Back again sooner than expected, this time with a new crossover! I'm so excited!
Sonic and Co are owned by SEGA, the Doctor and the TARDIS owned by the BBC and so on. Blah, blah…
Don't like it, why the heck did you click on it for? Silly-Billy!
Full Summary.
Something is taking the homeless at night, something shiny that can move through the shadows like ghosts. A new craze - E-NET- is sweeping Station Square and the surrounding cities, is it connected? With Sonic at death's door after his latest adventure G.U.N need help fast, luckily it arrives in a mysterious blue box…
Characters.
Sola the Hedge cat (A surprise for later chapters!)
Miles 'Tails' Prower.
Amy Rose Hedgehog.
Rouge the Bat.
Shadow the Hedgehog.
Uncle Chuck Hedgehog.
Dr 'Eggman' Robotnik.
Special guest star!
The Doctor- Last of the Time Lords.
Here we go!
Rise of the Egg Knights.
Prologue.
Station Square- nighttime…
Little Billy was running through the storm, the rain made puddles that soaked his socks through the holes in his shoes. He ran harder keeping a very close eye on the shadows and hoping his friends were wrong about the stories. His cheap watch bleep the hour and he panicked, the hostel would be shutting its doors for the night and he would be forced to sleep outside in this horrible weather.
Just a little further He thought, tugging up his coat collar. In the distance he could make out the dim rectangles of light that were the buildings windows. Almost there. Suddenly he slipped on an uneven slab of pavement and fell onto his knees.
Groaning, the young boy struggled to his feet and stumbled on. Reaching the door, he made a grab at the handle when it flew open at it own accord. Billy screwed up his eyes at the sudden flare across his vision and stepped back, once again falling over the loose part of the walkway.
A figure, a monster of a man stood in the light. He was big and fat with a bushy moustache; he glared down at him. His face twisted into a sinister smile. "Oh-ho! One that nearly got away, huh? Boys!"
From the shadows they came. The metal ghosts from the stories were real! The little boy's scream of horror was cut short as a shiny hand grabbed him. He felt something press into his ears, a tingling sensation in his head and then his mind went blank save for one instruction.
March.
The ghosts stood aside and let him join his friends and the other poor souls from the hostel. They formed two lines- on the right the boys, on the left the girls. As one the lines marched forward and up the ramps leading into the backs of the lorries parked around the corner, just out of sight.
The fat man watched his newest batch of human guinea pigs drive away to his secret laboratory. The pods worked perfectly give or take a few tiny bugs but that's why they were called guinea pigs. One of his very first test subjects walked up to his side and consulted its clipboard. The man was proud of this one; the outer shells of its ears were rimmed with minuscule red lights and its eyes were blue, unlike the others who had boring black eyes.
"What's the score for tonight, EK 18?"
EK 18 looked down at the chart and bleeped. "Forty-six new recruits ready for upgrading, sir. Home base confirms that E-NET will be ready on schedule. Citywide distribution commences three weeks from today. Soon the Empire will rise."
The man nodded with a smile and climbed into his waiting aircraft that was shaped like him- round. " You got that damn right. Come, my son. There's much to do and so little time to do it in. With my most hated enemy out for the count nothing can slow down the Eggman Empire. Nothing!" He cackled loudly, starting up his ship and flying into the night sky.
EK 18 nodded. "Understood. Returning to base." It boomed before firing up its booster pack and following its beloved master. "Nothing can stop the Empire."
If only they knew that fate was going to throw a spanner in the works. Well, maybe a screwdriver at least.
--
Meanwhile…
Far away in a place where time and space had no meaning, a block of the deepest blue stood out like a sore thumb against the purple and gold misty swirls of the Time Vortex. The light at its top was like an eye, on the look out for adventure.
Inside the blue box was a vast chamber made from coral, an impossible feat inside something so small but that was the thing about the flying box. It liked the impossible, just like its owner. The walls of the control room dimmed and flared with an eerie green glow as the insides of the glass pillar above a mushroom shaped console raised and fell. The light fell onto the face of a man dressed in a brown pinstriped suit, who was deep in thought and looking at his computer screen with narrowed eyes.
The man, who looked in his early thirties, turned a tiny knob at the side of the screen and watched the message rewind. Stopping it at the right time, he slipped on a pair of thick-rimmed specs from his pocket and peered closely at the lady as she spoke again.
" This is an urgent message for the last Time Lord, code purple. Repeat, code purple. The people of Station Square are in danger. E-NET is not what it seems. The knights of the Empire are rising from the shadows. Please help them. Coordinates to follow …"
The message cut out just after the coordinates of the mysterious destination had finished, the man rewound it again and again, each time getting more and more puzzled. The lady on screen knew him, well, she knew of him but that was enough to rouse his curiosity.
He rubbed his chin and then grinned wildly replacing his glasses in his pockets. It seemed that he just found his new adventure, weather he wanted it or not. He bounced around the odd shaped console flicking switches here and twirling knobs there until finally coming to a flat lever that stuck out the side.
The handbrake.
Glancing at a smaller screen containing the numbers he should follow, he chewed the insides of his cheeks. Should he or shouldn't he?
"Oh, what the hell. One pretty faced SOS and I'm anyone's." He released the handbrake and grabbed the side of the console for dear life as his beloved machine jerked violently from side to side. Watching the centre column rise and fall made him smile manically once more. "Right, Station Square it is." He said cheerily, "Allons-y!"
The blue box spun wildly on the spot before tumbling back up along the Vortex, its little light blinking all the way.
A storm was coming to Station Square.
Go on... Review, I know you want to.
More soon.
