The Special Zone. A chaotic Universe where the only known habitable area is
Planet Meridian. Down in the depths of the twisting streets of its capital,
New Tek City, the Chaotix Crew works to keep crime under control. Ever
since the destruction of the Brotherhood of Metallix, the world has known
peace. However, there is one place in this land where even the Chaotix Crew
fear to tread. A place even the mad Lord Sidewinder steers clear of, along
with his cronies. Where no one has gone for eight years.
Deep within the shifting colours in the void, it drifted. Its metallic egg-like bulk spiralled slowly on its endless course of the world, the paintwork flaking off in places, rust beginning to creep along its once majestic bulk. The huge pit in the front of the object swivelled as chunks of long-dead planet smashed against it. The large egg-like pods orbiting the object drifted a few feet from destruction at the hands of Meridian's large gravity well. The Meridian Police had hastily patched up a gaping hole in its side after fears that the station may plunge onto the planet's surface. As it swivelled again it showed a conical head, with huge lips and large ginger moustaches. The picture of Dr. Ivo Robotnik was frayed and torn, parts of the picture caught by an invisible wind fluttering in the emptiness. It had been Robotnik's base in the Special Zone, abandoned after the construction of Citadel Robotnik. Claimed by the Brotherhood of Metallix it had served as their hideout until their destruction. And now it would again hold a threat to Mobius. But this time, it would be a threat that would almost certainly doom Planet Mobius.
Inside its twisting corridors and winding staircases, something stirred. Creeping through the shadows the humanoid shape seemed to blend into the darkness, a long flowing cloak outlined behind it. Drifting into the huge circular chamber at the heart of the space station it threw its arms up. Then, as if realising there was no one in the room it lowered the spindly limbs again. Moving over to a rusted panel on the wall it dug its fingers in and slowly dragged the small shutter up, the whole structure creaking with the strain. Suddenly the grill shot up and the figure stumbled. Regaining its posture it traced a pointed finger around the large red button embedded in the wall. Clenching its hand into a fist it punched the switch, throwing long-dormant machinery into action. The entire station groaned as mechanisms not used for years sprung into motion, the entire room vibrating. As the creaks grew louder two points of red light appeared in the darkness. Followed by another pair, and another. As the pairs of light flickered into action around the room the figure walked to face them. Throwing its arms up it seemed to bask in the faint glow.
"Brothers! Our time has come!"
Planet Drak. Homeworld of the mighty Drakon Empire, it more resembles an asteroid in shape. On its surface, the fish-like race known as the Drakons roam in their bio suits, which allow them to travel on the land that covers most of the planet. The empire's architecture is similar to the building located in the Marble and Aquatic Ruins Zones on Mobius. Hardly surprising, as those zones were colony of the mighty empire during the Great War between the Echidnas and the Empire. After Robotnik's attempt to use Planet Drak's native Flickies as power sources the Drakon Empire returned to Mobius, in search of the Chaos Emeralds, which they had created and had been stolen by the Echidna's. After being betrayed by Grimer the Empire retreated. However, now the Empire prepares for war once again. The second Great War is about to begin, and this is one conflict they are not prepared to lose.
Emperor Ko-Door, leader of the House of War, glared up at the imposing shape of the Drakon Capital Building. His polished black helmet, rimmed with gold and enhanced by two golden prongs that struck out to either side, was miss-coloured by the dull red light of the planet's sun. His bright white eyes stared out of an emerald green face, his long pointed chin sticking down from below a toothless mouth. His long purple cloak trailed behind him, one corner gripped by a large hand, gloved. His belt showed the symbol of the Drakonian House of War and his legs were sheathed in a layer of think steel, gold patterns running across its surface. Behind him stood two Sentinel bodyguards. Crafted from the planet itself the mechanised soldiers stood long stone staffs clutched in their huge hands. Clutching his own hooked staff, Ko-Door advanced into the building.
"Let this emergency meeting of the Drakon Council begin!" The representative from the House of Diplomacy stepped down after delivering his speech, as the next representative stepped up. "Representing the House of Knowledge we have Master Scholar." The tall and thin Drakon stepped up, his helmet towering above him; his spectacles perched up his jutting lips. Raising his ornate staff high into the air he brought it down with a crack. A student of the House ran to attend him, his eager eyes dulled by one look from his Master. The representative did not let that faze him. "Representing the House of Magic we have Sister Haggra." An ugly Drakon with a jutting bottom lip stalked out, her staff crowned by a small rat skull. The symbol of her House was emblazoned upon her forehead and her jutting forehead framed her eyes, glaring with an unnatural hatred. Four blunt teeth stuck out of her bottom lip and her grey hair framed her head like a lion's mane. Behind her a student of the House of Magic stood, holding some sort of ornate bowl, rimmed with gold and jewels. The representative waited for Haggra to take her place before continuing. "And representing the last ruling House, the House of War, we have Emperor Ko-Door."
Ko-Door shivered. He had been dreading this moment. Surely his dealing with the Mobian Robotnik would be unearthed. His plan to use the Emeralds for himself would be found out. Gritting his teeth he advanced, two Sentinels on either side. Stepping onto the pedestal he faced the leaders of the other two ruling Houses. He had lied to both of them. If they found out he would be doomed. He watched as the leader of the House of Diplomacy stepped up, his long cloak spread wide, lit by the dull red glow of the planet's sun. Lighting units were forbidden inside the Capital Building, and that meant they had to make do with the glow their sun had recently taken on. That star was dying, and with its death Planet Drak would follow. He watched the head of the House of Diplomacy, what was his name again, take up his staff, crafted with runes of peace. Dosaer, that was his name, looked around at the assembled masses.
"Let this emergency meeting of the Drakon Council finally begin." Dosaer stepped down as the three leaders began talking.
"It is quite clear what our best, and only course of action is to find the Chaos Emeralds." Sister Haggra had issued that statement. Ko-Door scowled. If she found out she would have his hide. Master Scholar stepped up, holding a sheet of paper in his gloved hand.
"But the Emeralds were stolen many millennia ago by the Echidna tribes of Mobius, he said. Haggra sneered as the scholar stepped down. Here was an animosity between the two Houses. Both stood for conflicting ideas, and neither had been happy when the other had also become a ruling House. Ko- Door coughed and stepped forwards. It was now or never.
"As we seem decided on our course of action," he said, waiting as Brother Scholar spluttered. He still had his doubts. "I have unearthed a lead to the Emerald's whereabouts." He smiled as sister Haggra leapt round, eyes wide. She seemed appalled that a House dedicated to barbaric battle could find something her House could not. "Actually, that's not entirely true. I know exactly where they are." Sister Haggra snatched up her staff at that last comment, and seemed ready to throw it at him.
"If you knew then why didn't you tell us?" she bawled. Ko-Door ducked as the wizened old hag snatched up one of Master Scholar's old books with her powers and threw it at him with a force that could have shattered solid steel like glass.
"Because I wasn't sure about my information until mere minutes before this meeting." That would cover for him. He decided that baiting Haggra was not a wise idea and quickly went on. "They are on the Floating island on Planet Mobius." Sister Haggra paused in the middle of another throw, then looked around and calmly put the book down.
"Then we know what we must do?" Ko-Door nodded at Haggra's question.
"Yes. Soon the Drakon Empire will return to the field of battle. Planet Mobius will burn and we will reclaimed what is rightfully ours!"
The ensuing cheers drowned out Haggra's shouts as Ko-Door walked away. That had gone much better than expected.
The Mystic Cave Zone. A tropical cave that served, and still serves as a link between the mountainous Hill Top Zone and Dr. Robotnik's huge oil- facilities in the Oil Ocean Zone it was captured by Robotnik during the six months while Sonic was trapped in the Omni-Viewer. Installing his Badniks and traps he charged a toll for passage, which was profitable for him as it was the only safe route through the Hill Top mountain ranges. After Robotnik's defeat the Metropolis police set about dismantling the various traps in the caves. As all the Badniks had been deactivated in the EMP produced by Super Sonic's escape from the huge Black Asteroid Sonic did not have to be called in. As the caverns returned to relative normality the police forces withdrew. With that withdrawal came a new threat. The third threat to Planet Mobius had come. And it had come with a vengeance.
The blinking screens and flashing lights of the lair threw their owner's shadow across the walls. As the figure moved, various screens switched to show a picture of the calm Mobian Sea.
"Yes," rasped a dry voice. "That is where the Floating Island went down. Finally I will get my hands on my emeralds." The figure punched a button on the panels before him and the screens and lights winked out, plunging the cavern into darkness.
"Finally I will have my vengeance!"
Deep within the shifting colours in the void, it drifted. Its metallic egg-like bulk spiralled slowly on its endless course of the world, the paintwork flaking off in places, rust beginning to creep along its once majestic bulk. The huge pit in the front of the object swivelled as chunks of long-dead planet smashed against it. The large egg-like pods orbiting the object drifted a few feet from destruction at the hands of Meridian's large gravity well. The Meridian Police had hastily patched up a gaping hole in its side after fears that the station may plunge onto the planet's surface. As it swivelled again it showed a conical head, with huge lips and large ginger moustaches. The picture of Dr. Ivo Robotnik was frayed and torn, parts of the picture caught by an invisible wind fluttering in the emptiness. It had been Robotnik's base in the Special Zone, abandoned after the construction of Citadel Robotnik. Claimed by the Brotherhood of Metallix it had served as their hideout until their destruction. And now it would again hold a threat to Mobius. But this time, it would be a threat that would almost certainly doom Planet Mobius.
Inside its twisting corridors and winding staircases, something stirred. Creeping through the shadows the humanoid shape seemed to blend into the darkness, a long flowing cloak outlined behind it. Drifting into the huge circular chamber at the heart of the space station it threw its arms up. Then, as if realising there was no one in the room it lowered the spindly limbs again. Moving over to a rusted panel on the wall it dug its fingers in and slowly dragged the small shutter up, the whole structure creaking with the strain. Suddenly the grill shot up and the figure stumbled. Regaining its posture it traced a pointed finger around the large red button embedded in the wall. Clenching its hand into a fist it punched the switch, throwing long-dormant machinery into action. The entire station groaned as mechanisms not used for years sprung into motion, the entire room vibrating. As the creaks grew louder two points of red light appeared in the darkness. Followed by another pair, and another. As the pairs of light flickered into action around the room the figure walked to face them. Throwing its arms up it seemed to bask in the faint glow.
"Brothers! Our time has come!"
Planet Drak. Homeworld of the mighty Drakon Empire, it more resembles an asteroid in shape. On its surface, the fish-like race known as the Drakons roam in their bio suits, which allow them to travel on the land that covers most of the planet. The empire's architecture is similar to the building located in the Marble and Aquatic Ruins Zones on Mobius. Hardly surprising, as those zones were colony of the mighty empire during the Great War between the Echidnas and the Empire. After Robotnik's attempt to use Planet Drak's native Flickies as power sources the Drakon Empire returned to Mobius, in search of the Chaos Emeralds, which they had created and had been stolen by the Echidna's. After being betrayed by Grimer the Empire retreated. However, now the Empire prepares for war once again. The second Great War is about to begin, and this is one conflict they are not prepared to lose.
Emperor Ko-Door, leader of the House of War, glared up at the imposing shape of the Drakon Capital Building. His polished black helmet, rimmed with gold and enhanced by two golden prongs that struck out to either side, was miss-coloured by the dull red light of the planet's sun. His bright white eyes stared out of an emerald green face, his long pointed chin sticking down from below a toothless mouth. His long purple cloak trailed behind him, one corner gripped by a large hand, gloved. His belt showed the symbol of the Drakonian House of War and his legs were sheathed in a layer of think steel, gold patterns running across its surface. Behind him stood two Sentinel bodyguards. Crafted from the planet itself the mechanised soldiers stood long stone staffs clutched in their huge hands. Clutching his own hooked staff, Ko-Door advanced into the building.
"Let this emergency meeting of the Drakon Council begin!" The representative from the House of Diplomacy stepped down after delivering his speech, as the next representative stepped up. "Representing the House of Knowledge we have Master Scholar." The tall and thin Drakon stepped up, his helmet towering above him; his spectacles perched up his jutting lips. Raising his ornate staff high into the air he brought it down with a crack. A student of the House ran to attend him, his eager eyes dulled by one look from his Master. The representative did not let that faze him. "Representing the House of Magic we have Sister Haggra." An ugly Drakon with a jutting bottom lip stalked out, her staff crowned by a small rat skull. The symbol of her House was emblazoned upon her forehead and her jutting forehead framed her eyes, glaring with an unnatural hatred. Four blunt teeth stuck out of her bottom lip and her grey hair framed her head like a lion's mane. Behind her a student of the House of Magic stood, holding some sort of ornate bowl, rimmed with gold and jewels. The representative waited for Haggra to take her place before continuing. "And representing the last ruling House, the House of War, we have Emperor Ko-Door."
Ko-Door shivered. He had been dreading this moment. Surely his dealing with the Mobian Robotnik would be unearthed. His plan to use the Emeralds for himself would be found out. Gritting his teeth he advanced, two Sentinels on either side. Stepping onto the pedestal he faced the leaders of the other two ruling Houses. He had lied to both of them. If they found out he would be doomed. He watched as the leader of the House of Diplomacy stepped up, his long cloak spread wide, lit by the dull red glow of the planet's sun. Lighting units were forbidden inside the Capital Building, and that meant they had to make do with the glow their sun had recently taken on. That star was dying, and with its death Planet Drak would follow. He watched the head of the House of Diplomacy, what was his name again, take up his staff, crafted with runes of peace. Dosaer, that was his name, looked around at the assembled masses.
"Let this emergency meeting of the Drakon Council finally begin." Dosaer stepped down as the three leaders began talking.
"It is quite clear what our best, and only course of action is to find the Chaos Emeralds." Sister Haggra had issued that statement. Ko-Door scowled. If she found out she would have his hide. Master Scholar stepped up, holding a sheet of paper in his gloved hand.
"But the Emeralds were stolen many millennia ago by the Echidna tribes of Mobius, he said. Haggra sneered as the scholar stepped down. Here was an animosity between the two Houses. Both stood for conflicting ideas, and neither had been happy when the other had also become a ruling House. Ko- Door coughed and stepped forwards. It was now or never.
"As we seem decided on our course of action," he said, waiting as Brother Scholar spluttered. He still had his doubts. "I have unearthed a lead to the Emerald's whereabouts." He smiled as sister Haggra leapt round, eyes wide. She seemed appalled that a House dedicated to barbaric battle could find something her House could not. "Actually, that's not entirely true. I know exactly where they are." Sister Haggra snatched up her staff at that last comment, and seemed ready to throw it at him.
"If you knew then why didn't you tell us?" she bawled. Ko-Door ducked as the wizened old hag snatched up one of Master Scholar's old books with her powers and threw it at him with a force that could have shattered solid steel like glass.
"Because I wasn't sure about my information until mere minutes before this meeting." That would cover for him. He decided that baiting Haggra was not a wise idea and quickly went on. "They are on the Floating island on Planet Mobius." Sister Haggra paused in the middle of another throw, then looked around and calmly put the book down.
"Then we know what we must do?" Ko-Door nodded at Haggra's question.
"Yes. Soon the Drakon Empire will return to the field of battle. Planet Mobius will burn and we will reclaimed what is rightfully ours!"
The ensuing cheers drowned out Haggra's shouts as Ko-Door walked away. That had gone much better than expected.
The Mystic Cave Zone. A tropical cave that served, and still serves as a link between the mountainous Hill Top Zone and Dr. Robotnik's huge oil- facilities in the Oil Ocean Zone it was captured by Robotnik during the six months while Sonic was trapped in the Omni-Viewer. Installing his Badniks and traps he charged a toll for passage, which was profitable for him as it was the only safe route through the Hill Top mountain ranges. After Robotnik's defeat the Metropolis police set about dismantling the various traps in the caves. As all the Badniks had been deactivated in the EMP produced by Super Sonic's escape from the huge Black Asteroid Sonic did not have to be called in. As the caverns returned to relative normality the police forces withdrew. With that withdrawal came a new threat. The third threat to Planet Mobius had come. And it had come with a vengeance.
The blinking screens and flashing lights of the lair threw their owner's shadow across the walls. As the figure moved, various screens switched to show a picture of the calm Mobian Sea.
"Yes," rasped a dry voice. "That is where the Floating Island went down. Finally I will get my hands on my emeralds." The figure punched a button on the panels before him and the screens and lights winked out, plunging the cavern into darkness.
"Finally I will have my vengeance!"