Prison Island; an island not far from where Westside Island was located, set up by a coalition of various kingdoms and communities around Mobius following the end of the War. There was the state of the art most advanced security systems made possible by the most brilliant minds of these communities working together as well as the guards being made out of forces from all involved communities carefully selected to be incorruptible with the officials and warden just as carefully selected.
The Prison Island was set up to house the most dangerous and monstrously evil criminals and terrorists on Mobius. They would be kept under lock and key and not a single millisecond on the island was lost; various security cameras with 24/7 surveillance as well as various motion sensors and there wasn't an area on the entire island that wasn't caught on tape. There were back up generators to the back up generators' back up generators and the system to the security was being maintained 24/7 as well.
Right now being dragged to his cell to await his trial would be the newest prisoner being brought to the most secure level on the entire of Prison Island. Robotnik looking dishevelled and furious was clad in an orange prisoner's jumpsuit with his hands together in manacles as well as his feet as he dragged forward by the biggest guards on duty as he was surrounded by armed guards.
"Get your feeble appendages off me... I am a higher being of an IQ that you can't begin to comprehend... Once I escape; I swear that that every single one of your family members will be forced to do factory work building my glorious inventions..." ranted Robotnik looking furious as he did his best to protest and he was then tossed in his small cell none too gently.
"Welcome to your new home Robotnik; every inch of this cell is protected by a field that is an EMP that will fry so much as a laser pointer. No chances were taken in bringing your cell together. Better get comfortable as you will be rotting here..." taunted one of the guards as he was then left to his thoughts.
There was a hologram showing up in the cell (set up so that they could do without TVs in the cells) and he fumed as it was showing the news coverage for the United Federation of Sonic and his team's medal ceremony and around Mobius; them all being celebrated as heroes especially his hated nemesis Sonic. It infuriated him; "I had it... The power of all 7 Chaos Emeralds at my fingertips... I was going to literally crush him underneath the foot of my greatest creation... It went all so wrong... Now I am reduced to this; everyone will pay..." Robotnik fumed and it only got worst as there were several statements being reported about Robotnik being neutralised as a threat now.
If only they knew...
"Fancy meeting you here Doctor..." said a raspy voice and Robotnik looked to the small glass window of his cell so that he could look at his neighbour and underneath there was the name there. Robotnik looked and saw the name Archibald Charlemagne.
The infamous ex-President of the United Federation who was more than happy to declare War on the first path to claim Mobius for the Federation under his rule. Robotnik could hardly recognise him for it was clear that time wasn't kind to him. Charlemagne as seen on the televised speeches and interviews that he had made plenty; had been a strong presentable and confident man in his prime but now he was thin; his formerly well trimmed hair was long and messy and he spotted quite a dirty beard.
"Charlemagne; didn't give thought to who they would put me next to but to think of how the mighty have fallen... President with aspirations of taking the entire planet for the human race and now this?" Robotnik laughed as he did find the irony to be delicious.
"Same could be said about you as well... Managing to rebuild yourself after your first loss and defeat after so long and keeping those filthy animals on their toes as you managed to build quite an army and claimed this planet's most powerful artefacts for yourself. I had been rooting for you." Charlemagne commented with his best grin and Robotnik took the praise. "Kindred spirits you and I; I imagine that your intelligence can come up with an escape plan and afterwards we can work together as true visionaries..." Charlemagne continued on but Robotnik looked at him for his comment and started snickering which turned to laughter.
"Something funny Doctor?" Charlemagne asked and Robotnik stopped himself and started nodding.
"The fact that you call yourself a 'visionary' or think that you can be compared to me is quite laughable. I am a higher being gifted with an intellect who dreamed of a world ruled by science and the superiority of technology who had the means to put that dream into reality. You however was an overblown politician who waged a war for your own ego and hungry for power and left it to your underlings to win your War for you. Tell me how much of the plan to kill that King came from you? Did you just sign off on it and took credit for the success and using Brass as a PR stunt to fuel support for your War?" Robotnik retorted and Charlemagne grew angry.
"Watch your tone; I had a great vision for the future of our kind on this miserable rock, make it the new Earth with those animals serving under us! The company you worked for had funding from my Government to build that robot army for me? I was the President remember; I had power just like you had..." Charlemagne chastised but Robotnik's laughter returned causing Charlemagne to grew furious.
"That robot army was always for me; it was always for my rise to power. My plan was to fire upon the Acorn's palace and pass your death off as executed before I could arrive. I planned to use my popularity to become the new President." Robotnik told him and Charlemagne's mouth was wide open at the mere idea that some lowly scientist at the time would DARE try something like that. "Plus power? You never had actual power in your life; political power is nothing... It makes politicians think that they are untouchable and that they could get away with murder but if they are circled by armed forces then that political power is not going to help you at all. What would being the elected President of all of Mobius save you if the most advanced aliens in the universe came to invade; best would be that you would be put into a bunker until they find you or just destroy the entire planet. I had the intelligence to create and plan; I had the resourcefulness to find what I needed to build my Empire. Did your approval ratings or political power help you when they captured you and your replacement just surrendered? How does your adoring crowd view you now? Before me; you were the hated monster." Robotnik taunted and Charlemage's fury grew.
"There are still those out there that believe in my cause; waiting and biding their time. As long as someone believes in the cause and as I breathe..." Charlemagne said but Robotnik interrupted him with a 'blah-blah-blah' chant.
"What resources do your stupid fans have besides being able to yell or type in forums or complain on angry news shows? If by some miracle you do escape; what's your plan for fighting the Kingdom of Acorn or even Sonic? They see you and one bullet to your head and that ends any plans for you. I however have left behind contingencies to be enacted to keep my Empire going until I get out of here. I am going to bring in a new era and be remembered as a force of nature; no matter what happens history is going to immortalise me. You? You will be lucky to be a footnote." Robotnik finished with a confident grin leaving Charlemagne furious at not being able to retort.
Came up with a first name for Charlemagne.