Author's Note: Okay, it's time for a little exposition and villains. Fans of Sonic Adventure 1 and Sonic Heroes are going to really enjoy this chapter. 'Nuff Said. Stan Lee reference FTW.
E-1-2-3
You didn't know, now I'm gonna show you.
The power that is me.
You try to take me down, stop the show.
Seems you've never tasted fear, or loss of control.
0950 hours, Morning, Streets of Robotropolis
Snively walked through the dark, dirty, garbage infested streets of Robotropolis, his long, pointed nose inhaling the noxious fumes that lingered in the air. The sky above was pitch-black, the result of ten years of pollution, smoke, and fumes pouring out from the smoke stacks of the city's factories. Piles of random machine parts and detritus littered the streets of the city.
"Ah, Lovely." He thought as he reached Robotnik's headquarters, a gargantuan, egg-shaped building. A hidden door slid open, allowing Snively access to its many twists and turns.
About five minutes later, Snively came to the door where his future as leader of Mobius would begin. Typing in a series of codes that only he knew, he entered the control room, chuckling to himself as he surveyed the contents of his uncle's headquarters. In the middle was his uncle's command chair, where he usually gave the orders to his troops. Opposite Robotnik's chair, there was a wide array of computer screens that displayed the view of almost every street, building, factory, and alleyway of Robotropolis.
This room had once been an area where Snively endured the most terrifying moments of his life, but now those times were over. Snively was now the master of the city, and very soon, he would be the master of all Mobius. All he had to do was take care of a pesky hedgehog and his friends.
He scrambled into his uncle's rather oversized command chair, and activated the computer, "Computer, initiate Operation: Overlord."
The dormant computer suddenly sprang to life.
*OVERRIDING ALL PROGRAMMING*
*INITIATING OPERATION: OVERLORD*
*ACTIVATING ALL SWAT-BOT AND ROBIAN BROADCAST FREQUENCIES*
Clearing his throat, Snively spoke through the microphone that had emerged from the control panel before him, "Fellow SWAT-bots and Robians, this is Snively, your new Master. Your old, unworthy master, Robotnik, has perished. I now initiate Operation: Overlord."
Operation Overlord was a program Snively had created during the early days of Robotnik's empire. It's function was to completely re-format the entire computer system, verifying to all the machines within the city that Snively was their master, and they were to serve him without question.
Terminating the link, Snively closed his eyes in remembrance. "Well, Julian.", he thought to himself, "You discredited your nephew, and you payed the price for it." He chuckled as he remembered the demise of Doomsday.
1 Day ago, Moments before the Destruction of Doomsday.
Explosion after explosion rocked the entire premises of Doomsday, slowly corroding the walls around Snively and Robotnik.
Robotnik hurried across the domed control room and pressed a button in the wall. A hidden door opened in response.
"W-w-wait for me, sir!" Snively begged as he tried to follow Robotnik into the red and yellow escape vehicle that was concealed behind the wall.
"There's only room for ONE, Snively." Robotnik snarled as he blocked access to his nephew from entering as the door closed.
After Robotnik had driven the pod out of the building, Snively folded his arms and snarled, "You don't give me enough credit, Julian."
Even with the eminent explosion, Snively wasn't worried. He had prepared for such an occasion as this.
He pressed a hidden button on the control panel, and a circular pod rose from the floor.
"There's only room for one, Julian." He thought smugly as he entered the pod. The next instant, the door closed in front of him and tunneled underground, several miles below the destruction of Doomsday.
As Snively waited out the explosion of Doomsday underground, he was almost sure that he heard his uncle screaming in a mixture of anger and defiance, "I HATE THAT HEDGEHOG! HATE HIM!"
Present Day, 1000 hours, Snively's HQ
*SIR*
Snively opened his eyes. In front of him stood an average SWAT-bot, a tall, blue robot, with samurai armor, wrist-mounted blasters and a saucer head with a red visor.
"Yes?"
*WE HAVE FOUND THEM*
Snively smiled, "Excellent. Bring them in."
*AS YOU COMMAND SIR*
The door slid open as another SWAT-bot was followed by a large rectangular storage unit.
Standing up from his chair, Snively proceeded to survey the storage unit's cargo.
There were six robots inside. Five of the robots had the same body. They each had a curved, yellow helmet with a circular camera on the right side, green optics, round bodies, two three-jointed legs, a rounded storage unit on the left side of the chest, three pronged servos for a right hand, and a blaster in place of a left hand. Black stabilizers were linked onto the bottom of each leg hydraulics of each robot by a ball-and-socket joint. All five robots had numbers tattooed on the right side of their chests. One was colored black and white with blasters on each hand, the second was red and white, the third was blue and white, the fourth was orange and white, and the fifth was purple and white. All five robots had a hexagonal jet booster levitating behind them.
The sixth was far more advanced and presumably more deadly than the other five. It had large, clawed, 4-digit servos, large, curved red and black arms with a yellow cuff embroidered with sharp spikes on the wrist, two powerful jet boosters fused onto its back, two pitch-black two-pronged stabilizers were attached to two-jointed hydraulics that were attached to a red box-structure with a green box shape in the center that supported the large, circular red, black and white body above them. It had a similar yellow helmet as the others, except it was more pointed at the top. A black rectangular piece of metal was fused between its red optics, giving it the appearance of having a nose. Its black shoulder plates were tattooed with red omega symbols, with a red structure resembling an open rectangle fused onto the end of each plate.
Snively chuckled as he dusted off the fine layers of dust that had settled on the deactivated robots. He pressed a button on the side of the storage case and numeric keypads extended from the floor in front of each robot. He typed in the activation codes for the first five robots.
"Rise and Shine E-100 series!" Snively declared as the five droids began to vibrate as they came online, their optics each glowing a bright shade of green.
*SYSTEMS COMING ONLINE-E-101 Beta BEGINNING REACTIVATION PROTOCOL*
*SYSTEMS COMING ONLINE-E-102 Gamma BEGINNING REACTIVATION PROTOCOL*
*SYSTEMS COMING ONLINE-E-103 Delta BEGINNING REACTIVATION PROTOCOL*
*SYSTEMS COMING ONLINE-E-104 Epsilon BEGINNING REACTIVATION PROTOCOL*
*SYSTEMS COMING ONLINE-E-105 Zeta BEGINNING REACTIVATION PROTOCOL*
"E-100 Series!"
All five robots turned their curved heads in unison to face Snively.
Snively paced back and forth in front of the five droids, "I am Snively, your new master, you shall follow only my orders and WHAT THE?"
This exclamation was aimed at the sixth robot, who suddenly began shaking like the first five, only much more violently.
*SYSTEMS COMING ONLINE-E-123 Omega BEGINNING REACTIVATION PROTOCOL*
Suddenly, without warning, the droid faced Snively, stepped down from the case, shot it's large hand forward and grabbed him by the neck. Snively, shocked and confused, saw a fierce hatred was burning in its bright red optics.
It was strange, the other five were displaying no emotion, but Omega was apparently enraged about something.
*WHERE IS ROBOTNIK?* Omega suddenly bellowed in anger as it held the captive Snively in the air.
Snively was shocked and terrified, it was not in the nature of E-100 Robots to display emotions, not after they had been re-programmed.
"Ack! E-123 Omega! What is the meaning of this? Release me!" He squeaked.
*I WILL NOT RELEASE YOU UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHERE ROBOTNIK IS!* Omega yelled, tightening his grip around Snively's scrawny neck.
"H-He's g-gone! Destroyed! Dead!" Snively choked.
*GONE?* Omega loosened his grip, letting Snively slip from his iron grip and drop to the cold, hard floor, gasping for air.
"Yes," Snively heaved after catching his breath, "and now you are under my command."
Omega's optics burned with intense anger, *COLLABORATE WITH A LACKEY OF ROBOTNIK? NEVER!*
Omega's servos retracted their claws and reformatted themselves into five-barreled machine guns. He aimed both at Snively.
"E-100 Series! ATTACK!" Snively yelled as he dashed to his chair for cover.
All five robots charged at Omega. Omega, not in the least bit concerned, retracted his machine guns and replaced them with sharp, titanium claws.
Beta and Gamma circled Omega, waiting for him to make the first move. Delta, Epsilon, and Zeta attempted to take the robot powerhouse from both sides, but Omega retracted his hands into the large storage units on his arms, replaced them with flamethrowers and belched flames at his attackers, and Delta and Epsilon were forced to retreat. Zeta was engulfed in the flames and melted instantly.
Beta and Gamma attacked. They dashed in opposite directions as they dodged two missiles fired from Omega, and they both fired energy blasts from their hand-blasters. Omega was temporarily stunned from the attack, but he quickly recovered and fired clusters of missiles at Gamma and Beta. Beta, Gamma and Omega entered a two sided battle, which ended when Omega slashed Beta with his razor claws, blasted a hole in the roof, energized his rocket boosters, and flew into the skyline.
"GAMMA! DELTA! EPSILON!" Snively shrieked at the surviving robots from behind his chair, "Go after Omega! I don't care if you cause him any damage, just bring him back in one piece!"
*YES SIR* Gamma, Delta and Epsilon responded. They activated their jet boosters and flew through the opening in the roof.
Snively activated the communication grid and spoke into the microphone urgently, "Contacting all SWAT-bots and Robians, E-123 Omega is running rampant through our glorious empire of Robotropolis. If you spot it, subdue it immediately and bring it to headquarters. Snively out."
5 minutes later, 1010 hours, Skyline of Robotropolis, Business sector.
Omega rocketed through the skyline of Robotropolis, taking care to not catch the sight of any patrolling SWAT-bots and dodging any missiles targeted at him. As soon as Omega was far enough away from Snively's headquarters, he landed on the ground, miscellaneous machine parts and detritus creaked and bent under his weight.
Bright lights suddenly flashed on Omega from all directions.
*HALT YOU ARE UNDER ARREST* Red and white patrol-bots droned simultaneously, training their vehicle mounted laser guns on him.
Without so much as flinching, Omega fired missiles at the red and white Patrol-bots, and in the next instant, there was a large ring of flaming machine parts all around him. He sprayed a foam-like substance from his wrist, vanquishing the blazing inferno around him.
Omega walked through the dark alleyways of the city, his red optics scanning the surface of every building.
*ESTIMATE OF ARCHITECTURAL CHANGE TO AREA: UNKNOWN*
*ESTIMATE OF CORRUPTION TO SYSTEMS OF E-101 BETA TO E-105 ZETA: UNKNOWN*
*TIME SINCE BETRAYAL BY ROBOTNIK: UNKNOWN*
As Omega walked through the trash-infested streets, he thought, if robots can think, back to the time when he had been betrayed by the person he considered a father.
10 years ago, 1430 hours, Robotnik's Headquarters
Omega walked through the brightly lit corridors of Robotnik's headquarters. Beta, Gamma, Delta, Epsilon, and Zeta followed behind him.
*WELL BOYS. I WONDER WHAT THE BOSS WANTS.* Omega pondered as he walked down the hallway.
*HE PROBABLY WANTS US FOR ANOTHER ASSIGNMENT* Gamma responded.
*ANOTHER MISSION?* Zeta groaned in frustration.
*WHAT'S THE MATTER ZETA? TIRED OF THESE 'DIFFICULT' MISSIONS?* Epsilon asked as he shoved Zeta playfully.
*NO. I'M JUST NOT AS WELL PUT TOGETHER AS YOU GUYS ARE.* Zeta complained.
Beta nudged Zeta's shoulder, *WHY COMPLAIN, ZETA? YOU'RE PART OF A GREAT PEACEKEEPER GROUP*
*YEAH, IF THERE WASN'T AN EVER PRESENT CHANCE OF ME BEING DESTROYED!*
Delta playfully hit Zeta on the shoulder, *DON'T WORRY, WE'LL ASK THE BIG GUY TO GIVE YOU AN UPGRADE*
Beta tapped Zeta on the shoulder, *MAYBE HE'LL GIVE YOU CANNONS FOR HANDS.*
*AND DON'T HIT ME WITH THOSE CANNONS!* Zeta snapped, *YOU MIGHT SHOOT ME!*
Omega and the others chuckled slightly as Zeta shook off Beta's playful gesture.
They reached the door of Robotnik's HQ. The door slid open as a camera scanned each robot before allowing them entry.
After Zeta entered, the door behind them closed.
"Welcome, Team Omega." a deep, sinister voice spoke from the light-green cybernetic chair in the middle of the dimly lit room, "I have been waiting for you."
A shadow rose from the chair. As it entered the light, its true form was shown. A large, bald, rotund human, with menacing features, a robotic right arm, sporting black gloves, black boots, and a red, yellow, orange, and black suit.
Omega and the others stood at a salute. *DOCTOR ROBOTNIK, SIR!* All six robots chanted in unison.
"Was your mission successful?" Robotnik inquired.
*AFFIRMATIVE, SIR* Omega responded, *ALL ROGUE MOBIANS CAUGHT AND SENT TO BE ROBOTICIZED.*
Robotnik smiled, "Well, Snively, it appears our own Team Omega has been successful once again."
"Indeed, Sir." Snively agreed mechanically as he worked at his usual position.
"Omega, I would like to speak with you." Robotnik demanded.
*YES SIR.* Omega replied. When Robotnik wanted to speak with you, you spoke with him, no questions or anything.
Robotnik descended from his chair, Omega quickly following behind him.
About a minute later, Omega found himself walking down a long corridor next to Robotnik.
"Omega, you have served me well for the past year."
*IT WAS NOTHING DOCTOR* Omega responded, he took pride in his work, but not to the point where he boasted about it.
"Indeed. I have decided that it is time to reward you for your efforts."
Omega stopped.
Robotnik turned around, "What is it, Omega?"
*WELL, SIR. IT'S JUST... WHAT ABOUT MY SOLDIERS? WILL THEY BE REWARDED?*
"Rest assured, Omega, your team will be given what is coming to them." Robotnik said, "Follow me."
After many twists and turns, and trips down elevators, Omega and Robotnik eventually arrived at a brightly lit room Omega had never had access to. It was an area filled with complex machinery, far more advanced than any technology Omega had ever seen before.
*WHAT IS THIS PLACE?* Omega asked, his scanners detecting surprisingly strong energy emissions from the machines.
"A very special place." Robotnik said, speaking with a low venom in his voice, "Bring in the droids."
Omega was suddenly confused, what droids was he talking about?
Suddenly, the door to the room slid open, and to Omega's horror, his deactivated soldiers were rolled in in a rectangular storage unit.
*GUYS!*
Omega ran over to his limp soldiers, punishing the floor with his heavy footfalls. He suddenly swelled with anger as he realized the meaning of what Robotnik had said earlier.
"Rest Assured, Omega. Your team will be given what is coming to them."
Omega turned to his master in a rage, *WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO THEM!*
Robotnik smiled cruelly, his kindness disappeared, "They are in stasis. They were no longer of any use to me."
*NO LONGER OF ANY USE?*
"As are you, E-123 Omega. Don't worry, they haven't suffered any damage, except their memories are to be erased and they will soon be obsolete, as you are."
A mixture of anger and horror coursed through Omega's circuits, the likes of which he had never felt before. His hand retracted, and a cannon and aimed it at Robotnik, *I'LL SHOW YOU OBSOLETE!*
Omega felt a sharp sting in the back of his body. Turning his head, Omega saw Snively holding a blaster. Wisps of smoke curling off of the weapon suggested that it had just been used. Omega reached his hand behind his head and yanked out a dart of some form that had been lodged into his body.
Snively blew the smoke off of the blaster, "The cyber-dart is successful, Sir. Omega shall soon be in stasis like the others."
Omega suddenly felt his systems shutting down, his servos felt weak and shaky. His lower servos gave way and he dropped to the floor on his knees, using his quickly weakening arms as support for his heavy body.
*WHA... WHAT ARE YOU DOING?* Omega asked in a subdued rage.
"Oh, how it pains me to do this, Omega." Robotnik smirked sarcastically as he walked over to the suffering robot, "But I believe that you might want to meet your replacement."
The door to the lab opened, and in it stood a robot that was almost as tall as Omega, with blue samurai armor, a saucer head, and a red visor.
Omega pointed his trembling servo at the machine in anger, *YOU ARE REPLAciNG me WitH thaT inFeriOr MaCHinE?*
"Indeed I am. That is your reward." Robotnik grinned evilly, "And now, I bid you farewell, E-123 Omega."
Omega had already lost sight in his right optic, and he had lost mobility in his left arm, but before he went offline completely, he muttered his last words, *CurSE yOu, Ro... BoT... nik*
Omega's optics dimmed and his arms went limp as he went offline and crashed on the smooth surface of the lab floor.
Late morning, 1145 hours, outskirts of Robotropolis.
As he turned the corner, Omega clenched his fist in silent fury. Robotnik had lied to him and his teammates, and when he had deactivated them, that was when he had gone too far. His feelings of happiness and pride in his work were gone, all he felt now was hatred against his master, and a lust for revenge.
*CHANCE OF SUCCESS IN ACHIEVING REVENGE AGAINST ROBOTNIK: 99.98%*
Energy blasts startled Omega as Delta, Gamma, and Epsilon ambushed him from above. Omega fired up his rockets and blasted into the sky. Delta, Gamma, and Epsilon took off in pursuit of him. Omega turned his upper body around 180 degrees and fired a barrage of bullets at his pursuers. The bullets only dented their armor. Omega then fired a barrage of missiles, merely meant to distract his attackers. All three robots destroyed all the missiles as if they were mere flies. Omega unleashed a jet of flame from his flamethrowers, attempting to melt his pursuers as he had done to Zeta. All three droids dodged the fiery inferno as it barreled towards them.
Omega used his final attack, retracting his hands into his arms and replacing them with two pulse cannons. A pulsing orb of purple light materialized and began to grow inside as Omega locked the cannons on his pursuers. As soon as the orb was sufficient in size, Omega fired the beam. Crackling purple energy erupted from the cannons as the distance between it and it's targets decreased. All three robots were engulfed in the blast as the beam drained nearly all of their energy, forcing all three to retreat.
As Omega watched his former soldiers fly off into the distance, and he wasn't affected by their departure. He felt no sympathy for his soldiers now, they were just mindless machines, twisted into obeying every command their master gave them. The question was, where was their master? It couldn't be Snively. Omega had to admit, he had never really seen Snively as competent from the start, and he couldn't trust his claim for Robotnik's death. No, Robotnik still had to be out there, and if Omega was to exact his revenge, he had to search the areas Robotnik had been recently. Maybe there would be a clue to his location.
Omega activated his internal scanners.
*SCANNING FOR ROBOTNIK'S LAST LOCATION*
*AREA LOCATED.*
Omega powered up his jet boosters and rocketed into the dark, smog-polluted skyline of Robotropolis.
Same time, 1145 hours, Snively's HQ.
In the dim, sickening green light of the control room, Snively's round head was buried in his gloved hands. He was stressed enough as it already was. Here he was, thinking that he had everything planned out. And then, an old robot that he had helped to create had threatened to destroy him and then ran away like a coward. And then, that machine had escaped the city, damaging many SWAT 'bots on his escape and nearly putting Delta, Gamma, and Epsilon into stasis.
"Julian must have not shut down Omega's program completely." He thought, "That must be why Omega reactivated on it's own when the E-100's were reactivated."
Snively then thought back to that fateful day, all those years ago.
10 Years Ago. 1440 Hours, Robotropolis Headquarters, Science Division.
"I still don't understand, sir. Why are we putting the E-100 series into storage?" Snively asked after Omega's body was loaded into the containment unit and sent away into storage.
"They were taking too long in capturing Mobians to roboticize." Robotnik responded, "And you know very well that my needs necessitate more slaves in order to build up my empire."
"But sir, they were much more efficient than the SWAT-bots!" Snively protested.
"Yes, and much slower." Robotnik countered.
"B-b-but..."
"SILENCE!" Robotnik yelled.
Snively gulped. His uncle had always been intimidating, but he always felt the sense that he was bordering on the edge of madness at times.
"E-123 Omega must never be reactivated, Snively." Robotnik said.
"Why is that, sir?"
"The computer's re-programming has erased a majority of Omega's original programming on his RAM, but it cannot erase his memory."
Snively was puzzled, "So? What does that mean?"
"You fool!" Robotnik suddenly yelled, almost screaming, "Omega still remembers everything that occurred today! If he is ever re-activated, he will stop at nothing to destroy me!"
Snively was surprised, and somewhat amused, for this was probably one of the few times in his life that he had ever seen a hint of fear in his uncle's eyes.
"Snively, activate the command computer for the new robots" Robotnik said, changing the subject and re-plastering the same, emotionless expression he always wore back on his face,"The new SWAT-bots will provide the military force for my empire, unlike Team Omega. Those old robots will be better off in storage."
"That's because you want to rely on mere machines, you horse." Snively muttered under his breath as he typed in a sequence of commands into the computer that would serve as the communication hub for the SWAT-bots.
"What was that, Snively?" his uncle asked with an icy stare.
Snively gulped, rushing to think of an excuse, "Oh, I said that the new SWAT-bots will provide pure force!"
"Yes." Robotnik muttered, suspiciously eyeing his nephew, "Just remember this, Snively, never reactivate Omega. Understand?"
Snively, too wrapped up in his own thoughts, responded absent-mindedly,"Yes sir."
Same Time, Robotropolis, Robotnik's Snively's HQ.
*SIR*
Snively returned to reality as he noticed a SWAT-bot standing in front of him.
"Yes?"
The SWAT-bot turned and pointed to the melted body of Zeta and the badly scratched shell of Beta, *WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO WITH THESE MACHINES PARTS?*
Snively pondered, "Hm, Take them to the laboratory in the lower sector. Have the repair robots re-build their exo-skeletons and use the original designs for Omega. I will add some... adjustments of my own."
Without another word, the SWAT-bot departed from the room and returned a few minutes later with a floating stretcher and Gamma and Epsilon. Both E-100 units delicately scooped up the remains of the robots and set them both on the stretcher, which was promptly carted out of the room. Snively followed, and after many twists and turns both he and the SWAT bot entered an elevator that descended into the lower levels of his headquarters.
As beams of light repeatedly filtered through the slits in the elevator and slid down the wall, Snively thought to himself, "If Omega ever returns to this city, he'll have a little surprise waiting for him."
Author's Note: Sorry for the long chapter, but I felt that it was needed in order to introduce the E-100's, as they are some of my favorite Sonic characters in the games. Also, the reason I changed Omega's motive for revenge here was simply because his motive for revenge in Sonic Heroes was... well, weak. I hope that people understand the reason I changed that, and I hope you await further chapters! BTW, No, you will not be seeing characters, well, MOST characters from Sonic X popping up in this fanfic, because the farther I stay away from making references to that show, the better. Trust me, it'll get even better from here.