The Emerald Eyes of Protection.

Chapter 7

Shadow's mind completely froze as he could not come up with any kind of logical password that would make any sense to him. He already tried Maria and of course "Robotnik" and "Eggman". Why he thought the doctor was that incredibly stupid, he had no idea. As soon as he input the final password, three single yet powerful words flashed onto the screen.

Hint: My only.

("My only"? What in the world could that mean?)

The ebony scratched the back of his head as he once again searched through his thoughts... His first train of thought lead to it possibly being Sonic, but that didn't really make much sense. He tried it nonetheless, and it flashed "incorrect" making the charcoal hedgehog even more frustrated. His thoughts started to go from Sonic to other people Ivo may have known. The only person Sonic really talked about was someone by the name of Vatro. Whoever he was seemed to be extremely important to the doctor or at the very least impactful. That's when he remembered the little picture hanging on the wall next to the dozen other memories. The man in the other suit next to Ivo... Could that possibly be Vatro? He decided it was worth a shot and as soon as he entered the password it flashed correct and the file opened.

Shadow had absolutely no time to prepare himself mentally. Before he knew it, the file had already been uploaded. The screen presented many different categories of information. However, it was once again in an odd language the ebony could not interpret.

Ime: Voziti

Energija Vrsta: Pozitivan,

ID: Prototip 015'; Knez

Rod: Muški?

Mjesto: Dio 4d

Class: Opasno nivo

Sastanak: Devetnaest Pedeset-Dva

There was also a rather fuzzy old picture of some kind of creature on the side of the document. It was hidden away in the shadows and had very little visible features, but it seemed to be some kind of animal. The only thing really popping out was very bright green glowing eyes. Ones that seemed more familiar than he had hoped. He sighed slightly as he took one last picture before placing the phone back onto the table and sitting in silence. He wasn't really sure how to feel. It wasn't necessarily surprising that Ivo had so much information on Sonic and his many forms but the fact that he never once told anyone anything was slightly suspicious. How long had he known about Voziti and Miran? Why did he wait until now to do anything about it? And why did he feel that he had no choice but to recreate the prince? Is his mind really that gone? How in the world could this possibly make any logical sense in the crazy screwed up brain of his?

Shadow really couldn't explain any of the crazy scientist's motives, but he knew it really didn't matter at this point. Little Celik was already long gone and Ivo's plan completely destroyed, whatever that plan actually was. He could feel his heart sink slightly as he started gathering up everything into his backpack. He knew something was up... For one, the world was practically collapsing before his feet. If the child were really dead, then things would have calmed down a bit. But ever since the crazy chaos energy vortex, things have been more than irrational. Horrendous would be a better word to describe it. Thousands of lives lost to unnatural tragic events, and it made the ebony slightly sick to his stomach. He had to figure out where Celik and the doctor had run off too. He just knew the child was alive... He HAD to be alive. If he weren't then none of this would make any sense to him.

Shadow slid his hand down his face before sighing faintly. His mind and body were already exhausted from all that was going on. He was more than excited to get home at this point and just let everything sink in. He turned on his communicate before taking one last glance at Voziti's file. If this was really Voziti, he could only imagine how unbelievably powerful he could be. It was certainly not the most comforting feeling in the world, but he felt slightly obligated to control his prince from destruction. He was certainly not going to get out of it now.