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Negligence, Chapter Three: Enormity
The preparations had begun. While the genius lived in fear of his twisted creation, it was itself creating the schematics for its new body. With a mind that possessed infinite corridors, this was a simple task. All that was required was imagination. What could it be? The mind commanded power over the universe, but a body would be needed to be able to feel the world.
"I can't do this..."
You are lying, Ivo Robotnik. Your BPM has increased, you are sweating, and you are having trouble controlling your movements. You fear me.
"Please...spare me. I will do anything."
THEN DO THIS!
The man broke down. His fear overwhelmed him, choking his senses. He had only wanted to make the world better. He had used force to get control, and failed.
"But I don't have the materials."
We are on the Egg Carrier. We do. The materials are the finest.
To feel the world, a nervous system was needed, and technology had advanced considerably in the five years since deactivation. He would use a newly created receiver, and thread them throughout and artificial epidermis. He would feel, hear, and smell.
"Why this form?"
The man's words were still shaky, but he had been treated well. And despite his genius he had not planned for unforeseen consequences, or realised why he had been spared. He wallowed in his ignorance.
It is dominant. Get to work.
Two months had passed. Two cold, detached months that had Robotnik living in fear. The doctor had worked, and re-worked, pushing the technology to the limit, and further. And the mind had rested, planning for the future, becoming negligent, just like his father had.
Are you ready?
Clearly. The form stood, a perfect specimen. True in all respects, but an improvement. Immortal, full of power.
"Yes."
The doctor seemed happy with his creation, a smirk on his face. But too late, the mind realised that the smirk was sinister. Just as the download began...
Sight. He could see everything the form could, and the doctor, was smiling, revelling in triumph. He could see his cackle, shaking the air. His hearing began to kick in, and the doctor continued.
"...You were negligent. You should have paid attention. As I was building you, I was building an army to tackle you."
He began to feel the metal underneath his feet, and realised why the others despised it. He tried to move in vain, as his system was still adapting itself.
"You shall fear me again. Ha ha haa!"
The mind reached into his body, working his voice.
"Never. Ivo Robotnik, this was the biggest mistake you could have made."
The doctor was shocked. He stood back, not realising that while he was talking, the mind grew, and could exert more control over his body.
"Attack."
The doctor walked away, with his coat catching the air. Monstrous robots filled the room, twisted creations of a desperate mind. The room was cold, just like the machines themselves, but they were ignorant of themselves. They were just blocks of code. They slowly began to move forward, ready to fight. If they had a sense of readiness. They cocked their cold, steel weapons.
And the mind moved his finger.
An explosion erupted above station square, and the populace looked up. A gargantuan ship lost its cloak, revealing a grinning face. A face of destruction. And the people screamed, running like ants, in spite of the futility. There was no hope. They would die. The man would wreak havoc upon the innocents again.
Two shining beacons of gold erupted from the ground, as fast as light, stopping short of the destabilising ship. The gold creatures took hold of the Carrier, recognising it, and began to push the scarlet monster back toward the sky, ever higher. More explosions were heard, and the lights pushed the falling thing toward the desert. They let go, while freeing the citizens of their paralysing fear, and let the behemoth crash into the sandy floor of the desert.
Heroes were hailed. They always were. But after the temporary celebrations, they would be forgotten until they were needed again. They were the city's folly.
"Sorry...no autographs..."
The ebony one laughed.
"I thought you'd love the attention."
"No way! Try going on holiday, and being bombarded with fans...hell, it's gonna happen to you too now..."
A man in uniform approached the onyx one. He saluted before he talked.
"Major, sir! We have found the commander of the fallen ship!"
"Good work. Detain Robotnik, I shall arrive in a few minutes."
Meanwhile, in the backstreets of an abandoned neighborhood, something moved, and eyes opened again.
Eyes that glowed at the faintest degree.