Well I'm back. I've taken a darker tone to things, focusing on depression rather than humor. I'm not emo, but when I write, I change my views completely. I might do some humor stories but for now, I will write like this. And this is more of a prologue rather than the 1st chapter in my opinion. The next chapter will all be events that occurred in his childhood.


How He Came to Be: The Childhood of Dr. Robotnik

Chapter 1: Prologue

"Hahahahaha! It's complete!" Eggman laughed with delight as he finished his new robot, E-200. Rain was pouring outside, with lightning striking occasionally. His room was completely dark, except for the one light bulb that shined dimly over his workspace.

Dr. Eggman stood up from his chair and admired his piece of work. He grinned, and was determined of finally beating Sonic.

He walked out of the room and the huge mechanical round door shut, and locked itself. Eggman didn't want anyone to touch his work, or perhaps steal it, even though there was not a living thing within miles of his current location.

He passed by a wall with various photos of himself. The photos included some from the newspaper, magazines, pictures of working on robots, and of his childhood. He almost walked past the wall, but turned back to view some of the pictures. He grinned with triumph as a newspaper headline read "Dr. Eggman: Genius or Maniac?"

He couldn't stop smiling. Knowing that he is the smartest being on the planet, as well as the most dangerous, makes him happy.

But one picture caused his smile to fade away. He looked closer, and his eyebrows began to arch downward. He began to frown, and started to clench his teeth. In a fuming rage, he tore the picture off of the wall, and ripped it to pieces. He stomped on the remains of the picture, hoping he could forget his childhood.

But he couldn't. No matter how hard he tried, the memories returned to his intellectual brain, and tears began to roll down his cheeks. He sobbed and sobbed, something Dr. Eggman hasn't done in years. He stared at the torn pieces of the picture on the ground, which if put back together, would form the image of a happy little boy, smiling at the camera with his parents, and his grandpa Gerald Robotnik.

And slowly, his dreaded childhood memories came back to him, and reminded him of how he came to be.


So that was just an introduction to this fanfic. The following chapters will be events that occurred during his childhood. Review please.