The 3rd Cross:
Hazard
Disclaimer: All of the characters except Hazard and Delmon in this fic do not belong to me. they belong to their rightful owners. So now you STILL can't sue me!
Prologue
A scientist sips his coffee, although it is scalding hot he chugs on it. He thanks God for the sensation of pain or any feeling at all after what he's been through. For the last fifty or so years he'd been trudging and hiding within the Eclipse Cannon's core. Getting his only sustenance from the suspension fluid the biolizard that his colleague, Professor Gerald Robotnik created, to keep it dormant. For without a jump of chaos emerald energy the creature would die in a matter of minutes. Now however it is dead, one year to this day.
The scientist knows that he can never go back to the planet he was born on, for his body is decaying at an astounding rate. His mind is also torn apart and confused with the memory of seeing the biolizard destroyed by Sonic and Shadow. He looks ahead at a project that took a lifetime to perfect and build. He stands up and inserts a disk into the side of the console. He cuts on the power and turns off the life support, his work done and his body spent, he walks over to one of the glass windows and smashes it with a nearby hammer. His body is sucked out into space away from the ARK space colony. Without struggling he lets go of his life just as a new one comes into being.
A month later the tube in the abandoned lab explodes. Inside the broken remains is an orange lizard with a machine on it's back. It takes it's first breaths in it's airless environment with the machine's cord in it's neck. As it stands up the door on the other side of the room swishes open. G.U.N. security drones march in a single line into the lab. The lizard watches intently as the dozen robots line up in two rows of six. One row kneels half-way to the floor and charges their laser arms. All at once the robots blast the room into an oven. Their beams even melt the command console into molten slag, their fire centralized on the lizard.
As the green and yellow lasers cease fire and the unbelievable light dims something in all of the smoke and gloom moves. The lizard is still alive. Before the robots could charge their blasters, the lizard springs into the air and into the dozen automatons. One by one, the creature destroyed them and tore their limbs off to beat the next one with. When it was all said and done it looked down at it's handiwork: Twelve successful kills, but no blood. It didn't feel proud, but fulfilled that it had destroyed the threat to itself. As it walked through the silent hallways it knew where it was going, as if it had been through this place an infinite number of times.
As it opened the door to it's final destination the lizard wondered many things. What it was, how it knew the security codes for the doors and why it wasn't dead after being shot by a laser barrage? All of these thoughts went away as it opened a locker with the name 'Shadow' on it. On one of the shelves were a pair of Scorchers and arm-pads. Feeling a bit naked it put them on. It 'skated' the hallways at a moderate speed and went to the main observation deck. On one of the screens was an old looking scientist with a white mustache. The image seemed to be on pause. It put it's clawed finger on the console and pushed play.
"--it cannot be disabled. All of you ungrateful humans who took everything away from me will feel my loss and despair..."
The lizard recoiled in horror as it felt the madness and pain behind that voice. It clicked off the image thinking to itself," Who was that? And what did he mean about everyone feeling his loss and despair?" Soon the database in the computer yielded the information to the orange hacker in the form of a diary. The lizard downloaded it into a pocket computer from nearby and sat down on one of the consoles. It began to read.
"Was it a mistake to make the ultimate life-form? I thought it would be something that would benefit mankind, but then the military landed on the colony that day. They had been sent to destroy the research I had been working on. Maria, my granddaughter, and my colleagues at the research facility I hope you are all safe."
The next week's entry: "The colony was completely shut down under the premise that there had been an accident. I found that G.U.N. killed Maria and my colleagues as well as all those in the colony. Shadow, a willing subject and research student who was assigned to take care of Maria was captured on the east coast of the Great continent. Maria meant everything to me, I couldn't bear the thought that she died because of my research. I lost everything, I had nothing left to live for, I went insane! All I could think of was to avenge her."
A month later:
"I was able to create the ultimate life-form in the form of a bio-lizard on ARK. The military will kill me in a few days so I've also laid plans down for project: Lazarus in a microchip on one of Shadow's bracelets. If you are reading this, Project: Lazarus, find Shadow the hedgehog. On him you shall find the key to everything."
The next entry from last year:
"This is Dr. Julian Robotnik of the house of Ivo. If you are reading this Finalhazard hasn't killed everyone on Mobius..."
As it continues to read the lizard is shocked to find that Shadow is presumed dead. It throws the minicomputer across the room. It walks back over to the console and furiously types away. Files about Shadow and the weapon on the colony were flying by on the screen. Each file was inessential to the being reading through them. Finally it came to the file folder it was questing for, the profiles on Julian, Gerald, and Maria Kintobor...
Hazard
Disclaimer: All of the characters except Hazard and Delmon in this fic do not belong to me. they belong to their rightful owners. So now you STILL can't sue me!
Prologue
A scientist sips his coffee, although it is scalding hot he chugs on it. He thanks God for the sensation of pain or any feeling at all after what he's been through. For the last fifty or so years he'd been trudging and hiding within the Eclipse Cannon's core. Getting his only sustenance from the suspension fluid the biolizard that his colleague, Professor Gerald Robotnik created, to keep it dormant. For without a jump of chaos emerald energy the creature would die in a matter of minutes. Now however it is dead, one year to this day.
The scientist knows that he can never go back to the planet he was born on, for his body is decaying at an astounding rate. His mind is also torn apart and confused with the memory of seeing the biolizard destroyed by Sonic and Shadow. He looks ahead at a project that took a lifetime to perfect and build. He stands up and inserts a disk into the side of the console. He cuts on the power and turns off the life support, his work done and his body spent, he walks over to one of the glass windows and smashes it with a nearby hammer. His body is sucked out into space away from the ARK space colony. Without struggling he lets go of his life just as a new one comes into being.
A month later the tube in the abandoned lab explodes. Inside the broken remains is an orange lizard with a machine on it's back. It takes it's first breaths in it's airless environment with the machine's cord in it's neck. As it stands up the door on the other side of the room swishes open. G.U.N. security drones march in a single line into the lab. The lizard watches intently as the dozen robots line up in two rows of six. One row kneels half-way to the floor and charges their laser arms. All at once the robots blast the room into an oven. Their beams even melt the command console into molten slag, their fire centralized on the lizard.
As the green and yellow lasers cease fire and the unbelievable light dims something in all of the smoke and gloom moves. The lizard is still alive. Before the robots could charge their blasters, the lizard springs into the air and into the dozen automatons. One by one, the creature destroyed them and tore their limbs off to beat the next one with. When it was all said and done it looked down at it's handiwork: Twelve successful kills, but no blood. It didn't feel proud, but fulfilled that it had destroyed the threat to itself. As it walked through the silent hallways it knew where it was going, as if it had been through this place an infinite number of times.
As it opened the door to it's final destination the lizard wondered many things. What it was, how it knew the security codes for the doors and why it wasn't dead after being shot by a laser barrage? All of these thoughts went away as it opened a locker with the name 'Shadow' on it. On one of the shelves were a pair of Scorchers and arm-pads. Feeling a bit naked it put them on. It 'skated' the hallways at a moderate speed and went to the main observation deck. On one of the screens was an old looking scientist with a white mustache. The image seemed to be on pause. It put it's clawed finger on the console and pushed play.
"--it cannot be disabled. All of you ungrateful humans who took everything away from me will feel my loss and despair..."
The lizard recoiled in horror as it felt the madness and pain behind that voice. It clicked off the image thinking to itself," Who was that? And what did he mean about everyone feeling his loss and despair?" Soon the database in the computer yielded the information to the orange hacker in the form of a diary. The lizard downloaded it into a pocket computer from nearby and sat down on one of the consoles. It began to read.
"Was it a mistake to make the ultimate life-form? I thought it would be something that would benefit mankind, but then the military landed on the colony that day. They had been sent to destroy the research I had been working on. Maria, my granddaughter, and my colleagues at the research facility I hope you are all safe."
The next week's entry: "The colony was completely shut down under the premise that there had been an accident. I found that G.U.N. killed Maria and my colleagues as well as all those in the colony. Shadow, a willing subject and research student who was assigned to take care of Maria was captured on the east coast of the Great continent. Maria meant everything to me, I couldn't bear the thought that she died because of my research. I lost everything, I had nothing left to live for, I went insane! All I could think of was to avenge her."
A month later:
"I was able to create the ultimate life-form in the form of a bio-lizard on ARK. The military will kill me in a few days so I've also laid plans down for project: Lazarus in a microchip on one of Shadow's bracelets. If you are reading this, Project: Lazarus, find Shadow the hedgehog. On him you shall find the key to everything."
The next entry from last year:
"This is Dr. Julian Robotnik of the house of Ivo. If you are reading this Finalhazard hasn't killed everyone on Mobius..."
As it continues to read the lizard is shocked to find that Shadow is presumed dead. It throws the minicomputer across the room. It walks back over to the console and furiously types away. Files about Shadow and the weapon on the colony were flying by on the screen. Each file was inessential to the being reading through them. Finally it came to the file folder it was questing for, the profiles on Julian, Gerald, and Maria Kintobor...