Back from the dead

[Eggman Empire]

(Some [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9tvMP4ooluU&feature=PlayList&p=635D1EF4B978B9E3&index=2"]music[/url] to set the mood >)

IC:The lab was a gloomy place. Lit an eery green by hallogen lights that hung from the ceiling and flickered, sending shadows dancing across the various rooms. Grey concrete walls and grimy tiled floors did little to improve the atmosphere. A myrid of lab equipment of all kinds cluttered the already small rooms, leading to a claustraphobic feel. Mounted to the walls, bolted to the desks, strewn across counters, and creating obstical courses on the ground, lay test tubes, beakers, microscopes, mini-fridges and freezers, petri dishes, text books, computers, various gutted electronics, machine parts, power tools, unpowered tools, medical equipment, and a mulitude of other devices. The place looked like a mix between a science lab and a hardware store.

If you traversed deep enough into this depressing place, you would find a lone man, fiddling with lab equipment, typing in solutions on a computer, or prodding a petri dish with a needle. You would be hard pressed to believe that this man was once the ruler of a powerful nation. After someone had attempted to kill him by blowing up his helicopter, he decided to take a breather, and spend some time with his first love:Science. Over the past few months, he'd developed vaccines that could save millions and enginneer bio-weapons that could kill just as many. Chemicals that could clean up oil spills and toxic sluge and nerve gas that could melt your organs.

However, his most proudest achivement was almost completed. All it needed was a test subject. The man held the syringe that contained his life's work, and looked around for a moment, as if expecting someone to pop out of nowhere and stick his arm out to be injected. When no such person appeared, the man shrugged, rolled up his sleeve, and stuck himself with the liquid.

He waited a few moments and then frowned. "Strange, the reaction should've been instant." He shuffled over to a terminal. "Perhaps I didn't mix the-" Then his eyes rolled up into the back of his sockets and he passed out, cracking his head against the table.

-----

Several hours later, he woke with a massive headache. Unsteadily, he got to his feet and leaned on the table for support. He blinked his eyes to clear his vision. Keeping one hand on the table, he patted his head and felt the sticky wetness of blood. He staggered to the bathroom to wash the blood out of his hair and inspect the damage in the mirror. He rinsed out the red liquid, but could find no trace of a gash, scratch, or even swelling. "The healing factor is working...I wonder..." He murmured. The man hurried out of the bathroom and up to a metal table. Gripping the edge, he squeezed. It was like forming putty. Excitement building, he rushed to the lightswitch, and promptly killed the lights. He looked around. It was like looking through night vision goggles. He laughed. "It worked, it finally WORKED!" He shouted. He was so excited, he almost forgot the next part of his plan. Regaining his composure, he hurried over to his computer. After a few minutes, he found the program he was looking for. "Run recall.exe ....enter"He mumbled, jabbing the execute button. His screen flashed with the message "Uploading program recall.exe into comms. grid now." The man grinned. "Now its just a matter of time, before the world once again hears the name of Dr. Kintober. Soon the Eggman Empire will return to its former glory...soon." He muttered.

----------------------

Across the countries of Greenland and Russia, a signal was broadcast. Inaudible, one could hear it only if they had special altercations made to their hearing. As one, they all heard the signal, and as one, they all dropped what they were doing, and made their way to the rally point. Their master had returned, and now he was calling them.

*****

OOC:Hey guys, I'm back from Basic and AIT. Well, Sammyace is back. What happened is I forgot my password while I was away, and they're telling me my e-mail isn't in their database. So I had to make a new account. Oh well, whatcha gonna do? I'll be seeing you around later. PS, who owns greenland now?

[Lynneth]

PS, who owns greenland now?

OOC: I own most of Greenland.

Canada on the Worldmap.