In the deep recesses of the Egg Base, resting on the cliff sides of a humble forest, a being stirs. He knows his time has come; the lights flicker in fear. His servos shift and move as he rises, shattering his casing and emerging from his robotic stasis. He seeks power, like his master; he seeks destruction, like his master. His glowing red eyes lead him to the surface, over oceans, to his master's lair, abandoned.

Metal Sonic Mk VII has risen from his well-kept prison, his ambitions and methods more precise and vile than anything his creator, Robotnik, could concieve. With mechanical precision he calls the Badnik armies, scattered over the years, to his surface, leaving his father little more than the makeshift Scrapyard Fortress, the ocean's turning point for his past failures. The Chaos Emeralds and Chaos Shards are scattered, and the Master Emerald has shattered. Time is all that stands between the vile automaton and world domination.

Will he succeed?