A fat man paced around in a circular chamber, his large form illuminated by the lights on the ceiling and the flashing buttons that went around the whole room on a long dashboard. His large hands clasped behind his back and his face was contorted in a scowl as he walked aimlessly.
"It's not fair!" he exclaimed suddenly, breaking his brooding attitude that was calm in comparison. "Those annoying animals are always ruining my plans. All I want is to rule the world, but they won't let me! I'm fighting against practically the whole zoo! There's a fox, a bat, an echidna-and I dirn't even know that was a thing until the idiot showed up. Even a bee on occasion, not to mention those other ones! But the worst of all are those hedgehogs," he spat, voice coated in malice. "It was bad enough when there was one, but then there was two, then three, and now there's four! The pink one's not much of a problem, but the others..." he smashed his fist into his other hand. "Oh, how I wish I could smash them to bits! But everything try they escape or destroy! What I need is a plan to take them out!"
He walked over to a large chair and sat down in it, hands poised to type once he came up with an idea.
"Let's see... I'll need something fast to combat their speed and teleporting, something strong and quick-thinking... I don't think a robot very well suits the part, but what else do I have to fight those pests? One is faster than anything, one is a one man army -technically not even a hedgehog- and the other's a psychokinetic! It's practically impossible to-"
He broke off, grinning maniacally.
"That's it! The perfect plan! It's like that saying goes; fight fire with fire!"
He began to type at a rushed pace, words and sentences being strung together in different commands that appeared rapidly on the wall in front of him, lit by a projector.
"All I need is my own hedgehog to fight them, this one not a robot. Metal Sonic never worked right. One with the skill and capability to do so, and actual loyalty instead of programming. This'll be a cinch with my intellect. I just need some data and the Chaos Emeralds. I'll make the necessary machine, have some secretive bots gather those Emeralds and get some samples, and then victory will finally be mine! Those foolish animals will regret the day they fought against the great Doctor Eggman!
He broke off to laugh like the crazed maniac he was, pushing the 'enter' key.
"Project Replica, initiate!"
'Sup? Hope you enjoyed this chapter. This one's pretty short- actually, really short, but it's just an introductory. All of the others will be a good deal longer, and should be up within a reasonable time; my inspiration for this story's pouring in!
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