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The Chaotix, The Fox and The Dingo
By : LootingLizards
Category: +S through Z > Sonic
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I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog, and I also do not own Crash Bandicoot. The Sonic the Hedgehog franchise and all related properties and characters are copyright to SEGA. The Crash Bandicoot franchise and all related properties and characters are copyright to Activision. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Prologue; Six months ago

2:38 in the morning. That's the time Cortex read on the castle clock, although it had a habit of being somewhat slow. Certainly, it was too early for anyone to be awake. This is why he was alone in his Antarctic lair, contemplating his latest plan to wipe out the Bandicoots once and for all. The bitter southern winds snapped at his face as he inserted the Power Crystals into the machine that controlled the Psychotron. Four years since its last use, the now rusty device creaked painfully as it came back to life. With no co-ordinates to go by, it was dormant for now.

Cortex turned from the Psychotron's control panel and picked up a small communicator from the nearby desk. Unlike most of the gadgets lying around in the laboratory, this one wasn't in typical N.Corp design. And justifiably so; it was an alien device, one he'd found accidentally while talking his niece on a walk around the jungle. He'd been taking in the sights of animals frolicking in the trees, the scent of morning flowers covered in jewelled dew, silently loathing every second of it. He only tolerated it because he hoped that he'd finish the walk with Nina being more loyal to him. Instead, now, the screen of the communicator flickered with static before switching to an insignia of a round head-like shape with a moustache, complementing the red and black pattern already on the outer shell.

After waiting a couple of minutes for a receiver, the communicator beeped frantically as Eggman switched on the feed. “Cortex, you're late!” he screamed down the microphone, making Cortex flinch in shock. Surely a time so early wasn't suitable for being so loud on his sensitive eardrums. Steeling himself up for more abuse, Cortex reaffirmed his grip on the communicator and calmly asserted back “I'm sorry Dr. Robotnik, but the Psychotron can only activate so quickly after being left derelict”. “Grr, I should have known your outmoded technology was practically useless! Even my imbecilic henchbots could make something more reliable than your heaps of junk!” Cortex could have screamed back at Eggman for that. How dare he insult his technology, it was state of the art for the primitive and backwards mutants that resided on the Wumpa archipelago! Nonetheless, he barely kept his nerve and focused the conversation on crucial matters.

“Whatever your opinion is on my work, I still need the co-ordinates of your world so I can direct the effects of the Psychotron's generator overload to that particular dimension. I can't transport the islands there without them, you know. Perhaps you might have thought of that sooner if you hadn't have been soothing your broken ego.” Eggman was visibly flustered by Cortex's show of obedient defiance, and muttered as he embarrassingly fumbled around for the document with the Psychotron's desired co-ordinates. Well, Cortex wasn't the boss of a team of equally nutty evil scientists for no reason. Eggman turned back around to his monitor once he located the small piece of paper he was looking for. “Ah, here it is! The co-ordinates are as follows...” As Eggman uttered off the information, Cortex listened intently and quickly punched each character into the control panel. When it was done, the Psychotron buzzed with a new lease of purpose, and Cortex was about to head to a nearby bunker when Eggman addressed him one final time. “By the way, Cortex, have you prepared the Commandos for this trip? They are supposed to arrive in one piece in order to work on the secret weapon, after all”. “Bwahaha! Of course not, they have heads with rocks where the brains should be. They're most certainly fit enough to survive a little shaking”.

Elsewhere in the archipelago, some of the animals had begun to stir. According to their time, it was now 5:57 in the morning. Time for them was irrelevant though, they'd woken up because they could sense that something was going down. Of the sentient animals, Polar lumbered about in the front yard of Crash's house. He looked out towards the ocean worriedly. His sixth sense could tell that something bad was approaching, and he wanted to know what. He growled out to the distance in concern, alerting the seagulls to the presence above the sound of the salty waves ripping into the golden sands as they did daily. At first, the only thing Polar could see after than was a thin line of light on the horizon, as if in response to his plea. However, the light crept closer, and Polar noticed that everything in the light was being engulfed and disappearing. At the rate it was spreading, warning the Bandicoots would have been too late. All he could do was stand in the spot defensively, fulfilling his role as a guard bear even as the light rolled up the shores of N.Sanity Island...
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The Chaotix, The Fox and The Dingo	By : LootingLizards Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 1129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Chaotix, The Fox and The Dingo