Sonic Unleashed Chapter 30Sonic Unleashed Chapter 30Sonic Unleashed Chapter 30 by Pichulover20
Sonic fell to his knees and grasped his stomach, feeling himself beginning to change.
Quick! shouted Anaid. We need to get him to shelter!
Amy nodded and she and Knuckles helped Sonic up.
Night, the moon was out and snow had fallen over the frozen ocean for the last 2 days that Sonic and his friends were out on the go, heading for Mazuri.
They ran to a small wave that was frozen in the air, due to Integritys magic.
The wave was curled over almost reaching the water again. It was the perfect place to camp out for the night until morning.
Once they were completely under, Sonic felt the need to pull away from the two and he leaned on the waves inner wall, panting and quivering.
Anaid reached for him and took his arm.
Sonic weakly looked down at her and smiled faintly.
I Im okay, Anaid. He told her as he sat down.
His fur soon turned to gray as
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"Werewolfism" - Common fable, but I'm here to explain how it could happen: the "curse" would (most likely) be a type of retrovirus, which would remain dormant for quite a while. Said virus could be passed down by genetics (genetic disorder) or by exchange of DNA directly to the bloodstream (saliva, blood-transfusion, etc.). The virus (if the person was born with it) would begin to multiply, literally, as soon as the person was born. Over the years, the virus count would reach a maximum number in which it could live, and lay dormant. It would then have to be stimulated in one of the most extreme ways possible for a human to encounter: puberty.
Born with the Strand:</b> As the body begins to mature more, the virus may sense the changes, and become active, but is only "released" on the body's internal clock. If it's the usual "Once-a-month" strand of virus, it acts on, so-called, "PMS" time (Even in boys), although, it's also stimu
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Some people meet women at work, some at bars, some at school. I met my girlfriend when she was being virtually killed by her ex-boyfriend.
It happened during in the middle of the second year of my bacheor.
I was walking back home from seeing a late movie, when I heard deep animal snarl and a woman screaming. The good-natured guy I was, I ran towards the noise, but I wasn't really prepared for what I saw. A young woman was being torn into by a big dog. She was tiny in comparison to the beast, and had not hope of escaping.
During her pointless fight against the monster, she spotted me. Even today I still recall looking into those gray, almost shining silver eyes for the first time, and seeing everything. Her innoecence, her beauty, her soul, her cry for me to help. Her silent plea halted my backwards motion and I knew I had to try and save her.
I spotted a dumpster full of building refuse and stumbled over to it, finding a suitable rusting pipe. I heard a terrible s