Prologue
A/N- yaynewstorygreat. Where's the updates? On my laptop. I'm updating from my phone. Sorry for the delay. :/
Okay, so this is my first time writing in present tense. Please bare with me. Also, every chapter is from a different character's perspective. I will try and change tones so it pertains to the personality of that person.
Pairings and Ages:
(17) SonicXAmy (16)
(19) KnucklesXRouge (18)
(18) ShadowX? (17)
(16) SilverXMidnight (17, don't like it, get over it. It's a free country.)
Maybe (13) TailsXCream (12)
No flames. Happy reading! :D
Wait.
That's all he can do. Continue looking like a fool. Ruin his reputation until all that remains is stupidity. Be ridiculed by every living being that dared to utter his name.
Wait.
No longer.
This past scheme wasn't taken seriously. By anyone. He watches news reports. Hears monotone voices. Pure apathy. Sees how the so-called heroes fought. Bored-looking expressions are etched on their faces. Sonic's especially.
It is time.
His shoes click on the metal flooring of the corridor. He reaches a dead-end with a door, locked by the highest level of technology. He enters numerous pass codes. The door slides open with a whoosh to grant him access. It closes as he enters. Darkness surrounds him. He can't see a single detaiL anywhere. But he knows exactly where to go.
He reaches the back wall. Pressing a seemingly invisible button, crimson lights are suddenly revealed by sliding doors. He steps into a closet-like room. An ugly, menacing smirk decorates his fat face, the lights highlighting it to add onto the creepiness. He had let himself go from depression. Not now. He is happier than he has been in a long time.
Operation: Apocalypse is ready to go into effect. A new suit is trapped behind a glass case, themed ebony, gold, and crimson. Files of plans are neatly stacked in the corner. His reflection shows his lingering smirk. This will work, he tells himself. He knows. After all, he wasn't born to have an IQ of 300 for no reason, and an even bigger patience range.
This is a 6 year plan, now about to take effect. Step 1? Lower their guards and tolerance for each other by being idle. Maybe even cause others to fall in love, if he was lucky. For 7 months and 13 days. Not an exact day. Just a random one. Until he attacks again, he'll work on step 2.
He picks up a file, and leaves. He hides all evidence of this room and his journey to it. Not that the robots will be suspicious for much longer. They are all going in a burn pile with the rest of the pointless shit he has been working on.
No longer is he Eggman. He is back to Robotnik. He is scary. He is ruthless.
He is planning to kill.
*gasp* :O Please R&R! ^_^