In the rundown hotel room, Sonic curls his blanket tightly, yet he only has so much warmth to stretch over his body, for Bubsy anchors the majority of the fleece on his own furried flesh. He feels his brain burning as it rapidly connects memories both drowned and suppressed, and in a flush of anger, he hops from his bed and zooms downstairs. He passes through the automated door entrances and stands outside the hotel. There, he feels the cold breeze caress his quills. The thought of anyone else touching his body aside from mother nature feels intimidating to him, for his lover, the one he fought through universes to save, has betrayed him, all because of his stupid robotic arm. The hedgehog sits on a bench, stares at the moon, and reminisces over the past. A shooting star pierces through the atmosphere, and Sonic stares at it whilst deep in an internal monolog. The hedgehog then picks up his phone and dials a number, mumbling to himself, "this has been a long time coming…"

Surprisingly, the recipient picks up. Sonic smiles at the familiar, cocky sound of a young attorney. The man mumbles, tired, yet still emboldened, "umm, what's up, Sonic?"

Sonic replies, freezing in the weather, "yeah, it's been a lot. I fought an old bad guy, then I got amnesia, and that's been a bummer."

The lawyer replies, "yeah, amnesia's quite the pain to deal with, I know how that feels."

The hedgehog resumes, "it sucks, but luckily I got most of my memories back. And now, I want to ask you… can you help me file for divorce?"

"WHAT? I've, umm, sorry for screaming like that, its like 1 AM, and you know, I always thought you and Bubsy made a great couple. But as your lawyer, I feel obligated to provide you your options. The easiest way is to provide a dissolution of marriage, and I have the papers, they're just… well… flooded."

"oh?"

"Yeah, our whole office got flooded thanks to the monster. Let me tell you something, I'm busy cleaning up the remains of the office, just shoot me a call later tomorrow and we can discuss further, alright?"

"Thanks, Mister Wright."

Sonic hangs the phone up and cries. Our miserable blur looked above again, and suddenly, a rock fell from space. He reflexively grabbed it and inspected the patterns- echidna insignia. The hedgehog freezes for a second before stumbling back into the hotel, where a night manager appears in the front office. The man squints at the hedgehog and acts concerned. In a calm manner he asks, "excuse me, sir, do you want to reserve a room?"

Sonic ignores him and zips upstairs, with the manager attempting to catch up. The hedgehog barges through the hotel room door and slaps Bubsy. The bobcat softly whines. Sonic stares intently at him and demands, "get out, right now. Something big's gonna happen."

The bobcat jumps out the window and swoops down into a nearby forest trail. Sonic zips out the front door and slams through teo police officers before banging into the hotel entrance. "Curses! These doors must be locked! Oh, damn you, police!" Sonic screams aloud as two cops stalk behind him. Sonic puts his hands in the air and turns around, only to find a familiar face: Joe Swanson.

The crippled cop puts his gun in his lap and greets, "hey, Sonic, long time no see." He looks to his sidekick and then at the hotel manager, then back at Sonic. He resumes, now in a more reserved voice, "looks like you're serving time. You know, I thought you were a good guy."

Sonic swoops his head down majestically and mumbles, "I thought I was too. But there's worse people out there than me..."

"Like what?"

"Thanos. I remember that purple nurple like I fought him yesterday. There's a chance he destroyed Angel Island," Sonic confesses. He hands Joe the rock he found, and the cop then takes out an evidence bag crammed in between metallic poles forming the foundation for his wheelchair, then bags it up.

Joe peers at the hotel manager and states, "Mister Hanes, your subject will be taken into custody. He needs to answer some questions. Have a good night, now." Sonic follows the cops outside to their police car. Sonic is then thrown into the backseat, and Joe drives everyone to the police station. Along the way, the cop smiles, peers into his backseat mirror, and asks, "so, Sonic, tell me about this Thanos."

Sonic sighs, "well, Thanos is a transversal warlord. He has conquered many universes, and now he's hellbent on destroying ours. I have reason to believe he's destroyed Angel Island in order to grab the most powerful weapon out there- the Master Emerald."

Joe nods nonchalantly, then replies, "you're starting to sound like that spider guy we dealt with."

"Wait, what spider guy?"

"Nobody knows his name. He just barged into the department one day and started babbling about losing his mind and encountering a purple titan. Sounds quite familiar, doesn't it?"

Sonic nods.

Joe resumes, "well, let's get you to this Spider Man of sorts."

Sonic yells, "NO! It's no use! Angel Island is falling directly on the planet, I need to save it."

"Well, let's see what my intel has to say about it." Joe turns on his radio and speaks to it. "Hey, Cashew, can you check in on Angel Island for me?"

A bumbling young man's voice cackles through the receiver, saying, "yes… Hmm, it seems a giant purple aura is hovering over the perimeter, but it's still suspended midair…"

Sonic stares open-eyed and barfs, "impossible! I mean, improbable! I recognize that power aura, it's Thanos' power stone… But why is he suspending Angel Island?"

Joe's face grows a bit cold. After a few moments of thinking, he states, "well, whatever's happening, I think you and the man spider know what's best. We're almost there."

Sonic leans his head against the car window, staring at all the loop-de-loops he could be running across. However, in these circumstances, he has to walk alongside humankind, bound to their vehicles, their means of negotiations, and their morals. Sonic's head spontaneously bashes onto the roof of the car, and he whines, "ow! Watch out for speed bumps."