PROLOUGE
The sky was dark and the air pierced the very soul. Raindrops fell rapidly. Not a being seemed to dwell in the small city. Sure there were buildings. Skyscrapers and dozens of houses that anyone could call home...But the atmosphere was so deadly and mind boggling that no one with good sense would go near it.
For a long time, Toranto City was a peaceful tri-state complex. People from all over Grand Metropolis and Empire City passed through here to visit family, eat, party, or just enjoy the scenery...But back then the city was under a kind Mayor. Up until 2009, Mayor Don Sharpton peacefully ran the small town. Then one day (A Thursday that April, as the books recalled), it came along...The history of the town says that the ordeal was nothing short of horrifying: A simple meeting of the town's City Council interrupted by a metallic anarchist.
His eyes were crimson and beating like a heart. Metal spikes leaked with drops of oil. The creature's steel-like hands were posted at both doors...It was written that this was the first time it had stormed in months within the city limits. The metal behemoth's face screamed hatred. For this was the day that he was defeated by Sonic yet again.
No one knew who this robot was in that room. Or really gave that much of a damn.
"Who are you? State your business here!" The mayor's assistant – dressed in an oak colored suit jacket and brown pants, held his 9mm pistol toward the monstrosity. When the robot didn't answer, he started to perspire, "Dammit, tell me why you're here! Or I will shoot you!"
Again, the robot said nothing.
"Damn you!" the assistant fired three times out of anger, the second shot hitting the robot dead on. So hard into the hull of his head, that clear fluid dripped out the wound. All the machine did after that was blink mentally and feel at the scar. The assistant stood and stared. As did the other sharply dressed city leaders. But what happened next only filled their souls with horror.
"Caliber...just what I needed to complete my transformation..." The robot picked up one of the stray bullets. The Mayor's assistant swore, and pulled his cell phone out his pants pocket. In response to this gesture, the robot flicked the bullet straight at the human's hand. The man let out a piercing scream. As did many of the other city leaders. A woman dressed in pink threw up a group of documents she was reading into the air as the mayor's assistant fell backward in agony.
The mayor - dressed in a red suit - climbed under the table and took out a large shotgun with the initials TC on the left side in green ink. He unloaded the double-barreled gun as more of the city leaders ran around the room. Some out windows, some through the back exit, and others ran past the metal menace himself. He didn't care about them...he wanted the king - the monarch. Once he was down, everyone else would fall into place.
The mayor shot repeatedly at the metal creature with all of his might, yelling as the bullets tore through its shell. When the mayor finally ran out of bullets, the robot fell face first on the carpet. Felling triumphant, the white bearded Councilman threw down the shotgun and breathed heavily.
"Not in my town you lousy son of a bitch..." He confirmed. As the mayor turned to help his wounded assistant, the gravest thing happened. After a few beeps from the robots seemingly dead eyes...the machine exploded. Metal started flying everywhere. Most of it was the rounds from the mayor's shotgun.
But it was soon joined by parts of the meeting room. The two men stared in terror as the machine's broken corpse arose to the center of the tornado. A terrifying glare erupted from the robot's eyes and another large explosion blew large chunks of the roof away. Smoke arose and dust carrying documents consumed the mayor and his assistant's vision...The smoke cleared and something horrible spoke up.
"Hmm...Thank you my incompetent mayor...You have revived me!" The men could see it now. The same machine stood before them. Yet it did not seem that way whatsoever. The machine had grown tremendously. His spikes were longer. His steel hands turned to iron and grew long and sharp. The creature's metal engine core had been extended with the rest of his torso and his feet turned a dark Caliber metal. His body was now deep navy blue with streaks of black everywhere. And for effect...he wore the darkest cape.
"What are you?" the mayor asked, desperate for a few moments before he was obliterated. The metal overlord tilted his head slightly to the right.
"You don't know who I am?" The robot asked as his mouthpiece stood completely idle. What he thought of next, would only seal his fate, "...I am Sonic!" He rose of the ground and held his fist firm. A large ball of white light formed his right hand. The two men stared cowardly awaiting their sentence, "...The real Sonic..."
White light surrounded the area. The city was instantly consumed by the explosion. There was once a war that had started with something known as the bullet heard 'round the world. As the metal being flew into the air and off into the unknown, the terrible display gaining traction behind him would forever be known as the blast heard 'round the universe…
...
The metallic villain sat in a blue chair surrounded by copies of his less powerful forms. One robot was a darker color and shorter. Another was like him, but without a cape and a lighter blue. The last one was merely a copy of his original form, yet a dark red. They were all working around him either cleaning, putting up monarchy-based posters and propaganda. Others were sharpening tools and weapons of mass destruction. The year is 2015, and the once peaceful town of Tornado City, has been manipulated into a demonic base of operations known as the Metal Tornado Regime.
Metal Prince was the name posted all throughout the area. On buildings, factories, everything. The villain's face was on the buildings and other areas, as well. This truly was his domain.
"Well my master…" Metal Prince finally said looking up from a blueprint in his office, "How do like my...humble abode?"
A tall, portly man who wore a red jumpsuit with large yellow buckles and black pants looked outside a window. He watched as the rain fell and lightning sparked making the outside world visible. He was jealous, because he too was a villainous mastermind, bent on having his own kingdom. It took a few years to make it happen, yes. But at least Metal Prince had it. Dr. Eggman was still in waiting. He laughed and looked at his powerful creation.
"Big whoop Metal Sonic. Or is it Prince now?" He scoffed, "So you have a few big buildings and factories. Watch! In a matter of days you know who is going to tear it to shreds anyway. And let's not forget the new allies he's made over the past few years."
"Oh poor Robotnik...You must be smarter than that." Metal Sonic got up from his monarchial throne and walked over to the side of the table. Grabbing a mug of hot oil next to a coffee pot, he sipped and gestured toward a regular cup of coffee that sat next to the pot. Dr. Eggman refused.
"Suit yourself. But MS-34 makes a vanilla decaf that will blow your mind...And speaking of blowing: I've hatched together an excellent plan that will get rid of that pesky hedgehog once and for all. The only thing I require are the keys to your Mech laboratories."
Dr. Eggman looked at him surprised, "My Mech labs...? Metal you must be out of your chromic mind! I've lost enough robots a few years back as it is. And those plans are under my name anyway. A mentally challenged adult would recognize the design a mile away, so any hopes for deceit or stealth are stripped...And besides: I forbid it."
This angered Metal Sonic to the point of dropping the glass on the navy blue carpet. The glass shattered to pieces and oil simmered on the floor. Metal Sonic's anger was cloaked with surprise, "Oh, you think stealth and deceit is going to be a problem?"
Metal laughed so demonically that it made even the doctor look a tad worried, "Oh, I have the perfect trio to take care of that for me...Follow my lead, master."
Metal Sonic gestured toward one of his minions to take the mugs and coffee pot, and another to clean up the glass and wash out the carpet. He then started toward a door off to the left and looked back toward Dr. Eggman who was still unsure if he should follow, "C'mon Doctor...If I wanted to kill you...The Metal Overlord would've never been released..."
Seeing his point, he followed slowly after him down a long hall filled with robots...But these robots were not modern ones, "These...these are from..." Then Dr. Eggman looked at Metal Sonic as they continued walking, "Is the Time Eater one of the 'perfect trio', you mentioned earlier?"
Metal Sonic chuckled softly as they came to a red door at the end of the hall, "I don't need to turn back time to revive scientific genius, my lord..." He held his hand toward the mechanical door and lightly grunted. The door slid to the left, letting them gain entry. Though he was merely showing off, he had a kingdom to strike fear into the hearts of. Particularly his creator whom would soon find out the measure of his power.
They both looked to see a large factory area where robots, of all shapes and sizes worked on machines, weapons, transports, propaganda, street signs and everything in between. In the middle of the area, Metal Sonic spotted a meeting table with three familiar figures around it. Dr. Eggman looked at the table in confusion, "Why do you have allies meeting in a maintenance garage? Why couldn't you just talk with them in your office?"
Metal Prince sighed. He then pushed the portly man off the edge toward the lower area. He yelled, and then hit the ground very quickly due to his weight. As Dr. Eggman groaned, Metal Sonic lightly touched down on the mechanical floor, "Get up Doctor; you're embarrassing me."
Dr. Eggman got to his feet and walked with Metal Sonic toward the large table. Metal Sonic spoke up as they sat down, "Dr. Eggman, meet the Villains of Outer Mobius... First, Mr. Dark Ion..." The man Metal was speaking of had dark black hair, and a small mustache. He wore a red monarchial cloak and black glasses.
"The pleasures all mine...uncle…" Dark Ion said as he took of the glasses. Dr. Eggman looked at him for a moment.
"Snively, is that you?"
Dark Ion slammed his black gloved fist on the table, taking his shades off as well, "Do you have dirt in your ears? Don't call me that! That was never my real name in the first place and you know that...You will refer to me as Dark Ion nothing different! I am no longer your groveling henchman, Robotnik…" He replaced the glasses and folded his arms bringing his attention back to Metal Sonic. The other villains grew grins on their faces, waiting anxiously for their introduction.
Metal Sonic cleared his throat, "Dr. Eggman, meet Dr. Eggman Nega...your future self from the Sol Dimension." The reversed version of the Doctor stood up and pleasantly greeted his past self.
"It is an honor to meet you Doctor. I'm sure you feel the same way." The older Eggman had a white mustache and wore a jumpsuit with spandex...although the colors were reversed. And he didn't seem as attentive as the present Doctor. Although, he was one who knew that looks can be deceiving at times.
"I'm sure..." Dr. Eggman said as Nega went back to his seat. Then he looked around, "Hey. Wasn't there another guy sitting here?"
"I'm over here, Doctor" said a gruesome and deep voice. Dr. Eggman turned around pretty quickly - which wasn't a good idea, because floating extremely close to him was none other than Mephelis the Dark, in his basic phase...It was still kind of creepy, though. Dr. Eggman jumped back, tripping over on air, in response to his surprise. The other villains started chuckling lightly until Mephelis cackled evilly. That creped the other villains out a bit.
"The laugh..." said Mephelis as he stepped on the ground, "...Too much?"
"Uh...yeah" said Dr. Eggman getting off the ground, "This is great! With all five of our powerful minds; we will finally be able to crush that hedgehog into blue dust. Along with all of those other fur balls!"
"You never told him, did you?" asked Dark Ion, leaning back in his office-style chair.
"Never told me what?" the Doctor asked as he stood back and looked at all of the masterminds. Mephelis looked off into space as Dr. Eggman Nega played with his hands and Dark Ion whistled while looking to the right. Metal Sonic sighed and looked at his master.
"We all voted whether or not to let you join and...We all said you needed to..." Metal Sonic sweat a drop of oil down his left ear, "...SIT THIS ONE OUT."
Dr. Eggman looked at the grins that soon flashed across the other three's face, as he stood back in shock. Out of nowhere, two large bots with military like bodies took both of his arms.
Mephelis spoke up, "Wait!" Dr. Eggman looked hopefully at the dark hedgehog, "Don't forget the keys to the MechLabs." One of the bots from a higher staircase swooped in and grabbed a set of keys from the Doctor's jumpsuit pocket. The robot threw them at Mephelis who caught them in his clawed paw.
"This isn't fair!" Dr. Eggman said as he was being dragged away, "I'm supposed to be the criminal mastermind! Me, Me!"
"Sorry for not telling you about this sooner," Nega told him as the garage door leading to the outskirts of town was opened enough to roll Dr. Eggman out in the rain, "If this didn't happen...I might not be alive right now..."
As the door of the garage closed and the lightning flashed outside the tall factory; a large crowd of laughter could be heard from the inside. Dr. Eggman slowly walked off toward Inner Mobius, knowing that he only had one person to turn to…
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