(An idea I had for a game, but realizing how futile it would be trying to actually present this to Sega and it being taken, I decided to make a fan-fiction out of it. More to come later.)
(EDIT: I didn't think I'd have a problem with this but I've been proven wrong twice so far. If you have any comments or questions about the fan fiction MESSAGE ME. Do NOT interupt the story by posting in it. Thank you.)
As he looked upon the chaos brought upon what was once peace and order, all he could do is smile and feel the inevitable sense of pride creeping upon him. This place once considered "beautiful" to most people was slowly being reduced to cinders and ashes by his mechanical troops. This now marks two years of his partial rule over most of the world and he expects to be in this position for a while, and what better way to celebrate two years of horror than crushing their hopes and dreams of rebelling by finally destroying the newly located resistance hide-out? Did they honestly think they could get away with it? Green Hill was just outside of his reach for the longest time, it was almost too obvious.
Suddenly, a cold shiver ran down the mans spine. Was this some type of omen? No, he doesn't believe in such nonsense, there is no fate, no destiny. He knows that he writes his own future, so how can something as silly as an omen exist? Yet he could not shake the feeling, then it became clear. It got colder. For a brief moment the area around him was chillier than before. Why?
The wind. It had been blowing at an even pace throughout the day, so why has it picked up so much just now? He then noticed that it was moving in a circular pattern around him and his hovercraft and one by one, his surrounding guards fell to pieces. The wind stopped, and a figure stands before him. He found it odd-looking. Not very tall at all. Spikes going down the back of it's head and down it's back. It sported white gloves and tacky red sneakers. It had a blue coat of fur save for the brown on it's arms, stomach, and snout. And those eyes. Those bright green eyes that were the first to be noticed by him would later haunt his dreams. 'Erinaceus albiventris.' He thought. 'A hedgehog.' Then it dawned on him.
"So," he said, "you're the one that has been causing me all the trouble the past few days I see. I found it hard to believe that one mere little hedgehog could do what various military units have yet to accomplish, yet my machines are programmed not to lie in their reports. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Dr. Robotnik, otherwise known as Dr. Eggman. It is an honor to meet such a formidable being such as yourself." He then gave a sarcastically respectful bow to the hedgehog before him. The hedgehog did not comply with a respectful gesture. On the contrary he was scratching his ear while looking elsewhere as if only half-listening to the doctor. "Yeah yeah," the hedgehog replied "I know who you are. You're the creep that's been causing all this trouble around the world the past couple of years. The name's Sonic, I'm here to see to it that you can't stir up any more problems." The doctor looked up from his bowed stance. "Oh? Well Sonic I regret to inform you that it wont be as easy as expected. I've yet to fully realize my dream ambitions and I tend to see to it that they are fulfilled. But why waste all of your efforts at such a futile attempt when there are other options? You could join me in my conquest. I could use someone like you in my mission to rule this world. I can see to it that you will have no want in this life. Everything you ever wanted, ever dreamed of could be yours my friend." Sonic looked at Dr. Eggman as if trying to figure out if he's serious. Then replied. "As if Egg-head. That's not really my style." The hedgehog said with a chuckle, then charged for the doctors hovercraft as it released a giant ball attached by a chain.