Note: The following takes place in a past continuity in Jaredthefox92’s Dimensional Wars Lore. Thus, this event is seen as part of canon of his AU and is believed to be part of the Dimensional Wars Timeline.)

Location: G.U.N controlled Spagonia
Time: 6.35 PM
Date: April 4th, 3255.

Tails was hurrying down the sidewalk as fast as he could. In his tuxedo and fancy shoes, the vulpine man tried to meet his friends and not be late. However, he knew Sonic, Uncle Chuck, and Amy were already there waiting for him. He had to hurry but not rush as it would ruin his hair which he cleaned up and nicely groomed as the fox tried to make his way through the crowd towards the temple. The sky was clear and the sun was slowly setting as the funeral was taking place to honor all three of the Freedom Fighter’s dearly departed friend, professor Pickle. It was a sorrowful and disheartening day for everyone, but if Miles couldn’t get there in time it would look even worse.

“Almost there, sheesh I am not used to running in this thing!” Tails said as he tried to rush as well as maintain his look and not ruin his hair.”

Eventually the twin tailed kitsune was able to make it to the crowd. Fortunately for him his age has increased his height due to be a vulpine to that above average of a normal Mobian male. Tails was able to spot his slightly shorter friends in their funeral attire with Amy and Sonic Comforting Uncle Chuck who was in grief for the loss of his beloved friend and scholar at the University.

“There there uncle, I know it’s sad but the professor lived a good life“ Sonic said as he leaned and patted his sobbing uncle in his wheelchair.

“You should be proud Chuck, both of you contributed much to Spagonia and helped saved this city before. I’m sure the professor is in a better place and Gaia watches over him”  Amy tried to assist in comforting uncle Chuck.

“I’m sorry kids, we were just so close, and I’ve spent years with Dillion. Now he’s gone, and I just can’t bare to look at him in that casket. We’ve had so many fond memories back at the University and when we were on those little impromptu adventures of yours. You’re right, Pickle lived a swell life and left us on a good note.” Chuck said as he began to down from sobbing.

“Hey everyone, sorry I’m a tad late”  Tails said as the fox walked up to them standing next to the crowd.

“Oh hey Tails, you’re not that late” Amy said as she stood up and looked at Tails in her black funeral dress.

“How are you Professor Charles?” Tails said as he looked down at Uncle Chuck in his wheelchair.

“As best I can Mr.Miles. Thank you for taking the time to attend Pickle’s funeral, it means a lot to me both from you and Mrs.Rose.”

“You’re welcome Tails replied. I owe it to Professor Pickle and you after you both helped us out with the Dark Gaia incident.” Tails replied.

“We all do” Amy said as she nodded with Tail’s sentiments.

Soon the Mercedes Benze Hearse arrived and out from it came several members of the morgue company as well as former students of Professor Pickle, both human and Mobian.Among them was Q.Cumber who helped carry the casket out of the Hearse’s cargo backside. Tails and Sonic both nodded as they went over to help carry the casket into the temple as the crowed watched and Uncle Chuck began to sob again, only to be comforted by Amy who patted his shoulder as he sat in his wheelchair. 

Crying and sobbing was heard as the students, Cucumber, and both Tails and Sonic carried the casket into the temple doors as the funeral commenced. As it when bye Charles eyes teared up as well as Amy who could only give a comforting hug as the coffin of Dillon was brought in.

As the casket was brought into the temple Amy pushed Uncle Chuck along in his wheelchair behind it. Eventually the crowed would follow inside for the funeral processions as more and more people entered the temple. Once this was done the doormen would close the door behind them once everyone was inside.

Meanwhile, outside the city at a G.U.N outpost two soldiers were listening in on a radio. One of them was a human soldier from Northamer in the United Federation, Captain Dwight Eisenburgh. The other was a Mobian cat who was among the security detail for with Eisenburgh as his foreign advisor. Both were on simple guard duty outside the city while they relaxed and listened to the radio. Eventually however Dwight turned it to a popular news station that was situated outside of Spagonia, but also translatable.

“Local troop buildups along the border of Battlesaw continue today as the Moebians of their newly formed regime only known as ‘the Order’ continue to occupy the eastern side of the border into Transmania. While United Federation officials believe their occupation of this territory is merely to create a region to set up operations some worry about such an invasion into eastern and central Eurish. Thus far there has been no warning from their leadership, nor has their central command issued any form of statement toward G.U.N.”

“Moebians huh? Haven’t heard of those guys in a while” Eisenburgh said to the cat.

“Si, yet we do not believe they have business with Spagonia. Still, their presence on our sister state worries us “ the cat replied to the G.U.N captain as he looked up at the man in uniform who was reclining back some.

“Don’t worry, the United Federation wouldn’t allow those pesky savages into here. I’ve been ordered to lend Spagonia our full support, IF something as bad as what happened fifteen years ago ever happened again” Eisenbugrh informed the feline.

Suddenly however outside the watch out of the outpost they could see strange and bizarre anomalies forming outside. Round temporal breaches in the fabric of space and time were suddenly forming outside several meters away from the cities border and the outpost. At this Eisenburgh got up and become frantic.

“Sweet mother…Are those Warp Portals?” the captain said.

“Yes, they look like it” The cat said.

“Oh God, we got to warn the city! Quick, contact your security forces and tell them to place the city on high alert. Those damn Moebians are coming!” Captain said as he began to turn on the radio receiver at the station.

“No.” The cat said coldy as he began to reach and pull out his standard issued Beretta.

“Have you lost your mind? Your people are in danger!” Captain Eisenburgh said.

“Grandinare Amanda!” The cat let out as he aimed and fired his pistol right into the forehead of the officer stationed with him.

Captain Eisenburgh could only watch in horror momentarily before the gunshot was heard and the bullet went right into his skull instantly killing him. As he fell over the cat fired three more shots into him, on into the heart, two more into the head. After this the feline officer got out his radio and switched its communications channel.

“Agente Antonio, hai ricevuto?” A rather soft but garbled up feminine voce came through the radio.

“Si signora, ho eseguito la tua volonta.” The cat said as he looked over at Captain Eisenburgh’s lifeless body.

“Bene. Chiudi la porta e circonderemo l'avamposto. Ora inizia il tempo della Greater Spagonia!”

“Si madame Amanda” agent Antonio said before turning off the radio.

“Today we rid ourselves of those human fools” he said to himself.