Tails6000: The First Adventure

Tails6000: The First Adventure is a story the chronicles the event on how Tails6000 and Doctor Aye-Que became sworn enemies.

Prologue
Dorkugese Jungle, Dorkugal 3:18 AM, October 1th, 2001

It seemed to be a rather peaceful night in the Dorkugal. Many of the penguins were fast asleep, and those that weren’t were busy doing complicated math problems. But not all was well on this island of nerds. For in the Jungle nearby, there were several strange figures hard at work. They appeared to be machines, but they weren’t made by anyone on the two islands that made up Dorkugal. Their design was far more advanced than even the nerds could comprehend. Leading them was a floating computer, with two searchlights on its sides. The machines appeared to be looking for something, but what could it be?

“Keep digging men… I mean robots!” Yelled the computer. “It’s gotta be here somewhere.”

“Status Report,” said a robot. “We’ve searched the entire perimeter Master T.O.D.D, but we can’t find it anywhere. My memory banks can come to only conclusion. The book was a fake.”

“That’s complete nonsense, this book is full proof! The doctor said so himself, and if you can’t trust him who can you trust?”

“I apologize Master T.O.D.D, but the facts don’t lie. There’s nothing here.”

A strange robotic tentacle then came out from under the computer and grabbed the robot by the neck.

“OW, OW, OW!”

“There’s nothing here huh?! Well that’s not gonna do! Have you seen what the doctor does to machines who fail him?! I AM NOT GONNA BE THE ONE TO GO AND TELL HIM THAT THE BOOK THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO LEAD HIM TO HIS LIFE LONG DREAM IS A FAKE!”

There was a moment of silence, and all the robots simply stood still. Eventually however, one of them broke the silence.

“This is just a waste of time,” said a robotic fiddler crab. “I’m goin home to get an oil change.”

“YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!” Screamed the computer. “NO ONE IS GOING ANYWHERE! NOT UNTIL WE FIND WHAT WE CAME FOR!”

“B-but Master T.O…

“NO ONE!”

The computer then fired a lazer at the robot which sent it flying into a mountain where it exploded.

“DOES-ANY-ONE-ELSE-HAVE-ANY-OB-JEC-TIONS?!”

“NO MASTER T.O.D.D!” The machines cried. “WE’LL GET BACK TO WORK PRONTO!”

Before anyone could continue their work, one of them noticed something were the robotic crab had just exploded.

“Hey!” The machine yelled. “There’s a crack in that mountain over there. It looks like it’s hollow on the inside!”

Everyone got their pick axes ready, and went to investigate the strange crack in the rocky mountain.

“Careful you machines!” The computer yelled. “Don’t dig to fast! If what we’re looking for is in there, I don’t want to see a scratch on it!”

“YES MASTER T.O.D.D!” They all exclaimed.

The robots continued to pick away at the rocky surface, and after around half an hour of hard work, they finally broke through it.

“We’ve broken through!” One of them called out. “You should probably check it out Master T.O.D.D!”

“Yes, yes, yes I’m coming!” He yelled. “Can’t trust you buffoons with anything can I.”

The computer entered the cave and tried to find what they were looking for with his searchlights.

“Please be here, please be here, please be here!” He thought to himself as trekked deeper and deeper into the cave.

As he went further in, he encountered several swarms of Focci, a couple of penguin skeletons, some of which were mummified, and even a fossilized StormWorm in the cave’s wall. There were several traps laid out to stop intruders, but most of them had already been set off by everyone else who had tried to enter this cave throughout the years.

“Come on, where the heck is this thing!” The computer wondered. “I can’t go home to the doctor empty handed, or he’ll think I’m questioning his intelligence. And everyone knows what happened to the last machine that dared question the intelligence of the doctor.”

After a bit more exploring, the computer finally reached the end of the cave. Using his searchlights, he saw a pedestal with a stone tablet on it. It was rather dusty and cracked from having been there for thousands of years, but it was still intact.

“C-could this be what the doctor was looking for? I’d better contact him right now!”

The computer then took a picture of the tablet using his webcam, and then began to email it.

Unknown 3:58 AM, October 1th, 2001 In a dark room, only lit by the screen of a computer, there was a mysterious figure asleep in his bed. He was snoring quite loudly, and he had an evil grin on his face. It was then, that an alarm went off and a face made out of pixels appeared on his computer screen.

“DOCTOR! DOCTOR!” It screamed. “I have big news for you! I’m talking about big news! This news is so big that it makes the the war look minor. I’m telling you this news is big! BIG!”

“SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!” The figure yelled as he let out a yawn. “You’d better hope its big news, because I don’t like my machines disturbing my sleep. And you do know what happens to machines that disturb my sleep without good reasons don’t you T.O.D.D?”

“Um, yes I have a very good memory of what occurred last time. Anyways, the big news is that I think we’ve found what we’ve been looking for all these years.”

The figure looked shocked, and then began to smile.

“Well, that is big news isn’t it? How many days have they been out there again?”

“Twelve doctor! They’ve been out searching for twelve days.”

“I don’t like slackers. After they arrive home, send them to ‘’’the bad place’’’.”

“B-but doctor isn’t that a bit…

“Are you questioning my judgment T.O.D.D? You know that I tend to dispose of those who question me in my own special way. You’re not gonna be one of those guys are you?”

“N-N-N-NO NOT AT ALL DOCTOR! Anyways, I’m sending you a picture of it right now. We’ll began transport of the object as soon as possible. T.O.D.D OUT!”

The face then vanished and a picture of the stone tablet appeared. The figure grinned manically and began to laugh.

“After all these years, I’ve finally found it!” He exclaimed. “It’s just like the hieroglyphics and grandfather’s research notes described. This will finally make all these years of working my butt of for the government worthwhile.”

The figure continued to laugh and started to look at the photograph some more.

Chapter I: The attack on the dictator. Who's that super fast kid?
Highway 1, Eastshield 7:23 AM, October 5th, 2001

In the not to ancient past.

Somewhere on Highway 1.

Dictator Turtleshroom was starting his day, and was ready to have some fun.

“What a lovely day today is,” he said as he opened his curtains. “A perfect day for some political debates if I do say so myself.”

It was then that the phone started ringing. TS answered it quickly.

“Hello,” he said.

“Oh, yes hello Master Jones,” said the voice on the other end. “It’s me your secretary. I’ve just called to remind you that you have a meeting with Judge Xavier this afternoon. You two will be discussing your rather questionable tactics of ruling the Clubb Phengin Weekee.”

“Oh yes I just remembered that. I’m really looking forward to it.”

“Nice to hear Master Jones. You’re also scheduled to play golf with your friend Hat Pop at around…

“Actually, I just remembered that I really don’t like Xavier. Cancel the meeting at once.”

“Um, with all due respect Master Jones I’m really not sure I can do that.”

“Then we’ll resort to Plan B. Do you still have that outfit of me that I made you wear for Halloween last year?”

“Ugh, I’ll get right on it Master Jones.”

The butler then hung up and Turtleshroom went on to enjoy his morning. After making his bed, he fried some fish to eat for breakfast and seasoned it with several spices that had been imported from Pengolia. He about to take a bite out of the fish when he heard a loud noise coming from downstairs.

“WOAH!” The dictator yelled as he fell off his chair.

“Find that dictator boys!” Yelled a voice from downstairs. “He should be upstairs. And remember; don’t shoot him until you get him to squeal about the whereabouts of that gem.”

Turtleshroom was freaked out after hearing that.

“What do they want from me?” He thought to himself. “Are they assassins? But who in Antarctica would want me dead? Well, actually there are quite a few people, but how’d they get past my bodyguards?”

Turtleshroom heard the footsteps of the mysterious gang moving up the staircase. As they got closer and closer to finding him, Turtleshroom started to sweat more and more.

“I’ve got to find a place to hide from these guys. But where?”

After eyeing his surroundings, Turtleshroom remembered the attic in his bedroom that he hadn’t visited since his childhood. Sure it would probably be filled with a 2 inch layer of dust at this point, but he couldn’t afford to be picky. He managed to get to his bedroom and climb up into the attic, which sure enough was plenty dusty.

“Achoo!” He sneezed as he hid behind some boxes. “They’ll never find me here. At least I hope they won’t.”

After about half an hour, TS was more nervous then he’d ever been in his life. The attic was even creepier than he’d remembered it to be as a child, and down below he could hear the sounds of cupboards being opened, and glass being smashed. He assumed that whoever was after him hadn’t found the entrance to his attic yet.

“How long are they gonna stay here?” He thought. “You’d think that by now they’d assume that I went out somewhere. Then again I did kinda yell when I heard the booming noise, so they must assume I’m hiding somewhere.”

“DICTATOR TURTLESHROOM!” A voice yelled out. “WE KNOW THAT YOU’RE IN HERE! EITHER COME OUT FROM WHERE YOU’RE HIDING WITH YOUR FLIPPERS UP, OR WE’LL BE FORCED TO TAKE ACTION!”

Turtleshroom was forced to cover his ears (or whatever penguins have) due to the loudness of the voice. He assumed that whoever it was had a megaphone, because he knew that no one could talk that loud in real life.

“YOU HAVE SOMETHING THAT WE ARE LOOKING FOR!” The voice continued. “WE COULD REALLY USE YOUR HELP IN FINDING IT. BUT, IF YOU REFUSE TO HELP US AND CONTINUE HIDING, WE HAVE QUITE A BIT OF DYNAMITE THAT CAN BLOW UP THIS HOUSE IN A MATTER OF SECONDS. IF WE’RE FORCED TO FIND THE GEM ON OUR OWN, THEN WE’LL DO JUST THAT.”

The dictator began sweating like a pig. He didn’t know whether to believe what they were saying or not. It was very likely that they were just bluffing in an attempt to get him to come out of hiding, but what if they weren’t? He had never had to make a more difficult decision in his life, and he felt like the stress might kill him even if the assassins didn’t first.

“THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING!” The voice yelled. “EITHER COME OUT NOW OR WE’LL BLOW THIS POPSICKLE STAND! YOU GOT TEN SECONDS! 10! 9! 8…

Turtleshroom couldn’t take the pressure anymore. He decided that it would simply be best to hand himself in, as even if they didn’t have dynamite, hiding would just be delaying the inevitable at this point.

…4! 3! 2! 1!”

“WAIT!” Turtleshroom called out as he made his way down from the attic. “You guys win, I surrender! Just please don’t kill me!”

It was at this point Turtleshroom got a good look at the assassins. The one who had been yelling through the megaphone was an owl who appeared to be wearing a gangster hat. Alongside him were some short, round, pink creatures also wearing gangster hats and carrying guns.

“Flippers up fancy man!” Yelled the owl pointing his gun at TS. “This big rod’ll blow ya all the way to Ternville if you don’t cooperate! And you’d better not have called the coppers!”

“N-n-n-no sir,” Turtleshroom replied. “I haven’t called anyone. But if I’m being kidnapped, can I at least know who you are and what you wish to do to me?”

“Fair enough I suppose. I am Clockwerk; Consigliere of the Underground PWN Mafia. I’m sure you’ve heard of us?”

Turtleshroom gasped. He had heard about this group, as they were highly infamous for their thievery and smuggling of illegal goods into Antarctica. The heads of the Mafia, The Fiendish Five, were known to have incredible strength, and this Clockwerk owl just happened to be one of the five. While the other gangsters in the group weren’t exactly that powerful, the sheer number of them was enough to frighten almost anyone.

“Rest assured fancy man,” he continued. “As long as you cooperate with us and hand over what we’re lookin’ for, we won’t touch a feather on your body.”

“And what is it you want?” Turtleshroom asked.

“The gem!”

“The gem?”

“Ya, the shiny gem you got in your house. We’ve got good reason to believe you’re in possession of one of em’.”

Turtleshroom tried to think about what they could be talking about, and then he remembered it. The gem they must be speaking of was the one his grandfather owned. It had supposedly been in the family for generations.

“Oh that gem,” said TS. “But it’s a family treasure. I can’t let you…

“Listen here fancy man!” Clockwerk said as he held his gun at the dictator’s head. “I’ll blow your head clean off if you don’t hand it over! GOT IT!”

“Y-y-y-yes sir. I’ll show you where it is right away.”

“Good decision."

Turtleshroom lead them to his bedroom and opened up a small box. In it was a small, shiny, red object that had a bright aura around it. Clockwerk began to get excited as he snatched the gem away from the penguin.

“Oh ho ho!” He laughed. “This little gem right here is gonna have me and the boys livin’ the good life. Plus the two we’ve got right now means that we’ve only got four more of these bad boys to find.”

“Four more?” Turtleshroom asked. “What do you mean four more? There are more of these gems?”

Clockwerk laughed and held the gun to Turtleshroom’s forehead.

“You seem confused fancy man. Don’t worry though. You won’t live to much longer.”

“B-b-b-but you said…

“I was just pullin’ your leg there. That’s the way the world works bud. Don’t worry though, I’m sure your family is gonna throw you one heck of a funeral.”

Clockwerk loaded in a bullet and got ready to pull the trigger.

“Arrivederci, fancy man.”

Turtleshroom prepared for the impact of the bullet, but the gun was never fired. Instead, the dictator heard the sound of his window shattering. He looked at his now broken window and saw a young Chick crashing through it. He had yellow feathers, and was wearing a black hoodie along with a mine hat. Clockwerk stood speechless, as if he had just seen a ghost.

“Y-y-y-you!” He exclaimed. “But I thought we…

“YOOOOOOOUUUU STUUUUUPID OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWL!” The penguin yelled as he delivered a punch to the birds face.

The impact of the punch sent Clockwerk crashing through the wall all the way into the next room. Turtleshroom was astonished at this display of strength that the young penguin possessed and he used this opportunity to hide under the bed.

“Get’m boys!” Yelled one of the Waddle G’s.

The others nodded and began to fire their guns. No matter how many times they fired though, he always dodged the bullets. Eventually the chick was tired of this and pulled out a hot sauce rifle.

“GIVE ME BECK MY UNCLE’S GEM!” He yelled as he shot them in the face with hot sauce one by one.

“MY EYES!” Yelled one of them.

“I can’t die here!” Cried another. “It’s to embarrassing to go out getting hit with a condiment!”

The penguin kept firing, but he eventually ran out of ammo. It would appear that he would be finished off.

“Now boys! Let’s give this bird a head full of lead!”

“You guys just never learn do you,” the chick said with a smirk on his face.

Turtleshroom meanwhile, was too scarred to come out. He couldn’t tell what was happening out there, but he was perfectly fine with that as long as he was safe. It was then however, that he felt a large thud on the ground, which sent him and the bed flying a few feet in the air.

“THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!” He screamed.

The bed then fell on top of him, and he managed to lift it off. Clockwerk could be seen passed out in the next room with a bit of blood dripping from his mouth. He looked around some more, and saw that there was a giant hole in his floor that lead down to the first floor of his mansion.

“Oh no, getting this fixed is gonna be so expensive,” he stated.

When he looked down the hole though, he saw a huge pile of Waddle G’s all out cold, with the young chick looking through all of their bags. Turtleshroom then went down in an attempt to find out who this kid was.

“HEEEEEY!” He yelled. “You saved me kid, thanks.”

“Who are you?” The chick asked.

“Um, I’m the guy you saved. You know, the guy that owl had the gun pointed at.”

“There was someone else in this house? I didn’t notice.”

Turtleshroom was speechless and began to sulk.

“Not the brightest kid are you?” He asked. “But anyways, I’m sure you at least know who I am!”

“No not really,” he replied.

“I’M DICTATOR TURTLESHROOM YOU IDIOT! DOESN’T THAT NAME MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?!”

“Oh ya! You’re that guy who my teacher said is ruining the Weekee.”

Turtleshroom continued his sulking.

“Well, could you at least tell me who you are?” Turtleshroom asked.

“I guess that couldn’t hurt. So anyways, my name is…

“YOU STUPID LITTLE PENGUIN!” Yelled Clockwerk who had managed to wake up.

The owl came charging after the chick with a large rocket launcher. The chick simply smiled and charged back at him.

“YOU IDIOT!” Turtleshroom yelled. “HE’S GONNA BLAST YOUR HEAD OFF IF YOU DON’T GET OUT OF THE WAY!”

“I’ve got you now you stupid kid!” Clockwerk laughed. “Just stand right there and be a nice little target!”

Clockwerk then fired the rocket which looked like it was about to hit the chick. However, right before it made impact, he did something rather surprising.

“How many times do I have to tell you guys,” the chick whispered.

At that very moment, the chick got in the right position, and kicked the rocket up towards the sky with only one foot. It then went up through the roof and eventually exploded in the sky.

“AMMO ISN’T GONNA WORK ON ME!” He yelled holding his flippers up high.

Turtleshroom and Clockwerk both looked in shock at what this penguin had just done.

“This kid,” Turtleshroom thought. “His strength is unreal. Come to think of it, he’d make a great bodyguard. I wonder if he works cheap.”

“Now it’s time to finish this!” The chick exclaimed as he ran towards Clockwerk. “New technique NO 1!”

He then appeared right in front of Clockwerk as if he had just teleported. The owl was about to screech, but he had his cool gangster reputation to keep. The chick however just gave him a cheeky grin.

“DOUBLE…

He held out both of his flippers and delivered a devastating punch to Clockwerk’s stomach.

…IMPAAAAAAAACT!”

The force of the punch made Clockwerk cough up quite a bit of blood, and sent him flying to what appeared to be half a mile in the distance. Turtleshroom just sat there shocked at what he had just witnessed.

“As I was saying,” the chick said as he adjusted his mine hat,” my name is Tails6000. It’s nice to meet you.”

Chapter II: Turtleshroom's ambition. Head to the nation's capital.
"T-Tails6000?" Turtleshroom asked. "I don't think I've heard of you before."

"Not surprising I guess," said Tails. "This is my first time visiting the mainland."

"Well I must say that you're an incredible fighter. If you want I could offer you a job as my new bodyguard. Tell me, will you work for fish sticks?"

"Sorry dictator, but I can't except your job. I'm not the kind of guy who likes being cooped up in a mansion serving someone else all day. That and I'd never hear the end of it from my teacher if he found out I was working with you."

"He really hates me that much doesn't he?"

"Well last time I talked to him, he told me that you're one of the many dictators that ruins this and many other countries."

Turtleshroom pouted.

"Well anyways," Tails said, "I've just gotta grab my uncle's gem and I'll be... THE GEM! THAT STUPID OWL MUST'VE STILL HAD IT WHEN I SENT HIM FLYING! I'VE GOTTA GET GOING TURTLE GUY! SEE YA!"

Tails quickly ran down the stairway and attempted to find the door. After a few minutes he ended up in Turtleshrooms own personal McDoodles.

"FOOD!" Tails drooled. "Snap out of it! I can't eat right now! I've gotta find the way out."

Tails ended up at many places in the mansion, but he couldn't find the door no matter how hard he tried. Eventually, he ended up back at Turtleshroom.

"GRRRRR... WHY IS THIS MANSION SO FREAKING BIG!"

"Um, if I could make a suggestion," Turtleshroom stated. "Why don't you just go through the window you already smashed when you came in here."

"I crashed through a window? Huh, what do ya know."

"HOW DO YOU FORGET THESE THINGS?!"

"Well thanks for the advice Turtle Guy."

Tails then leaped out the window and began running after Clockwerk.

"I'M COMING FOR YOU STUPID OWL!"

"YOU SENT HIM FLYING IN THAT DIRECTION YOU IDIOT!" Turtleshroom yelled.

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Trivia

 * Tails6000 became a wanted criminal in Snowzerland after this event for beating Swiss Ninja in a fight.