Stirring on the Ark (Canon Only)

[sterlingmod]

If you look through the desolate halls it was obvious to see that the place hadn't been touched for years. Well, since the last Doctor had decided to do a little project in without an invitation. The base seemed to finally be at peace to hide it's cache of information and files that more often than not bastardized the nature moral itself.

The peace of this place, a place that had seen more than its share of injustice and crossed lines, was compromised by a bright flash that lit up just about a whole sector. The eerie serenity was doused with the popping and crackling of energy that permeated the air.

From the epicenter of this energy, a figure as bright as the light that disturbed the once dim space was spat out onto the cold steel floor, the momentum sliding it a few feet before coming to a quite stop. The body lay on the hard metal, unmoving.

After a few moments, signs of life. The white being coughed and let out a quite moan, lifting itself from the floor with it's arms slowly and shaking the disorientation off from the harsh entrance. After getting a hold of its senses, it gingerly lifted itself to its feet, still a bit dazed from the event. The thing that stood was a hedgehog, white as snow and shaken, but seemed no worse for ware. Finally, after taking a lethargic look around, he opened his drooping eyes fully, his alertness been returned to him.

"Wha-... Where did I end up?" his voice a bit quiet. "Did I accidentally teleport here or..." the psychic sometimes had experiences where his own teleportation ability would fritz out on him, so this was the first explanation to come to his mind.

This was different though... it was true he could teleport, but it wasn't for long distances so it never created such a problem if he messed it up. It was time for him to move and find out what he had gotten into.

He wandered down the halls, searching for windows to the outside to see exactly what was going on. The halls got darker and darker as they went, forcing him to concentrate his powers, causing his body to let off a soft teal glow.. It wasn't much for illumination but it helped.

The hog furrowed his brows as he searched his mind for what he had even been doing before ending up in this dump. His hand idly clenched and unclenched as he thought... Wait, I was holding something before, right?

Before he could dwell on that thought he found himself rounding a corner to find a steel door emanating a light from its cracks. How strange... this whole place looked old and abandoned. How could it be lit anywhere?

The hedge quietly sidled up to the door, placing his ear to it to listen to any sign of activity.

[ryukami]

Deep within the abandon space station the hum of industrious research filled the dark corridors. Crackling electricity and the hum of machines tirelessly laboring filled the stale air. Behind massive, vaulted doors is where this sound emanated from and within was a man, tirelessly laboring on his latest diabolical experiment.

Dr. Eggman stood hunched over a complex looking computer, pounding on the keys like a madman as he wore a devious smirk. It was a monstrous thing, with several screens all displaying what appeared to be diagrams and data. Some of them flashed with models of wormholes while others displayed shapes, forms and numbers only a mind like the doctor's could comprehend. Attached to the machine was mass of wires and cables, some of which glowed an eerie blue color and crackled with a strange, otherworldly energy.

The wires snaked their way to a massive machine.It was a horrific looking thing; four large spires jutted from the ground, looking like the crooked claws of a giant mechanical monster. The outside of the spires was made of large metal plates and massive plugs that the snaking wires attached to. The insides of the spires glowed with the same unsettling blue energy that coursed through the cabals. At the tip of each of the four spires the blue energy shot down in four crackling, lighting-like beams, all of them aimed at what appeared to be a ball of dense, morphic black energy.

As the streams intensified in their power the crackling sound grew louder and the Doctor's smirk grew wider. "Yes...Yes! This is excellent! Everything is going according to plan. While the Time-Eater may be long dead, my study of the creature allowed me to produce this marvel! Space and time is within my grasp once again! For now all I can do is produce a rifts, but the more I play with my little creation, the closer I get to understanding it's full potential!" The doctor said with glee as he watched the progress of his experiment.

So taken with his own genius was the Eggman that unknown to him he was not alone on the Ark. Luckily, however, he had re-activated the security cameras of the place and had Swat-Bot monitoring the whole space-station. Ever vigilant, it watched the cameras diligently, it's single red mechanical eye catching sight of the silver hedgehog on one of the many screens before it. In haste it pushed a button and sirens in Eggman's laboratory screeched and flashed with red light.

"Intruder alert, Intruder alert. Enemy has been spotted in the station" A mechanical female voice droned over the speaker system. "How!? How could somebody possibly find me here!?" The doctor yelled in frustration. He slammed his fists against the computer in rage and yelled a command at the machine. "Computer, synch with the security cameras at once! I want to see our little guest with my own eyes!"

With those words the computer displayed the image of the lost and confused hedgehog, the doctor looking both angry yet excited as he eyed the silver psychic. "So...it's that one is it? Interesting....interesting indeed. Perhaps something I've been doing here changed something in his time. I'll have to question him when I take him in." Dr. Eggman said to himself. "But...how to deal with this little interloping intruder....That is the question of the day....Perhaps I should send him....while he may be untrustworthy, he is by far the strongest tool I have at my command right now." The good doctor continued.

After those words Eggman stormed over to a grounder unit and grabbed it by the arm, dragging it away from it's frantic work. "You!! Go get me shadow the hedgehog and tell him we have a little trash of the hedgehog variety that needs to be brought to the lab for proper disposal!" The doctor said harshly to his minion. In the closest thing to fear a robot could have, the hapless grounder unit said "Yes, Master" and bolted off to find the Eggman's black-furred ally.

[Arthur]

The sound of metal being crushed resonated from the shadows where the little grounder took off to, the sounds of steps coming towards the eggman taking it's place, a black hedgehog stepping into the light, his red eyes looking around him disinterested with his surroundings as he had been around almost every corner of this space station in most of his experiences even some of his flash backs of when he roamed these halls with Maria.

In his black oil soaked right hand was a grounder head being clutched by the wires and pipes that attached it to it's body which was now lost somewhere in the shadows.
The dark hedgehog tossed the decapitated head towards the doctor to cause it to roll and skirt across the ground to the feet of the evil genius.
"Did you call for me Doctor?" he asked as he crossed his arms, his ruby coloured eyes staring up towards the overlander.

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Cold steel brushed the face of the pale hedgehog as he tried to gain a clue of what could be happening in the other room... if anything was happening at all. The ambient lighting bounced off the walls and onto the hog's quills, making him appear as silvery as his name, making him practically blend in with the scenery if it weren't for his gold-trim cuffs and cyan glow which quickly dissipated anyways as he dropped his focus along with his guard.

Straining his ears, he failed to hear anything through the thick metal door other than the white-noise of whirring machinery. "C'mon.." he muttered to himself. The white hog was growing frustrated; he did not come for any fight, he just wanted to know what was going on, where he was, and why he got there. The psychic figured that he could just twist the metal out of his way, but he figured it wise to conserve his energy and avoid making a ruckus just in case.