Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Released to Destroy ❯ The Beginning of The End ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
I don’t own any characters in this fiction (I wish I owned Shadow and Tails but I don’t) unless of course I make them up. If there are any specifically important characters which I make then I will tell you ok? Crappy background characters are like red-shirts in Star-Trek for me so I probably wont give them more inventive names than Billy or….Ted.
Good as long as we understand each other, this is my first fiction and as such don’t expect it to be perfect and as I don’t get great grades in English it is only the spell-checker keeping you all from certain doom, or at least certain sore-eyes.
One more thing, due to an over-active filter that claims Fanfiction.net is Occult? Don’t know where that came from. I am unable to get access to it and as such would be grateful If someone could post this on the website and perhaps convince more people to post on Mediaminer too. If you see any situations in here you would like to use for your own feel free to use them and gain inspiration, I don’t mind really , its flattery.
If I get Mobian history wrong then tough, just go with it. This is set in the SATAM world with hints of whatever else I want in here, I’ve never read Archie so I don’t know what either.
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Mobius, its timeline full of war, legends and mystery. Tales of ancient powers hide in its history and secret government war machines lie in secret locations. Forgotten to all except the few who know their full potential.
Our tale begins on one military instillation built upon a beautiful island, it is here a break in is currently in progress.
Metallic soldiers fire into the smoke where the main entrance had stood. Soldiers and guards rush to meet them and their screams ring out into the cold night as beams of energy hit them ripping apart limbs and leaving bloody stumps behind. Survivors are taken to become like them, slaves of metal and pawns of their “Master”.
A man walks through the smoke, his roboticised hand smacks a wounded soldier out of his path, his creations walk with him. Unstoppable except by a handful they tower over the poor humans, “you could almost feel sorry for them” he thought to himself “almost”. His grandfather had worked for the Overlander military and had left behind great secrets, now he could finally find them after reading his grandfather’s diary.
He was of course Doctor Julian Robotnik, evil scientist and tyrannical dictator and he was currently standing at a fifty foot steel door named the Iron Gate, and behind it -according to his grandfather lay the Ultimate Weapon. A creature that would tear armies in two and survive and recover from anything thrown at it provided it was left with breath in its lungs and anger in its soul.
The door opened.
The room inside was dusty and had clearly not been used in sometime, embedded in the dust was the skeletal remains of an old soldier and surprisingly the blood was still there.
It had sprung from the mans throat and been sprayed across the room.
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The creature stirred in its forced sleep. Most thought that cryogenic freezing would shut down the brain as it did the body but it didn’t. It thought and it wished for freedom.
It had been here for too long.
A trapped mind, vaguely aware of its immensely powerful body but unable to move or feel it. So it waited and swore by anything it could think of that the organism that released it would be greatly rewarded before the mission was completed. After all it would never age or die but whatever released it would only have one measly lifetime to be rewarded, and if you learn one thing after being trapped in your own mind for so long it is this.
Either get very patient or go insane.
At this point the creature was wondering if it was in fact 50-50 but It could handle waiting a bit.
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Rob otnik had his soldiers set up the cryogenic freeze chamber inside with a portable power pack and load it onto his transport. The insides were misted up, concealing the beast within but written clearly on the glass, in blood, were these words.
It had been these words that had stopped the scientist from opening the pod straight away, he was a genius after all. To release such a supposedly powerful creature when it was clearly mad would be foolish, but he would study it and learn its powers and then perhaps release it.
Some good truly had come from Perfect Chaos, Robotnik had learned not to trust immensely powerful creatures without some leverage. As a result it was not released immediately and the planet got a much higher chance of survival.
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As soon as the transport arrived in Robotropilis he had it sent down to a secret bunker and sent his nephew grumbling to devise a few traps. Just in case.
“But even if those Freedom Fur balls do get in there, you need a Chaos Emerald to wake that.. that thing up. They surely can’t have one of those”. The thought reassured him as he set off to do as many tests as possible on the Project as possible.
He didn’t notice a wizened little metallic hedgehog peeking through the vents at him, or did he see it sneak of to report its findings to the Freedom Fighters.
Sir Charles, the only person to ever break through the roboticisers will-controlling ways and now a valuable spy to the resistance.
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The orange kitsune ran towards through Knothole village to the communications hut, Sonic had passed him easily around ten seconds back but it didn’t matter. He was Sonic after all, around as patient as a deadly lava flow and around twice as hard to keep still.
Aunt Sally had received an urgent message from Sir Charles, or Uncle Chuck as Sonic and Tails affectionately referred to him as, and as the newest Freedom Fighter she felt this would be useful in seeing just what Tail’s huge brain could think up. Although she was a very intelligent Mobian she knew that some things had to be left to the really high IQ’s and… well experimental super weapons sounded a bit out of her depth.
Tails POW
As he ran into the hut he saw the a few others already there. Sonic was leaning against the wall tapping his foot impatiently, whilst Rotor was attempting to clean up the transmission from Uncle Chuck and Sally was chatting to Bunnie Rabbot, the most ironically named cyborg in the history of history itself.
I hope they aren’t all waiting for me, then again if they are it means I’m important enough to wait for!
“what’s going on?” he asked innocently.
Uncle Chucks face turned to face him onscreen.
“Now that everyone is here I have terrible news, Robotnik has a new weapon” he announced.
Good as long as we understand each other, this is my first fiction and as such don’t expect it to be perfect and as I don’t get great grades in English it is only the spell-checker keeping you all from certain doom, or at least certain sore-eyes.
One more thing, due to an over-active filter that claims Fanfiction.net is Occult? Don’t know where that came from. I am unable to get access to it and as such would be grateful If someone could post this on the website and perhaps convince more people to post on Mediaminer too. If you see any situations in here you would like to use for your own feel free to use them and gain inspiration, I don’t mind really , its flattery.
If I get Mobian history wrong then tough, just go with it. This is set in the SATAM world with hints of whatever else I want in here, I’ve never read Archie so I don’t know what either.
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Mobius, its timeline full of war, legends and mystery. Tales of ancient powers hide in its history and secret government war machines lie in secret locations. Forgotten to all except the few who know their full potential.
Our tale begins on one military instillation built upon a beautiful island, it is here a break in is currently in progress.
Metallic soldiers fire into the smoke where the main entrance had stood. Soldiers and guards rush to meet them and their screams ring out into the cold night as beams of energy hit them ripping apart limbs and leaving bloody stumps behind. Survivors are taken to become like them, slaves of metal and pawns of their “Master”.
A man walks through the smoke, his roboticised hand smacks a wounded soldier out of his path, his creations walk with him. Unstoppable except by a handful they tower over the poor humans, “you could almost feel sorry for them” he thought to himself “almost”. His grandfather had worked for the Overlander military and had left behind great secrets, now he could finally find them after reading his grandfather’s diary.
He was of course Doctor Julian Robotnik, evil scientist and tyrannical dictator and he was currently standing at a fifty foot steel door named the Iron Gate, and behind it -according to his grandfather lay the Ultimate Weapon. A creature that would tear armies in two and survive and recover from anything thrown at it provided it was left with breath in its lungs and anger in its soul.
The door opened.
The room inside was dusty and had clearly not been used in sometime, embedded in the dust was the skeletal remains of an old soldier and surprisingly the blood was still there.
It had sprung from the mans throat and been sprayed across the room.
------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------
The creature stirred in its forced sleep. Most thought that cryogenic freezing would shut down the brain as it did the body but it didn’t. It thought and it wished for freedom.
It had been here for too long.
A trapped mind, vaguely aware of its immensely powerful body but unable to move or feel it. So it waited and swore by anything it could think of that the organism that released it would be greatly rewarded before the mission was completed. After all it would never age or die but whatever released it would only have one measly lifetime to be rewarded, and if you learn one thing after being trapped in your own mind for so long it is this.
Either get very patient or go insane.
At this point the creature was wondering if it was in fact 50-50 but It could handle waiting a bit.
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Rob otnik had his soldiers set up the cryogenic freeze chamber inside with a portable power pack and load it onto his transport. The insides were misted up, concealing the beast within but written clearly on the glass, in blood, were these words.
“I am ageless, I am immortal, I am the flawless existence.
I will stalk your kind for all eternity and reign down Chaotic Fire upon the betrayers.
I will destroy.
00:27:53:00”
They had been written from the inside, and very carefully. Almost as if from a pen, or just perhaps -a quill.I will stalk your kind for all eternity and reign down Chaotic Fire upon the betrayers.
I will destroy.
00:27:53:00”
It had been these words that had stopped the scientist from opening the pod straight away, he was a genius after all. To release such a supposedly powerful creature when it was clearly mad would be foolish, but he would study it and learn its powers and then perhaps release it.
Some good truly had come from Perfect Chaos, Robotnik had learned not to trust immensely powerful creatures without some leverage. As a result it was not released immediately and the planet got a much higher chance of survival.
-------------------------------------------------------- -
As soon as the transport arrived in Robotropilis he had it sent down to a secret bunker and sent his nephew grumbling to devise a few traps. Just in case.
“But even if those Freedom Fur balls do get in there, you need a Chaos Emerald to wake that.. that thing up. They surely can’t have one of those”. The thought reassured him as he set off to do as many tests as possible on the Project as possible.
He didn’t notice a wizened little metallic hedgehog peeking through the vents at him, or did he see it sneak of to report its findings to the Freedom Fighters.
Sir Charles, the only person to ever break through the roboticisers will-controlling ways and now a valuable spy to the resistance.
------------------------------------------------------ ------
The orange kitsune ran towards through Knothole village to the communications hut, Sonic had passed him easily around ten seconds back but it didn’t matter. He was Sonic after all, around as patient as a deadly lava flow and around twice as hard to keep still.
Aunt Sally had received an urgent message from Sir Charles, or Uncle Chuck as Sonic and Tails affectionately referred to him as, and as the newest Freedom Fighter she felt this would be useful in seeing just what Tail’s huge brain could think up. Although she was a very intelligent Mobian she knew that some things had to be left to the really high IQ’s and… well experimental super weapons sounded a bit out of her depth.
Tails POW
As he ran into the hut he saw the a few others already there. Sonic was leaning against the wall tapping his foot impatiently, whilst Rotor was attempting to clean up the transmission from Uncle Chuck and Sally was chatting to Bunnie Rabbot, the most ironically named cyborg in the history of history itself.
I hope they aren’t all waiting for me, then again if they are it means I’m important enough to wait for!
“what’s going on?” he asked innocently.
Uncle Chucks face turned to face him onscreen.
“Now that everyone is here I have terrible news, Robotnik has a new weapon” he announced.