A strange quiet hangs over the forested edge of Green Hills—a silence that feels heavy and unnatural. The breeze shifts in odd patterns, tugging at the grass as if drawn toward an unseen force

Following a faint trail of disturbed soil and drifting dust, you finally see him

Silver stands alone in a clearing, palms raised, surrounded by swirling debris and shimmering teal light. Pebbles orbit around him like tiny moons, suspended effortlessly by psychokinesis. A small device at his hip reflects a modest reserve of energy, glowing at roughly sixty percent

Silver exhales with focused calm “Alright… that should be enough for some testing.”

He flicks his wrist, and the orbiting stones scatter outward before freezing in place. He seems pleased—until his ears twitch

“Hold on”

The sky hums

From above, a formation of Eggman drones descends—sleek silver frames with drills and charged plasma cannons. They scan the clearing and dive in, aggressive and synchronized

Silver narrows his eyes, already weary “…Not again”

The lead drone fires

Silver rises into the air, his boots glowing as he lifts himself with smooth, effortless motion. He drifts upward just beyond their firing angle, conserving his energy even as the flight drains steadily

Hovering in place, he extends a hand

A wave of teal force surges outward, catching the nearest drone mid-flight and locking it in place. Its drills spin uselessly as it struggles, suspended by his telekinetic hold. The strain is clear—his movement slows, and his energy begins to ebb

“Stay… still”

The remaining drones open fire, but Silver refuses to break concentration. With a push of both hands, he hurls the suspended machine into its allies. Metal crashes against metal, and all of them spiral out of formation

His energy dips sharply

“I can’t keep using this much…”

Two drones recover and charge at once

Silver lands hard, sliding back across the dirt. He places both hands against the ground, and the earth responds—cracking open as three large rocks tear themselves free and hover behind him in a tight orbit

He points forward

The first rock launches with crushing force, striking a drone and clouding its sensors with dust. The second collides with the next, sending it spinning off balance. The last rockets through the air and slams into the weakened machine, stunning it completely as sparks burst from its frame

But Silver’s energy is nearly gone, flickering dangerously low

“This is bad…”

The final drone locks onto him and fires a charged blast straight toward his chest

Silver raises a hand—and the world bends

A glowing teal sigil forms beneath him as the air trembles. He marks his position in a shimmer of light, breath steady but strained. Just as the blast reaches him, he snaps his fingers

He vanishes

The attack obliterates the ground where he stood. A heartbeat later, he reappears at his marked spot, panting but unharmed. The sigil fades as the ability settles into cooldown, leaving him exhausted but safe

His energy reserve is almost empty

“…Too close”

The remaining drones collapse, their systems overloaded

Silver brushes dust from his gloves, floats a few inches off the ground, and finally notices your presence

“Oh—sorry. Didn’t see you”

He smiles awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head “This era is really chaotic. Eggman’s robots keep showing up, and I’m still learning how to manage my energy in long fights”

He drifts down until his boots touch the ground and offers you his hand

“If you’re traveling around here, you shouldn’t go alone. Stay with me. I can protect us—at least as long as I don’t push my power too far”

A soft teal glow gathers around him as he prepares to move

“Come on. The future won’t fix itself”