as wolf instincts began to die down.

'Oh good!' Sonic thought. 'They all got away in time.' Speaking of his friends. There was a groan from beneath him.

'Jet!' Sonic sniffed his quarry. The monster was still alive. Sonic may have lost control during the fight, but he was relieved that when it came to killing, his heart still ruled. He would never kill anyone, monster or otherwise, full wolf or hedgehog. He lifted his head, and plonked his bottom on the ground.

'Ouch!' he thought again. He twisted around and began to lick his injuries, especially on his flank and leg. It did feel a bit better. He felt the moonlight on his back as he did this. This was who he was, a werewolf, and for the first time in his life, is was at piece with it. But he was the only one that was. A scream from behind him, broke Sonic from his train of thought. He looked behind him, and saw Wave running, very fast, towards him, her eyes streaming with tears. She had Tails, Knuckles, Storm, Rouge and Shadow on her tail.

"Hey, you MONSTER!" she screamed. "Get away from him!" She launched herself at him, forcing Sonic to move. She fell to her knees by Jet's side crying.

'What, wait!' Sonic claimed in his head. 'I'm not a monster, I'm not a murderer!' he thought in horror. Sonic noticed that he couldn't speak in his werewolf form. He didn't have vocal cords capable of speech.

Then all of a sudden, they surrounded him. Tails, Knuckles, Storm, Rouge and Shadow. Shadow with daggers in his eyes, smirking evilly, a pair of pistols in his hands, both trained on Sonic. Knuckles and Storm had his fists clenched, Rough ready to kick him. They were all looking at him with hatred in their eyes, at what Sonic has just done to Jet. They all thought he was a monster, a mindless beast, a murderer. Sonic turned a circle looking at each of his friends. He was very frightened, he had never been so scared in his life. What were they going do to him?

'Guys, please!' Sonic cried inside his head. 'I'm still in here. I'm not a killer, he's still alive.' He looked towards Jet. Tears fell down his face. He turned to each of his friends 'Tails, please, I'm here.' The kid fox looked scared. He got no reaction from him. He couldn't hear him. None of them could.

'Knuckles, Storm, Rouge, I beg you, please don't. I didn't mean to hurt him, I just wanted to stop him from hurting you.' Sonic thoughts cried as he tried to move towards them when he felt a cold, hard, metal pistol pressed up against his head, Shadow cocking the mechanism, it was armed, an emotionless cold look on his face. The smirk disappearing.

Sonic cried his heart out 'Shadow, please, don't kill me!' He thought, completely forgetting he was immortal. 'I swear I didn't kill him, I'm not a killer, he alive!' Sonic prayed deep down in a heart, he wished Shadow could hear. More now then ever.

'Shadow!' Sonic formed the words in head and throw them at him. Shadow's look was as emotionlessly cold as ever. Sonic saw the finger on the trigger of the gun move.

'Shadow!' he cried.

Nothing.

'Shadow!' He closed his eyes, waiting for the gun to go off. How could a hedgehog he loved so much be so brutal? Forming the word clearer then ever in his mind, shouting as though he had a voice inside his head. He let it rip. He screamed.

{SHADOW!}

Shadow jumped a mile, a look of shock on his face, lowering his guns. Everybody looked at him, nobody else had heard it.

"What the...! Sonic?!" He gasped and stared at the werewolf, they all did. Sonic heard his name being said, and for a brief moment, their eyes met. For split second, Sonic saw something in those black hedgehog's eyes.

But Sonic was shaking. He was so frightened that he saw Shadow's diversion as an opportunity and ran for it, pushing past him. He ran on all fours, extremely fast into the night. He had no idea where he was going but he had to get out of there. He noticed his friends didn't follow him, they must have let him go.