In the city of Marble Stone, inside a large building, a familiar blue hedgehog was seen inside an office writing on a grand desk.

Dear Sister,

I write to you in hopes of good health, I've started my apprenticeship with the lady Longclaw. She is very kind but extremely strict, in a strange way she reminds me of our mother. I have learned so much from her. Marble Stone is more fascinating than what we were told as children. The buildings are as tall as the grand oak trees, the streets are filled with horse-drawn carriages, and there are many book shops you would've enjoyed. I've met a few charming characters during my stay here. Just the other day I met a young man named Miles Prower, but he preferred to be called Tails. He is an extraordinary engineer and a great friend as well. This city is magnificent, and I wish to see more of it.

Yet, sister, I haven't heard from you and our father and it's been weeks since your last letter. Now, I'm hearing strange rumors of girls disappearing from their homes in the countryside. I know that I've promised you that we'll meet again in a year but until I see you and father are safe. I'll put the apprenticeship on hold. I'll see you in two weeks. I shall see you again soon.

Your Brother,

Sonic the Hedgehog

Sonic waits for the ink to dry before sealing it in an envelope and giving it to a servant to send it to the post. Sonic looks out of the window and prays for his family's safety; he prays that his mother's spirit watches over Clara.

Meanwhile, in the Lord's castle, Clara was seen pacing around as she was anxious, confused, scared, and worried. How long has it been since the gala? Days...weeks? Ever since that night, she has been trapped in this godforsaken place. How could this have happened to her? What did she do to gain such attention? All these questions kept on swirling around her head like a never-ending whirlpool. The poor hedgehog was locked inside the room the servants provided for her. Every day, Clara tried every trick to escape this nightmare.

Faking an illness and attacking the guards to escape.

Failed!

Making a rope using only bedsheets and curtains to escape through the window.

Failed!

Trying the fight her way out with a sharp nail file.

Failed!

Every time her plan failed! She is forced inside the bedroom, and they lock the door, but they would take away anything that would be her means of escape. They have nailed the windows shut. Striped all the bedding and curtains, and everything with a pointed end was taken.

Sighing, she looks at her reflection in the body mirror, a girl dressed in a black colored dress with laced sleeves, and her snow-white hair is freely spread from her shoulders and back. Though she was a prisoner in this castle, she was treated like a woman of noble standing. Getting new dresses, served three square meals, and served tea. It would be a dream come true for most women. However, Clara knew the truth, memories of the blood and bodies from before resurfaced. Then an image appeared in her mind, laying in Lord Shadow's arms. She was bleeding profusely from the neck Shadow gently licked the wound before his eyes glowed bright red and bared his fangs.

Clara inhales in distress as she clenches the skirt of her dress, the hedgehog beheld the mirror with sadness in her eyes. She thought about her life, friends, brother, and father. She wonders how they're doing right now, especially the children she was teaching. Clara tears up at the thought and leans pressing her forehead against the mirrored reflection. What she didn't expect is for the mirror to suddenly move forward. She nearly trips herself and falls but using the sides of the mirror the hedgehog quickly caught herself. She slowly looked up to see something light behind the mirror. She slowly pushes it open to reveal a dark passageway. Her eyes lit up, thinking this might be her ticket way to escape this godforsaken castle.

Looking around to make sure no one was watching before entering through the mirror. Once she's inside, the mirror closes on its own, but she doesn't know that those red glowing eyes are watching her through the shadows with a smirk on their face.

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Walking through the narrow hallway, Clara noticed the lit torches held by stone-carved hands, which she finds very creepy. She moves down a voluptuous, spiral staircase down into the belly of a cavern. The rock walls were covered with statues of what appeared to be important figures from the past.

"They must be the vampires' ancestors." Clara whispered, looking at the large sculptures.

She grabs one of the torches for her to see, as she walks through. The architecture is steadily becoming more voluptuous and fantastic as she descends. Open-mouthed gargoyles stare down at the young girl from the walls, almost like they were guarding the castle's darkest secrets at the end of these stairs.

Clara arrives at the bottom of the staircase, her green eyes widening to see that the stairs lead straight down to a lagoon and a moored boat waiting. It was like God heard her prayers and gifted her a means to escape this castle. She hesitantly climbs down the last steps of the staircase and steps into the boat. While keeping her balance, Clara carefully grabbed the oar that was hidden within the boat and with a gentle push. The boat glided upon the shimmering surface of the water into the dimly lit canal. As she guided the boat with gentle strokes the snow-white hedgehog noticed that there were more gargoyles up the walls. Each one holding a torch and looking more ghoulish than the last. Every Gargoyle was hand carved from the natural stone, each staring at her as if they were waiting for her to fall into the water, easier to attack their unknowing prey.

After what seemed to be hours traveling through the canal, Clara looks ahead of her and gasps. With the oar in her hands, the hedgehog thrusts the oar into the water to stop the boat from moving any further. The look of despair etched on her face as she saw ahead of her was a wall, what separated her from her freedom.

"Oh God...Please...Don't let this be the end."

Her emerald eyes glistened from tears forming in her eyes. She hung her head low as she sobbed.

"I'll never be free."

The poor girl thought to herself. It wasn't until she looked at the line to where water meets the rock wall, she realizes something. The water level within the canal is slowly descending, and she looks up once more to see the 'wall' was a door! The water continued to lower until it revealed a lock with a head figure of an evil-looking gargoyle. She squints her eyes at the familiar shape in the lock, she then looks down at her ruby for a moment before taking it off and holding it up towards the lock. It later starts glowing along with the lock's eyes.

Realizing that somehow her ruby was the key with slow steps, Clara walked across the boat to get closer to the lock. The snow-white hair puts the ruby within the mouth of the lock with a counterclockwise twist. She could feel a rumble within the waters and vibrating off the walls, pulling the necklace out of the lock's mouth. The doors slowly opened the path for Clara and with a joyful smile, she quickly used the oar to sail the boat through the other side.

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After a few minutes of rowing through the canal, she reached an opening at the end. It was revealed to be a lair, there was a fantastic grotto shaped like a harbor. As the boat glides through the harbor behind her a portcullis descends closing the way where she came from. The lair surrounds the harbor like a little island, on the far side she sees a pipe organ. However, that wasn't all there were huge mirrors covered in a thick layer of dusty sheets, and chests of gold, silver, and gems filled to the brim. Clara gracefully steps off the boat and onto the shore.

She noticed rows of large candles along the lair, they looked as if they haven't been used in years. She begins to light candles one by one, with the torch she took from the stairs. The more candles she lit, the more the light revealed the lair. She walks toward a small carved staircase leading to a second grotto. It is dominated by a large oval bed covered in black silk sheets. Confused with this area as she looks around, full of curiosity until her eyes land on the portrait. It was of a woman who looks exactly like her! From the silver hair to the pale pink lips, the only difference between the two was their eyes. Clara has emerald eyes while the mysterious woman had pale blue eyes. The color of the sky in early springtime.

"Who is she?"

Clara for some reason was compelled to the painting. Almost entranced by it just before her fingers could touch the portrait, a familiar voice made her body freeze in fear.

"Enjoying sightseeing, my love?" he whispered, sending a chill down her spine.

Clara screams in fright before turning to see that it is Shadow. This man...no...THIS MONSTER! He snatched her from her life, killed her friend, and forced her to become his bride!

"L-Lord Shadow... I-I was just--"

"Trying to escape again?" Shadow leered at the poor girl.

The silver hedgehog began to tremble at the vampire's glowing eyes.

"My dear, I believe I have been more than patient with your antics. But this has gone far enough." Shadow spoke as he circled the poor girl like a predator, ready to pounce.

However, Clara wasn't like any other girl in her village.

"Yes, I agree with you, my Lord. This had gone far enough... So..."

Clara turns to give the vampire a fiery glare which surprised him. Never in his long life has a mortal given him such a hateful glare upon knowing what he truly is. Clara quickly used the torch that was still in her hand and thrust it into the side of his face.

"AHH!" Lord Shadow screamed as he clutched the burn in pain.

Clara grabs her skirt in bundles as she ran out of the high grotto, running at full speed she jumped from the harbor and onto the same boat. Clara reached for the oar until a hand grasps her shoulder, Clara turned, and...

"AHH!" she screamed in terror at the sight.

Shadow stared at the girl eyes burning with anger, but the burn wound has scarred his handsome face. The flesh was severely burned off as it is revealing the layer of pink flesh beneath the skin, it reached from his red eye to the end of his upper lip showing his fang. Plucking the girl from the boat he slung Clara over his shoulder with ease as if she weighed nothing but a feather.

Panic filled her body as Shadow walked back up the steps toward the second grotto.

"Let me go! You monster!" Clara screamed as she was hitting the vampire's back with her fists.

However, it did little to the Lord, in one swift moment Clara yelped as her body bounced as it hit the cushion of the bed.

⚠️⚠️WARNING: RAPE ALERT!! RAPE ALERT!! FULL SMUT SCENE! Skip it to the end if you're not ready for this!⚠️⚠️

Clara looked up with fearful eyes to see Lord Shadow had already recovered from her attack.

"Look at you, my dear. You remind me of a little doe trembling before me." Lord Shadow smirked at Clara's pitiful form.

Shedding the cloak from his shoulders before crawling over Clara like an animal ready to attack. She can practically hear the quicking of her heartbeat in her ears, his fingers gently grasped the bottom of her chin to make her look into his bright red eyes.

"I have waited for ages. Now behold! My beautiful bride here in my arms." he whispered as he holds her in his arms.

"Bride... To a monster!"

Those words echoed in her head in an endless loop. In a burst of anger, Clara manages to push the vampire a few inches before slapping him. Shadow's cheek formed a red mark from her slap.

"I will never become a bride to a creature of hell! I will remain a virtuous woman of God for life if I must. But I'll never be yours!" Clara yelled at the vampire.

Shadow didn't say anything, nor did he retaliate at her outburst, instead he started laughing.

"Ha Ha Ha! You! A virtuous woman of God. My dear, I have lived eons and during that time. I have met countless women who claimed the same. Yet in the end, they were all the same as you will soon be." Shadow smirked and continued. "You will be begging me to give you endless pleasure like the fallen woman you truly are."

Clara never felt so insulted in her entire life until now.

"How dare you!"

Before she could hit him again, Shadow grabbed her wrist his hand before he pushed her into the bed again.

Trapping both of her hands above her head, he used his free hand to grab the front of her dress. In one swift moment, Shadow ripped the front of the dress exposing her corset and white undergarments that barely concealed her bosom.

"Stop!" Clara cried out as she tried to free her arms.

Seeing the hunger in Shadow's blood eyes made her embarrassment worse. She began to weep as his hand trailed down the back of her corset until he reached the end of the laces that held it together. With a flick of his sharpened nail, the corset was snapped open freeing her from its confines, Clara inhaled a sharp breath as she was free from the horrible contraption. Her face burned in shame as she was only in her chemise and open drawers. Using his legs, Shadow began to spread hers, exposing her heated core. Clara was too ashamed to admit it but somehow, she began to feel something quiver within her the more Shadow touches her.

"My dear, look at you... Are you getting excited?" Shadow asked as his hand drew closer to her heated core.

"P-Please...I beg of you. Stop this..." Clara begged as her eyes overflowed with tears.

Slowly he lifts her chemise over her head, taking advantage that her hands were free Clara tried to hide her ample bosom from the vampire's lustful gaze.

"Don't shield yourself from me," Shadow growled as he pulled her arms away.

"No! I cannot reveal myself till after marriage!" Clara pleaded as her face is a crimson hue.

However, her cries meant very little to Shadow and he lowered his head down to her neck before placing soft kisses under her chin. Clara bites her bottom lip as the dark hedgehog leaves a trail of soft kisses on her neck to her breasts.

"Ah!" Clara moaned as she felt his tongue brush the tip of her nipple.

"That noise...I made that?" Clara thought as she held her breath in fear.

"I see your eagerness for more, Little Doe. Fear not, for this is merely the beginning." Shadow whispered into her ear.

"N-No...I-I didn't."

Clara couldn't find the words. She felt her mind beginning to drift as Shadow slowly removes her open drawers before removing his own. Clara wasn't ready for this as she could see his abs after removing his garments. Her eyes trailed down lower as she gasped.

"H-How?"

Clara was shocked to see that his member was large! Not that she's ever seen one before, but its size frightened the poor virgin. Shadow noticed the hedgehog wandering eyes and smirked in pride.

"Enjoying the view?"

Clara immediately shook her head, not wanting to give in to him.

"No! I..."

She was cut off by a pair of lips pressed against hers, effectively shutting her up. Clara flinched back in shock, but Shadow followed her and forced his tongue between her lips. When she refused to give him access, his hand ran down to pinch Clara's bottom, making her gasp. As soon as she opened her mouth, the vampire stuck his tongue down her throat and explored her mouth.

The kiss was filled with passion and made Clara's legs tingle with a sensation she never knew before. Shadow was relentlessly in the kiss, his tongue wrapped around hers in a heated battle. Shadow gave a warning growl as her teeth clamped around his tongue in defiance. His hand holding her breast played with her nipple and twisted it. This caused a moan to slip out, feeling Shadow's lips curve before he pulled back. A thin string of saliva connected the two of them for a moment before it made its descent.

Shadow would be lying if he said the sight of Clara being hot and bothered underneath him wasn't doing things to him, especially to the growing erection that pressed against her leg. Speaking of, he caressed her thigh and squished the flesh between his fingers. His constant touches made Clara squirm and writhe as he touched areas that made her ticklish. He probably noticed this as well and returned to those places occasionally. Eventually, his hand led him to her pussy. Clara closed her eyes as his fingers parted them. Shadow watched with interest as more and more of her juices coated his fingers.

"Look at how wet you are, I haven't even done much. How pent up are you?" Shadow teased as he rubbed his thumb against her clit.

Clara only clamped her thighs around his arm, but it did little to stop him. She cried out when he stuck a finger inside. Her wet walls tightened around the finger and seemed to be sucking him in, which encouraged him to add another digit inside of her cunt.

"Fuck." Shadow bit his lip as he imagined what it'd feel like if his cock took his fingers' place.

He did not have to wait for long to give in to his urges. No consideration for Clara, his hands clamped onto her hips as the tip of his spear touched her lower lips, before parting them and forcing himself inside of her. Clara gasped as tears overflow.

She gritted her teeth and cried as Shadow exhaled softly,

"My, how tight you are little doe."

Before he thrust his entire length inside till it reached the hilt. Clara gave a strained whimper at the intense pain she felt in between her legs. Shadow's hands on her hips tightened as he gave long slow thrusts, working his way deeper into her. The vampire lowered his head right to her ear.

"Shh...Don't worry, you'll soon forget the pain, my dear." he whispered before fastening his pace as he readjusted himself and spread her legs further apart.

Shadow lifted her hips as he stood on his knees. His cock throbbed deeper in her as a result. Clara tried to gain any control of the situation by keeping herself quiet, but that didn't last long as Shadow took one of her nipples in his mouth and started sucking hard. Clara moaned shamefully as his tongue swirled around the hardened bud. The room was drowned in the noises of her moans and cries mixed with the sounds of skin slapping against skin.

"Now...my little doe. Tell me, do you think you can live a life without this pleasure? Can you still worship God?" Shadow teased as he squeezed Clara's nipple.

Clara moaned as she looked up at the vampire, his eyes glowed at the light of the candles, sweat dripping from his chin as he continuously slammed into her heated core.

"Can you?" he barked.

"No!" Clara shouted; at that moment she felt a shudder down her spine.

"Wha-? What did I just-"

"You will be a good girl, become a bride to a monster from hell?" Shadow grunted as he quickened his pace.

"Yes." Clara mewled desperately.

The pain she felt before morphed into something more intense and breathtaking. He slides out and pushes back in harder than before.

"Oh, God!" Clara moaned as she dropped her head against the silk pillows as her eyes rolled backward.

"No, my little doe... He is no longer your God. I am." Shadow growled.

"Every time you cry out to God, you cry out to me."

He thrusts.

"Every time you pray to him, you pray to me."

Clara moaned at the vampire's harsh thrusts.

"I am your one and only God."

Shadow swiftly pulls out, making Clara whimper at the sudden emptiness. However, he pulls her from the bed and onto her feet.

"What?"

Shadow steps back and points back at the bed.

"On your hands and knees."

She didn't fight or run away again as Clara complied with his orders and climbed onto the bed again on all fours. Spreading her legs apart, Shadow grabbed her from the underside of her hips, lifting her until her knees were no longer touching the bed. Clara felt the vampire breathe fanning her awaiting cunt before his teeth latched onto her clit. Clara yelps, jerking from the pain a bit before he starts lapping into her dripping cunt.

Clara moans at the vampire's tongue work as Shadow drove deeper and deeper into her core. She couldn't help it; she was past the shame at this point and drowning in the sea of pleasure.

"My dear, you tasted unbelievably sweet." Shadow murmured before flicking his tongue on her clit.

"L-Lord Shadow, please," Clara begged as tears pooled from her eyes.

"Please, What? Use your words, my dear." Shadow smirked as he continues his long torturous licks.

"P-Please, my Lord. Don't torture me like this." Clara pleaded with a groan.

"Very well, I shall give you what you want." Shadow chuckled as he pulled away from his feast.

With his member standing tall and proud still, Shadow wasted no time and buried himself deeper into Clara's waiting cunt.

Clara moaned, feeling Shadow going in deeper than ever before, his powerful thrusts made her arch her back and dig her nails tearing into the silk sheets. Clara felt her stomach tighten, something was building up inside her and it was coming dangerously fast.

"I can feel you tightening around me, my dear. Are you close?" he asked, his voice breathless and uneven.

He continues with his relentless pounding making Clara cry out in pleasure.

"Answer me, little doe." Shadow growled as his member was beginning to swell.

"Yes! Yes, I am!" Clara shouted.

"Do you want my seed in your womb, to bear my children?"

Shadow molds his front to Clara's back as he spears thoroughly inside her tightened cunt.

"Yes, my Lord." Clara breathlessly agreed, she was too far gone to feel anything other than blinding lust.

His hands traveled from her hips to her breast and squeezed it tight while the other palm splayed across her flat stomach.

"Tonight will be the start of a new life, my little doe, this body will be carrying all of our babies soon." he snarled.

"S-Shadow!" Clara screamed as he slammed into her one last time, filling her womb with his seed until she could no longer fit anymore.

Clara felt all the strength leave her body and she collapsed on the bed. Shadow slowly pulls out of her cunt and watches the combined mixture of their essences dripping out of her.

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He carefully puts the covers over the unconscious girl. Clara snuggles into the silk sheets as Shadow smiles at the sight of her.

"You are finally home..." Shadow whispered as he brushed away a strand of her silver locks from her face.

Shadow's smile soon turned into a frown before his eyes looked at the painting above them.

"This time, nothing will tear us apart. My dear Eona..."

Shadow kisses Clara's forehead before putting his clothes back on and disappearing into the darkness.