X.A.N.A owns you_
{ I'm waking up, I feel it, in my Bones }
A superior multi-agent program that has currently taken residence in the body of Shadow the Hedgehog.

Status: deactivided Tower
M!A: None
{An independent AU blog for a possessed!version of Shadow The Hedgehog. Shadow and Xana belong to their respective owners.}

Turns out I’m alright. For now at least. I had stayed up since 4 AM and woke up an hour later with a horrible pain in my stomach. I’ve only slept for a couple of hours after it seemed to settle. I kept wakin up when my friend’s kittens were climbing on me.

But otherwise, all I seem to be lacking is some sleep now that I have eaten finally. Hopefully I won’t regret it later.

I hope all is doing well.

Organic Technology (Xana)

askimmortallifeform:

xanafiedshadow:

Change was probably too light of a word to explain what was happening to Hark. Seemed like the last few weeks had not only changed, but morphed Hark into something that could never really be him, yet was to the extreme.

And the change that Xana pointed out was only the beginning of it.

Chaos slowly gathered into Hark’s body, and the cracks along it along with his eyes reacted accordingly, steadily beginning to glow green as his pupils seemed to fade out of sight, if only a little. The worst area was on his back, where his spinal cord was, but he was not about to undress to show as he spoke.

"I have. Chaos Energy and I are getting more in sync, so to speak, plus the latest addition to my core was more than my body could take. The glow that you see is the glow of Chaos. I am… Not exactly sure if I can be considered a Shadow alternate, at this stage."

Xana took a step back when Chaos began to gather around Hark, causing his form to glitch in and out of existence. He hated what Chaos energy did to him, why did it even exist? Why couldn’t everything just run on electricity? Another few steps back, trying to regenerate without freezing. How annoying. The program gave a huff, placing his hands on his hips, “Greaaat. If it wasn’t bad enough before”.

A pause as Xana seemed to think to himself for a moment, eyes narrowing, “Wouldn’t these new features be considered perks for you? That’s just not fair. To ‘die’ for a period of time and then come back with all this new shit. If I were to get deleted that sure as hell wouldn’t be my case”. The program made his way over to the couch, seating himself with a ‘plop’. It was still hard to wrap his mind around the fact that Hark was back, after going through so much to convince himself otherwise. It was only slightly frustrating.

Organic Technology (Xana)

askimmortallifeform:

xanafiedshadow:

Hark was rarely unsure.

He knew that setting Xana free from the robot would leave him to feel the entire array of emotions the ones around him had felt when he’d returned. He knew that, from that moment on, there was not telling of the program would either slap him or hug him so fiercely, it would feel like being trapped into a vice.

And that was where the uncertainty came from.

For, even as confident or as happy Hark looked, he knew that he was about to deal with what Xana truly wanted to do. He was about to deal with part of the consequences of what he’d done.

The grab at his cape had him nearly flinching, and the hug had him blinking before the first sob was heard, bringing a smile to Hark’s face.

Xana had missed him. Just as much as he’d missed the program.

"I love you, too, son," was all he could say as he returned the hug just as strongly, even giving Xana a few gentle pats along his back to soothe. "And I’ll try. I’ll goddamn try."

All he could do was scoff at the response, hold tightening for a moment. He’d missed him, too much for the program’s taste and there was no way in hell he’d bluntly admit that. Though, Hark seemed to get the message just fine and he’d leave it at that. The comforting pats had him wanting to stay in the others’ arms, to feel the fact that the hedgehog was alive. Somehow. Someway. It still did not make much sense to Xana as to how the other got his body back or how he even came back at all.

But for now, he did not give a shit about how it happened. He was just glad that his father was back.

Reluctantly he pulled away, rubbing his face to try and rid the evidence of his emotional breakdown. “I will hold you to that”, he grumbled quietly, afraid his voice would crack if he spoke any louder. The program heaved a sigh, symbols meeting green hues. He frowned, eyes trailing over the features Hark had seemed to acquire. “I know it has been a while since I’ve seen you but. You look as if you’ve changed”, Xana knew that he wasn’t making this up. Hark had red eyes last time he saw him, not to mention there were these annoying little stretch marks on the side of the others’ muzzle.

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//fills the entirety of inbox with toasters and baguettes//

Bones was completely confused as to why there were so many toasters and baguettes lying around. And each time he tried asking the program if he’d been the one to request for them, he’d just get mad and storm off. He was going to have to figure out what to do with all this stuff..

Organic Technology (Xana)

askimmortallifeform:

xanafiedshadow:

He knew he was asking for a lot. He knew that, by freeing Xana from the protective shell, the program was more likely to have problem with his emotions. But he didn’t care. He didn’t care one bit if Xana decided that there was due punishment.

This was his son. And Hark didn’t want to deal with any middle ground when it came to emotions, anger or otherwise. The smile on Hark’s face as the program came out told as much, certainly when there wasn’t a second thought at him kneeling on the ground, arms opening up welcomingly.

"Yes. Thank you. Come here," was all he could say.

The smile was met with a scowl, unable to feel the happiness Hark seemed to receive when he’d exited the machine. In fact he felt pretty shitty. He actually had to put effort into breathing to keep himself from breaking down. It only got worse when he watched Hark bend down with open arms, looking as if he wanted a hug. This earned a roll of the program’s eyes, offering a dry laugh.

“I am not a child”, he huffed as he stepped closer reluctantly. His ears pinned once he was close enough to touch Hark, seeming to pause to think for a moment. In a quick movement he grabbed the hedgehog’s collar and hauled him up to stand before bringing him into a clumsy embrace. The older hedgehog could probably feel nails digging into his back as Xana clung to him, burying his face into the others’ shoulder. This was real. Hark was alive again..

“I fucking hate you”, came a muffled growl as his form began to shake, a sob escaping him moments later, “Don’t you ever do that again”.

Organic Technology (Xana)

askimmortallifeform:

xanafiedshadow:

The twist and pull surprised him, and Xana was met with a blinking gaze, a few tears slipping out as Hark listened, biting his inner lip. The hug only made it both worse and better as he returned it with all he had.

Xana had a point. There was nothing he could do to soothe the anger, nothing would make up for leaving his family behind the moment they needed him most. Commander needed him to figure out what to do with the Chaos Energy invading his world and mind, Chad and Rogue needed him for their world to get better, everyone needed him for one reason or another. And now, even his new world needed him. Desperately needed him.

Contained tears flowed along tan cheeks as he returned the hug, whispering something that he wasn’t sure how Xana would react to.

"Could you please get out of that robot? I want to see you."

The tears that streaked across the hedgehog’s face only made the urge to smack him dimmer and his embrace tighten. Even if he could hardly feel the hug emotionally, at the very least he could offer some comfort to Hark. No, he wouldn’t hit him. Sadly, it would probably make things worse for both of them. For Xana, he’d simply regret his actions and well, Hark would be leaving with some broken teeth. Not the best solution and even someone like the program knew that. Though, admittedly it helped being inside a machine. Made it easier to think based on logic.

Xana easily caught the whisper, seemingly freezing in place for a moment before pulling away, unable to convey his feelings with a simple look. Which would have been something close to a scowl.

» You are certainly asking for a lot from someone who isn’t very happy with you at the moment.

Another sigh from his speakers, taking a moment to scan his surroundings for anything close by. He did not want to be caught off guard. He removed himself from Hark, stepping over to the living room. It took a few minutes, but the machine began to power down, smoke seeping out and onto the floor. Only to form a specter of a hedgehog moments later, ears pinning as he tried to settle the bubbling up emotions threatening the drown him.

“There, you happy”, came a weak growl, opening his arms before dropping them to his sides, looking hurt.

Organic Technology (Xana)

askimmortallifeform:

xanafiedshadow:

To say that Hark felt hurt was putting it lightly. Ears folded, tail low and eyes averted, for a brief moment, he wondered why he’d called. Xana was obviously pissed off, hurt, and not in the mood to deal with what had happened. The fact that the situation with Commander and Opiate had just about exploded after the whole situation with the woman…

Xana probably had just about enough of dealing with Shadow alternates right about now.

Hark didn’t think twice, showing up in the Hermitage’s living room before trying to find the elusive program. The robot didn’t even stun him, either, as he took it into a gentle hold from behind, not missing the burn in his eyes.

"And I’m sorry. I’m sorry it feels like everything I told you was a lie. I’m sorry that I wasn’t able to help you, give you and your host shelter because I couldn’t be there. And I’m sorry if you feel like I shouldn’t exist because of all the pain I left you to deal with. As much as you don’t want me to say it, I’m sorry."

And he was ready for whatever punishment Xana would feel fit to deliver.

Xana glared at the squirming cat in his grip, not paying any mind to his radar that was sensing an organic presence in his living room. It was only till he felt something press against him did he realize he wasn’t alone. This caused Odd to slip out of his grip, yowling as the cat made a mad dash out of the kitchen. If the program could gasp, he would have, about ready to take the arm holding him and twist it.

All until the person spoke, recognizing the voice. It had been a while since he’d heard Hark face to face. Not just in that strange spirit form he was in originally. But actually there. He wished he could feel texture. The hug was hard to register being inside a machine.

It was easier to suppress feelings while also making it harder to express them. For once, it was all a little frustrating. A metallic hand gripped Hark’s arm, forcing the hedgehog to move away from him and be brought in front of the program. He was a little surprised to see the changes, worry prickling in the back of his mind. But it wouldn’t show, nothing would. The immortal life form only met with a stone glare, one that couldn’t be changed due to construction. Oh the urge to punch something was making him itch.

» Shut up. Just be quiet.

A tight squeeze on the others’ arm as Xana’s gaze met the ground. Even now, being inside this machine wasn’t helping with his sadness. In fact it seemed to be simple containing it. He wasn’t sure at this point whether crying would be better than keeping it constrained.

» You’re right, no amount of apologies will make up for what you did. But_

The sound of a sigh left him before he pulled Hark into a hug, the hurt making his voice crack.

» I am glad you’re back. And that relief overcomes that want to punch your face in.

@blue-needle said:

((SORRY TO CUT IN HERE BUT LOOK AT YOUR GOD DAMN FACE STOP IT IT’S TOO CUTE. I SWEAR IM GOING TO BED NOW. ALSO I SEE SHADOW SAGA BEHIND YOU AND THAT PLEASES ME, GOODNIGHT.))

((LMAO OMfg AHHHHHHHHH KHSBFkhbfkdbsg THANK YOU BB I HOPE U SLEEP WELL. AND YES I GOT THAT LOVELY SAGA FROM STORMEH- IT’S SIGNED AND EVERYTHING-

ANYWAYS YES <33333 YOU ARE A CUTIE TOO DONT U FORGET- ))

((Thank you Xana you gave me motivation to study French >:D ))

((YES GOOD. I DON’T EVEN KNOW FRENCH BUT LIKE,THE MORE LANGUAGE THE BETTER-

GOOGLE TRANSLATE HAS BEEN MY BEST FRIEND SINCE FRESHMAN YEAR))

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((I’M SO LAUGH RIGHT NOW JUST- I AM TERRIBLE PERSON TO LAUGH AT MY MUSE’S PAin JUST- GOOD JOB MALIK GAWD DARNit))