The Pentagon, Night.
The top members of the United States military sit down at a table in a joint meeting, held by Commander Walters, commander of the U.S. Armed Forces.
Commander Walters: 20 minutes ago, an energy surge knocked out power across the entire Pacific Northwest. What do we know?
Navy Chief of Staff: Well, our first instinct was it was an EMP. But electromagnetic pulses don't have that kind of power.
Air Force Chief of Staff: NASA has ruled out meteor strikes or solar flares.
Secretary of Homeland Security: The Department of Energy says it's not a power plant malfunction.
Commander Walters: Well...sounds like we're really good at figuring out what it wasn't.
Army Chief of Staff: This could be a prelude to a larger attack. I'm suggesting we scramble the Fifth and Sixth Regiment.
Commander Walters: No, no, no, no. This needs a much more sophisticated mind. Someone...who understands technology.
Army Chief of Staff: You want to send in a lab rat?
Commander Walters: Not just any lab rat. A lab rat with teeth.
Air Force Chief of Staff: You're not suggesting who I think you're suggesting.
Commander Walters: I know he's a little weird.
Air Force Chief of Staff: Weird?!
Army Chief of Staff: No. No. No way.
Air Force Chief of Staff: He's a psychological tire fire!
Commander Walters: But he's also brilliant; Five PhDs, and an IQ off the charts. And his drone tech is revolutionary!
Army Chief of Staff: You're sure he can handle this?
Commander Walters: He has a perfect operations record. Remember the coup in Pakistan?
Army Chief of Staff: No.
Commander Walters: Or the uprising in Azerbaijanistan?
Navy Chief of Staff: That's not even a country.
Commander Walters: Exactly. And you can thank Robotnik for that.
Air Force Chief of Staff: I can't believe you're bringing that freak into this.
Commander Walters: Neither can I. But...we have no choice.
Baseball diamond, day.
The military has set up a detachment at the baseball diamond. As this goes on, a large black truck slowly pulls in, catching the attention of ''Major Bennington''.
Major Bennington: What the...?
A fold-out staircase opens and sets up as Dr. Robotnik steps out of the truck, wearing heavy sunglasses and an all-black suit with red trims on the inside. He makes his way over to Bennington along with his assistant and takes his glasses off as the latter warily puts a hand on his sidearm holster in case he needs it.
Robotnik: Are you in charge here?
Major Bennington: Yes, I am-
Robotnik: NOPE.
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