Interlude: The Spy
(Casey's POV)
You may not know who I am, for that is a question I have been regarding
myself with for years. You see, it didn't always start out this way; stealing
parts, hurting others for the content of your so-called master. I remember,
way back, when I was about... eight. My family lived in a cottage in the Green
Hill Zone; my dad, my mum, my sister, and myself. It was a peaceful life,
until Robotnik forced us closer to civilization. Finally all hell broke loose. My
sister was taken and roboticised, and my father killed. In an attempt to save
herself and me, my mother fled to Knothole. Unfortunately she was
intercepted on the way by a group of SWATbots.
Somehow she escaped, but me? I was left within the hands of that madman,
Ivo Robotnik! He put a ring on my tail, that if I was to do anything against his
will, would shock me unconcious. He had a fighter droid teach me some moves,
but the rest was all me. In those days, and now, you have to be quick on your
feet or the world will overpower you. During the next eight years, I learned my
place in the empire. Get orders, follow, execute, return. And over time,
"Eggman" gave me a new name. That will come later...
I'm now sitting in my "room." Actually, it's a dark, dank, musty cell. I've spent
all my years sitting on this very bench, staring up at the ceiling as I am doing
now. Day after day, I ask myself the same questions over and over.
Why am I here?
Why didn't my mum take me with her?
Will I ever escape?
Will freedom once again belong to me?
Although none of these quaries are ever answered. Never. It seems I am
destined to be known only as a servant; a bringer of chaos. Someday I hope
to escape and maybe do something else besides sit and rot in this damn cell.
Maybe my dreams might come true... Why do I fight these pointless battles?
No matter, I have a job. And I will make sure it gets carried out.
I am Spy Fighter 8.
Know me.
Fear me.
Save me....
END INTERLUDE
