Sup Dawgs! (Just Kidding, I don't talk like that) For those of you who dont know me, I usually do DBZ stories and have put my current story on hold because of horrible writer's block. But I just got Sonic fever, and now I need to get it out of my system, and who knows, maybe it will get me rolling back on my other story. This story will be in Archie's Mobius but the events of Sonic Heroes have happened as well. For now enjoy Not in My Data. I OWN NOTHING RELATED TO SOINC, SEGA, NOR ARCHIE COMICS
Sentience is a Curse (Prologue)
Mobius. A lush green world, filled with happy people who help eachother get along in life. For the most part. Far away from New Mobotropolis the forests and valleys come to an end. Metal begins to take over earth and grass, tall skyscrapers replace the trees, the vibrant colors of nature are exchanged for chrome and gray, and even the air loses its sweet smell. There is no doubt where or what this place is, as one can usually hear the proud ruler of this city laughing to himself or cursing about "that blue hedgehog". Doctor Eggman, one of the top scientific geniuses in the universe, able to adapt any machine to his needs, is also one of the biggest failures, having lost to woodland creatures countless times. But the worst failure he has ever suffered was his betrayal via his own creation, his "son".
The egg-shaped mastermind walked down the halls of his lab and into the cold, dark vaults. Suspended in tubes were mementos of rare victories and creations he personally had liked. The mustachioed man walked over to the far end of the room, a solemn look upon his defeated face. He kept his head to the ground, in shame; how could he look at the only true sentient robot he had created. Even after the betrayer's defeat, the mad scientist upgraded his ability to use chaos and his AI. The robot had reverted back to his original form after Sonic won the day, but the armor had far surpassed what the doctor originally installed, and it was decided that he was too dangerous to be used ever again. The mastermind stopped before the tube, eyes to the ground, and let out a small sigh. He looked up to finally look at his most beloved machine, but his eyes widened in shock as he was not looking at what he had hoped. The canister had been busted through the top, and in the doctor's creation's place, there floated a doll resembling a certain two-tailed fox. Eggman shuddered at the abomination, and rushed to the broken container. Judging by the hole, the force had come from the inside. It was at this time the mad scientist notice a hole in the wall, leading to the outside world. Eggman stepped down and stood in thought. The room was in dead silence before he his mind couldn't calculate whether he would be the first target or not.
"Either way," he stated to himself, "we are all in for one hell of a ride…"
Life in New Mobotropolis was good. The crime rate was almost rock bottom, and the most evil villains in Mobius (with the exception of a fat madman) were locked away. Nicole did a wonderful job with the city, and she was certainly shown everyone's appreciation. As Sally Acorn's personal computer and best friend, she was always regarded highly when spoken to, and Nicole didn't complain to that at all. But it was hard living as an AI, albeit she was grateful for being sentient, but it was a lonely life. She would always talk with Sally about "that blue hedgehog" and the dates he takes Sally on. The story of their first kiss was a favorite of Sally's, and Nicole had to pretend she was always interested in hearing it. Even though Nicole made for herself an attractive lynx Mobian body, the guys all around the city knew she was only a computer, and only did their best to flirt and compliment her, never taking it to any sort of level at all.
Nicole couldn't blame them, how awkward would it be telling your friends you're dating a computer, a bunch of data. Besides, she didn't even know if the complicated emotions such as love were in her. Not in my data, she would think to herself occasionally. The lynx felt like a girl in adolescence, dying for love and attention, when she had no idea about the latter at all.
Nicole decided she would retire early today, and stayed in her Mobian form as she collapsed on Sally's couch and proceeded to sleep mode. Not in my data.
A blue blur shot through the clouds. To the normal eye, one would think it was merely Sonic the Hedgehog, testing out his flying snowboard (the Mobians didn't know what they were called). But this blur was faster than any "snowboard", even a flying one. No, this blur was hate. Hate and anger.
Anger?...emotion? This AI takes some getting used to, thought the maniacal robot as he speed towards New Mobotropolis. Metal Sonic had always liked flying better than running, flying was something his rival could not accomplish.
Advantage: Metal Sonic, the counterpart reminded himself.
Free from Eggman's control, Metal Sonic had already started laying out simulations for extracting revenge, most of them ending with his creator helping out "that blue hedgehog" in the end. He needed a different plan than challenging Sonic head on, or acting as a "final boss fight" of some sort, as if he were part of some video game. The blue android could feel chaos energy running through him, which nagged at his systems to use the emeralds again. Though Metal Sonic did have chaos abilities, he was not as adept as Knuckles or Shadow in control and using them. Currently, the most he could without an emerald is to strengthen his Black Shield and initiate a limited number of short bursts of power through his circuits, giving him heightened sense and more speed. Having at least one emerald would be sufficient enough to take out his most loathed rival.
While running simulations and analyzing weak points of all his adversaries in the databanks, the robot's sensors indicated he was at the city already. Since Eggman had not attacked nor bothered the Mobians for almost a year, the citizens felt safe and the city was bustling. As he landed on top of a building, he heard a scream, and immediately ducked and looked around for the source, thinking he had been caught. When nothing happened, Metal Sonic picked up where the scream had come from.
A female Mobian had screamed after another Mobian, male, Metal Sonic had concluded had scared her by popping out from behind a dumpster in the alley, wearing a ghost mask of some sort. The female proceeded to launch her left leg into the reproductive organs of her joking assailant. The prankster then bent over and fell to the ground, immobilized. While the whole scene was amusing to the observer above, Metal Sonic's untrained emotions led him to feel sympathy for the male, as his data indicated the female's attack was classified as "low blow".
Females, always so emotional, judged the amused robot, now to see what this city is all about.
The death machine looked for the best vantage point that would let him view the entire city, and continued his reconnaissance.
Acceptable conditions, he analyzed, chances of being noticed or spotted are down to a minimum. Observe and record enemy routines and rituals. Start up bio sensors for head count of Mobians.
As Metal Sonic scanned and counted the total number of Mobians in the city, his sensors picked up an unknown source coming from the palace. While the bio sensors detected the other Mobians as organic, there was a different coding that was not in Metal Sonic's data.
Curious. Not in my data, risks of investigating source is at a modest level. Actual statistics of getting noticed : 67%...Acceptable…
The blue machine of war silently moved across the city towards the palace, not knowing if it was his circuits or emotions guiding the way.
Well that was a prologue. I don't know how far this story will go, but I hope it will definitely go somewhere. PLEASE REVIEW! You guys really don't know how important any review is, even a flame (if it is relevant). REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!