SNT and Sonichu: Narvitz's Destruction

Chapter One: A New Beginning

Author's Notes: Welp. Here we are. One SNT fanfic and several more later, and here begins the official remake/reboot of my Rise of the Virus fanfiction. Honestly, I never really expected this to actually be a thing. And I'm glad everyone gave me the support and love throughout these two to three years now. Anyways, I'm gonna shut up now. Enjoy, everybody!

A panic washed over the silver hedgehog as he felt the glove of a superpowered SNT grabbing him by the collar. This was it. After he had everything in the palms of his hands, he lost it thanks to the menacing Mary Sue looming over him. His once powerful Phantom Ruby that was attached to his chest and gave him his incomprehensible strength was missing. He was beyond powerless, and he knew it.

Narvitz attempted to reason with SNT, telling her that she "didn't want to do anything rash." It was pathetic, but by some miracle, it worked perfectly. She released him, and he seemed to be spared from her wrath. He thanked the yellow-furred experiment, and before he could fly away to start his destruction, he was struck by a blast of SNT's Chaos Energy. Narvitz felt himself launch back into a large beam and his back burning up from the heat.

All he could do at that point was scream in agony as his skin started to burn away, leaving nothing but his bare muscles exposed to the unbearable and painful beam currently searing his rear end. Narvitz then saw SNT and what looked like a weird orange fusion of Sonic and a rat pushing him into the beam even further. His screams became even louder as he could feel the burning sensation all throughout his body. SNT and the bizarre abomination fled, leaving Narvitz to be completely consumed by the beam and drowning out his cries for mercy. Eventually, all that was left of Narvitz was nothing more than a distant memory...

…"DATA LOST."

That was the last thing the simulation helmet displayed before a red, metallic hand grabbed it and threw it to the ground. The helmet broke, sending shards of glass and metal across the dark room. Slowly, a crimson, robotic figure rose from a throne directly in the center. It walked over to the cracked helmet, its black cape flowing in the meanwhile. It stopped directly over the now broken device. Its eyes moved from the destroyed object toward a large screen displaying the remaining data for the simulation. The automaton leaned onto the console and watched as the large screen displayed a scene of a purple hedgehog being carried toward another dimension by a Metal Sonichu knock-off.

As the knock-off carried the hedgehog toward both the lair of both the SNT and Sonichu Robotniks, the robot rolled his bright red eyes.

"Typical. The simulation was a complete and total-"

As Narvitz waved his hands dismissively, the scene showed the unauthorized Metal Sonichu look-alike pick up a nervous, pathetic version of himself and show it to the two Robotniks.

"I REQUEST YOUR PERMISSION TO OFFICIALLY ADOPT NARVITZ."

Narvitz paused his big speech about the simulation's failure and slowly turned his head to look at the screen. His eyes narrowed as he quickly pressed a button to pause the scene before him. A giant gray circle with two lines erased from them popped up on-screen, indicating it was paused. Narvitz took a deep breath to process the information presented, and hit another button to rewind the scene back to where the Metal Sonichu impostor picked up "Narvitz". He presses play.

The Metal Sonichu impostor shows "Narvitz" to the two Robotniks.

"I REQUEST YOUR PERMISSION TO OFFICIALLY ADOPT NARVITZ," stated the piece of yellow scrap metal standing in the snow.

Rewind, stop, play.

"I REQUEST YOUR PERMISSION TO OFFICIALLY ADOPT NARVITZ," the waste of human resources said.

Rewind, stop, play again. Narvitz crumpled his fists.

"I REQUEST YOUR PERMISSION TO OFFICIALLY ADOPT NARVITZ," the absolute garbage holding a mistake in his arms spewed to the two worthless scientists.

Rewind, stop, play yet again. Narvitz narrowed his eyes.

"I REQUEST YOUR PERMISSION TO-"

Narvitz winded his fist and completely smashed the screen into pieces, causing a loud crashing sound. As the rest of the glass fell to the floor, he slammed down onto the console in a fit of absolute rage, completely decimating what was once a test to demonstrate his unstoppable abilities. Now, it was almost mocking him, telling him that he would never be strong enough. Never, never.

Narvitz stormed off, exiting the dark room that once housed the Combat Training Program.

Two Egg Pawns, previously serving under the "Eggman Empire" regime, were standing guard at the doorway to the dark room. As soon as they saw Narvitz leaving it, they immediately ran to both sides of him, carrying his cape off the ground as he walked. Narvitz, alongside the two minion robots, were now walking down a hallway that served a secondary function of being a prison. As they walked by, they saw various people and creatures behind the bars of their cells. Inside one was a disheveled Mary Lee Walsh desperately attempting to remove a shock collar from her neck, only to be electrocuted immediately after.

Inside another was , only with the blood normally running down his eyes gone and having been crudely tied up by a piece of rope.

"Bitch," cried from inside his cell.

Narvitz flipped .Exe off without even looking at him and continued down the hall.

He walked out of the hallway into the deck, with the Egg Pawns letting go of the cape to let it flow naturally in the wind. There, several minions were looking out into the sky admiring the view. As soon as Narvitz entered, however, all of the minions turned and froze in his presence. They got on their hands and knees and bowed at their new "glorious leader". They all spouted the phrase everyone aboard the S.S. Titan was used to by now:

"ALL HAIL NARVITZ, OUR GREAT AND POWERFUL LEADER!"

The main minion, an Eggrobo with a sailor's cap, was in charge of the steering wheel and plotting courses for the "Sky-Ship". The Eggrobo, affectionately named "The Captain" didn't even bat an eye as they felt Narvitz slowly approach behind him. As soon as he was directly beside them, The Captain turned their head to face him.

"Lemmie guess, plotting something, sir?" The Captain gave a little bit of sass, just enough to not get themselves thrown overboard.

"INDEED, I AM." Narvitz laughed to himself.

The Captain rolled their eyes. "I suppose your plan is stealing one of the Chaos Emeralds?"

Narvitz shook his head.

"NOT THIS TIME. WE HAVE ENOUGH FIREPOWER AND ENOUGH EMERALDS TO SUSTAIN OURSELVES FOR NOW."

"Rrrriight," The Captain sarcastically responded.

Narvitz pointed directly in front of him toward the floating land mass in the sky and gave the order to set course for Angel Island.

The Captain blinked a few times...well, not exactly blinking and more of turning their eyes off and on. They then turned to Narvitz with a confused look on their face.

"Uh, sir," The Captain asked, puzzled at the directive. "May I ask...why? We already have most of the Emeralds already, like you said."

"BECAUSE." Narvitz began one of his speeches, causing The Captain to groan. "IF MY CALCULATIONS ARE CORRECT-WHICH THEY ALWAYS ARE-THEN S.K.T. SHOULD BE LOCATED APPROXIMATELY AT ANGEL ISLAND."

"S.N.T., sir."

"RIGHT."

The Captain sighed, knowing he would have to begin another fruitless mission involving Project SKT. While they would normally ask how exactly his "merciful leader" knows S.N.T's precise location, he stopped asking questions a long time ago.

"Affirmative, sir. Beginning reroute to Angel Island, as you requested."

"EXCELLENT. I'LL BE IN MY QUARTERS IF YOU NEED ME."

With that, Narvitz suddenly emitted a large, pink glow and teleported away to another part of the ship. The Captain slowly shook their head.

"I don't know why he doesn't use that thing more often. I mean, seriously."

Those were the last words The Captain spoke as they plotted a new course toward the floating island. Soon, the Phantom Army will have its second invasion and a new empire will rise once more.