Welcome and Merry Christmas one and all! Here's the first chapter of that story i promised you all. Enjoy!


The universe was, is, and always shall be full of wonder and amazement. From the tiniest of planets to the most destructive of the black holes, the universe spoke without speaking, endless and long-lived. The stars acting as a guide to a spinning red phone box as it hurtled through the void into another universe.

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Mobius, year 3236

The spinning Telephone box flew through space as it orbited the planet, its scanners at full power and listening in on the various communique of the world governments. One thing the Prime was good at was gathering information before rushing in, guns blazing and cocks waving. The various satellites helped in that regard, hacking into them was child's play; he gathered intel on the current conflict between the Iron Dominion and the remnants of the Robotnik Empire, a Government organization called G.U.N.. To make a bad situation worse, the dominant populace caught in the middle of the three way war were the newly free Mobians. He frowned as he complied the information he gathered and cross referenced them to the local time stream on the TARDIS's screens. What he saw did not make him happy at all.

"Bugger all, this time line is whacked out of shape," Prime muttered as he looked at the various events that had happened and correlated them with the Time streams. "Finding the one possible event responsible for the fractures is going to be a fucking nightmare!"

The TARDIS chimed in agreement; she had never seen a time-space line this contorted and chaotic. Prime had thought that these Chaos Gems (Emeralds are one color, he griped, these things were multiple!) were the cause, but finding them to be a Fixed Point took them off the list so it was tied to something or someone. There was an event that was in flux and the wrong choice was made or forced to be made making a domino effect occur. He sighed as Skaro rose up the side and John marched in.

"THE TIME LINE...I HEAR IT SCREAMING IN PAIN." Skaro moaned as he floated down on to the walkway. Prime nodded, his own head twinging with each scream from the Time stream. He was envious of John; the cyberman couldn't hear or see the time streams like he and Skaro could. It was always a pain when it happened.

"No kidding Skar. I hear it too and see it writhing." Prime said, seriousness etching his face. "Events that are suppose to happen in this time's future are current now and events that are suppose to be current are happening in the future. This...this is really messed up. The Rifts and cracks are just the tip of this fucked up iceberg."

A tolling bell made the three look up in attention and then at the TARDIS console. Prime instantly went to work; Running around the console, punching in numbers, scanning the planet, and checking the radio chatter. His face was set as he poured over the information that was coming in and he picked up on something right away. He pulled up another chart and looked it over, scowling.

"TARDIS, be a dear and take us to this island. You've picked up MASSIVE amounts of Temporal and Spacial residue energy. Something from the future ended up here in the past."

The TARDIS obeyed and phased out just as Satellite with a Iron fist emblazoned on its side entered the area, transmitting the vanishing Phone box to its masters.

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The waves crashed into the beach head, a crab skittering across it to home. The sound of the TARDIS warping into being on the small deserted island made it hurry. Once the Phone box was fully materialized, the tinted doors opened and Prime stepped off onto the sandy beach, his shoe sinking into the sand. He looked around the barren beach and pulled out his Time Driver, a modified Sonic Screwdriver that could fix the cracks and Rifts. Flicking his wrist once, he scanned the place, the driver giving out a low warble. Once the driver was done, he looked at the Holographic readout, his eyes full of curiosity. The read out was coming from the only inhabitant which was a mech covered in rust, about three feet to the left. Turning in the direction, he ran his Driver over the mech with a furrowed brow.

After several moments, the Time Driver pinged and he looked at the readouts again. No doubt about it; this much Temporal energy, it was DEFINITLY sent from the future. He put his finger to his temple, a clear sign he was thinking.

"Skaro," He said aloud into a wristwatch radio. "Got a mech here that is oozing with Temporal energy. Transmat it to..."

The order was cut off when he violently shuddered and a klaxon began to go off in the TARDIS. The voice of Skaro cut over the alarm with panic in his tinny voice.

"PRIME! A CRACK HAS TURNED INTO A RIFT! THE TARDIS HAS THE COORDINATES."

Prime swore as he switched over to John.

"John, got a hot piece here and I need you to Transmat it to the labs. It's coated in Temporal energies and needs analysis. I got a rift to go seal up."

John acknowledged and in a flash of white, the mech was taken aboard. Prime hurried back to the TARDIS, slammed the doors shut, took over the console, and warped to the location.

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A bat strolled out of a large building with a large robot and dark hedgehog at her side. She sighed as she stretched, turning her head to look at her stoic companions who just followed after her. She sighed; of all the personal, she was paired with a hedgehog who looked like he was cut from granite and a robot who enjoyed far too many explosions. Talk about a fall from grace for her, the former jewel thief. Still, they were better company then others.

"Still can't believe that Tower chewed us out over losing that Sol Emerald. Thanks for that by the way Shadow," The bat said nastily with a glare sent to her hedgehog worker.

Shadow ignored the glare and continued his walking past the bat.

"See you later, Rouge." Shadow said as he headed for the G.U.N. Living apartments nearby. Rouge scowled as she was ignored before talking to the big robot.

"Head back to your station Omega...I need some time to myself." Rouge said as she flew up into the air. The robot didn't respond, but its optics flashed before nodding. It turned around and marched back into the HQ of G.U.N., needing a power down anyways. Perhaps he'd dream of that Pyro kinetic he had seen eariler in the day today. That thought filled him with joy for some reason.

Rouge sighed as she rode the currents that the city generated. Flying always seemed to take away her worries and troubles when she'd have a stressful day. She lazily did a loop de loop contemplating just having a quiet night of flying. That had been a while since she did one; lazy flying through the air and over the city below, looking down at the occupants heading about their daily lives. She grinned; nothing could go wrong with that.

An explosion at a nearby warehouse said differently making her sigh in regret. Murphy's law; oh how could she have forgotten that cruel bastard? Duty called and she flew toward the explosion, attaching a scouter like object to her head.

"This is agent Rouge..."

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Prime panted as he ran, his leather trench overcoat flapping with his fast movement, his Time Driver clutched tightly in his right hand, feet crunching on the asphalt of the warehouse. Bursts of laser fire ricocheted all around him as he narrowly dodged stray bits of fire. He vaulted over a concentrate barrier and hunkered down, gasping for breath. Damn it all, it was just suppose to be an easy job! But no, the universe here had a an INSANE sense of humor. He ducked again as blaster fire erupted over the side of the barrier he was on.

"Skaro! Need some covering fire here!" Prime shouted as the blaster fire ceased and he peeked over the top of the barrier to get a better look at his attackers.

The beings firing at him were black with spiky shoulder pads, gladiator like heads with a big red visor and spikes on their knee and arm joints. They were robots, but what kind he didn't know. He knew they weren't Dalek or Cybermen renegades due to their poor aim and lack of elegance. No, these were no doubt from the past of this planet with the Rift acting as a bridge to it. He ducked as two locked onto his place and opened fire again. All through it all, the Prime could only say one thing.

"Bugger!"

There was a blast of light and a massive explosion. Prime stood up quickly and began moving with the smoke. He turned to where Skaro was and threw him a thumbs up. Skaro moved his eyestalk up and down signaling a nod to the retreating Time Lord. The Dalek Prime turned back to the now advancing robots, their sensors solely locked on him. Skaro readied his gun, the tiny egg-beater and gave a war cry that made Prime shudder, recalling Davros's Daleks.

"EX-TER-MIN-ATE!"

A white beam shot out and struck the first advancing robot, blowing it into shrapnel. Now deeming the shaker like being a bigger threat then the Human, the odd robots turned on Skaro, their guns blazing. The blaster fire didn't do a thing to the Dalek; the ray shield around him kept the damage minimal or none at all. Skaro turned to the firing on the rest of the Bots. Prime sighed before looking around, spying a blaster rifle nearby. Another round of blaster fire made him duck down, swearing up a storm. He spotted his other companion marching in from the TARDIS's location and shouted over the din.

"Hey John! Skaro needs back up! Cover him while I deal with that Rift! It's spitting them out faster then he can take them down!" He shouted.

John nodded and clenched his hands, two arm cannons popping up in place. The Cyberman locked eyes with the first bot that entered his range, and opened fire. The plasma bolts cut through the metal like hot butter, making the bot's parts crash onto the ground. Once the clatter ended, Prime was on the move, grabbing the gun and readying himself. Slowly, a grin made its way onto his face.

"Time for fun!"

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Rouge worked the civilians back as the police and G.U.N. Agents surrounded the building. The flashes of blaster fire and muffled booms made many uneasy, but they held their ground. One of the Agents came up to Rouge, covered head to toe in armor. Rouge instantly knew them and smiled sweetly at the agent.

"Topaz, we really need to meet under better circumstances." Rouge said with a grin as the Agent removed their helmet. Topaz was one of the top agents, fourth to Shadow, Omega, and Rouge. She had and Rouge had a rivalry going on for a time but it petered out as the war effort went on. Now they were both good friends and better agents. Topaz looked up at the warehouse where the blaster fire increased.

"Seems we got a really bad gang battle going on here," Topaz said as there was another muffled explosion. Rouge shook her head at Topaz's assessment as she looked at the Warehouse.

"Don't think this is a gang battle, hon," Rouge said thoughtfully. "For one, the battle isn't pouring out into the streets where Civs are. They're containing it inside the warehouse. Second is that there's no shouting or war cries from either side. This is either just a deal gone wrong or..."

Another muffled explosion was heard followed by breaking glass. The two moved back calmly as the rest all scrambled for cover as a head landed, its red visor dimming. Rouge looked at the head confused while Topaz looked at it in shock.

"That's a first gen SWATBot." Topaz breathed out in shock. "What the hell is going on in there?!"

Rouge didn't answer; she flew through the cracked window and into a warzone. SWATBots were all around firing at two beings; one looked like an overgrown salt or pepper shaker and the other looked like a fully Robotized human. She avoided the blasts and headed up into the rafters, watching the battle from above. She couldn't tell if these guys were raiding the place or what, but she knew trouble when she saw it. There was a large rip in the wall and it sent her on edge when she saw it; it reeked of energy and not a good kind. A shadow moved and Rouge turned back to the battle and gasped; she saw a young human of what looked seventeen running from cover, a blaster rifle in hand.

"Kid what are you...do...ing?" Rouge started to scream but tapered off when she saw his movements. She had moves, Princess Sally had moves, Sonic had moves, hell even Tails had moves, but this kid...this kid had MOVES.

He jumped over the first SWATBot, landed, spun around and blasted it in the back with his rifle, not slowing down as he turned back to dash forward, avoiding the other blaster fire. He used his forward momentum to slide underneath three more SWATS and blew them apart. He slid smoothly into a crouch and took off in a dash toward the rip, his blaster barking with each SWATbot that entered into his field of vision. He ducked and weaved through the others, a strange metal wand out and sending another three SWATS to the scrap yard. He was now two meters from the Rip when another squad showed up. He didn't see them as he was too focused on the odd rip and the other two were busy with mop-up. So Rouge acted without thinking as one of them brought up their blaster rifle, taking aim at his back. Smashing one of her heels into the head of the SWAT made it crumple and alerted the kid. She met the face of the kid and bit back a gasp.

The brown eyes of the human had so much light, but there was a tiredness to them, regrets, pain, and unexplained hardness to them as if the kid had seen some horrible acts in his life or took part in a massive war; either way, those eyes were like those of a war vets and did not belong on such a young face. He smiled, though it didn't reach his eyes as he gave a slight nod before turning to the Rip. He put his metal wand at one of the tips of the Rip and pressed it, making Rouge confused. What was that thing? The Wand gave out a loud warbling noise and he frowned.

"Damn, this one is stubborn." He grumbled as he adjusted some settings on his wand. Rouge kicked away another SWATbot before turning to see the kid press the button and the warble came back, louder the the first time. She ducked under a blaster bolt and punched the bot's chest. Pirouetting on her forward momentum, she knocked the feet out of the next Bot. She turned to face another three and growled.

"Kid, whatever you're doing, hurry it up!" She hissed as the Bots readied their weapons. The kid let out a shout of glee and Rouge took a quick glance; the rip in the wall was being closed up by the metal wand as the kid ran along it. It snapped shut as the kid reached the other end and spun around to face Rouge, a large grin on his face which Rouge returned. The face of the kid morphed into a look of fear though and Rouge suddenly was reminded of the SWATBots as the guns they had began to charge up.

Time seemed to slow down; Rouge could literally see her life flashing in her eyes as she stared down the barrel of the plasma gun. She closed her eyes, waiting.

So...this is how it ends for me. Not in some big war with the others, but at the end of an Obsolete SWATbot's weapon. Well, it was a good run; you had some great heists, met some good friends, had fun, and enjoyed life. Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Shadow, Amy, Sally...Temporal...I'm going to miss you all. Rouge thought.

She was suddenly aware of the guns firing, someone falling onto her with an agonized scream as time sped back up. She opened her eyes and saw nothing but leather and smelled burnt flesh. She quickly got the body off of her and gasped when she saw the kid, shivering, but grinning like a loon.

"S-s-shot through the heart~" He sang out chuckling before coughing violently. "Ah, t-t-that line is always funnier in A-a-a-abridged."

Rouge wrapped her arms around the kid automatically, having done it plenty of times with raw recruits in G.U.N. when they fell in the line of duty. The kid looked at her with a quirked eyebrow as she removed parts of the coat to look at the damage. She gasped; there was a big burn mark on the center of his chest, the smoldering flesh giving off a rancid smell. She knew that the kid wouldn't survive the next minute, hell maybe not even the last second. She looked at the kid who was still smiling.

"H-h-hey, pretty lady...d-d-don't worry. I-" He coughed a bit before clutching his chest in pain. "I'll be f-f-f-fine."

The sounds of the SWATbots exploding was nothing but muffled noise as she stared at the kid, too young to even shave she noted, grinning there like he would be fine. Poor kid. She heard something come up and a voice spoke.

"PRIME! YOU ARE INJURED." The voice said, high and tinny making Rouge turn to look. "TYPICAL OF YOU; SAVING A YOUNG LADY FROM CERTAIN DEATH."

It was the pepper shaker lookalike as it looked down at the two with its single eye. Rouge frowned as she got up and got in the things face.

"Yeah, he's injured...fatally I might add. What in the name of Mobius were you two thinking dragging a kid into a warzone?! And I didn't ask him to save me!" Rouge ranted. She may act aloof some times but there were lines even she didn't cross. Taking a kid into a battle was one of them. The being slid back some while keeping its Eyestalk on her. The second form, a cyber human, came over and kneel down to Prime, its mouth flashing blue as it spoke.

"Prime, Transmat Is Online. Shall I Beam Us To The TARDIS?"

The kid, Prime she reminded herself, nodded before coughing violently.

"Y-y-y-y-yeah...and hurry. It's s-s-s-s-s-s-starting and since we're i-i-i-i-i-in another Prime Verse..." He struggled out before falling silent the cyber human nodded. He looked at the second being who was getting chewed out by Rouge still. Skaro caught the look and rushed over, Rouge pausing in her rant before whirling around.

"HEY!" She snapped as she raced after the hovercraft. "Don't ignore me while I'm talking to you!"

Prime saw her reach Skaro and grinned.

"C-c-c-change the location to the front doors, J-j-j-john." He said with a grin. "I want to h-h-h-h-hear and s-s-s-s-see her reaction...before I go."

If John was able to smile, he would have too; new companions always seeing the outside and then the in was always comedic. Rouge put her hand on Skaro who in turn touched John and Prime. There was a flash of white and they appeared in front of a red phone box. Rouge blinked a few times to get the spots out of her eyes before turning on the three as the Cyber Human helped the kid up.

"HEY! What are you doing?! He needs a hospital not a Phone..." Rouge began when they opened the doors and entered in. She followed after them, still ready to give them an earful, when the wind left her sails at seeing the interior. "Box?"

She poked her head back out, looked at the Phone Box, ducked back in and looked around in shock, now recognizing it as she looked at the second time, but at the same time, denying it.

"It...it...it..."

She heard the kid chuckle and turned to the center of the room, the kid leaning on the console as he worked it, his breathing haggard. There was a faint rumble and the doors snapped shut behind her. He turned to the still gobsmacked Rouge with a grin.

"It's bigger on the inside." He wheezed out before groaning. "Ah...i hate to leave you with just a memory of this old fugly face of mine just after we met, but...catch you on the flip side."

He winked at Rouge who stared. The kid stood up from the console, tall and proud, his wound now gone making her gasp again. The kid was looking at his hands with a grim, but grinning face as a dim orange and yellow glow began to snake its way up. Rouge dashed forward wondering what was going on but she was stopped by the Cyberhuman.

"What are you doing?! He's healed, but he still needs..." She started screaming hysterical, but she didn't know why. She was...worried as the orange and yellow glow brightened from the body as the tin can spoke.

"BE AT EASE...THE PRIME IS SIMPLY REGENERATING."

The kid bent over from the waist, the energy growing bright before he threw his arms and his head back, laughing with a joy that made Rouge's heart swell with a reason unknown to even her as she watched the energy exploded outward, covering his arms, hands and head. She watched as the kid standing at six foot, three-quarters shrank down to 4 foot 2, his clothes on his much smaller frame, his face morphed, and his legs becoming slimmer but still retained some muscle. His upper torso retained the same amount of fat and muscle he had from his human form. Spines emerged from the back of his head, they spiked three on the right and three on the left, fur began to grow out of his arms and legs. He gave out one final laugh as the energy died down and revealed his new form to his companions and Rouge.

Where there was once a human, there was now a Dark Blue hedgehog. If Rouge was able to guess, he was actually more Obsidian in color then blue. Sonic was Cobalt and Shadow was pure black, yet this new hedgehog was a perfect blend. His spines were like Shadows, though they had silver tipped ends and a golden streak on his back. He looked around a bit, his eyes still the same brown that they were before as he looked at his hands in wonder. He looked over every part of his body, grinning like a loon until he chanced a look down and blushed.

"Whoops! Didn't expect this new body to be so...short." He said grabbing his pants and holding them up with one hand while his other flew to his throat. "Holy! Is that my voice?!"

Rouge could only stare in shock at the Hedgehog, recognition coming over her but denial still going strong. What the actual fuck?


Okay, now to clear up some confusion. This story is going to have a River Song Paradox to it; if you're an avid follower of Doctor Who, you know that the Doctor met River in his Tenth form, but he did not know of her since she is from his future. This follows that; Rouge knows of Prime due to his Future self meeting with her Past self, but this is his Past self, hence he does not know of her YET. This is going to happen with ALL Sonic characters, not just Rouge.