Dream Shifter -WIP-(First rough draft)The story of the shifters is an unusual one at best, and starts in a dream. This isnt your average dream about happenings from a previous day, images of the past, or whimsical hopes or wishes. This dream took place in another world, another time and place, of things that never were or will be. A dream of what could have been.This wasnt the first time Nadren had had a dream like this, and proly wouldnt be his last. They had been plaguing his nights for over a year now, everynight and even sometimes when he daydreamed. The problem wasnt the dreams themselves, but the nature of the dreams. He was always himself, that was certain, nothing fantastical, but the setting, the people, were rarely the same. And the way it felt... it felt more real than being awake at times. So very real, sometimes seeming to last days or even weeks at a time. There were times he would wake up completely lost and confused as to where he was.One dream in partiular, the only reoccuring dream h
Black :: Black and the voidNihilian Effect :: BlackChapter 1: The Black and the voidSpace. The empty, cold void of infinite silence. So dark, yet permeated by light, the light of a trillion stars. Even those were but specs in the distance, many to far to even be seen. A trillion stars, a million worlds, and still so lonely. Always alone. At least, that was how he saw it. How long had he been traveling, floating, out amidst the nothing? Forever it seemed.That is how it had always been, forever and alone, and how his kind always was. Viewing from a distance, they had always been, and always would be. Observers who never interfered, never appeared, never mingled. Even amongst themselves, it was rare to see two together, much less a group. It would be centuries before he came in contact with another. He knew some, could feel their direction, and with some who he had a link, if that was what it could be called, he could sense a little more. Not that any one of them was any different than the rest.He was. He longe
.:What He Needs Part 1:. Rouge lazily lounged upon her couch, wracking her brain for a way to spend the day. It was her off day, and she wanted to be enjoying herself, but everything she thought of either sounded dull or overdone. Part of her wanted to go rob a couple of good jewelry shops, but she had already hit up nearly every store within the vicinity at least twice within the past month. Security at each one was almost certainly tight now, expecting her to strike again. As much as she hated to admit, she'd have to wait a while before stealing anymore jewels. There was the Master Emerald, but she was sure Knuckles was expecting her today, considering she had already tried to snatch the giant gemstone the day before. He would be on guard and she wasn't in the mood to fight with the dense echidna today. Sighing inwardly, she decided that watching television would just have to do for the time being, at least until a good idea struck her.