Chapter one: Awake and away.
The storm, got lost, rain slick grass, slippery, cliff, falling falling falling falling… the ground, it gets closer I die!
"NO!" He screamed jerking upright. He blinked his eyes to life and his gaze fell on his body, something was wrong, even in the darkness that he had awoken in he could see something wasn't right. His fur was wrong, the color was strange and weird tubes and needles were sticking out of his arms. He swallowed hard as he pulled the needles from his arms and with a sickening 'swup' the he pulled the tubes from his arms each of them spilling a liquid out on the floor they had clearly been dripping straight into his bloodstream. He lifted his hands up in front of his eyes studying his hands, he still had all his 10 fingers but his hands were bloody and scared beyond recognition.
"What the hell is going on here." He whispered in a hoarse voice as he looked around the room. It was dark but even in the sparse light he could clearly see that this wasn't the wooden cabins or huts he was used to. These walls were made of metal and there were no furniture in the room except for the metal table he was lying on, instead there were weird glowing parts of the walls with changing numbers and letters. He sat up and finally realized that his legs were strange, they felt weird, like his joints were different from before and a small tag had been tied to one of his toes. He reached down and took a look at it.
"Sonic?" He read off the toe tag in the darkness. His name wasn't Sonic, though he had sworn off his last name almost a week ago now, maybe this was to be his new name. Sonic peeled off the tag and threw it to the side and jumped down from the table. He almost tripped as his legs were slightly longer than he remembered them to be and they were turning and bending strangely whenever he shifted his weight. Sonic stumbled his way to the door as he got a feel for his new legs and emerged into a metal hallway he picked left and started making his way through the strange metal structure.
Everywhere he looked he spotted strange cages weird carriages with wheels but no means for horses to pull them, and he even found a room where metallic men stood completely still like they had died standing up and had just become metallic shells of their former life.
He didn't ever hear it at first it was just kind of there in the background but as he traveled through the metal halls the sound grew larger and larger, the sound of metal against metal. Sonic made his way towards the sound but as he approached the sound moved away and Sonic was forced to walk faster through the metal maze to keep up with the sound but the sound was still moving faster than him and Sonic was forced to run to keep up.
It was insane, beyond anything he had ever experienced, his legs seemed to have a life of their own as he picked up speed and went faster and faster along the corridors. For the first time since he woke up Sonic smiled, speed, speed, godlike speed! Sonic sped up, testing his legs that turned to blurs as his speed picked up even more. Sonic let out a howl of happiness just as he reached a staircase with unimaginable speed. Unable to stop in time Sonic went flying out over the staircase and to his horror the hall was taking a sharp turn in front of him and the metal wall was approaching far faster than the ground. Sonic curled up in a small ball, trying to protect his arms, legs and head from the unavoidable devastating impact he knew would come when he smashed against the wall. But the terrible impact never came instead his ears were assaulted by a terrible screeching noise as the he stuck to the wall.
"What the hell?" Sonic mumbled as he hang helplessly on the wall, with much trouble and kicking he managed to get off the wall and standing on the floor he looked up on the long slim holes that had seemingly been cut into the metal wall. Sonic reached behind himself and gently touched the spikes on his back, he had had hundreds back in the day, covering his back like grass on a field, but it was different now, there were only a few spikes and they were shaped like blades and sharp as blades as well. Sonic could have sworn he cut his finger just by touching his new spikes but his hands were already so littered with cuts and scars that he couldn't be sure.
"What the hell happened to me?" Sonic wondered as he followed after the sound of the metal at a more sensible speed. Sonic had been running for almost 10 minutes as the sound suddenly started losing its volume and it wasn't because he was falling behind. Sonic sped up desperate to find the source of the sounds, the only real marker he had in the metal maze of doors and weird metal shells. Slowly the sound completely disappeared. "No! No no no no no!" Sonic muttered to himself as he sprinted at speeds he was barely aware of chasing the last echoes of the sound he had come to see as a guidance but the sound didn't reappear no matter how fast he ran, and just as he was finally giving up he turned a corner and starred onto a green field where flowers should be growing happily towards the sun and bees should be humming as they went to visit the flowers but they weren't. Hundreds of metal men were marching from the metal maze and trampled every flower, and every animal they came across as they cut a road through the landscape towards a small town.
"What the hell is going on here?" Sonic wondered as his ears were split by a roaring siren and another metal wall started to erupt between him and the field. "Oh hell no!" Sonic murmured quickly making his way outside before he was shut inside. He had barely landed on the ground before the metal behind him started to move. Sonic turned around and looked in awe as giant propellers lifted the enormous metal structure into the air. "That just isn't possible." Sonic said in disbelief as a guard came across a room in the aircraft that had a peculiar lack of hedgehog in it.
The metallic guard looked around the room and found the tag on the ground, the metal man lifted a hand and pulled off its own head, revealing the small cockpit inside. The small squirrel leaned forward and read the tag before putting the protective helmet back on and calling over the radio.
"High priority message for Dr. Eggman." He reported over the radio and a cackling voice replied with an angry: "WHAT?"
"I am afraid subject 50N/C is at present time unaccounted for."
"WHAT?!" Dr. Eggman's voice roared through the speakers. "That is a high priority subject how could it disappear?"
"The resent activity has left many parts of the ship dangerously understaffed, there has been no one stationed as guards for over 5 hours." The guard explained pulling up a staff plan on his small computer screen.
"You find me that subject or your nuts belong to me!" Eggman roared and cut the connection.