Villains Unite
He pulled his head forward. The sensation of it all, rushing past his face, his eyes, glaring through the clearness, his hands, holding on for dear life. It could push past him all it liked, but he wouldn't give in. He would fight, and fight, and fight, if he had too, all for her sake. Boy, what a man would do, for a woman.
Air, he needed air. His hand quickly thrusted up above the rushing streams, latching onto a wet ledge as he did so. His lungs were screaming now, needing that life giving substance. Faster, and faster, the water seemed to rush, as if trying to tear him from his hold. If only his shoes worked underwater, though now was not the time to worry about that. He increased the grip he held on the ledge out of water, and pulled. His hand slipped briefly, but he wouldn't give in. He continued his hold, and forced his strength through his arms.
His nose poked through the stream. He gasped in that air. His muzzle and lips were next, allowing him to breathe that lovely air. He peered up to the lights above. The many vents that stuck on the ceiling, allowed the hedgehog to see the shimmers of sunlight. And it was beautiful, to say the least.
His other hand latched on the ledge next, and he pulled himself up. Falling on the ledge, he breathed in and out violently. Climbing is hard, yes, but climbing against rushing water that never ends? That's near impossible. Somehow he did it though, only to be granted by the image of Sonic's stone mug.
He glared at the stone apparition of the rivaling blue hedgehog, and raised his eyebrow. In fact, this hole, upper ceiling area, had Sonic's all around it. Placed on hanging ceilings it seemed. Did the echidna's understand the prophetic images of the blue dude with the attitude, or was the universe just messing with Shadow's head? Whatever it was, the black and red hedgehog didn't want to deal with the blue one's face. He turned away, and gazed down to the highway of tubes, walls, slopes, and water, most definitely water.
Hydrocity Zone. A long, half submerged, metropolis. What this place was doing here was a mystery to the Starman. Was it just a huge sewer system? If it was, it was the cleanest, biggest, sewer system in all the land, past, present, or future. Then again, the thought of swimming in an overgrown sewer system, was a thought Shadow didn't want in his head. He was going to stick with the submerged city idea.
He peered down to the highways, and nodded. It was either now, or never.
He leaped.
His hands were pointed forward, as he rushed up to the water. He could already anticipate the hit, and so he braced for the impact. Maybe it would hurt from this height, maybe not. In his head, it didn't matter. Just do it for her, he repeated to himself, over and over again.
He pierced through. Water was thrown skywards, as bubbles surrounded his underwater body. He peered through all of it, however, and began swimming. Unlike his hated blue foe, he actually learned how to swim. Yet again, something he learned from Maria.
His aquatic skills seemed to do him good too, sense his air shoes didn't work underwater, and running one the submerged floor is hell. He swam accordingly along the walls of the Hydrocity, eventually coming to a pipeline. A strong current overtook him then, and forcibly brought him to said pipe. He slipped in, and on instinct, rolled into a ball. He could feel his body being brought up, and down, and all around, before being thrusted into the air. His eyes opened, finding that he was, yet again, over a pool of water. Giving a growl, he dove in.
The slammed through the water's surface, and landed onto the roads underneath. Gazing forward with those ruby eyes, he scanned the miles he had left to trek. In all honesty, the thought of running through this metropolis was a great one. Maybe one day, in the future, he would return to Angel Island, and enjoy the city in its entirety. Now, however, he had bigger fish to fry.
He lurched down, pointed his hands forward, then torpedoed forth. He corkscrewed through the waves, maintaining his speed with his expert swimming skills. He made his way to a runway then, and being the man he was, he started to rush alongside it. Sure, it was hard, with the underwater friction fighting against him, but he didn't care. He continued to force his body on, eventually gaining speeds on par with a natural athlete. It may have been slower than his wanted speed, but it would do.
He eventually made his way to an area with a, seemingly, bottomless pit. Not wanting to fall down there and drown, he swam over the area. But of course, life would have its fun with him. The pit began to pull on him, putting forth a great suction force. The hedgehog would have growled, but that would take precious air away from him. So he was torn inside, and plunged into a great valley of darkness.
The hedgehog was tossed and turned inside, giving off little resistance, and only bracing for the inevitable. Finally, light. Sunlight, it seemed. The hedgehog was forced into a compact tunnel, it seemed, and the water began to swarm on his underside. He began rising, higher, and higher, toward this sunlight, as the hole he was forced into began to grow tighter with size. The next thing Shadow knew, he could breathe, and then, he went skyward.
He was tossed high into the air of Hydrocity Zone. He flailed his limbs wildly, as he tried to stabilize his free falling. Finally, his Air Shoes rocketed to life, and kept him up. If the items were at tip top shape, he would have been able to fly straight over all of this. Unfortunately, the fall really did a number on them, and were thus regulated to mere hovering. At least they looked shinier.
The hedgehog fell down, and landed on a dry stone slab. He gazed down to his wet, water drenched fur, and dragged his hands across it. His panting seemed to fill the air, for that was all he was doing. Swimming is hell on one's body, he needed to remember that. So, instead of that tiring crap, he decided to run above all of it. The mere thought of it was a life savor.
He rushed to the edge of the slab he stood on, and gazed over. To his luck, the sidewall grooved into a slope. He leaped over the edge, placed his feet down, and set his Air Shoes ablaze. Now skating, he gave a devilish grin, as the sensation of running returned to his body. Oh, how he loved running. Faster, faster, and faster. The air, the backdrop, the everything, faded away into a blur. He just kept his eyes trained forward on the waters.
If he were anyone, he would have died. He would have hit the water, so hard, he would have been flattened like a pancake. But Shadow the hedgehog is not, 'anyone'. He took to the water like a speed demon, rushing on the waters so fast, he couldn't drop below thanks to gravity. He skated above all of it, moving so fast, that he appeared to be a black shadow. It was times like this, that made his name so fitting.
The water beneath his toes began to rumble. He glared down to it, as the pristine substance began to quake and wave. In a blink of an eye, he was thrown skyward, as the water he stood on geysered straight up in an amazing explosion. He flew high, matching the height he had from the earlier geyser, and then began falling. What was wrong with this place? If this happened once more, he was sure it was the world screwing with him.
He splashed underwater violently, an action that dazed him briefly. He landed on the highways underneath, where an odd noise entered his ears. His crimson orbs darted left and right, as he searched for the cause of the noise. Then he found it.
The walls were closing in on him. Was this on purpose? What was down here that required traps? Whatever the case may be, Shadow really didn't want to be crushed to death. Turning around, he started to run along the submerged highways. Water pelted down on him, keeping him from swimming in any direction other than forward. It pissed him off.
The walls continued to move in on him. He climbed up the walls, paying attention to the impending doom. They just kept moving and moving, reminding him what the consequences for failure was. He started climbing faster, his body pushing forth so much strength and rage. The water began to rush toward him, dragging him down the wall. He would not allow himself to be defeated, however, and he continued to climb. The walls picked up speed, and so did the water. They were really working in tandem to kill him.
But no! He would not be killed this way!
Ripping his hands out of the wall, he started spinning. After he gained the inertia he wished forward, he thrusted forth through the rushing waters. He was thus freed from the pool of water he was trapped in, landing out of it with his fur dripping wet. Glaring back, he actually started growling. At least that trap was over with. Now all he had to face, was three hundred other ones.
His eyes moved forward. Staring back him, rows upon rows of clean, sharp, spikes.
"You have got... to be kidding me..." he groaned.
Hydro-freaking-city Zone.
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Cold. That's all a she felt. Cold.
Her blue eyes opened forward. Where was she? There was natural light, but it was so small, she almost didn't notice it. A dungeon. That's where she lay. Stuck, somewhere deep, in a dank, dusty, hell hole. Lifting her hand, she dragged it against her lips, cleaning spit and drool from it. That's when she noticed a heavy, cold, silver bracelet around her wrist. She pulled on it, finding a chain holding her back. Her eyebrows raised in a confused glance, as her head turned around. Facing her other hand, she found it to be in the same predicament as the last. Both chained up, by these heavy silver bracelets.
She pulled on them, but she didn't get too far. Especially with this pain surging through her. It was getting hard to move, let alone attempt to. With each movement she made, her body yelled at her for being too impatient and stupid. And when she got the idea to get to her feet, her body really didn't like that idea. As soon as she got to her soles, her knees bent in, and she fell onto them.
Her hand lifted to her head, and rubbing her forehead, she tried to remember the events that led up to this. From what she could put together, she was kidnapped, dragged along Sandoopolis Zone, escaped, had a fight with that leather wearing whip woman, then. That's when things get kind of blurry. She remembered a bright object heading for her, and that's all.
Once again, she tried moving, but, just like last time, this attempt was met with failure. At least she wasn't alone in this depressing dungeon. Gazing around, she saw bugs, lizards, and bones. The area even smelt like something died in it recently. What it was, she really, really, didn't want to know. She needed to find a way out. She needed to escape. She needed.
The door opened.
The heavy stone entryway slid open, sending dust and sand skyward. The orange echidna girl wilted back with her eyes close, as she tried to protect her eyes. Footsteps started echoing up next. One, after another, step after step, clearing the distance between the exit and her. She tried not to stare forward. She really didn't. But she did.
Her eyes met the boot of an albino echidna. Cerulean eyes dragging up, she took in the sight of his purple cloak, and then those golden eyes.
Dr. Finitevus.
"Good afternoon, Tikal dear." he said, crouching down.
She merely stared at him. She must have looked so pitiful right now. She sure did feel like it. Her dreads were frizzled and split, her throat felt so pained, and her lips must have been hard. She could even feel it. Then why was this man smiling toward her? What sick evilness did he have in mind?
His hand reached forward, and he grabbed the bottom of her chin. She watched his lips curl into a smile, on that evil muzzle of his.
"Docile, now," he whispered, "Good... makes things easier for me."
She suddenly bit him.
The hand that lay on her chin, entered her mouth in a quick motion. She closed her eyes shut, as desperation and fear took over her. Her teeth, bit down, and tore on the digit in her mouth, piercing it straight through.
And yet, she heard nothing. No screams of pain, no hollers of rage, just nothing.
Her mouth spat out the hand, while her blue eyes opened up. Finitevus was still looking at her, but with absolutely zero emotion on his face.
"How animalistic of you, Tikal," he said, sounding quite disappointed, "I thought you'd be more civilized that this."
"Who are you?" she whispered, her first words since this all started.
The doctor stood tall instead. She watched him, grab the wrist of his hand, while a sigh of disappointment left his lips.
"You know," he whispered, "I should have seen this coming," the digit she bit on was fully damaged, it seemed, for it was hanging on tendons alone, "A cornered rat will bite the cat, after all..." he gripped his wrist tightly, and started to spin it around. Literally, his hand was twirling around in a circular motion, much to Tikal's confused horror, "I'm not like you, Tikal dear," he stated easily, like this was normal, "Ever since that day, so long ago. Your mother. Me. The Emerald Altar," his hand continued to twirl around, "Yup. Akna, such a beautiful woman, honestly. She protected that Emerald with every inch of her life. I supposed its admirable, if it wasn't so damn annoying. Regardless..."
"You..." Tikal interrupted, her eyes started to burn with rage, "You were the man. The one who attacked us that day!?"
Finitevus nodded, but not with a smile.
"Yes, dear, yes. I was... Akna was so strong, the strongest echidna ever, ya'know. You should be proud of your mother, really. She fought my greatest Gizoid, one that was able to kill entire hordes, and has. She fought that thing to a standstill, but more importantly..." his face bent down into rage, "She did this to me! She summoned that lightning bolt, straight from the skies, hit the both of us at the same time. She survived, of course, but me! ME! This was the outcome that befell me. That lightning bolt burnt away every inch of my skin, as well as destroying over 80% of my body," he stopped twirling around his hand, and took it from his wrist. She watched as one of his hands, lay within his other. He dropped it to the ground, reached into his robe, then pulled out another hand. Then he started screwing that one in place of the discarded one, "Yes," he slurred, "As you can see, Tikal, I am no longer of flesh and bone like you. After that attack, I had my Gizoids take me back to my base, where I painstakingly started to replace my body with... this. I worked, together with my Gizoids, to make myself the cyborg you see today. But it came with a price..."
A price? A price!? What price!? All she saw was a man who continued to live! Unlike her mother, who died because of that fight! It accelerated the illness that she held within, killing her before she ever got to know her. And this man before her, had the audacity, to speak for sympathy? And Shadow wondered why, she hates the Nocturnus Tribe.
She opened her mouth, and gave a bark, one that stopped the Doctor in his tracks.
"How dare you say that!" she yelled, rage staining her every word, "How dare you, speak as if you deserve sympathy? My mother died because of you, you monster!"
Finitevus stared at her, and his lips curled into a smile.
"Aye," he said, "I understand. I continued to live, while Akna died, huh? Well, I'll have you know, life is not all it seems, dear Tikal. This body, while at first a good idea, had quite the backstabbing. You see, Tikal, I cannot feel. Not the wind on my face, or the sunlight on my body. No food, goes within me, giving me absolutely no pleasure, no tastes or smells, remind me that I am alive. Not even," his hand reached forward, and began sliding across her smooth muzzle, "The touch of a woman."
"And I'm supposed to be sorry for you?" she inquired.
"Aren't angels supposed to pity everyone?"
Why was he doing this? He kidnapped her, had her attacked and shocked, only to ask for some sympathy? It was a ruse, she could tell. Those gold eyes of his spoke only evil, much to her ire. She wanted to watch him die. The thought of it made her gaze away in confusion too. She never once wished such a thing upon anyone. Finitevus must have noticed her inner turmoils now, as a chuckle escaped his cold lips.
"What do you want with me?" she asked.
"You shall see," Finitevus responded, his words holding so much terror within them, "I enjoyed your time, my dearest... niece."
She caught a hold of the last words. As her ears twitched, she gazed at him with those blue eyes of hers dimming with fear, confusion, terror, and a plethora of other emotions. He stopped near the exit. His head turned to a figure just out of her sight of vision. He whispered something to the figure, then continued on his way.
A boot clad foot stepped in. Tikal followed the sight of the shoes up the legs, and to the visible belly button of a woman much older than her.
Lien-Da gave this sadistic, torturous smirk, while her hand fell to the side. She pulled out the whip hooked to her hip, and started waving it around.
"You don't mind," she said, her hand finding the zipper of her chest, "If I get comfortable, do you?"
She zipped down that zipper, revealing most of her busty chest, while her whip continued to sway. And then that face transformed into one of rage. She raised her whip high, and struck forward.
…
The albino echidna could hear the crack of the whip, as it surely split into skin. Though the thought of walking back did cross his mind, he decided not to act on it. Not when he had such important guests to tend too.
He walked down the dusty halls, passing windows that gave sight to long, sandy, highways. Why Glyphic Canyon of all places, he'd never no. It didn't matter though, because he was getting closer and closer.
He came to a wide room, one with great statues within it. All the statues, were of demonic creatures he had never seen before. Odder still, the statues appeared to be gazing at him, though he could never prove this to be true. It didn't matter though, he just kept walking, only to stop at the entrance.
The door slid open, revealing to him a red furred, green eyed echidna at equal size to him.
"Ah, Demitri," he said, "Finally decided to show up?"
The Imperator of the Nocturnus Tribe didn't show any emotion, however, as he merely crossed his arms.
"Not now, Finitevus," he said, seething with rage, "I'm here only for the Emeralds, you understand? I presume the mission was a success?"
"Oh, greatly, Imperator," Finitevus answered, "But first, I have someone who'd like to meet you."
"Not, now Finitevus!" Dimitri yelled.
"No, Imperator, I swear," he said, "The person who's been helping me with all of this! Helping me make my Gizoids, giving me those powerful new guns, the one sending me to do all of these things. He's taken an eye to you, Dimitri, believes an alliance could be made."
Slowly, the albino echidna reached forth his hand. Dimitri stared at it cautiously, however. He was no fool. He wasn't born yesterday. Trusting someone like Finitevus, was like trusting Satan himself!
Then again, he did want to know how he continued making those Gizoids. He also wanted to know about those new weapons he's made. They were so otherworldly in comparison to what he's seen. And maybe, the man he had an alliance with, was one the Nocturnus Tribe could have an alliance with. If Finitevus' employer was able to make the mad echidna such a threat, then there would be no telling what he could do to the Nocturnus Tribe. Besides. If this all turned out to be a lie and a trap, Dimitri would kill Finitevus himself.
"Fine..." he said, "You've convinced me. Now hurry up, before I change my mind."
He wasn't going to grab Finitevus' hand, finding it to be beneath him. The albino echidna took the message, but didn't grow disheartened. Instead, he smiled.
"Then follow me, Imperator, you will not be disappointed, I promise."
With a swoosh of his cloak, Finitevus turned to lead. And after a few seconds of mental preparation, Dimitri followed. They walked down the halls of this temple, the sounds of whipping echoing in the backdrop. There were cries of pain as well, intermix with these cackles of pleasure. Dimitri would have been disturbed, had he not known that sound of torture of course. Sometimes, he felt, Lien-Da got too much enjoyment from her job.
"How much farther," he asked, impatiently, "I do not like my time to be wasted, Finitevus."
"Oh calm yourself, Imperator," the Doctor replied, "My employer is just through this door."
His hands met the hide of a great door.
It slid open, revealing on the other end, to be a world not of this earth.
Dimitri gazed up and around, while his jaw opened up wide. He couldn't believe what his green eyes were relaying to him. All around him, in these cocoons, were monsters not of this world. Some of them were active, and gazed at him with these soulless white eyes. Others were growing in these capsule like holdings, aging right before his eyes. All of these demonic looking creatures had black skin, with red markings on them. And in the center of it all, an Altar much like that of the Emerald Altar. It was a fake one, created to hold the Emerald in a position it was natural to. All the Emeralds lay on pedestals around it, surely adding their magic to the touch.
But the Imperator cared not. For once in his life, the Emeralds weren't a priority to him. Instead, he wondered about these creatures that lined the walls and ceilings of this room.
"What is all this?" Dimitri asked, gazing up to the monsters surrounding him, "What are they doing there? What are they!?"
"Allow me..." the most demonic voice ever told echoing into his ear.
Dimitri faced Finitevus, who merely smiled. Then he gazed forward, toward the Master Emerald. A great shadow enveloped the area, swallowing everything, save for the Emerald's brilliant light. He saw three burning eyes float toward him, before the shadows escaped.
It was Satan. It had to be. This, monster, floated before him. It lacked legs, but it had such a long robe. On said robe, various medallions, necklaces, and gold, all adorned in jewels. Its hands, was bigger than the Imperator's entire head, it had to be. Its head, held a face, but only a face seen in nightmares. Three eyes were on the head, along with a face folded about by its skin.
"You must be, Imperator Dimitri," the demon said, "Normally, I don't like working with others, but as you can tell, things are different now."
"Who are you...?" the stunned Nocturnus Chief questioned.
"Doom," the monster replied, "Black Doom..."
The great monster turned away then, and started floating over toward the Master Emerald. Did so slowly, as if he were some apparition, let alone a monster. He laid his heavy hand on the Master Emerald's hide, and started caressing it slowly.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" the demon asked, "The Master Emerald. Even I, from as far away as I come, know of its power. And these Emeralds are no different."
The devil king made one of the Emeralds float over to him, where he grasped it tightly. His three burning eyes peered directly into the blue Emeralds shimmering glow, while that grip of his continued to tighten.
"Just what are you!?" Dimitri's voice called out.
Black Doom made the Emerald fly away, and return to the pedestal from which it came. His three burning snakes then shifted over to the Nocturnus Imperator, where he grew silent. Deep down, Dimitri started to regret his words, but he sure as hell didn't show it. The monster lord floated slowly over, and his hand reached forward.
"The Black Arms," the demon answered, "A race far beyond your... puny brain," he shifted his gaze away to the monsters around him, "We have been traveling the universe for millenniums now, searching feverishly for food, to sustain us. Mobius has proven to be quite the delicacy."
"So, what," Dimitri posed, "You're an... alien?"
"Just hungry travelers," Black Doom, the alien lord, answered, "Searching for a place to stay. These great temples, shaped like the bird, that you now stay in, were all transported here by me. The stones that watch you, are me."
"So... what do you want, Black Doom?" Dimitri inquired.
"In order to feed my people, I need the seven Chaos Emeralds. High above, my mother ship, the Black Comet, is in space. I need the Emeralds to get them down here, to the earth."
"What!?" Dimitri barked, "Finitevus, you snake!" he then faced him, while his face showed nothing but fervent rage, "You promised me those Emeralds!"
"Calm yourself, Imperator," Black Doom said, making the echidna stop, "I will only need the Emeralds for a little while. Once the Ritual of Prosperity is complete, then you can have the Emeralds. Granted, I wonder why you would wish for such... rocks..."
The alien lord floated over to the Master Emerald. Gazing down to the great, green, jewel, he gave a malicious chuckle. And then, stretching out his hands, he sank into the floor, disappearing as he did so.
"So... you're helping an alien invader?" Dimitri whispered, "I suppose that explains where you got those weapons from, and how you keep creating Gizoids."
"Of course," Finitevus answered, smiling, "Black Doom may try to trick me, but it's not working. I have my own agenda, after all, Dimitri."
"Still. You wish to bring forth Enerjak?" the Imperator questioned.
"Why of course," the Doctor answered, "Once I do, I can wipe clean this planet, doing with it what I please! As you can tell, once that is finished, I will have no further need for the Emeralds."
"Fine then," Dimitri said, shrugging his shoulders, "Keep trying to raise this, god, of yours. As long as I get my Emeralds, I could care less for you and your gods."
"You still don't believe me, do you, Dimitri?" Finitevus inquired.
"Just don't bother me." the Nocturnus Imperator ordered.
For all intents and purposes, this conversation was over. Dimitri made his way out of the room, and into the halls, his footsteps echoing every so loudly. He didn't get to far down the hall, before stopping suddenly. His face contorted into an angered visage.
Damn that Finitevus. Joining forces with some alien god. Did he really believe in this, Enerjak, so much, that he'd graciously help some being who surely wanted to kill everyone. There was no way in hell, that Black Doom wanted just food. There was always more, always. Call it a hunch, from one word dictator, to another.
He reached out his hand. Tapping a few buttons on it, he made a radio to buzz.
"Commander Ix," he whispered into it, "Get our troops ready. I'm not liking where things are going. Make them come to Glyphic Canyon."
"Yes, Imperator Dimitri."
The echidna gave a nod, while his eyes gazed up. It was a fools error to trust the Imperator. That goes for any man. Alien, demon, or otherwise.
…
The hedgehog pulled himself up.
Hydro-freaking-city, man, let me tell you. The mere sight of the fields of grass before him, pleased him in a way he couldn't understand. He reached forth his hand, and started tapping the earth around him. On pure instinct, he ruffled his body violently, causing water to be thrown every which way, in all directions. Finally, he got to his feet, in order to scan the areas around him.
Echidnas. All around him. All wearing togas, it seemed. They all looked to him with varying degrees of confusion, especially because of his arrival. He did just climb out of Hydrocity Zone, after all. But he didn't care.
Pulling out the Chaos Emerald he had, he started to focus. He saw nothing but burning, yellow sands, and deserts. He nodded.
"You there," he yelled out to a random echidna, while at the same time drawing attention to himself, "Is there a desert around here!?"
The echidna he called out to began to fidget, before running off for some reason. It made Shadow groan. He yelled out to someone else, but that only caused the same events to play out. In fact, everyone started running from the hedgehog, much to his ire.
So, finding it useless to talk to anyone, he started walking off on his own. He would find Tikal, and the Emeralds eventually, he just needed to get moving. And so, he skated off for the horizon.
Maverick Talks!
I think this is the earliest I've ever posted a story. Yay, for keeping horrible schedules!
Anyway, I apologize for any spelling errors in this chapter. I don't know if this is Fanfic dot nets problem, or mine, but the spell checker isn't coming on. So I'm doing this crap free hand! Woot!
Anyway, some Trivia. Yeah, Hydrocity Zone. Its by far, without a doubt, my favorite Zone in Sonic 3 and Knuckles. A close second probably being Mushroom Hill Zone. And all the other Zones. God, I love that game. But back to my point. I always wondered what the place was. A city? A sewer system? A highway underwater? Who knows, who cares. Well me. I used to always look into the background of the stage, because it was so freaking beautiful. That's why I loved the stage so much. I remember that, all the way at the top, if you paid attention to the background, at least in Act 1, you'd see statues of Sonic. Sense I played the game obsessively, I just chalked that up to the games prophetic nature, ya'know, with Super Sonic fighting Eggman and what not. The Zone's hard though, especially for the second freaking stage. What were the echidnas trying to protect? Some secret treasure? Or is that their sewer system cleaning out the crap. Makes sense, ya'know, because the water is so beautiful.
So, I've revealed Black Doom. That's the guy Finitevus is getting all his help from. I've hinted at him for the longest, however, so don't say he just came from no where. Go back, and check some chapters. You'll see the alien is talking to Finitevus as just a floating eye. You know, Doom's Eye. Yeah! Finitevus even calls him Doom once, so there's that. What is Doom doing here? Trying the same crap he tries thousands of years later. He just got done transporting the floating temples to earth as well. I always wondered why he came to earth thousands of years in the past, then left. What the hell? In this, very fan-made story, that is no way endorsed by Sega or Archie for that matter, you will know why!
Oh yeah, and Lien-Da is torturing Tikal. There's that too.
Yeah Rouge, she's sexy and smooth. A double-crossing spy thief that's out for my jewels, uh!
More rap lyrics by Knuckles, and this time from Wild Canyon. Question, though. How the hell, did Knuckles know Rouge was a double-crossing spy thief!? He just met the chick that day! Shadow and Dr. Robotnik didn't even find that crap out until the last parts of the game! Knuckles, you spoiler!
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