With your battle complete, and your injuries sort of patched up, you're finally free to catch your breath... at least until the terminal flares to life again. Your brief conversation with the person on the other end may have left you with more questions than answers, but they are true to their world. Next to the terminal, a glowing golden portal suddenly appears - blinding in its light and large enough for only a couple of you to enter at a time. Regardless, it remains open, showcasing a strange, warehouse-looking building on the other side, with a long hallway and several closed doors. It's not entirely clear where this new location will be, but at least it doesn't seem to have spider robots or be out in space.
/// L O A D I N G . . .
I've got everything ready on my end.
I'll explain everything to you once you're here.
No more secrets, I promise.
Please watch your step, and make sure everyone comes along!
Staying behind is not an option. Whether you trust the person on the other end of the terminal or not, it seems this is your only path forward. Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and step through the portal.
THE BASE
The light begins to clear as the last of you enter the portal and come out unharmed on the other side. You'll notice immediately that the portal displayed the exact place you've ended up - a fairly run-down warehouse, with you all standing in a hallway that extends in front of you, lined with doors that are shut. Before you go wandering off, you might want to turn around - after all, you can hear the whirring of machinery behind you.
You'll find that there's another set of doors there - one that is closed and another that leads into a larger room that seems to be a makeshift lab and control room all rolled into one. There are monitors carefully (but a bit haphazardly) strewn across the room, the wiring capably done but rather unprofessional. One of the screens shows a diagram of a gemstone, another shows a list of coordinates that don't make any sense, a third seems to be showing security cameras... basically exactly what you'd expect for someone's base of operations.
And that base of operations is staffed by... well, you'll have to look down, as he's not exactly human height.
Standing before you is someone unfamiliar to all of you. He's not very tall, but he stands out from the crowd with his yellow fur, bright blue eyes, and twin tails. He's an anthropomorphic fox and he's looking at you all a bit nervously, waving a hand in greeting.
"Um, hi." He says. "I'm really sorry about the confusion. And the robots. And your missing memories. And your injuries. I really didn't expect things to turn out like this..." He trails off nervously, scratching his cheek before forcing a smile again. "But thank you so much for agreeing to help us. My name is Tails. I'm one of the members of the resistance.
"There are medical supplies here, for you guys to use. I'm sorry, I'm not a medic..." Sure enough, you have access to quite a few medical supplies present in this room! Go right ahead and patch up your friends with the good stuff. You've even got painkillers here!
He clears his throat and continues. "Like I said, no more secrets. I couldn't tell you everything while you were in that other world, because I was afraid of my transmissions being picked up by the Doctor. You guys are the only hope for this world, because the three of us can't beat him alone. So we had to turn to help elsewhere.
"Doctor Robotnik - or Eggman, as we call him - is a genius scientist. He's made a lot of robots and gadgets, but that's not the reason why we need your help. He's got an item of immense power - the Master Emerald. With it, anything he thinks and desires can become reality. He made a giant robot from pieces of cars, trucks, trains, you name it! And that giant robot alone is enough to pose a huge threat to the city, but he didn't stop there.
"The entire world is controlled by him. He even controls the minds of all the people native to this world. They can't fight against him. They act like mindless drones, going about their daily tasks with no way to fight back. And he's created a lot of robots - they might even outnumber the people, at this point! Everything and everyone is under his control."
A brief pause as Tails breathes and steadies himself. "But my friends and I are able to fight back. We have to fight back. And you guys agreed to help us. I'm sorry that you don't remember it, but my friend Sonic spoke with each one of you. He told you about what's going on here and he asked for your help. And all of you said you'd come help us.
"I'll do my best to answer any questions you have. But right now, I'm the only one here. I lost contact with Knuckles at the start of this week, and I've been trying to figure out what happened. Sonic's been trying to find help in other worlds, so communication with him has been spotty. But I'll let him know that you guys are here now, so he should return soon!"
Tails exhales and forces a smile. "Together, we can defeat Eggman."
THE AFTERMATH
Though it's a lot of information to take in, Tails will happily answer any questions you all may have. He tells you that this warehouse is their base of operations, hidden right under the nose of Eggman's forces. Unfortunately, they need to be very careful because robots are always on patrol - and are specifically looking for the three of them. For now, it's best for you all to remain near the warehouse and travel in pairs, if you do go out into the city for any reason.
You'll find that those closed doors lead to rooms that have been set up for all of you. They're a little lacking, with only two beds, two desks and chairs, and two trunks for you to store your belongings in. Though you do have some changes of clothes in the closets, the designs may not be to your liking. They were picked out for you by three animals who only wear shoes and gloves, so...
Get ready, because it looks like you've a lot of work ahead of you.
Oh, boy, isn't this familiar in some capacity. Dorothy's quiet for a little while at that, the uncomfortable familiarity hitting her right in her stupid corekoro. She thinks of that insipid Commander, of even Red Hood, and how she lashed out at them all. How it's just better for them all, that she's here, that she's being an abject inhuman disaster in their direction instead.
Even so...]
...I understand that very well, unfortunately. One truly can be their own worst enemy to the point that it forces them to isolate themselves, hm...? That they hurt the people they care about, in the process. Sometimes even irrepairably.
[It's a little distant when she says it, but...]
I know not if anything that I say will be of further assistance, but...you are useful, here. You've been an incredible asset to us, and while you may have reservations on the choice of being brought here...your strength will be of use to us. Of that much, I am certain.
[Viktor huffed out something akin to a sigh, the sound a clicking and whirring of air through clockwork.]
...I thought I was helping others, but I was deluded. By my own arrogance and by the thing which made me like this to begin with. [Thin fingers of steel curled tightly into the fabric around his shoulders, like it was something he desperately sought comfort from as he worked through unpleasant thoughts.] Thought I was helping him and that he was just too stubborn to accept it. I-
[His idea of 'help' as the Herald was, Viktor recognized now, unthinkable. Unforgivable, and yet it had been forgiven by the only person whose opinion mttered to him. You always wanted to cure what you thought were weaknesses, like the unbearable pain of heartbreak. Tearing out his emotions was easier, tearing out everyone else's had felt like mercy.]
[For a second, Viktor looked like either a nauseated human, or a machine undergoing a critical processing error. It was not clear which he was, even to him.]
...I have to make it right. Even if all I can do of use is abandon our world to save another, I have to do something to make up for what I have been.
[...Well. Doesn't that sound familiar. Dorothy isn't quite sure how to respond at first, but her eyes close for a moment as she considers.]
Then do so.
[Dorothy looks to Viktor, and for a moment, it's almost like she's seeing into him. Through him. Though her face is neutral, despite the hard tone she uses, there's something softer in her eyes at that.]
...You've been given an opportunity, Viktor, and if that's what you wish to do with it, then do not let anything stop you. What's done is done, but if you're here and truly wish to persist...well. Why not try to do something different, then?
Don't let yourself get bound by the past. Use it as a lesson to move forward, to whatever you deem it fit to do.
[What a hypocrite she is, considering--
Dorothy will pause a moment, before beginning to turn the other way.]
...It's getting late. We should probably go and rest soon. We're likely to have a lot of work ahead of us, now that we're here.
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Oh, boy, isn't this familiar in some capacity. Dorothy's quiet for a little while at that, the uncomfortable familiarity hitting her right in her stupid corekoro. She thinks of that insipid Commander, of even Red Hood, and how she lashed out at them all. How it's just better for them all, that she's here, that she's being an abject inhuman disaster in their direction instead.
Even so...]
...I understand that very well, unfortunately. One truly can be their own worst enemy to the point that it forces them to isolate themselves, hm...? That they hurt the people they care about, in the process. Sometimes even irrepairably.
[It's a little distant when she says it, but...]
I know not if anything that I say will be of further assistance, but...you are useful, here. You've been an incredible asset to us, and while you may have reservations on the choice of being brought here...your strength will be of use to us. Of that much, I am certain.
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...I thought I was helping others, but I was deluded. By my own arrogance and by the thing which made me like this to begin with. [Thin fingers of steel curled tightly into the fabric around his shoulders, like it was something he desperately sought comfort from as he worked through unpleasant thoughts.] Thought I was helping him and that he was just too stubborn to accept it. I-
[His idea of 'help' as the Herald was, Viktor recognized now, unthinkable. Unforgivable, and yet it had been forgiven by the only person whose opinion mttered to him. You always wanted to cure what you thought were weaknesses, like the unbearable pain of heartbreak. Tearing out his emotions was easier, tearing out everyone else's had felt like mercy.]
[For a second, Viktor looked like either a nauseated human, or a machine undergoing a critical processing error. It was not clear which he was, even to him.]
...I have to make it right. Even if all I can do of use is abandon our world to save another, I have to do something to make up for what I have been.
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Then do so.
[Dorothy looks to Viktor, and for a moment, it's almost like she's seeing into him. Through him. Though her face is neutral, despite the hard tone she uses, there's something softer in her eyes at that.]
...You've been given an opportunity, Viktor, and if that's what you wish to do with it, then do not let anything stop you. What's done is done, but if you're here and truly wish to persist...well. Why not try to do something different, then?
Don't let yourself get bound by the past. Use it as a lesson to move forward, to whatever you deem it fit to do.
[What a hypocrite she is, considering--
Dorothy will pause a moment, before beginning to turn the other way.]
...It's getting late. We should probably go and rest soon. We're likely to have a lot of work ahead of us, now that we're here.