The "Get Violent" Video Game RPG

Sora walked threw the streets in awe. He had never seen anything like this place. It was so strange to see so many people in one place. And their cloths they weren't much different than his but they still gave him strange looks. He had allot to learn about this place. He dazed into the sci to see something unexpected. It was a small purple dragon. Other people saw too and pointed in surprise. Some had looks of awe, and fear. He then realized they had never seen a dragon before. Maybe these where one of the people whom the king spoke of. As Sora stared he failed to notice a small black creatures moving out from nearby alleys. When Sora finally saw them it was too late they had already begun their attack on the pedestrians. "Heartless!!" He yelled as he pulled out his keyblade he began a furious combo attack on a group that were attacking a small girl. they a vanished with the swipe of his keyblade. But others where in trouble. He took out as many as possible but there where to many to take on. All he could hope was that the people would escape. Many Heartless turned to face the Keyblade master. The all lunged at him at once.

"Fire!" He shouted out. Flames began to surround him. Burning any heartless that touched the fire. But more came. He jumped into the air and threw his keyblade at a group of heartless. After destroying them the keyblade appeared back in his hands.. "Huff.. There too many. I must be more outta shape than I thought. I wish Donald and Gooffy where here." He said as the Shadow Heartless made there way towards him.
 
IC: Spyro the Dragon

Sora walked threw the streets in awe. He had never seen anything like this place. It was so strange to see so many people in one place. And their cloths they weren't much different than his but they still gave him strange looks. He had allot to learn about this place. He dazed into the sci to see something unexpected. It was a small purple dragon. Other people saw too and pointed in surprise. Some had looks of awe, and fear. He then realized they had never seen a dragon before. Maybe these where one of the people whom the king spoke of. As Sora stared he failed to notice a small black creatures moving out from nearby alleys. When Sora finally saw them it was too late they had already begun their attack on the pedestrians. "Heartless!!" He yelled as he pulled out his keyblade he began a furious combo attack on a group that were attacking a small girl. they a vanished with the swipe of his keyblade. But others where in trouble. He took out as many as possible but there where to many to take on. All he could hope was that the people would escape. Many Heartless turned to face the Keyblade master. The all lunged at him at once.

"Fire!" He shouted out. Flames began to surround him. Burning any heartless that touched the fire. But more came. He jumped into the air and threw his keyblade at a group of heartless. After destroying them the keyblade appeared back in his hands.. "Huff.. There too many. I must be more outta shape than I thought. I wish Donald and Gooffy where here." He said as the Shadow Heartless made there way towards him.

Spyro didn't know this boy with the strange spiky hair and a large key, but he wasn't going to let him hang to dry. Spyro noticed the human summon a ring of flames and felt it neccesary to one-up him. He immediately glided to the group of black creatures and started to breathe short spurts of flames and started conversing during the fight.

"How's that for flames?"

Spyro then stood next to the boy with the large key weapon, Sparx behind him.

"Who needs anybody else when you've got Spyro the Dragon on your side?"
 
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IC:Link



As I continued down this concrete path towards the 'library' where the merchant told me to go to learn about this area I have found myself in. I was running as fast as I could, until a boy a little younger than me appeared. He looked at me engaged to fight. I withdrew only my Master Sword. He took out what seemed to be a small, red and white bomb.

"Nidoking! I choose you!" the boy cried as he threw the bomb to the ground and it exploded. A purpulish monster then emerged from the explosion of light.

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How is this young lad able to summon that of a demon? No matter. I shall defeat it like the many demons that I have slain on my quest to defeat Ganondorf. I withdrew my sword, nothing else and prepared for battle.

"Nidoking! Power Punch!"

The monster landed a powerful hit to me and I landed a few paces away from where I was just standing. Struggling to get up, I jumped and slashed the monster, but it shook me off unharmed.

"Dude! What are you doing!?!"

"How hast thou able to summon thy demon?"

"Demon? This is a Pokemon! Don't you have one?"

"Pok...e....mon?"

This boy and his 'Pokemon' had me baffled. What powers did they posess? Were they after the Tri-Force?

"Here."

Then he tossed me a red and white ball and I caught it.

"It's a Pikachu. I never liked it anyways. You can have him."

I then put the ball in my pocket. I had a strange feeling that I might need it soon. Then the boy withdrew his 'Pokemon' and walked off.

"Thank you."

Now to continue my journey to the library.
 
IC: Gold: Pokemon Trainer


It was a beautiful day outside of New Bark Town, where long-time Pokemon Trainer Gold was battling a rookie that was just started out.

"Larvitar! I choose you!"

Gold threw his two Pokeballs at the ground and two of his Pokemon emerged from them before returning to his hand.

"Go! Tyrogue! Use High Kick!"

"Larvitar! Protect!"

Larvitar's shell became harder and shinier to deflect the incoming Tyrogue's kick. It was successful and the enemy Tyrogue fell.

"Now use Thrash!"

Then Gold's level 29 Larvitar took the opposing Pokemon and threw them across the field, and the Tyrogue was knocked out upon landing.

"No! Tyrogue, return! Go Chikorita!"

A Chikorita then emerged from the boy's Pokeball. Gold could tell right away that it was the boy's starter Pokemon.

"Larvitar return! Totodile! Go! Use Water Gun!"

Then Gold's Totodile was released and shot a spray of water at the Chikorita. Nearly Drowning it.

"Chiky! Use Razor Leaf!"

"Evade!"

The Chikorita fired many leaves from it's head, but Gold's Totodile easily dodged them, for otherwise it would've been bad for Totodile if he didn't.

"Now! Totodile use Iron Tail!"

Then Totodile's tail then beacme shiny with power and struck the Chikorita. It was then knocked out.

"No! I lost!"

Gold then sympathized with the boy. He was like him at one point and wanted to cheer him up. Gold then returned his Totodile and and walked over to the new trainer.

"Good battle, kid. You were good."

"But my Chikorita." He said holding his knocked out Pokemon.

"Here. Use this."

Then Gold took out a Potion from his bag, and handed it to him.

"Thanks." Then the boy used the potion and called back his Pokemon and ran with joy. But all of a sudden, Gold's vision was turning black, and he was going crazy, and fainted. But he awoke in what he thought was the biggest city he's ever been to, and saw a sign bearing it's name.

"New York City?"
 
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Red crouched behind the car, hiding from Mewtwo. "Okay, we don't have long. Pokemon are creatures that can manipulate their environment much more than regular animals. This one, Mewtwo, is known as a Psychic-type, meaning it can manipulate psychic energy, giving it abilities of telepathy and telekinesis."



Fox looked at him in confusion. "Where the hell are you from, kid?"



"Hang on." Red stood up and began shouting orders. "Charizard, I need you to fly over here and protect us! Ivysaur, use your Bind attack to hold Mewtwo while Squirtle uses his Bubblebeam attack! Umbreon, suck Mewtwo into a Dark Void as quick as possible!"



Mewtwo turned just in time two see Ivysaur's vines wrap around him and squeeze hard. Squirtle then opened it mouth wide as hundred of bubbles flew towards him, hitting him hard in the face several times. Umbreon stared hard at Mewtwo as its head began to become enveloped in a dark mist.​



Charizard landed hard on the car in front of Fox and Red. Red hopped on onto its back and held his hand out to Fox. "You're going to need to trust me. Let's go."
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I stare at this boy hesitantly. I just met him! How am I supossed to trust him? I hear the sound of men yelling behind me, and quickly turn. I see this planet's police officers running out of the hole in the window and coming straight for me, their guns loaded and aimed right at me.

"Guess I got no choice, kid!" I grab his hand, and flip onto the giant dragon. We lift off into the air, as the police officers begin to open fire on us.

"Hey! Hey!" One of the men screams. "He's with a civilian, hold your fire!"

The dragon takes us higher and higher into the air, as we quickly flee the confrontation. I turn to Red, and sigh heavily in exhaustion. I place the gun in the holster, and secure it into place.

"Alright, Red." I say calmly. "Maybe we should clear the air here?" I sigh again, and look down at the ground. It's a long way to fall. But I'm just glad to get a minute to breathe. "Where you from?"
 
IC: LARA CROFT

As I'm packing my things, Bryce comes into the room. He is clearly puzzled by my impromptu trip. He stares blankly at my backpack as I place items in it. Finally, he speaks up.

"Going somewhere?"

"The States, actually,"
I respond without taking my eyes off what I'm doing.

He continues to look puzzled, even more so now. "The States?" he repeats.

"New York City," I elaborate. "I hear it's quite lovely this time of year."

"I can't imagine that anything would be lovely about the States, to be honest," Bryce jokes.

"Be nice!" I reprimand him. I look at the items scattered across the bed as I decide what exactly to take. I grab a few handfuls of grenades, to be safe. I'm taking my pistols with me as well. You never know what could happen. And the advantage of being wealthy is that you can fly private jets...thus allowing you to pack such things in your carry-on. "I'm meeting some American archaeologist that wanted to speak with me about an artifact. He sounded quite nice on the phone."

Bryce doesn't reply. Instead, he just stands with his arms folded.

"Oh, lighten up. I'll be back before you know it," I assure him. "You know me. I have a talent for taking care of myself."
 
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Red and Fox flew into the air on Charizard's back. Umbreon's Dark Void attack had thrown Mewtwo into a deep confusion, and it was fighting to reorient itself. Red trusted his Pokemon, but not for long against a foe like this.

Fox, on the other hand, seemed to want answers, and now. "Where you from?"

Red sighed. "Pallet Town."

Fox looked at him strangely. "Never heard of it."
"I don't think its anywhere around here. I was searching for a rare Pokemon, and when I found it, it teleported me here. I don't know why I'm here, or why Mewtwo wants to kill me, but I do know that if we don't do something quick it will not only kill us, but tons of innocent people as well." Red looked down at the police who were trying to apprehend Fox. "Listen, if we prevent an attack, they might listen to us. You might be able to reason with them."
 
IC: SHADOW

Shadow was very pleased with himself. He hadn't even been in New York for a day and he had already found a Chaos Emerald. He could feel the emerald's power flow through his veins, embracing the new found strengths it brought. Shadow took out the audio transmitter and turned it on.

"Sonic, this is Shadow," he said, speaking into the transmitter. "I've got some good news-I am currently in the possession of a Chaos Emerald."
 
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Red and Fox flew into the air on Charizard's back. Umbreon's Dark Void attack had thrown Mewtwo into a deep confusion, and it was fighting to reorient itself. Red trusted his Pokemon, but not for long against a foe like this.​

Fox, on the other hand, seemed to want answers, and now. "Where you from?"

Red sighed. "Pallet Town."

Fox looked at him strangely. "Never heard of it."
"I don't think its anywhere around here. I was searching for a rare Pokemon, and when I found it, it teleported me here. I don't know why I'm here, or why Mewtwo wants to kill me, but I do know that if we don't do something quick it will not only kill us, but tons of innocent people as well." Red looked down at the police who were trying to apprehend Fox. "Listen, if we prevent an attack, they might listen to us. You might be able to reason with them."
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I sigh, and look down at the police officers.

"Look, Red." I start. "They think I'm a criminal or a vigilantee. Either way, they don't want me on the streets. And since I have no idea about this planet, it's shaping up to be one of those days." I look at my communicator, and see a signal starting to get through the higher we go. I smile, and look at Red with hope. "Red, can you get this thing to go higher?"

Space

Aboard the Great Fox, the team of Star Fox work rapidly at their stations as they push buttons and type hasitly on their computer consoles. A large hare sits in the command chair in the middle of the room. He has a headset on, and keeps pushing the button on the earpiece.

"Hey, Peppy?" A figure that resembles a Toad says.

"Yes, Slippy?"

"I think we're getting a signal on Fox's communicator!"

"A signal?" The hare says excitedly. "Amazing! Where is he?"

"Uh...I don't know yet...he's somewhere in Galaxy M1W2." The Toad turns to a large robot standing in the corner of the room. "Hey, Rob. Think you can pinpoint his exact location?"

"I will try." The robot says in a monotone voice.

"Great!" The Toad says gleefully as he jumps into the air. "Peppy. Should we alert Falco and Krystal?"

"No, not yet." Peppy says in a calm voice. "They are still prepping the Arwings in the hanger. We'll alert them when we know exactly where Fox is."

"You got it, Peppy." Suddenly, a loud ringing and beeping noise fills the room from every speaker.

"Incoming message from General Pepper." The robot states.

"Patch him through." Peppy says in a commanding tone. A blue hologram suddenly appears from one of the raised platforms in the room. The being has the face of a dog, and wears a military uniform and hat.

"General Pepper here!" He begins. "Anything to report, Peppy?"

"Actually, sir, we have."

"Well don't keep me in suspense. What did you find?"

"We have a very vague idea of where Fox is. Just a few minutes ago, his communicator's signal came up on the radar."

"Great work, Peppy! Ever since we lost Fox in his hunt for Star Wolf, morale has been low." The General pauses for a moment. "So, how long until you can tell us where he is?"

"Fox McCloud is in Galaxy M1W2." The robot reports. "He is located on one of the planets. Any further details will take approximately thirty-six hours to decipher."

"Very well, then. Carry on Star Fox. When you find his location, inform me immediately. You know I am prepared to send the whole Cornerian fleet after him if necessary." Peppy laughs, and leans back in his chair.

"I don't think that will be necessary, sir. But thank you for the offer."

"Your welcome, Peppy. Fox has helped us many times in the past. I want to make sure I can offer the same hand he offered us." The General pauses again, and clears his throat. "How is Krystal holding up?" He asks compassionately.

"She's alright." Peppy says hesitantly. "When she found out, she was pretty depressed. Now she just wants us to find him."

"Understandable. Well, I'll let you get back to your work. Remember, don't hesitate to tell me if anything comes up."

"You got it, sir." Peppy says with a smile. The hologram disapears, and everyone goes back to their stations. Peppy stares out at the stars, and sighs. "Don't worry, Fox." He whispers to himself. "We'll find you."

Outside the Great Fox, a strange black ship flies quickly by at an intense velocity. Inside, a creature laughs in an evil diabolical tone. He hits a few buttons on the screens in the cockpit of his ship, and suddenly, a familiar conversation plays a loud through the ship's speakers.

"So, how long until you can tell us where he is?"

"Fox McCloud is in Galaxy M1W2."

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The being laughs. "Well, well, well, Fox. It appears you didn't run away from our battle. That last explosion sent you into a distant galaxy. Ha! Ha! And while the Great Fox wants more details before they come looking for you, I have all the information I need." The ship's thrusters suddenly burn a hot red, and the ship is propelled faster and faster through the stars. The being laughs again as his ship's wings fold and bend back. "No one escapes Wolf O'Donnell! Not even a McCloud!"
 
IC: LARA CROFT

"Can I get you anything, Ms. Croft?" the private flight attendant asks me. I peer out the window. We're somewhere over the Atlantic. I had forgotten how long a trans-Atlantic flight really was.

I look back at the flight attendant. He is waiting for a response. "No thank you. How much longer until we're in New York?"

"I don't expect it to be much longer,"
he states. He begins to walk away before adding, "I almost forgot..." The flight attendant turns and points a pistol at my head. What's going on here? No time to react - I have to defend myself.

I leap to my feet and grab his wrist. With my free hand, I grab his elbow. I twist my body and deliver my elbow to his face. I then point his arm at his foot as he pulls the trigger. He accidentally shoots his own foot. The pain causes him to drop his weapon. I release his arm, and he stumbles backwards. I then grab his forehead and slam it into the overhead compartment. He's knocked out cold.

"What the Hell was that?" I ask myself.

I hurry to the cockpit and open the door. The pilot is sitting there, unaware of the chaos that just ensued.

"Pilot! Something is wrong!" I announce exasperatedly.

I see him nod. "Yes...you're still alive."

My eyes widen at this statement. Oh no...he's in on this, too. Before I can turn away, the pilot spins around in his seat and hits me in the nose with the butt of a gun. It hurts like Hell, but I don't have time to dwell on it. I duck down as he fires his gun at me. I draw my own pistol and crouch behind his seat.

I twist his arm from behind, and he drops his gun with a shout. In my other hand, I place the pistol against his temple.

"Who are you working for?" I ask demandingly.

"You can just kill me now because I'll never tell you anything."

"I don't kill when I don't have to,"
I admit. Realizing that he isn't going to talk, I slam the handle of the gun into his temple, causing him to black out. It's a handy, nonlethal trick that I learned not that long ago. I pull his body of his seat and toss it into the back of the cockpit.

These men won't stay passed out forever. I'll slap some lifevests on them and drop their bodies into the ocean. I can't bring myself to kill for anything less than self-defense...and even then, it's unwillingly. At least if I drop them in the ocean, they stand some chance of surviving.

In the meantime, I get into the pilot's seat. I've flown small planes before - Cessna's and the like, but this is a private jet. I'm going to need help.

"Hello, this is Lara Croft," I announce over the radio, "I need someone to teach me how to pilot my plane."
 
John walked for hours it seemed, his mind fluttered with thoughts of this new world. This is when John spotted a peculiar man, this man was different from the rest. He was sporting an eyepatch and looked like he's seen his share of combat. John respected that. He walked up to the man.

"Excuse me." John said tapping the stranger on the shoulder, the stranger turned.

"Where am I? or better yet what year is it?"

Snake could honestly say he wasn't surprised by the sight of this guy. Today he'd seen just too much. He placed his hand on his gun, just incase. "Your guess is as good as mine pal. Best I know is this place is New York... on Earth, if you were wandering."
 
"Stabelisers?"

"Check."


"Power initators?"

"Check."

"Thrusters?"

"Looks like he can ride the grav ramp over the grind rails, then flip it all the way to--"

"Ratchet?"

"The thrusters are fine Clank, see?" Ratchet turned away from his old friend to activate to activate their vehicle, only for it to blow up in his face. "Well... they were fine." That's when the earthquake came. Clank clung to Ratchet's leg like a child as Ratchet himself clung to a nearby street lamp for dear life.

"What did you put in that thruster?"

"Nothing unusual! Except maybe that time traveling device Blinx gave us after he called it quits."

"Oh dear!" Clank sank his head into his body as a brilliant white light engulfed the two. When it finally ended, Ratchet sat up.

"So, uh, we still alive?" Clank didn't answer. "Clank, you okay little buddy? Need me to shove the socket back in your you-know-what?"

"Ratchet... that vehicle... its using... wheels." Ratchet looked in horror as a car drove straight towards them.

"Okay... what the hell?"
 
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Red [blackout]White[/blackout] and Black
Part I


North Korean Capital Building
Pyongyang, North Korea
3:12 A.M. Local Time

I crouch and look out into the darkness. Two guards, both with AK-47's strapped to their sides stand on both sides of the doorway. Once you get past them, it's a room full of motion detectors and lasers. Then it's home free to the North Korean databanks that hold all the nation's information.

It's impossible odds. I've faced worse.

Two quick shots from my silenced pistol find themselves buried in the guard's heads. I hurry up and move them out of light before progressing to my next target.

The room filled with lasers, I take a running start and do my best Baryshnikov impression, leaping through the air and avoiding the laser sensors. I open the door to the databank room when alarms start to go off.

"S***...."

I turn to run when my vision starts to darken, even with the night vision goggles on I can't see.

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The bright green of the night vision goggles blinds me as I slip them off and look around. I'm on a beach somewhere...​

"Mister...what the hell are you?"​

I pull myself up and look at the little boy looking at me.​

"Where am I?"

"You're on Coney Island."​

"New York?....What the hell?"
 
"It's a freakin' walking cat!" the driver screams as he rears the wheel and narrowly misses Ratchet's nose.

"A freakin' walking what?" Ratchet shot a puzzeled look at Clank.

"A cat... my memory banks do not recall ever hearing of one. Perhaps some sort of "hip" word for Lombax?"

"It talks too! And its got a robot!"

"Well, this thing knows you at least... speaking of which..."

"What is it?" The two look at each other, then stare back to find the figure running away.

"I think you scared it."

"Why me? You're the one that's armed."
 
Snake could honestly say he wasn't surprised by the sight of this guy. Today he'd seen just too much. He placed his hand on his gun, just incase. "Your guess is as good as mine pal. Best I know is this place is New York... on Earth, if you were wandering."
John extended his hand.

"Master Chief Petty Officer John-117 and you are?"
 
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Red White and Black
Part 2
Brooklyn

I've spent the last few hours getting my bearings. I'm not sure where I am, but I know for sure I'm not anywhere close to Lambert or the Third Echelon.

I stumble into a clothing store on the street. The people in the store gasp and look at me.

"What the **** is that???"

I rip my goggles off and stare at them, digging into my storage sack for the little emergency cash I always keep with me.

"I need some clothes and a duffle bag."

Ten minutes later, I'm stepping out of the store, my stealth gear in a duffle bag and my pistol resting in the holster on the small of my back.


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I hoof it down the street and find a pay phone, sliding a few quarters in slot.

"Operator."

"I need the NSA offices in Washington."

"One moment please...."

"National Security Agency central office, how may I help you?"

"Let me speak to Irving Lambert."

"Umm...I'm sorry, sir. But there is nobody like that at our offices.."

"Put me through to Lambert now!! This is Sam Fisher. Agent number 13-3456"

"Hold on one second, sir...."

I hear a click as she puts me on hold, I turn away from the pay phone and look at a store window.

"Oh my god...."

I let the phone slip through my fingers as I walk towards the store window.

"Sir?....Sir?"

I place my face to the glass and stare in....

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That's me...on the cover of a game?

"Tom Clancy? Who the hell is that?.....where the hell am I?"

I shake the cobwebs from my head and I hurry back to the pay phone. If this is the NSA I'm thinking about, they'll be tracing the call.

"Sir??!?!?!"

I slam the phone back on the hook and I dash off down the street. I'm heading uptown towards Manhattan.​
 
John extended his hand.

"Master Chief Petty Officer John-117 and you are?"

Snake meet's his hand, feeling somewhat relived to frind someone who's more of a stranger to this world than him. "The name's Jack. But you can call me Snake. Let me take a wild shot in the dark here... I'm guessing you don't know how you got here?"
 
IC: Cloud Strife

Cloud examined his new surrounds, noticing that his bike and swords had came with him through the door.

"Hello?" he called. Cloud walked through the forest and saw a darkened hallway leading out. He reluctantly entered the hall and made his way through the strange new location. He stooped as his path was blocked by a metallic door. He paused, then knocked on it. The door slid open to reveal a man in a swivel chair with many large computers behind him. The man was very strange looking. he wore a red coat with big gold buttons, and a black jumpsuit beneath it. He was bald, wore black goggles over his eyes, and had a big orange mustache. The man grinned.

"I apologize for the intrusion, sir. But I seem to be lost. Can you tell me where this place is?"
 
IC: SHADOW

Shadow was very pleased with himself. He hadn't even been in New York for a day and he had already found a Chaos Emerald. He could feel the emerald's power flow through his veins, embracing the new found strengths it brought. Shadow took out the audio transmitter and turned it on.

"Sonic, this is Shadow," he said, speaking into the transmitter. "I've got some good news-I am currently in the possession of a Chaos Emerald."

Sonic's eyes widened as he heard the news of Shadow's discovery. He picked up the tranciever and brought it to his lips.

"Awesome news. Don't let it fall into the wrong hands, Shad. These people have NO idea how dangerous the emeralds are. Keep a close eye on it."
 
IC: Luigi

Luigi walked cautiously down the streets of this bizarre new city. Suddenly, he sensed Mario's presence. He was in this city! A determined look swept over the Green Machine's face as he sped towards his brother's location.

"Hang on, bro! Here comes the Green Thunder!"
 
IC: Cloud Strife

Cloud examined his new surrounds, noticing that his bike and swords had came with him through the door.

"Hello?" he called. Cloud walked through the forest and saw a darkened hallway leading out. He reluctantly entered the hall and made his way through the strange new location. He stooped as his path was blocked by a metallic door. He paused, then knocked on it. The door slid open to reveal a man in a swivel chair with many large computers behind him. The man was very strange looking. he wore a red coat with big gold buttons, and a black jumpsuit beneath it. He was bald, wore black goggles over his eyes, and had a big orange mustache. The man grinned.

"I apologize for the intrusion, sir. But I seem to be lost. Can you tell me where this place is?"

Dr. Robotnik grinned as his spiky-haired guest arrived.

"Salutations, my friend! And, to answer your question, let's just say 'You're not in Kansas anymore,' HA HA!"
 
Dr. Robotnik grinned as his spiky-haired guest arrived.

"Salutations, my friend! And, to answer your question, let's just say 'You're not in Kansas anymore,' HA HA!"

Cloud's face twisted in confusion. Who WAS this guy?

"You... You know how I got here, don't you?"
 
Cloud's face twisted in confusion. Who WAS this guy?

"You... You know how I got here, don't you?"

Dr. Eggman rubbed his chin.

"Not necessarily... However, I DO know that you are not supposed to be here. Neither am I. We are the 'Lost Ones'."

The young man seemed more confused than ever. Robotnik cleared his throat.

"Allow me to explain: You see, we are not from this world. We are from worlds that (some of which), according to THIS world, are fictional. We were brought here by strange anomalies that brought a specific event into motion, which ended up with us being HERE. I was brought here when a tremendous amount of mystical energy was released. Tell me... What is the last thing you remember?"
 
Sonic's eyes widened as he heard the news of Shadow's discovery. He picked up the tranciever and brought it to his lips.

"Awesome news. Don't let it fall into the wrong hands, Shad. These people have NO idea how dangerous the emeralds are. Keep a close eye on it."

"No problem-and don't call me Shad." Shadow turned off the device. He stared at the green emerald in his hand, and remembered the last time he had to find the Chaos Emeralds. He didn't know who he could trust that time, could that be the case here as well? Sonic was reliable, but what if the Mayor or the government twisted his opinions? It was a risk he was apparently going to take.

Then, Shadow felt an unwelcome presence. The same presence that he felt before he came to this place. The presence that Shadow hated the most.

"Eggman," he said.
 

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