#shadowofmyeye

[professorgerald]

★ :A socially unacceptable thought they've had

★ :A socially unacceptable thought they’ve had

"It would be soooo much easier if there was no one left to get in my way. I wonder if my grandson would help me… no, no, I can’t do something like that! I can’t!"

[professorgerald]

Black Doom grabbed him roughly by the collar, hatred burning in his eyes. "We need to have a long talk. Now."

"Hgckk—" the professor choked, struggling in the other’s grasp. "There’s nothing to talk about," he hissed through gritted teeth.

[professorgerald]

He stopped. Double-take. Glare--very, very dark and angry glare. He had to be seeing things. Gods help him if he wasn't seeing things, because it would take every ounce of restraint in his body to keep him from outright breaking this traitor's neck outright...

Gerald felt eyes upon him, and it sent a chill down his spine. Mobian ears twitched as he turned to see who was watching him.

His eyes widened.

No, he was seeing things. That wasn’t him. It couldn’t be. Hadn’t Shadow rid the world of that menace? The invasion had already happened, hadn’t it?

There was no thought behind it.

The professor turned and broke into a run.

[ahigherplaneofexistence]

Ah, lucky me, another Shadow. Am I a stranger to you? Have you met the Black Doom of your dimension?

“… The what?”