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I am Black Doom, the Voice of the Black Arms. We are a race interconnected by one purpose, the feeding and reproduction of the whole. Every fifty of your Earth years, we return to this pathetic planet, cultivating it for the final harvest, when we shall consume all and multiply throughout the Cosmos.

To facilitate this grand mission, I have created new life, not quite Black Arms, for it is separate from the hivemind. He is known as Shadow the Hedgehog. The foolish humans and Mobians of that planet would consider him my 'son.'

The concept of fatherhood is alien to our kind, and there is no familial connection. Shadow acts on his own, because that is what he was created to be, but he is still a part of our whole, even if he disagrees.

A being like me does not experience emotions as your kind does, but perhaps one could say that I was elated that my heir would so eagerly seek out the Chaos Emeralds for me. While my many arms distract the feeble military of the United Federation, my Eye guides Shadow, making sure that he will continue our purpose.

Soon, he makes it to one of our networks, veins made to transport troops like blood transporting through a body.

"Shadow," my eye speaks, "Because you are part of us, you can use our network to get from place to place. Enter here to transport yourself quickly to some other part of this battlefield."

With a nod, Shadow curls into a ball and hops into the receiving end of the network. Many others of my Arms do this thousands of times every time we invade a planet, but this time, something was different. As his body sunk into the vein with a loud SCHLORP, there comes a pause that is felt throughout the hive. My eye waters as the flesh encases the spiny creature, tendrils quivering as nerves not used to alien intrusion fire off.

The tunnel envelopes the speeding hedgehog, his spinning form stimulating sensory nerves in ways no other Black Arms was capable of. All throughout the battlefield, soldiers fall to their knees, their bodies growing weak before they are put down by the soldiers.

Even in my home up in the Black Comet, I fall down, supporting myself upon the wall, panting heavily as I feel the small creature spreading our orifice. What is this feeling? How come we had never felt it before in all of our years...? Is that why we feel as his body slides through every nook of our being?

The hedgehog emerges, coughing as he escapes, slicked with fluids and shaking himself off in disgust.

My eye came crawling out behind him, flopping onto the ground, practically heaving as its wits try to come back to itself. 'Ah.... Ah... Shadow...?"

"What the hell was that?" Shadow asks, spinning around to face my Eye.

It pushes itself up, floating around Shadow's head, glancing over his form. I had not come to notice the aesthetics of his build. Gerald, the human who made a deal with me to create this life, had shown me what he would look like. But that was asleep in a tube. Here and now with his stern gaze and his whole body slick with our secretions, there is something that cannot be denied. He is a creature with superior breeding, and one that makes something hidden deep within the recesses of our mind stir.

"I have decided something, Shadow... a change in the plan."

"A change? But, you were going to show me my purpose."

"Indeed, but your purpose is different, now. No longer are we going to consume the people of this world."

"Wait... you were... what?"

"Instead, we are going to change our ways, and improve our race in other, more long-term ways.

"And just how are you going to do that?" Shadow asks, folding his arms over his chest.

My Eye latches itself against Shadow's chest, its tendrils wrapping tightly around him.

"Ah, what the Hell? Get this damn thing off me!"

Some of my soldiers emerge, their eyes glowing with a hunger as Shadow falls back. Between their legs, they leak the fluids so that they may receive the superior DNA. For we are Black Arms, and we evolve."