Savvyman52: OK, if you haven't read my first version of 'Welcome to Mobius' and/or have not read it's latest update, then your probably wondering why I've decided to create this rewrite. If you have then ignore this message. The reason is because I have lost track of how the original story was gong to play out. Any trace that was to remind me of it had been forgotten or lost by accident. Plus writing out the perspectives of more than one hero character was getting confusing and complicated. So I've made many changes to the story that it will still be the same as I originally envisioned it to be while making it easier for me to write. Example of which is that I've condensed the prologue into one page instead of two and making Drew, who's last name will be changed from Drew Cyborge to Logan Schwarzwald, the only one getting transported. This is because he has full knowledge of the Sonic series, so he would have a better chance at surviving what's going on. So, without further adoo-doo, here's the starting point of the story, The prologue rewritten so that it's condensed into one page. Please don't skip it, read it! Even if you've read the original version, please read it.

Note: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or the characters from the series, they belong to Sega Games or Archie Comics. I only own the OC characters of this story, Logan and John.

Welcome to Mobius: Rewrite, Prologue

It was a autumn afternoon, with a warm breeze flowing through the crisp air, with the skies growing darker and darker as daylight was fading. There lies a Suburb, with houses ranging from one to two stories, and each house was setting on their porch lights. However, these were quite different from most normal houses you'd see in suburbs. Each house had bared their own kind of strange forms of twisted decorations that would change them from becoming appealing to become ugly and scary.

These decorations were ranged from amputated body parts, skeleton bones hanging down by thread, large and small sized tombstones rising from the earth in mounds, and even with infestations of disgusting creatures. There were many forms of decorations that were put together to make the neighborhood houses different from one another. However, there was one piece of decoration that all the houses had. Sitting on their porches, or sitting next to their front steps, for all passerby's to see were large orange melons that bore creases from their stems from the top to the bottom. They were pumpkins and as each of the local residents were coming out of their houses, they all carried a match or a small lighter, they had removed the tops from the pumpkins to insert a flame on a small candle that were placed inside them. As the candles were lit, the pumpkins came to life with glowing scary faces or figures that were cut into their orange bodies. These were called Jack-o-lanterns, and they were being lit as traditional pieces for the special occasion set on that day and night, known as Halloween.

As every adult and child of the suburb were preparing themselves, for either 'trick or treating' or for handing out candy, most others were preparing themselves for other events for that night. One of which was a teenage boy of 18 named Logan, Logan Schwarzwald. He was currently reading a comic book, the latest issue of Sonic the Hedgehog, as he was dressed in his Halloween costume and waiting for something. While he was doing this however, he was able to hear the sound of the house doorbell ringing, and a pair of familiar voices talking from below the two story house. Which was located at the edge of a cul-de-sac.

"Hello? Oh, hello John, nice costume." said a woman's voice.

"Thanks , I'm here for Logan" said the voice of a young man, who's name is John.

"He's still upstairs, you can go up and check on him if you want."

"I will, thank you." John replied as he made his way up the stairs to his friends room.

The Boy named John comes to the Schwarzwald house often, so he knew his way around. The two boys, of Logan and John, of them have been friend ever since they were toddlers.

As John reached the door to Logan's bedroom, he could see a teenage boy of the same age as him on the bed reading a flimsy paper book of some kind.

"Dude, let's go, we've got a party to get to. Put the nerd book down and lets go." John ordered his friend while noticing that his friend was currently lazing around when they had to get moving. "This party's suppose to be our last celebration for Halloween as high schoolers and I don't intend on missing a single minute of it."

"Alright, alright, I was just waiting for you to show up." Logan said as he noticed his friend coming into his room. "And this is a comic book. Not a nerd book!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever dude. Let's go!" John replied.

As Logan got up from his position on his bed, and placed his comic book down on top of a large stack of Sonic the Hedgehog comics, both he and John managed to get a good look at each others appearance in their costumes. Both were giving each other a look of curiosity and questioning.

"Um, Logan, what are you suppose to be?" John asked as he responded first ask his friend about his costume. "Are you some kind of soldier or something?"

Logan was a lightly-tanned skin boy with brown hair and eyes. Born from a Hispanic mother and a father of German descent. Hence the last name of 'Schwarzwald' which meant 'Black Forest' in German. He was dressed in a green turtleneck sweater with a field gray military tunic, which had been altered and shredded at the bottom portion of the tunic, draped over his shoulders as a sort of cape and given a patch and armband of some unknown symbol on the unused sleeves. He was also wearing tan colored pants with a sort of military utility belt and black east German boots laced with metal bands and leg shackles. He was also sporting a pair of brown leather gloves with some kind of metal gauntlet attached to his left arm. Also noted was his height, he was shorter than most teens his age, at about an even 5 feet tall.

"I'm dressed as a Waysider." Logan answered.

John gave no response as he didn't understand what Logan was talking about.

"One of the characters of Lost Planet 2." Drew explained further.

John still gave no response as he still didn't understand.

"It's from a video game!" Logan exasperated to make his explanation simpler for John to understand.

"Oh, why didn't you just say so." John replied as he finally understood what Logan was dressed as. "But why would you dress like that?"

John doesn't really play video games, he'd rather play sports than be interested in such things. Logan, on the other hand, absolutely adored such things. He loved everything from comics, books of fiction, cartoons, and Animes/Mangas. He especially loved video games. This was thanks to his parents that gave him his first video game of 'Sonic the Hedgehog' with their old Sega Genesis game system that they kept. This would later make him a major Sonic and Sega fan. Following the Sonic series into getting the games, buying toys/figurines, watching animated cartoons that featured Sonic, and collecting all printed media that also featured anything from the series. Including the Archie Comic series that came out and was based on everything from the entire series itself.

"Well, I was going to go to the next gaming convention like this, and thought I could also use it for Halloween." Logan explained to help understand why he chose that costume. "Besides, I could ask you the same question. Are you some kind of hippie?"

John was a dark skin boy with black hair, formed into dreadlocks that reached down to his neck, and had green eyes. He was dressed In a brown poncho, underneath was a red t-shirt, with a pair of blue bell bottom pants and brown strap sandals. He was also wearing a red bandanna wrapped around his head into a band that covered his forehead from his dreadlocks, with a pair of purple granny glasses and a silver peace pendant around his neck over the poncho. In terms of height, he stood at about 5'4.

"Yeah, I'm a hippie. But unlike the stuff you'd get from the stores, this costume is made up from the authentic stuff!" John exclaimed as he explains his explains his costume. "Ya see, my grandparents were hippies when they were younger, so they said I could use their clothes for my costume. So not only am I wearing actual hippie clothes, I'm a descendant of actual hippies. Which sort of makes me a hippie, ya know?"

"Yeah, sure, OK." Drew said with a bit of skepticism in his voice. "Anyway, let's not waste time here, let get going to the party."

John nodded and headed back downstairs. Both Logan and John had been invited to a special Halloween party being held at another friends house. In fact, most of their high school had been invited and are attending, so it was going to be a major party not to miss. But just as Logan was about to fallow John back down stairs, he had remembered something.

"Whoa! Almost forgot my hat!" Logan said to himself as he went back into his room.

As he looked over his room to find his Waysider hat that was made from a M34 field cap that he had managed to dye red. Logan had spotted it next to his pile of Sonic the Hedgehog comics. When he tried to pick it up, he had knocked down the comic book stack down in the process.

"Wha? Oh-no!" Logan exclaimed as he realized his little mistake and scrambled to re-pile the comics back in order. "I'll have to re-organize my comics again! But that would take too much time! Eh, I'll deal with it when I get back."

Logan then put his cap on his head and rushed out of the room while slamming his door behind him to catch up with John. It was as soon as he left, that a eerie light began to glow from beneath the messy pile of comics.

Several Hours Later...

Night has come with a full moon reaching its peak to the midnight hour. Young children are either fast asleep in their bed while dreaming sweet sugar filled dreams, or are moaning in pain from upset stomachs, thanks to all the sweet sugary treats they've received through the night. Teens however, are barely making their way home after attending major celebration events like party's.

Logan and John were making their way back to the Schwarzwald house after attending the major Halloween party as their last Halloween as High Schoolers. It was a party that they would never forget for years to come. John had been making himself well acquainted to many of the cute girls. While Logan was making himself well acquainted to all the delicious food and treats. It was only until now did they decide to leave and head for home.

"Man, what a party! I certainly won't forget it, especially the good witches either! Heh-Heh!" John said while he sported a practically glowing red hand print on his left cheek with a look of bliss on his face.

"Mmmm, You can say that again!" Logan replied to john as he was snacking on a caramel apple. "Those sandwiches were really good!"

"Wha- No! Not sandwiches! I mean- ugh, never mind." John said in response to Logan's reply about the party with a sigh. "Logan, how can you think about food?"

"Well that's easy. Because I love food. No matter what it is, no matter what it looks like, anything edible is what I'll eat." Logan said with gusto as he was patting his stomach. He then started to motion to a large bag that was slung over his right shoulder. "Plus, I needed the energy after walking a mile uphill to get to the party and getting back. I was completely drained. Fortunately, I managed to get plenty of treats from the party, and candy from the house along the way."

"Yeah, well, we're almost at your place. I'll see you in the morning, or more likely in the afternoon." John yawned as the two of them had finally reached in front of their destination, Logan's house. "Later!"

"Later!" Logan replied back as he headed off inside and John headed off to his home.

Once Logan got inside the house, he headed up the stairs to his room. As he reached his door, however, he noticed a light that going on and off from within the room from the crack of the door. Logan didn't recall ever leaving the lights on in his room. He opened the door and poked his head in to see where the light was coming from. He scanned the room to find that the pulsing light was coming from the unorganized pile of comics. Logan slowly walked into the room and approached the pile.

Meanwhile, John had walked a few steps away from the Schwarzwald house before stopping to realize something.

"Oh! I knew I forgot something! I'd better hurry back!" John Recalled as he made a dash back to the Schwarzwald house, Where he noticed the eerie lights that were coming from Logan's bedroom window before running into the house. "Just what is he doing?"

Logan had slowly walked to the messy pile of comics to see that the strange light was coming from within it. Logan began to pick up and set aside each comic as he was digging through the pile to get to the light source. After a moment, he had found that at the very bottom of the pile, the pulsing light was coming from one of the comics. Except, this comic was not like any of the others. The comic in question had no cover art and hardly any words, the comic was completely blank. In fact, the only thing that was on the cover was the series title of Sonic the Hedgehog with no issue number. The light had died out as soon as Logan picked the comic up.

"I don't remember ever getting this issue. In fact, what issue is this?" Drew stated as he eyed the unknown comic over, turning it from cover to back. "Oh well, guess there's only one way to find out, open it up and read it."

Logan took the comic and flipped it open to begin reading it. But as soon as he did so, he was then blinded by the full force of the eerie light from before, it flooded out of the book.

"Ack!" Logan cried as his eyes burned from the direct hit of the powerful light. Thus, dropping the comic on the floor, and forcing him to cover his eyes with his hands and with the large treat bag he still had in his right hand.

The light was glowing brighter and brighter as everything in the room was cast into it and shadows were disappearing. A voice was heard from beyond the room door. The voice was Johns.

"Hey Logan, I forgot to ask you earlier. Back at the party, I managed to score a date with this hot succubus babe at the party. But she wouldn't go unless I can get a date for her best friend." John explained as he was coming closer to the room. "So I was wondering, sense your a great guy to be around, even though you can be a weirdo at times, I thought that you would be the right guy for the job. So what do ya say? Will you- Ack!"

John was cut short of his request as he entered the room and the light made contact with him and cried out the same way as Logan did. While this was happening, it was noted that the clock had reached midnight. The light had then died in a flash, leaving the unknown comic as it was before it was opened, and John lying on his back and moaning at the bedroom door.

"Ugh... what was that?" John moaned as he was recovering from the bright light stinging his eyes, rubbing at them in the process and blinking. "Logan you gotta give out a warning before you pull something like that ma-!"

John was cut off as he looked back into the room of his friend. Only to find that he was nowhere to be seen.

"Logan? Where'd you go dude?"

Elsewhere...

Meanwhile, in a large field, a group of six short and squat figures are seen marching along. The six figures have short and rounded features, with egg-shape bodies, thin pole-like arms and legs attached to square cuffs and leggings on their hands and feet, and their heads are domes that bare two round bulb eyes and a pointed triangular nose with a wide grin that almost stretched around their heads. The figures also bared the same colors of black and white chrome on their bodies. All six of them looked alike and wielded weapons that consisted of a lance and shield.

"Egg pawn patrol unit number 12 reporting in from patrol. All quite on the southwest perimeter, no signs of suspicious activity, returning back to base." said one of the six figures, known as Egg Pawns of patrol unit 12, to a communicator attached to it's wrist.

The Egg Pawn unit had then turned around towards the direction of where a large city stood in the the distance. As they did so, one of the egg pawns had turned back to the large field to see something was happening above the tall grass.

"Sir! I think you should see this!" the one Egg Pawn shouted towards the other five as they were heading towards the city. He then pointed his lance towards the large field where the event was occurring.

As wall six of them noticed the large field, they could a flash of light was forming just above it, and they could make out what seemed to shadowed figure coming out of the flash. As soon as the figure had fully formed out of the flash, the flash itself had disappeared, and the figure had dropped out into the field. The Egg Pawns had then rushed towards where the figure had fallen. They had found the figure lying motionless on the tall grass and wearing strange clothing. The figure was Logan now lying on the ground in an unconscious state.

"This is Egg Pawn patrol unit 12 reporting in again. We have just discovered an overlander appearing in the southwestern perimeter in a flash of light. Yes, I said a 'in a flash of light'. It is clearly male and dressed in an unusual uniform. What are your orders to do with him?" said the commanding Egg Pawn of the unit to his wrist communicator. after a few words came out from the communicator, the Egg Pawn replied and turned to the rest of the Egg Pawns. "Understood, we are to bring the overlander back to base."

With those orders given to them, the six Egg Pawns had organized themselves to have four of the Egg Pawns lift and carry Logan. This was because the Pawns were a couple inches shorter that Drew, so they couldn't carry him alone. With the other two on security detail by one leading and the other coming from the rear as they make their way toward the large city.

In a disclosed location within the city...

"Sir! Sir!" said a nasally voiced man said as he ran down a long corridor and stopped into a large room. He was addressing a tall and egg shaped man that was standing in the large room.

"Ugh, What is it Snively?" said the egg shaped man in a gruff sounding voice.

"Sir, one of our patrol units had reported finding an overlander in the southwest perimeter." explained Snively. "They reported that he appeared out of nowhere in a flash of light and found unconscious. The unit is now bringing him to the base."

"Hmmm. Interesting, an overlander, what a fortunate opportunity." the egg figure murmured to himself.

"Sir?" Snively responded.

"Have the overlander brought to the lab once the patrol unit arrives. I believe he'll become quite useful." the egg shaped mad man said with a wicked grin on his face.

"Yes, Doctor Eggman." Snively said as he turned and exited the room.

Savvyman52: There's my rewritten prologue, I hope you all liked it. Admittedly there wasn't a lot of changes to it, but it's a start to the whole story so it's OK. Can you guess where I got Logan's new last name of 'Schwarzwald' from? There will be plenty more changes made to the other chapters. Tell me what you think honestly.