Note: This uses Christianity for plot reasons, nothing more.
Two years. A lot can happen in two years. Ever since the defeat of the false king, sonic the hedgehog has been granted the title of king and now ruled Britain with a gentle hand, listening to all who was commended of a crime and merciful to the weak. But needless to say, he had made some enemies, the most prominent being the iron-fisted ruler: the illustrious magnificent benevolent king, Ivo "eggking" robotnik. Any one with a brain could tell that "Eggking" made the first few words up, and for some reason, hated sonic the hedgehog with a passion.
For some reason know only to sonic himself, simply laughed at his attempts to take over the throne, as evidenced when sonic said, "Trust me, that eggman can't do anything right." His knights quickly asked why he said "Eggman," instead of "Eggking." Sonic simply shrugged it off with a wave of his hand.
Speaking of that bloated buffoon, wonder what he's doing right now….
"Snively you idiot!" A very familiar voice insulted, followed by load clanging sound
I take it back.
"I'm sorry uncle, but these are careful proceedings, if I don't do it right the first time then will may have the devil himself!" Snively defended himself, picking up a scatted cross and resetting it on the table.
"Your sure this will grant us a holy warrior capable of defeating that wrenched hedgehog?" the eggking asked, still very skeptical about the whole plan.
"Yes, that and more. He will be like any other, nobler then the sun, yet just as fierce as a storm." Snively explained. Drawing a large star shaped icon across the floor.
"Good good." Eggking said with some satisfaction.
"Now then." Snively said, setting the necessary items into place. Let's begin: oh holy lord, I pray to thee, send a warrior unlike the mortals of this earth, skills unseen by this world. Send a warrior with a soul purer then-
"Excuse me sirs, what color do you wish the chambers to be during your "Moments?" A servant asked, interrupting the ceremony.
"Black, darker then the darkest night." Eggking said, not minding the annoyed look on his nephew's face.
"AS I WAS SAYING: oh holy lord, I pray to thee, send a warrior unlike the mortals of this earth, skills unseen by this world. Send a warrior with a soul darker then the darkest night. Send us the bringer of storm." Snively repeated, but quickly realized his mistake. He looked at his uncle with a look of sheer terror. Eggking was too busy staring at the large bolts of electricity arching around the room to pay any attention to his nephew.
Amidst the confusion the two "Eggs" were producing, a small dark wolf-like figure appeared spread out across the "Star." At a first glance, one would mistake its armor for skin, for it was very demon like. the crismon helmet only covered it's face and the back part of the visor was Gawain shaped, using only two eye sockets covered by black. the middle part had a small wall like shape with the middle drawing forward by two CMs. The chest-plate and shoulders resembled classic knight style but on the right shoulder was a small knife. the thigh plates were strapped to the legs and went down to the greaves in overlapping style. the greave's knee plate was shaped upwards in the form of a spike, the lower part was shaped like modern day combat boots but instead of leather, lightweight steel took its place. the gauntlets were like a dragon's claw. Each of the armor's color was a shade of black. But perhaps the strangest thing about it however, wasn't its looks, but the gun strapped to its side.
But the two buffoons were just staring dumbly at it to pay any attention to its armament's.
"That's not very holy is it?" Ivo asked Snively nodded dumbly in agreement. "Lets throw it outside before it wakes up." Ivo picked it up by its hands while Snively grabbed its ankles and dragged it over to a conveniently placed window.
"On three. Ready?" Eggking/eggman said,
"One…"
"Two…"
"THREE!" and with that, they threw out the abomination out the window.
The unknown demon fell ungracefully down towards the ground at high speeds. Which each passing second its speed increased to an abnormal rate, however instead of dying when it reached the ground it hit a pile of hay. After 3 still moments, its head popped out of the hay and yelled out: "I'M ALLIVVVEEE!" Whoever this was, His joyous yell completely betrayed his armor scheme.
In Camelot….
"You hear that?" Sir Lancelot asked his fellow knights.
"Yes, It sounds like when the blacksmith made sonic those…what were they called?" Gawain asked.
"They were called "chilidogs" I believe" Percival confirmed.
"Dogs of chili. What a wasteful invention." Gawain said with some distaste in his voice.
"AHEM!" came a voice from Gawain; he turned around to see sonic with a very crossed look on his face.
"Oh hello there my liege. Do you require anything?" Gawain asked with some nervousness in his voice.
"Did you just say that chilidogs were a wasteful Invention? Sonic said coldly.
"No see I, umm Lancelot care to help a fellow knight?"
No reply came.
"Lancelot?" Gawain turned around to see that Lancelot and Percival had wisely decided to get the hell out of dodge and can now be see rocketing across the open plains.
"Aw crap." Gawain muttered before sonic gave him a very stern lecture about chilidogs and their supposed "awesomeness."
Poor poor Gawain.