INTERLUDE

To say that Infinite was not pleased with his current situation was an understatement. He knew how he had gotten where he was now. He remembered it clearly. After he had failed to defeat Sonic and that female dog who refused to submit to him, he was forcibly recalled and the Phantom Ruby prototype was removed from his chest. His chest was then haphazardly stapled shut (the Doctor also apparently has no concept of anesthesia).

And to add insult to injury, the Doctor failed to defeat those two with his Death Egg Robot! Infinite had butted heads with the Doctor on a few things, but he was mostly loyal. Keyword: Mostly. Infinite had often had one fantasy going through his head.

Step 1. Break that female dog and make her his mate.

Step 2. Crush the Resistance.

Step 3. Turn on the Doctor. He has to go.

Step 4. Rule over the ruined world with the female dog as his queen.

Of course, none of that happened. Instead, the Doctor opted to dispose of him and power up his robot with his Phantom Ruby prototype! He knew nothing of how to break down people mentally like he did. Infinite knew he could break this girl. But the Doctor wouldn't let him continue his fight!

After the void had collapsed, the wreckage of the Death Egg, as well as it's passengers, ended up on the other side of the world on a beach. Infinite would never forget the argument he had with the Doctor after they pulled themselves out of the wreckage and made sense of their bearings.

"Leave now! You have failed! I will find something else to replace you!" The Doctor screamed, red-faced.

"No! I can still work for you Doctor. I-I can find out what went wrong and improve my-" Infinite didn't get to finish his sentence. The Doctor cut him off.

"Sorry! You have proven yourself weak not only physically but mentally as well! I have no use for people such as yourself!" The Doctor yelled.

"M-Mentally? What do y-you mean 'mentally'?" Infinite stammered.

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about! You know what you did with that dog in Metropolis." The Doctor replied. Infinite gasped in shock. The Doctor knew the entire time that he had mated with the female dog in Metropolis.

"Who would have thought that my ultimate weapon would turn out to be a little horndog that thinks with his hormones! Your instructions were clear. You were to kill that dog, not make love to her!" The Doctor yelled, now hoarse in his voice. "Underlings that disobey orders have no business working for me!"

Infinite's shock wore off and it was now replaced with anger. The Doctor clearly knew NOTHING about what Infinite planned to do the girl. The jackal in a way, agreed with the Doctor. He was not going to work for someone that demanded that he obey every single rule. Infinite did what he felt was right, not follow blatantly wrong orders from superiors. The jackal proceeded to march off and abandon the Doctor.

"Oh so NOW you listen to my orders! Go on! Leave!" the Doctor screamed. Infinite's anger towards the Doctor subsided and was replaced with a new anger. An anger towards the female dog.

She is responsible for the state that he is currently in. She defeated the Doctor's machine with Sonic. She refused to submit to him. But Infinite did not want the dog to die. He wanted her to live so she could suffer. The jackal was going to break her again and he hoped that this time, she would finally be submissive to him.

Infinite no longer wore his mask very often. It was obviously far easier to blend into a crowd unnoticed if he didn't wear it. Letting everyone know that he was still alive was the worst thing he could do. Just to be safe, he often stayed in the shadows out of sight. It took a great deal of hitchhiking to arrive to the general area where she lived.

Infinite had to live in the sewers with all of the bums and addicts. They wouldn't recognize him. Their brains were destroyed a long time ago by smack or something. Violent confrentations with them were not uncommon. Infinite's physical appearance noticeably became shabbier after living down there, but he didn't care. Minimal hygiene made it more difficult to recognize him.

Searching for her always turned up empty-handed. It wasn't a small town. Looking into windows of houses would only draw attention to Infinite. So his searching methods were largely limited to wandering around town and hoping he could bump into her. It was about as effective as one would expect.

Infinite was growing tired of this repetitive routine. He even told himself this as he walked through a patch of forest. But he couldn't give up. Revenge was the only thing that kept him going. He just had to find that dog again. Then almost as if some divine being heard his thoughts, he saw her. He couldn't believe it.

Infinite let out a soft growl as he saw that dog again. She was walking through the woods alone carrying a plastic grocery bag. Maybe she has something good for him to eat in that bag. Infinite had grown tired of killing and eating small animals and stealing the gross "food" from the sewer junkies. And of course there was his sexual appetite that needed to be satisfied as well. It was only one month since he last mated with her, but it felt like a decade to him.

And she was in the same patch of woods as him! What luck! Away from any prying eyes and ears. Infinite began to sneak up behind the unaware dog. Now that we have met again, you will give me what is MINE. The jackal thought. When Infinite felt like he was at a good enough distance from her, he spoke.

"Hello again."