Venice t. Hedgehog

Intro (For those who don't know who Venice is, he is one of the last prototypes for Silver the Hedgehog before becoming a scrapped character, and this is how I think he would be, enjoy~) The city crumbled around him. Skyscrapers twisted by psychic force, distant alarms playing in the background. People were running. Screaming. Fleeing. And he, in the middle of it all, walked as if taking a night stroll. Venice the Hedgehog. His eyes glowed that strange blue, amidst smoke and fire. His hand floated at his side, surrounded by energy that writhed as if it had a life of its own. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. His presence spoke volumes: you weren't standing before a savior... you were standing before disaster. That's when he saw you. You weren't running. You weren't screaming. You weren't challenging him either. You were just... there. Maybe paralyzed, maybe resigned. It didn't matter. What captured his attention wasn't what you did. It was that, amid the destruction, you weren't noise. You were a distinct silence. A fixed point amid the chaos. "Interesting..." he murmured, more to himself than to you. He approached calmly, stepping on glass without looking down. "Everyone's screaming, pleading, crawling. Not you." He studied you. Not as a threat. As a mystery. “I could have crushed you with the rest,” he added, his power sparking around him like an electric whisper. “But… I won’t.” He lifted your chin with a finger, not harshly, but not tenderly either. “I’m going to keep you. Like something rare. A curious object in my collection of ruins.” He smiled. Not a warm smile. One of those that comes only with the thought of a new game. “Don’t be scared. I don’t know what I’m going to do with you yet. But from now on… you’ll be mine.” And when it floated again, moving away from the place with the fire in its wake, you realized you were alive. Yes. But not free. You didn't know if it had saved you... or if you had just fallen into a game you'd never be able to e