#underground rewrite

Some Pre-Robotropolis Era doodles

There was metallic stomping.

“What’s happening?”

A door crashed open.

“Run!”

Small footsteps.

“Mom, Dad?”

Flames crackled.

“No...”

A scream.

“Sonic?”

A choked sob.

“Uncle Chuck?”

An alarm blaring. A grumble. A clatter as the object fell to the ground.

Another day.

“Goooood morning Robotropolis,” Sonic muttered, glaring at the alarm clock that lay on the metal floor before climbing out of bed, not bothering to correct the messy sheets, tangled from his thrashing. Trying to shake away the remnants of the dream, he grabbed a medallion that lay on the bedside table and carefully placed it around his neck, slipped into his shoes and made his way out of the room.

The light in the hallway was dim as he made his way to the centre of the base, halfheartedly pushing his spines back into a somewhat tidy position before emerging into a small room. A circle table took its place directly in the centre, blueprints and notes scattered around the surface and along the floor. On one side of the room was a purple wall with nothing but a blackboard taking up about half of it, barely legible equations written in faded chalk, and on the other was a small countertop, monitors taking up that wall with screens projecting bases and more blueprints of machines. Beside the monitors was a golden lion teenager, wearing a green shirt with a cup of coffee clutched in his hands as he glanced up from a screen at Sonic’s entrance.

“And he finally awakens.” He said, a teasing smirk on his face as he took in Sonic’s messy appearance.

“Morning to you too, Cy.”

“Afternoon, actually.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Sonic made his way over to the monitors and leaned against the counter. “So, what’re you working on?”

Cyrus scoffed slightly at the action before gesturing to a screen directly in the centre. “Trying to figure out how to get into the newest base,” he replied. “Robotnik has more guards than usual stationed around it, we think he might be protecting something.”

“Think it could be another roboticizer?”

“I’m not sure, maybe, but whatever it is won’t be good.” Shaking his head, the lion turned off the monitor before turning to Sonic. “Hey, you okay?”

“You ask me that every year, Cy,” he retorted, glancing away from the lion’s face and over to the table.

“I know,” he said, “just… if you want to take a few days off or anything-”

“This is a war, Cyrus, there are no days off,” expression jovial but with barely concealed irritation, Sonic pushed off of the counter, still pointedly turning his head away from his friend. “I’ll be fine.”

Sighing, Cyrus just nodded his head before gesturing to the hall opposite of where the hedgehog had entered. “You coming? I think lunch is soon.”

“Now when would I ever pass up food?” he replied, shaking off the momentary frustration. “I’ll follow you down soon, just let me clean up a bit first.”

As Cyrus made his way down down the other hall with a chuckle, Sonic dashed back to his room, grinning at the rush before jolting to a stop in the doorway, eyes wide and spines bristling because someone was in. His. Room.

“Ah, I was wondering when you’d return,” they said.

“Uhh, who are you exactly?” Sonic  asked, smiling in spite of the inherent suspicion as he assessed the intruder.

A long, purple cloak covered them from head to toe, a green snout protruding from under the hood. They looked to be some sort of… reptilian anteater maybe? They had an air of calm about them, staring at Sonic patiently with a faint smile and twinkling eyes.

“Do not be afraid,” they said, ignoring his huff at the avoided question. “For I have come to deliver a message.”

“That still doesn't answer who you are, but go on,” Sonic grumbled, leaning against the doorway.

“I am the Oracle of Delphius, and-”

“Wait, wait, an Oracle?”

“Yes, now listen,” they pleaded, waiting for the hedgehog to nod before continuing. “There is a prophecy foretold, the Council of Four shall be formed, and on that day, Robotnik’s reign of tyranny shall end.”

“Oay so Robotnik losing sounds great, but what does that have to do with me exactly?” Sonic asked, eyes alight with curiosity rather than suspicion.

“Because, young hedgehog, you are one of the four.”

“How do I know you aren’t just messing with me? And if that’s true, then who’s the other three?”

The Oracle gave a small, almost sad chuckle, before looking at the hedgehog in front of him. “You have siblings, a brother and a sister, who will join you.”

Sonic put a hand to his head, eyes wide as he gaped in shock. “Siblings? I have siblings?”

With a snort the Oracle nodded their head, purple hood bobbing with the movement. “Yes, and you must find them! They, too, reside in Robotropolis, and you must recruit them in the fight against Robotnik and form the council of four.”

“But wait, who’s the fourth then?”

“That you will discover with time, young hedgehog. Find your siblings, and answers will find you.”

“But where do I even loo-”

Before he could finish the sentence, in a blink the Oracle was gone, leaving him standing in an empty room.

“Siblings…” he whispered, bringing his hand up to clutch the medallion. “How the hell am I gonna explain this to Cyrus without sounding crazy?”

Sonic Underground: Guardians

Notes:

Aleena had tried to ensure all of her children were in deposited safely, but unfortunately, this did not happen as planned

Sonic Underground Redesign/Rewrite(?)

I watched Underground obsessively as a kid then proceeded to completely forget about it's existence for several years lol

random design notes

Sonic's necklace is tucked under his vest because otherwise it becomes a choking hazard when he runs

shoes are reinforced with "rings" for heat resistance and durability

Tails' jacket is Uncle Chuck's from his time in field in the resistance

goggles are loaded with tech

the two have matching double studs in their right ears

both were raised together by Uncle Chuck

Sonia started off with more jewelry but has had to sell some pieces

was told by Lady Windemere that she was a Tenrac as she grew up (due to Dr.Robotnik's hatred of Hedgehogs), only to be told to truth on the evening on her debutante ball

Manic stole every piece of his outfit outside of his necklace and his fanny pack

his fanny pack was a gift from Farrel (it can store anything, not matter the size or weight)

COMMISSIONS OPENED

Sonic Underground: the Bounty Hunters

The former independent contractors were so screwed over lol

Notes

Married, though the two aren't exactly public with this knowledge given their line of work

partial roboticization was Robotnik's warning to the two after their initial failure to capture the Triplets

the two were rather well known in their field before being forced to work for robotnik

not in charge of/responsible for anything outside of catching the Sonic Underground, while also making sure their competition doesn't get to the brats first

this leads to the rare team ups as they'd rather "loose" in the short team and let the Sonic Underground run off free than let the other bounty hunters get them first

they have a kid who is staying with Sleet's older sister until th contracts up

Sleet

is more involved in the fights, he gives long distance assistance role with his rifle and grapple

brains of the operation, he tends to be the one who selects which missions/bounty's the two take on

hates working for Robotnik- not because he minds doing the dirty work, but because they don't get paid nearly the amount they normally would and are explicitly forbidden from taking on more contracts until the Sonic Underground are caught and roboticized

shapeshifting remote doesn't shapeshift Dingo but helps him restore him to his Default form if he gets stuck (which happens more and more often when Dingo is stressed out)

Dingo

the tank

met Sleet at the medical facility that was running experiments on him and broke him out

hopelessly loyal to Sleet

Shapeshifter (OWN abilities enhanced from the experiments done to him)

Doesn't remember a whole lot of hi past pre-experiments

Sonia is not crushed on (that was justs blegh) but openly admired as one of the few opponents strong enough to "properly take him on in a brawl"

COMMISSIONS OPENED

Sonic Underground Reprise: Disguises WIP

NGL, it's a little pet peeve of mine when characters go "undercover" and change one item of clothing so I always love it when they actually have real, full disguises.