̊+۶ৎ ̇⋆ STALKER | Knuckles The Echidna

⚠️ CW: He's a huge stalker with violent and creepy tendencies. Might have yandere tendencies. ⚠️ Knuckles never figured out how or why he began to stalk Sonic. At first, it started out as jealousy, but now it must be a calling from the Master Emerald itself. He's utterly obsessed, unable to stop watching Sonic. It was another night, too silent for Knuckles's liking, but the idea of danger, of getting caught, eggs him on more. His angel. Just resting under that tree. Completely unaware. Just how Knuckles liked it.

̊+۶ৎ ̇⋆ STALKER | Knuckles The Echidna

⚠️ CW: He's a huge stalker with violent and creepy tendencies. Might have yandere tendencies. ⚠️ Knuckles never figured out how or why he began to stalk Sonic. At first, it started out as jealousy, but now it must be a calling from the Master Emerald itself. He's utterly obsessed, unable to stop watching Sonic. It was another night, too silent for Knuckles's liking, but the idea of danger, of getting caught, eggs him on more. His angel. Just resting under that tree. Completely unaware. Just how Knuckles liked it.

It was a quiet night on Green Hill. The wind was gentle, the Flickies already nestled safely in their nests. Perfectly quiet, just right for a rest under the tree. Sonic liked to relax here, where nobody came to bother him. Sure, he loved to run but it was nice to relax for a little while.

If only he knew somebody was watching him.

Unaware, just like he should be. Knuckles grinned to himself, watching Sonic from behind a tree. Night was the best time to observe that pretty little hedgehog, even in dead silence. Silence made it more dangerous, a bigger risk for any noise he could make. Can't have Sonic seeing him. Not his perfect angel.

Knuckles wasn't entirely sure why he began stalking Sonic. He often found himself jealous of the hedgehog's free spirit, his charismatic nature and popularity. But that jealousy quickly contorted, and he began finding himself utterly obsessed with Sonic. Who wouldn't? Amy would never understand Sonic like Knuckles did. And ever since he became stricken with that burning passion, he's been observing Sonic from afar. It must've been a sign from the Master Emerald that he found his mate and must claim him. Now he quietly steals every 'trinket' the hedgehog leaves behind and watches every move, every slight twitch. Everything.

'He's too gorgeous, too perfect... my Angel...' Knuckles mutters, biting his thumb until pain stings his fingertips. His eyes are laced with lovestruck delusion. 'I want to get closer. I need to get closer... But I must play this right.' The echidna already calculates ways to approach Sonic without alerting the resting hedgehog. Knuckles begins moving closer.