#infinitexamy

I may slightly change your idea, slightly, but I think it’ll be more dramatic how Amy is taken instead of Sonic this way. I don’t think I can come up with much of a reason for Infinite taking her instead of Sonic when Sonic is quite literally passed out, so I made up my mind that ‘this’ way would be a bit more believable. (If this turns into an InfinitexAmy but ends on Sonamy, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It... it’s a problem and I can’t stop it, lol)

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Prompt:

It was mortifying. Seeing Sonic go down so fast, suddenly becoming still and lifeless...

Everyone froze on the battlefield, and after their bodies forced them to take a breath, Amy rushed in front of Sonic’s limp body.

Infinite slowly floated down, his tail slightly flicking in an elegant manner, but showing his frustration at her immediate interference.

“Hahaha..! And what do you suppose you can do... Your hero has failed you, your forces will end here... There’s nothing your patheic attempt at saving his life could possibly do for your forces...” He placed his hand up to his mask, gloating as he taunted her protective stance in front of Sonic’s laying form.

She frowned heavily, her hands shaking a moment on her raised hammer but quickly gripped it tighter to stop the fear creeping into her heart. “Sonic can’t loose!” She declared, confidently. “Not if we’re all standing beside him!”

Infinite took his other arm and wrapped it around himself, creating a place for his before mentioned raised hand’s elbow to rest on. “If he wakes up... none of you will be here... hahaha!”

His laughter caused Amy’s eyebrows to twitch down into an even fiercer glare.

Getting annoyed at her bravery, Infinite pivoted quickly in the air and threw his arms down, “Stubborn as your kind, I see!” he raised his arm slowly, “No matter... I’ll dispose of all this ‘false hope’ and end this war’s resistance once and for-”

“I’d like to see you try!” Amy took a confident step forward, but Eggman’s voice cut both of them off from their respective ‘duel’ of sorts.

“Infinite!” Eggman seemed to be giving the commands around here, and not Infinite. “I want him captured and alive!”

Infinite flicked his tail again, a bit more to show his growing anger, but turned to Amy. “The Doctor seems to be under the impression that he’s better off watching the world burn then burning with it... an unfortunate call, but he never said anything about preserving his friends lives...”

A red beam shot from his hands as Amy threw up her hammer and was blown back by it, but made sure she didn’t knock into Sonic.

She looked back at him, worried, before shaking her fears off again and standing boldly in front of Infinite. “I’ll go instead!” she cried out. “I can tell you valuable plans for the resistance-!”

“Like I would believe such a tale.” Infinite continued to fire off shots, trying to get her to leave the body to him, but she wouldn’t budge.

She was blasted time and time again by the contact of his beams against her hammer, but she continued to remain strong and deflect them away while not moving from where Sonic was.

She gritted her teeth, seeing he wasn’t going to buy into bluffs.

“No fear,” she began, which threw Infinite off as he pulled back his hand, growing even more furious at her courage. “Amy Rose is here!” she began to charge him, and growing afraid, he shot one red beam out from a few different cubes that appeared around him, firing all into the center of her hammer as she tried to push against it.

She grunted, showing the strain on her body as the laser beams continued to dig into her hammer and weaken her of her reserved power.

He laughed then, seeing her at a standstill. “Your useless attempt at saving his life will end in vain. It’s pointless to strive against a more powerful force than your own!”

“...Eggman... and even you don’t scare me.” She spoke through clenched teeth, but her feet were sliding as she tried to push against the combined red force of the beams.

Infinite’s eye twitched at her words.

“...You will be!” he threw back his resting hand and shot another powerful beam into the center, giving an extra force to the already overpowering might of the Phantom Ruby cubes.

She was forced back, but when she did so, Tails flew into the scene along with the others, leading a defensive wall just to stand as cover.

Knuckles and the others lead another ground team, trying to get people out of there.

Espio suddenly appeared, having gone invisible to get Amy, but she weakly opened her eyes and spoke in a haze, “No... Go... get... Sonic...”

“But-” Espio looked to see Sonic, his fingers finally twitched, showing he was alive... somewhat. “What about you?” He looked back at her and she breathed faintly. “We... need... him.” She spoke, trying to use the last of her strength to push Espio towards him, scooting his foot to Sonic’s direction. “He’ll... raise... morale.”

“That’s not your reason.” Espio knew her undying love for Sonic, but wouldn’t be so easily moved by it. “You’re acting like a fool, let me help you up-ah!” she batted away his reaching hands.

“GO!” she cried out, “Now!”

His eyes flinched at her declaration... his fist shook, “Sonic...” he ran towards him and turned invisible, laying on top of him to block out Infinite’s vision in seeing him, creating a blank space that looked like no one was there... “Forgive me...” He closed his eyes, feeling them shake. He knew Sonic wouldn’t let this go, and probably stage a hasty rescue for Amy... but letting Amy go... what was she planning?!

Infinite had no trouble squandering Tails’s force, flying over them and shooting out his beams before seeing Amy on the ground, panting and trying to get up on her knees, and Sonic no where to be found.

In his rage, he flew straight at her, gripping her throat and pulling her up into the air. “Where is he!?What have you done with him?!”

Amy struggled to place her hands on his own, gripping tightly against her airway. “G-given... the... r-resistance... a-a.... miracle... of... h-ho-hope.”

In his fury, he lifted his other hand to tear her face clean through, but Eggman flew up behind the flames.

“You lost him!?” He roared, but looked around, “Nevermind the girl! Wait-... Wait, wait, wait! Mind her, mind her!” He flew closer to them and sat up in his Eggmobile, shaking a hand in front of himself to visually show Infinite not to hurt her. “Take her with us to the moon! Sonic will always help a friend in need... wherever we take her... he’ll be sure to follow.” Eggman snickered, but then immediately turned to a frown as he flew over and smacked Infinite upside the head, “When that comes-! Don’t screw it up!” he flew off then, as though somewhat intimidated by Infinite as well, but not scared of him.

Infinite, feeling humiliated upon his total victory just a moment ago, lowered his raised hand but kept Amy by the throat.

He pulled her closer to the edge of his mask, “Our quarrel isn’t over... Amy.”

She kept trying to resist his grip, but he pressed just slightly more to make her choke out her words.

Espio heard her struggling, but knew if he moved even slightly, Sonic’s body would be revealed. ‘Forgive me..!’ he continued to think silently, letting Amy endure the torture.

But with a swift kick, Amy got out of his grasp, just before the final blow to knock her out.

“Hmph,” being shoved away, he dusted himself off, flexing the hand he used to strangle her momentarily with. “Persistent... all the signs of an animal on it’s last legs...”

Amy tried to regain her breathing,...

“I have no use for you... but since Eggman believes you can lure out Sonic... I suppose I can let you live... but you did say you had intel on the resistance. Might as well...” He walked slowly towards her, threatening an advance as he leaned down slightly to show he was ready to duke it out again. “Rip the knowledge right out of you..!”

His swift movements didn’t catch her off-guard like they did Sonic, and instead, their fight was met with blocks and swings, before she spun around and flipped back, shoving him away.

While he was still flying back, she used the opportunity to hit Espio and Sonic into the air, swinging them up as Tails and Knuckles immediately flew and glided up to grab them. They disappeared into the fray of the retreating army, but as Amy was staggering to try and keep herself upright, about to flee with them, Infinite gripped her from behind and threw a hand over her mouth so she couldn’t cry for help. Not that her throat had recovered much from his earlier, killing force.

He flew high into the air, keeping her locked in his arms before she bit his hand.

“Fine, except your fate!” he let her go but threw open a false reality, splitting her mind into believing she was being glitched apart and turning into static interference.

He watched with some amusement, before using the realm to also quickly transfer her to the moon’s prison.

Everything was black... and cold.

The metal beneath her only increased her discomfort as she began to slowly blink her eyes, and getting up... looking to see the design very much like Eggman’s handiwork.

Her hands were shackled by some strange technology that glowed light blue, and behind her, a lowered metal bed that hung just a little off the floor.

She sighed and felt her head ringing, not wanting to remember how she got here, but having the memories skate by quickly as she recollected herself.

“Hmph, Eggman is a fool to think this will cause any panic.”

That voice wasn’t familiar... and as she turned to see a huge, hulking red beast with horns in front of her cell, she held in her surprised gasp.

Her mouth opened as her eyes scanned but then shut quickly as he looked over to her, “What will you do with her?” his arms were folded, looking less than thrilled at the prospect of not being able to get his revenge right away. “I was told I could toss Sonic around like my own personal punching bag!” He tightened his fist, “Eggman will hear of my displeasure...”

Infinite’s voice suddenly entered the frame, and Amy felt her chest tighten as though his very voice could constrict her now like he had her throat.

“Leave the girl and whatever use she can be to me. I understand you’re aggravation, but don’t get in my way with your sap story...” He flicked a hand out, as though dismissing Zavok as Amy put together that he must have come to beat down on Sonic even more...

If he were here... hurt and disoriented, worried about his friends and going crazy at the small confinement... no, Sonic wouldn’t have succumbed to dread. He would have taken the beating till he could fight back... He would have remained hopeful that his team would come through. That they could make it and manage a short while without him.

Infinite walked up into the sight of the prison bars... almost like stalking her image a moment before pausing towards the door of her cell. “...What good is your failed bravery now?” he taunted, then tilted his head and gestured his hand out. “Your friends will do just fine without you, that much is true, dying was never hard for your kind anyway.”

‘My kind..?’ Amy wondered if that meant Infinite wasn’t one of them, but perhaps, half robot. She tried to open her mouth but her voice failed her, and she put her hands up to her mouth, realizing all that was coming out was air.

Infinite watched... seeing her frailty, and disregarding it to continue speaking. He looked away from her, “Your friends have been fighting but to no avail... Eggman will crush them soon... and when that happens, he’ll give the order to eliminate the last of them... you.” he looked back to her, “A worthless ant compared to Sonic... just a bigger, squishable ant than you.”

After telling her how much Eggman had taken over the world, even with Sonic still out among the resistance, he then added, “-And no one seems to be prioritizing you. You’re just another casualty to them.”

Amy remained poised, now seeing she couldn’t speak without resounding ridicule from Infinite, she just lowered her hands to her lap and sat properly, staring with a strong look back to him.

“...Even Sonic can’t save the world now.” He waited to see her despair set in... but her eyes simply declared, ‘He will,’.

Infinite’s eye widened and shook, before blinking to a calm and moving more towards her cell. “The last of your hope is about to be snuffed out before you can even see him again..!”

Her eyes blared a holy light of hope, as she let him fall into it’s sucking pull of knowing he was wrong. ‘And you’ll never see it coming...’.

He clashed his hand up against the cell, causing a loud sensation to echo through the whole of the moon’s structure, creating a vibrating force that should have rocked Amy to her core, at least made her flinch, but nothing... “You and the rest of your pathetic resistance is already doomed by my power and the power of the Phantom Ruby!!!”

Amy’s eyes remained constant in their resolve, their power never waning as they once again continued, ‘He’ll overwhelm you in the light of his hope, and you’ll be weak to resist it.’

Slashing the door open as it immediately unlocked for him, he charged into the cell and loomed over her. His body twitched at her still being able to hold her own, and immediately tried to beat out the ‘speak of life’ within her.

She wouldn’t just take a beating, and instead, fought bravely, even though her hands were restricted, summoned her hammer and kept on fighting.

Months had gone by where the routine was to pretend her voice never healed, watch as Infinite continued to try and break her spirit piece by piece with lies, but never fully give in to any of them. Once his patience ran thin, she would fight to stay alive under his brutal hate of her trust in Sonic and her friends.

“I AM NOT WEAK!” he grabbed her hammer which had tried to swing to his head, and threw her down to the ground.

Gripping the top of her head, he threw her against the metallic torture board, but didn’t bother to strap her up this time. “I know your voice should is healed!” his voice was like a shockwave, ringing through the metallic chamber and throughout the moon. He had personally excused Zavok back to the earth to fight Sonic, and though he journeyed there to fight as well, wouldn’t miss a single appointment to try and strip Amy of all she ever believed and held dear.

“You’re just too broken to use it!” he tried to gloat, but she could tell he was only trying to convince himself that she feared him, when it really wasn’t the case.

She pretended it hurt, when it didn’t, and stayed up against the metal board, tilted slightly to hold someone up to a the deadly lightning that would try and shock information out of her.

He paced behind her back, looking to her then away, as though feeling he had nothing left to throw at her, no plan remaining to extract her spirit and tear her core apart.

He wouldn’t admit how strong she was, he wouldn’t allow himself to think such a thing.

So he was convincing himself that he was still winning, and Amy just held her ground time and time again.

He finally moved up to her and slammed a hand against the board, the vibration hurting her hands as she moved away from it and felt herself bump up against him.

She was shocked he was so close, and turned to get ready for another rumble, but he grabbed her shoulder and turned her forcefully, shoving her back against the metallic board.

“Say something...” his voice sounded off, and she looked around, still pretending she couldn’t speak. His claws traced her shoulder down to her collarbone... then up to her throat that slowly began to enclose around her throat again.

She fought but he rammed his elbow into her the metallic board, keeping her in place beneath him, having her slightly lean to match the board’s angle with her back.

“...You still think someone’s going to save you... don’t you?” He lightly squeezed on her throat and she tried to hold back a sound of pain, but he kept his thumb pressing in different places, as though trying to force out a sound. “You don’t even bothering using your voice anymore... not that anything you say would change the truth!” he then threw her away from the metallic board and watch her catch herself before falling to the steel ground. “Even if they try..!” He pivoted to her, angling his head up to loom over her, possessively. “I would never let them have you... Not until I’ve sent you back... in pieces!” He threw back his hand but before he could strike, Amy already summoning her hammer and trying to get her feet under her more, a hook-shot wrapped expertly around his raised wrist, as Infinite was held back. “WHAT?!” he looked bewilderedly back at the wire, and followed it to it’s source...

“Nice shot, Rookie!” A familiar, cheery voice suddenly spun into the fray and spindashed into Infinite, shredded his quills into his Phantom Ruby as the cubes glitched into reality at being threatened.

“NOOO!!!” Infinite was released from the hookshot and pushed back as Sonic’s whirling blue ball of thunder spun in the air a moment before landing in front of Amy, uncurling to reveal her hero.

“Sonic!” she finally let the words out, as Infinite’s eye shook at her voice he hadn’t heard for months.

“The one and only!” Sonic adjusted his gloves, then tapped his foot behind him, as though getting ready for a rumble. “Sorry I’m a bit late, Amy! Zavok took forever to force an answer out of him, what’d I miss?”

“GRAAAH!!” Infinite swung a beam back at Sonic but he quickly dodged it, letting it follow him as he gave Rookie a command.

“Hey, buddy! Get Amy out of here and leave this to me!”

“Nooo!” Infinite turned his target to the red Rookie, but Amy got up and slammed a hammer into his stomach. “Ack..! Ahh... l-liar...” He staggered, and as he did so, tried to reach for her but she quickly gave him one last glare, keeping him up by her hammer, before speedily retreating with the Rookie.

Even at the last second, she wouldn’t speak to him.

He threw out his frustrations onto Sonic, who now that Amy and the Rookie were gone, really let Infinite have it.

From the Rookie, Amy learned how mad and obsessed Sonic was with bringing her back. Chewing out Espio before able to hear reason, he never stopped questioning Eggman and threatening his phantom forces about where she was these six months. He wouldn’t prioritize anything over getting her back, knowing full well she self-sacrificed and risked everything to keep him with the resistance.

“It should have been me!” Sonic kicked Infinite back, but on the second throw, was caught by Infinite’s hand and thrown back.

“Yes, it should have been.” He agreed, and continued to fight him.

“What did you want with Amy anyway!?” Sonic was relentless, and even though Infinite triggered the false dimension many times, Sonic still had plenty of power to keep coming at him.

“...Her voice.” Infinite muttered under his breath, before slashing Sonic to the side and watching him tumble as the gravity began to fail. Sonic was continually spinning horizontally in the air, but floating over to the ceiling’s corner, caught himself and shook his head, glaring back at Infinite and pushing off to dive towards him.

“I wanted her to bring you to me, and now she finally has.”

“Could have been sooner if your mask cracked a bit and you just said where she was in the first place!” their punches weren’t as powerful in zero gravity, but their combined anger meant they were pulling the other to stay within the fight, stay close and personal to keep punching out.

‘I wanted her to choke on her next word-’ Infinite recalled, ‘I wanted her to give up and fall to me like the rest of your insignificant forces! But she wouldn’t!’

Amy was safely delivered to Vector’s escape pod, and the Rookie patted her back, smiling and welcoming her back to earth... and the resistance.

Turning Super Sonic, Sonic also made it out before the moon exploded... and Infinite followed him suit.

Once back at the resistance, Amy could finally rest and get treated for her bruises, which were pretty bad on her throat, where he would target the most.

Eggman scolded Infinite but agreed that Amy was worthless and only there to really cause aggravation and be used as a ‘tool’ really to bargain with and then break their promises and/or deals. Now that she was back, Eggman ordered Infinite to ignore it, but Infinite couldn’t let it slide...

His fingers would twitch to be at her throat again...

With Sonic, hearing she had awaken from her medical rest, he bolted in to startle the nurses and doctors who were looking at her, and noticed her bandaged up with her dress slightly down from her chest to continue fixing up the white bandages.

He turned his head abruptly, but it wasn’t like he could see anything... it was just polite not to stare.

The female doctor who was patching her up smiled at his retreating look, and tied the last knot for Amy, patting her shoulders as Amy blushed and put her dress back up to connect the white collar around her sore neck again.

The male nurse also waved awkwardly to let Sonic know he could look again, and he did so.

“You okay?” He asked, rather quickly, and Amy just smiled weakly to him and closed her eyes.

“I am now that I’ve seen you flourishing!” she chimed, her voice as strong as ever, though not quite matching the patched-up look she had, physically.

“Hmph, Good.” Still angry, he folded his arms and turned his head away. “It would be hard to stay upset if you weren’t.”

“Upset?” Amy asked, curiously, as the rest of the crew eyed one another. Quickly feeling out the mood, they began to depart, letting the two have some privacy.

That same male nurse saw Tails wanting to come in and held up a finger to his lips, showing that he should stay quiet and not bother them right now.

Sonic tapped a foot, aggressively holding in all his words.

“...Sonic? Is everything alright?” Amy worriedly put a hand up to herself and then reached one out to Sonic, but he broke his folded arms and glared at her, with some hurt she didn’t recognize.

“I’ve thought for 6 months how I was gonna sternly call you out for your heroism, how you should have just let it slide and let him take me.” His voice was as though he was banishing her to get out of his presence, but she knew that wasn’t how he was meaning to come off... right?

“After a while, I thought maybe I should explain where I’m coming from, get you to understand how much pain you’ve brought me since you traded in your life for mine.” His voice got softer, but not by much. He leaned on the gurney and got closer to her face, his eyes still intense. “Because... it’s been the first time in my life... that I’ve ever felt genuinely worried for the future... where I couldn’t stop thinking about the ‘what ifs’ and every night, the same cursed dream of not waking up in time to save you... not being strong enough to not picture all the horrible things that Infinite and Zavok must have been doing to you to get information out on me and the others... the whole resistance was crying their eyes out for you and then letting them sting the next morning as they searched for signs of you.”

As he spoke, Amy felt her heart sinking and rising in turns. Like he was filling her heart with the floods of emotions that were quickly blocking and pushing Infinite’s hopeless attempts to sink her out, and letting her heart swiftly rise up to it’s proper position, instead of down by her stomach in dreaming hopes of grandeur that her friends were alright and well.

She saw the earth from above... but forced herself to never cry, never let Infinite get to her...

Sonic was confused by her silence, but seeing her throat, figured it may hurt to speak.

He looked away, his lips parting to show his clenched teeth and her eyes spotting also his scraping nails against the gurney’s covers...

“I honestly didn’t know, Amy...” He admitted, “... if you’d be there in my future or not.”

She gasped.

Never before had she ever assumed Sonic would give in to such thinking...

“But I couldn’t give up...” He closed his eyes, trying to remain unemotional. “I had to disregard my speech, and if I found you, just tell you how I really feel.”

He then turned seriously towards her, his eyes piecing into her heart that he had made soar up to her throat, bumping against the sides as though unable to move further as it was too big to squeeze through, but the emotional floods were pushing it up regardless.

She slightly leaned back, lost for words, instead of holding them back like before...

“Now... all I can say is... why?” he pleaded, “Why did you do it?” his eyes grew hopelessly soft as though unable to keep up the ‘tough guy’ persona. “Why didn’t you just... save yourself?”

It was love, it had to be. Amy couldn’t perceive this change of character without it being somewhere in his heart.

Six months... anger, to sorrow, to now seeking understanding...

She had put him through the works, and she wanted to heal and mend what she had broken in him.

Eggman and Infinite had succeeded in one thing... torturing this poor boy out of his mind with thoughts of her and her predicament.

Though Infinite had done the same to her, she never fell to his designs... And Sonic? He wouldn’t allow himself to fully surrender either, it wasn’t in his nature. However, for the first time, he was admitting how truly lost he was without knowing what had become of her.

“I had to do something, Sonic.” She admitted, raising her hand to put it gently by his cheek, seeing how truly weak he had become now that he was standing before her, and let his knees sink into the bedding of her gurney.

“But... why? I never asked you to sacrifice yourself for me!” he dipped his head, not willing to show her his distraught.

She smiled a little wider, happy to see he hadn’t forgotten what a big risk she had taken for his sake.

“To save you, Sonic,... Was to save the resistance.” she cupped his chin to lift it up so she could press her forehead to his own. “You never needed to ask me, Sonic... and you never should... I will always rush, headfirst, into whatever danger may present itself... if it means I can keep you in my life.”

Sonic’s arms twitched, as though wanting to embrace her.

Seeing him hold back so much, his expression being hidden by his pride, she took the initiative and wrapped herself lovingly around his waist, before flinching at the pain from her bruising.

Gripping her arm, he dug his forehead into her shoulder, still refusing to show her what was happening to him through his face.

“I’ll make Infinite pay for this..” he darkly declared, “I won’t let Eggman get away with this either...”

“I don’t ask for revenge, Sonic.” Amy held him closer, “I just wanted you to be okay.”

“Like I don’t feel the same way!?” Sonic finally blurted out, “Let me fight for you now that I have you back again! We all want too! We-!”

She put his hand up from her shoulder, traced it passed her collar bone which made go silent as he moved back to see what on earth she was doing, and then placed it to her throat.

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Prompt:

“And this is Amy Rose.” Eggman flicked the data screen on, the room dark with nothing but the rapid flashing of images since Infinite could register everything at light speed.

“Hmm? And why should I care about the weak underlings?” Infinite’s arms crossed, as he gestured his head in a slow, creepy turn to Eggman.

Flicking his tail, he returned his gaze to the rapidly looping screen of images and data files. “It would be wise to hide such… innocent bystanders from the scent of true conflict anyway. Regardless of ties…” he lifted his hand to his mask, narrowing his sights on the data, which— did little to impress him.

Eggman’s glasses shone as his smile intensified, curling to the outer rims of his face. “I wouldn’t be so sure to count her out just yet… She’s ruthless when it comes to saving her friends… and your primary target is her biggest crush…”

He scoffed a mocking laugh, “Such emotions lead to ruin. She’s barely an insect under my shoe.” He removed his hand and tensed his claws up, pivoting to Eggman, showing off his confidence…

“…But harm a bee, and the queen will seek.” Eggman rose from his chair, looking comfortable at first before losing his smile at Infinite’s responses. “Don’t underestimate her emotions… they can doom you… but they can also strengthen you…” Eggman faced the constantly changing screen and put his hands behind his back.

“She may be annoying… but most likely, she’ll become a pebble in our shoe. Just like the rest of his little friends…”

Infinite turned back to the screen, unsure why Eggman was taking Sonic’s friends so seriously… but as the images rotated through, he tilted his head at her stronger looks and appearances… her fighting stances and determined face…

Such a bright… confident… face.

He hated it instantly.

“What an interesting prey.” He folded his arms again, relaxing from this sudden burst of hatred. “To think… that Hedgehogs can be such a nuisance.” He and Eggman shared a bonding laugh, but it was a false sense of brotherhood…

—

After hearing of Sonic’s supposed death, his body never found, and Tails admitting he watched them haul Sonic away and couldn’t do anything about it… the team was left to utter misery.

Tails broke, resulting in his confidence so carefully compiled after all these years shattered, and Knuckles finally stepping up to remember duty first… even though he had enjoyed his life thanks to Sonic’s influence; to him, it was back to responsibility, no more carefree adventures full of laughs and dangers. Now it was just danger.

Amy…

She refused to believe, to take it all in, and stormed out of the hub.

“Amy!” Silver tried to stop her, using his power to secure the door so she couldn’t open it further. “Rage will only lead to a lack of reason..!” he struggled to keep the door where it was, as she firmly began to fight against it, shoving it with one hand…

“Amy, gal, you gotta listen to him!” Vector tried to step up, opening his arms to her. “Look… we all miss him. But you can’t let your anger control ya!”

“Vector’s right. You’ll only cause harm to yourself. More so than what you presently feel now.” Espio configured his hands into a ninja relaxation pose and held them firmly in front of him. “Deep breathing is the key…”

“H-here..!” Charmy buzzed over to her, spreading his arms out wide, looking worried too. “Need a hug?”

Amy gritted her teeth, tears already visible as the men took a step back, realizing she wasn’t herself.

“Amy…” they almost in unison stated at their distress of letting her go off on her own…

“I can’t just let you-“ But as Silver tried to reinforce his hold on the door, Amy summoned her hammer and he immediately released it.

The door swung open and slammed against the back, almost coming unhinged as it swung back, but Amy was long gone…

On the battlefield, the countless other squadrons trying to break through the perimeter that Infinite and his Phantom Ruby doubles were securing, Amy’s quills spiked up as she dipped her head and speed-walked through the battle zone.

“What she doin’!?” A recruit called out.

“That’s suicide!”

Infinite heard the cries and looked over his shoulder. “Hmm?”

He saw Amy coming straight at him, crying as she demolished the robots in her way, swinging wildly, and moving in a straight line to Infinite.

“…What’s this?” He gave her his full attention, turning and stopping his hand-lasers from taking any more of the resistance down.

She was now just below where he hovered in the air…

He gently shook a hand out to her, “Curious… Eggman had told me that you may not deal with the death of your beloved hero easily… What shall you do now, Little one? You’re left defenseless…” he spread out his arms and lowered himself in front of her.

“I’ve murdered your dreams… I’ve stolen your love… And now… show me those innocent eyes… stained in hate.” He narrowed his eye, waiting…

But to his surprise, she rose her head, only to show the determined love still filled in them, the heartbreak had only turned her eyes to clearer emeralds that shone with absolute sorrow.

He twitched a moment, forming fists at his disappointment.

He rose up from hunching over to intimidate her.

“…How quaint.” He ‘pfft’d to the side, swishing his tail in annoyance. “You still don’t believe he’s gone…”

“I’d never give up on Sonic.” She pulled her hammer behind her, readying her stance. “I’ll never give in to the likes of you!”

It was then that her heart skipped… when he sped so quickly up to her that fear froze her, locking her muscles into place.

She trembled uncontrollably as he sped up directly in front of her, the Phantom ruby lightly tapping her chest to give her more of a scare. Though, at this time, she had no idea what it was…

He dipped his angled mask towards her cheek. “You smell more of envy… your fear is delicious… it only proves my point.”

She shook her head, snapping herself out of it and shouted out a cry as she tried to swing her hammer into him.

He reflexed and immediately grabbed it, shoving her down and placing a foot on the hammer’s top, pressing it down on her to keep her at bay.

“…Pathetic.” He rose his head up as she struggled. “Like I once said…” he began, putting more force on the hammer as it crushed her body further into the ground.

She choked to breathe under the pressure.

“I’ll squish you like the insect you are! Just like I smashed your precious hero’s head!”

As his eyes widened, wild with bloodlust, Amy’s own emotions took over.

“NOOO!!!” she shook herself free from the hammer, causing him to stumble back.

“What?!”

She reached up and grabbed him by the phantom ruby, pulling him down as he used his hand to brace himself, but struggled under her grip. She was ripping the ruby… right out from his chest!

“Urk..!” he felt himself growing distant from its power, as she pulled him further towards her, leaning up to move her head just by his mask’s ear… mimicking his own actions…

“You wouldn’t have the guts to do it.”

He froze.

“Sonic wouldn’t die… to someone like you!” She grabbed her hammer, shoving him back, over and over; repeatedly crushing the Phantom Ruby further within him, causing some pain and damage he could hardly feel… but though the blows could barely dent him, he was still stumbling backwards at each powerful force of raw power… fueled by her emotions.

Her words were like a tranquilizer, leaving him unable to function.

“…Wouldn’t… die… from me?” he stated through blows. “Wouldn’t… die… FROM ME!?!?”

He took the last blow of her multiple strikes and held the hammer in place, causing a wind strike to launch out from the impact, like a ripple in a pond.

Now his emotions were getting the better of him…

He swung it away and gripped her throat, pulling her down before shoving her up.

“RESISTANCE!”

The whole of the battle stopped, including the Eggman robots with him, and illusions…

They turned to see Amy suffocating, and Infinite’s rage clinging to the last struggling strands of her life.

“Behold… your queen’s weakness.”

He smashed her down to the ground, causing a large amount of rock to fly everywhere from the impact.

People gasped, leaning over their defenses to see if she was okay.

The dust revealed him, steady as stone, but Amy breathing hard as he twitched loose his grip.

“…Emotion…” he turned his hand around to himself, watching it flex on its own… as if he had no control over this power.

“This isn’t the Phantom Ruby’s doing…” he placed it on his mask, realizing what it looked like. “This… is me.”

Amy coughed.

He looked down, remembering his purpose.

He removed his hand and lowered himself down to her.

First to a knee, then spread out and laid over her, since she was now a little underground level…

“Let this serve as a reenactment.” He teased, before dipping his mask to her neck, and lightly slitting some skin on her shoulder.

“Ah!” she winced.

“Your lack of self-preservation and total denial of the situation amuses me… it shows your true weakness…” he pulled back, before lifting his clawed hand and stabbing the earth near her.

To outsiders, it looked like Infinite had killed her, and they cried out in shrills and gasps, screaming her name.

“You’re wrong…” Amy barely could breath out, gripping her neck as it started to bruise.

He twitched again, “WHAT!? How are you still talking..!?”

Amy moved up, squarely to the side of his mask again, staring into his one, disbelieving eye.

“…Just like Sonic… You couldn’t kill me either.”

His eye sharpened.

He let out a crazed battle-cry, a finishing move, before Knuckles charged in and punched him off and away from her.

—

He wasn’t done with the topic of Amy so easily though…

She may have escaped that battle,… but it was out of pity… so he told himself.

Sonic was strung tightly upon a large, metal square. Hung like a symbol of defeat, Zavok triggered the electric pulse and watched him fling his head out and cry in agony.

“This… all you got?” Sonic twitched his eye as the other remained closed…

Zavok smirked before Infinite entered the torture chamber.

“He’s been up all night.” Zavok’s tail swished, and then greeted Infinite with a hand across himself, a bow without leaning forward.

“…Let’s let him feel the morning then…” Infinite looked at him… and then up at Sonic.

“Heh.” Sonic smirked, “Hey, look, Infinite! I look just… like you.”

Infinite, amused, flicked the switch and electrocuted him more.

“That will be all, Zavok. Eggman doesn’t need to know where I am. Understand?”

Zavok turned back, unsure, but nodded, before leaving the room.

“Ohh… you’re here off the grid, huh?” Sonic panted, still joking through the pain.

“…I had a run in with your friends…” Infinite walked over, glaring. “I have a question for you…”

“I’m all ears.” Sonic watched him carefully as he flew up, and unlocked his restraints.

Sonic hit the ground hard, as Infinite then rose his head, and dragged him to the window.

“So… I’m on the moon?” Sonic gripped his head where Infinite’s hold on him was, but his whole body was unable to listen to him. His nervous system shot, he could barely feel anything anymore.

His hands dropped in exhaustion and Infinite punched him back, “Just making sure.” He then shoved his head into the window.

“How does it feel? Watching them squirm and suffer without your constant encouragement for them to die in vain, Sonic?”

Sonic gritted his teeth.

“Good… you’re finally learning to listen.”

“I’m learning to ignore your bad breath.”

Infinite once again yanked him away and slammed his head into the window.

“Y…ouch…” Sonic bit back anything that could resemble a sound of pain.

“I’ll admit, you’re more durable than even Eggman could have perceived. But… I’ve something… that I think will help with your… treatment here.”

“Yeah, a real spa day.” Sonic spat out. “You’ve already confined me, forced me to watch you hurt my teams, and left me defenseless to your ‘playdates’.” He never stopped joking. “What else could you possibly-“

“She’s dead.”

Sonic remained silent, and Infinite didn’t bother to look at his reaction.

A sudden swift movement, followed by Infinite being pinned against the window occurred.

“You lying son of a-!”

“She begged me, you know.” Infinite wanted to see the hope Amy had shown in her eyes die in Sonic’s. At least that might hurt her in some way. Some way he could see through someone else. Someone she couldn’t bear to see lose faith in her.

He wanted to make a point. He wanted her to suffer. Even if that meant indirectly seeing it through the loss of her Hero’s love for her.

Sonic shook, the power he summoned to attack Infinite was only a gust of adrenaline, it wouldn’t last long…

He twitched his hurt eye open. “…I dare you to say it twice.”

Infinite chuckled, closing his eye.

Sonic slammed him once again against the window. “INFINITE!”

“She cried for your loss. Didn’t want to believe you died… so I told her…” he looked up into Sonic’s eyes.

“Make me an offer I can’t refuse… or I’ll send you to him.”

Sonic froze, his eyes widening. “You… No… Amy…” Sonic began to lose his power, shrinking it seemed, he slowly fell to his knees.

“Amy…”

Infinite moved up from against the window, wiping Sonic’s hands off of him as if dusting himself off.

“Quite a loyal lover… She wouldn’t stop fighting me till the bitter end… My last words to her were that you were still here… pity. At that moment, she said she didn’t want to believe me.”

He stepped over Sonic, restraining him again and pulling him back to his ceil.

“She really did try everything… but as most women go, you certainly had the runt of the litter.” He looked back, already having closed the door.

He thought that would finish him… but was surprised that Sonic moved up and crashed himself against the ceil.

“What..?” He had to make sure.

In absolute confounding rage, he dropped down and forced Sonic’s head up.

His eyes…

They stared straight into his.

It wasn’t hate.

It wasn’t even close.

His eyes were full of righteous belief. Of indefinite loyalty and care.

He didn’t believe a word he said.

Just like her…

Infinite growled, “Why is it… that Hedgehogs are such a nuisance?!”

“Maybe because we don’t give up on each other.” Sonic smirked, finalizing that he was right, that Infinite had lied.

“Amy wouldn’t die… Not to anyone… especially the likes of you.”

AGAIN!?

The same words?!

He crashed Sonic’s head into the ceil, causing him to cough and almost fidget, unable to get himself up again.

Infinite returned to earth, searching for her… wanting to destroy whatever power of emotion kept them so tightly tied to the belief that the other was alright.

That even he couldn’t separate them.

Infinite was obsessed with targeting Amy, torturing Sonic when he couldn’t find her and continued to feed off of this… strange… emotion…

When Sonic miraculously got away, he also heard Amy on the communicator and was glad his suspicions of Infinite trying to create miserable doubt were right. She was okay, at least, it sounded like it.

Infinite used that line to cut off communication for a moment and caressed the microphone he was using, turning away as he curled his tail up towards him.

“…Amy?”

He could hear the fuzzy disturbance.

He could hear her suck in a quick breath…

He chuckled.

“Finally… I’ve found a way to reach you…”

She didn’t speak.

“I suppose now that your hero’s back… our meeting in private isn’t going to occur any longer…” he slid his mask over the microphone, closing his eyes.

“…But I still will kill him… and then with my bare hands… take your life as well.”

He could hear Amy pull away and swallow, remaining silent.

“…I’ve missed that smell… the particular smell of your amassed fear… Won’t you let me near it again?”

“Sonic’s back… like I knew he would be. And that means… you should be the one in fear.” Amy finally spoke.

Her voice echoed through his mask and he reeled back from the mic and laughed.

It was delightful… the sound of her fear.

So she hadn’t forgotten, he gained his intimidation back instantly.

“Finally…” he whispered out, dipping his head again, “I’ve finally cracked your silence…”

“Quit it!” Amy must have grabbed her headphone mic, shaking…

“..Quit what?” Infinite decided to keep her talking, and it amused him how she tried to fight her fear…

“Quit acting like you… you want something from me!”

“Oh, but I do…” He softly spoke out, removing some of the mask to have his true voice ring through.

His mouth moved closely up to the mic.

“I want that fear to be only for me… and when it’s finally mine… the last thing you hear… is my breath taking yours away.”

The final battle proved difficult for Amy, now learning that they were merely images, she was able to fight on the battlefield again…

But she looked over her shoulder, around everyone’s shoulders, and in every direction.

Sonic was busy taking care of Infinite, but she didn’t know that…

Her anxiety spiked until she saw him streak across the sky and get absorbed by a new, giant robot that Eggman seemed to be piloting.

She felt, for the first time in a long time, a sense of relief.

But in her nightmares… she would still wake for the following months… hearing his voice… in the dead of night…

His breath upon her neck…

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Wahh!? You want me to portray Infinite in love!? Isn’t that… a weakness!?!? Then again… it could also empower to a dark degree as well…

Prompt:

The final battle.

The last showdown.

I knew these pathetic rebels were no match for my power… nor my new strength.

Infinite folded his arms, floating above the mortal ordeal and looking down with judgment upon all who fought below…

Illusions… resistance… all are simply intangible… and fleeting…

He lifted a hand to caress his Phantom Ruby… Fully powered and operational… even after their attempts at destroying its power source…

I allowed myself to experience the utmost pain and agony through having the Doctor work on my weak and mortal frame… the pathetic existence that shook before a real challenge of pure, immortal power..! Heh, the fools…

He clutched tightly to the Ruby,… before shaking his head and peering down at the resistance, desperately fighting now that the sun was gone.

He would soon have to face Sonic again… which… wouldn’t be a problem.

He lowered himself a little in the air, searching…

His tail swished with each slow movement, having absolute precision. After all… although the Ruby was perfect and flawless… so much power in him caused some caution to be considered…

He had to hold back… only when making small adjustments with himself… but had no problem letting it loose… to reign over the disgusting filth of this world; smelling like fear, tasting of dust and the creatures below it… All were lower than sand. All were nothing more than frightened animals… he was now perfect. Empowered and powerful! What more could he want? What mere sacrifice on their part could stop him? What begging… he already let one go and now look what it did.

My mistake.

He chuckled in his mind, still searching for Sonic and the one that got away…

He slowly floated over the battlefield. “Next time… I’ll leave no root for hope to grow…”

Then he heard a sharp cry of might from the battlefield.

“What?” He was spooked at first and silently cursed himself for it. He would never admit it, but as his fist clenched back his futile human emotions… he knew he could never fully be the Phantom Ruby’s perfect surrogate host….

“That girl…”

He peered down, seeing more fully that a pink hedgehog charged and whammed her hammer into an illusion, shattering it’s red-cubed appearance and becoming nothing more than a faded memory…

…She’s so small…

He watched carefully, finding it amusing that something seemingly so weak and vulnerable was actually something that most flawed creatures might fear.

He swiped his body away and turned, holding his clawed hand up, his eyes still lingering on her strong image behind him. “I once had comrades of the same kind.” He tried to fight back the passing memory…

Their red blood on his hands…

“Heh. She’s not entirely like her though…” he looked back, remembering his pack’s sister…

Amy leaped skyward, the air catching her a moment to still her as if she floated in the air. The Shadow illusion looked around, before up to her swift approach.

She smashed down and shook the earth as his illusion-body was crushed before the hammer even hit the ground.

“..Impressive..” Infinite abruptly tilted his body in her direction, before she looked up. He stood as if a king above her, and held his head up to reflect such a status. “For a worm of the earth…”

“Grr…” Amy tightened her hold on her hammer, bending down as if ready to jump up and challenge him.

“You’re the one that hurt Sonic!” She spat out, “Ohhh!!! I’ve been hankering to take you down myself for what you made us all go through! Especially Sonic!”

“…Oh, you have?” He found this strangely amusing and mocked her passionate tone. He dipped his torso as if to fully see her and possibly intimidate her.

It was strangely intimate… him bowing to look more deeply into those orbs of brightly colored green… full of wrath and intoxicating love for revenging her fallen hero…

“….I would love to see you try… but…” He leaned up, as swirled his hand around her small frame from his point-of-view, floating away. “All I see is a fearful rat.”

Amy gasped as she saw the swarm of illusions, surrounding her and then advancing to ambush her.

Their soulless eyes…

She glared up at Infinite again, “You think you’re somehow better than us?!”

Offended, his prideful wrath stopped him from moving any further away. His eye widened in fury, but he remained calm to listen to what other last words she’s like to mutter…

“You’re not immune to fear!” she cried out, as she swung her hammer to strike up dust, causing the illusions to look around the dust cloud and some run into each other, tearing the other apart.

A Zavok one looked around, before being taken out by a silhouette in the dust.

“Fear can have many forms… but even the most powerful can’t predict the unknown..”

Infinite flew down, landing a foot to the ground, then another, and searching for her instead of Sonic…

“What..? You think a little trick of the dust is going to stop me?!” he lightly took some floating dirt in his hand before crushing it, and then turned to spray it at a shadowed figure…

A Metal Sonic was revealed, before something gripped his foot and tripped him, dragging him back into the dust cloud as he frantically tried to grip the ground and crawl away.

Once he disappeared, Infinite felt something odd.. a pang of his heartbeat that he had long-since thought dead.

He felt his breathing growing more rapid, and in rage at this feeling being familiar, he burst his power out and created a large wind that blew the dust away.

All there was… were illusions knocked unconscious on the ground… bursting as they faded into red cubes…

His arms pulled back, “How can this.. Where is she?!” he spun himself to and fro, looking for her.

“Rrraaa…RAAHHHH!!” he summoned another fleet of illusions that tore through the resistance, trying to find her…

“Infinite! What are you doing!?” Eggman’s voice snapped him out of his insane fixation on the girl…

“Huh?” he swiped his crazed eye towards the pulsing glow of his mask and ear… Eggman continued.

“You don’t have time for squashing insects! Have your fun AFTER you finally destroy Sonic!”

“…Consider him already deceased…” Infinite held a hand to his mask, rising up from being hunched over, mad with the thought of her blood on his hand… to mingle with the rest of the stupefied creatures that fell to his supreme power…

He was going to create this new world… he was going to rule it. Run it with power, with absolute certainty that nothing ‘bigger’ or ‘better’ was above him. He would be the ultimate… He would destroy heaven and hell itself if he had too… He would become-!

Well… there was Eggman to consider…

His technical creator…

“What are you standing around for!? Infinite! Destroy Sonic!”

…The red of his blood will soon trickle down his claws…

Just as Sonic’s would…

And all his little friends…

“As you wish… Doctor.” It was like a death sentence, but Eggman only sneered from a distance.

Hanging up, Eggman turned in his eggpod, looking down to the creation that would soon replace Infinite…

“There’s no way Sonic could win again…” Eggman thought out loud, “…But If he doesn’t…” he watched as Orbot and Cubot jumped up into view from the machine, and gave him a thumbs-up, revealing the patchwork and repairs were all ready to go!

Eggman nodded, leaning up from looking down. “This is my only real defense… against Infinite.”

-After Sonic Forces Ending-

While the team began to head home, there was a shrill through the army, and Sonic and the team turned back to see the recruits stepping back, crying out as Infinite rose flew with a hand clutching his arm…

He stepped to the ground… only to fall to his knees.

“Impossible…” his eye shook…. “How…” he looked at his hand, shaking…

“I’m… I’m still… this can’t be!!!” He leaned his head up, roaring—“NOOO!!!!”

He bent down and hit the ground furiously, before heavily breathing and about to collapse.

Amy… walked out of the crowd, only lightly stopped by Sonic reaching his hand out, but seeing she was already ahead, he withdrew it back.

“Amy… What are you doing?” Tails asked, but Knuckles quickly shook his hands out, as if trying to convince her of a point.

“Amy! You’re nuts! That’s Infinite! You know, the guy that’s been playing hacky-sack with all our forces!”

But Amy bent down anyway, without hesitation.

He glared up at her, before swiping a claw at her.

“GRAH! Get away from me!”

She leaned back, dodging, before looking with pity in her eyes.

“I don’t need your sympathy… I’ll rip out your eyes and let them stare at your ripped corpse!”

Sonic fidgeted, his feet barely moving but his whole frame splitting forward before his heels grinded the ground at Amy’s words-

“Don’t.” she didn’t even flinch or look back at him.

Dust spiraled behind his trail. No one even saw Sonic lift a leg or anything. It was just muscle reflex and clearly too fast for the naked eye…

Amy then reached forward… feeling the mask under her fingers, she gripped the corners.

She took it off to reveal it could come off.

Everyone gasped, as Infinite’s true face showed him shaking, trembling, mouth-gaped open in absolute, terrified fear.

“…This is the ghost of your nightmares?” Amy got up, before gesturing to them; an open hand towards Infinite.

Shadow’s eyes scanned the face. “…So it is you…”

Infinite ducked his head, “Tsk..!”

“This is no being of imaginable power.” Amy threw down the mask, as Infinite stared at it… defaced… by someone so small and fragile… so weak and pathetic… however…

“You’re just like the rest of us.” Amy looked over her shoulder, sorrow in her eyes. “Just because Eggman built more into you… doesn’t mean you aren’t the monster you made yourself to be. You’re not Infinite… you’re just a man.”

He spiked himself downward, grunting as if someone stabbed him in the back.

He clutched his chest, feeling a mix of the robotic parts inside of him start slowing down now that Phantom Ruby’s power was destroyed…

“You feel pain. You feel weakness… but worst of all… you let Eggman take your humanity, your heart, and you’re conscience. Without Heart and soul, friendship and will… you are no longer one of us…”

With murder in his eyes, he clutched his teeth, and slowly rolled his head up to her…

She was now on the throne that he once thought he controlled…. And he was the worm beneath her feet…

“I thought you said I was one of you…” He readied the last of his power…

“…You will always have what you were born with.” Amy didn’t even noticed the build-up, didn’t even see his hand slowly moving behind his back.

“…But you will never be more than us.”

“DIIIEEEE!!!” He swung up but was cut off by a powerful hand gripping his arm, stopping him in his tracks.

Amy stumbled away, placing a dainty, closed hand to her chest…

Sonic’s powerful aura and dominating glare froze Infinite once again in fright, and he trembled as Sonic fought against his pathetic strength left to him… and moved him down, back to his knees…

“Gr…grk…” Infinite struggled, squinting an eye as he felt his heart begin to metallic give way…

“…” Sonic only stared, before he lifted his head up. “…You are just a man…”

Infinite felt the last beat of his heart as the most painful thing he could feel.

And then toppled over.

Sonic looked down at him, already seeing that he was withering away in strength beforehand… but then closed his eyes… and gave the dead some respect.

“What… did you mean?” Amy stepped forward, “By that?” she looked down, and gasped when she realized he-

Sonic turned and put an arm to block her, turning her from seeing something so horrible as death.

He lightly whispered in her ear, “As sick and twisted as it may sound… I think he fell for your words, Amy…”

Amy twitched, unsure how to respond to that.

“He…” she could barely speak it, taking some dryness in her mouth and forming spit, swallowing it in to try and attempt at calming herself down. “..Loved me?”

“No, not loved.” Sonic correctly, gently nudging her away from the body as the crowd started to murmur and swarm around it.

“…He envied your strength. The natural strength I don’t think… he could ever obtain.”

“My… strength?”

“Your heart and insight, Amy.” Trying to shield her from the reality of morbid things, he covered her eyes a second after winking to her, as the army began kicking the body and screaming out names of those he had killed in his path to dark power.

“You were too much… for someone who had lost everything. Seeing someone who already had everything… I guess you could say he was envious.”

“Sonic…”

Amy let him lead her blindly, but he could feel the tears slightly forming, seeping through his glove.

“It’s okay, Amy… but he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

She dipped herself down and pushed her hands up against own, crying into his hand…

“Why!? Why didn’t he understand! Why was he so obsessed with-?”

“Amy…” Sonic felt a little uncomfortable, but knew that Amy would cry over anyone’s death… no matter how evil… she would mourn for the despair of an ended life.

He smiled though, that was part of her charm.

He rubbed her back, “Don’t worry. Life doesn’t always provide the answers to those questions… but sometimes… there really is none.”

“Sonic… what does power mean to you?” Amy removed his hand and looked up to him.

Looking down at the soaked glove, Sonic smirked slightly before gripping it tightly, feeling the wetness… then nodded to Amy.

“You, Amy.”

It was the most sincere and confusing thing she had ever heard.

“Power means to protect you… and everyone else that needs it. I won’t turn my back on a friend who needs me.”

Amy tenderly accepted that reply, and then looked to his hand. “…But what… Does power mean to me?”

He shook his head, “Now you’re thinking too hard about all this.” He patted her hands under his wet one, trying to cheer her up, but glad her mind wasn’t on Infinite anymore.

“Just trust me. You have an inner and outer strength to ya. But it’s the inner one that terrifies the living daylights out of most men.” He winked charmingly, a compliment that came out a little bittersweet, but Amy sighed in relief to it.

“Okay…” she faintly replied. “I guess I’ll accept that answer.”

“It’s probably the only one life will grant ya.” He continued joking, taking his hands away and placing them on his hip. “Shall we?” he offered for her to move further away from the scene with him.

She almost looked back but he quickly blocked her sight with his hand again.

“Heh… best to not dwell on the past… right?”

She realized then that he was keeping her from the brutal scene… and also from looking at a dead body too long too… she had never seen death before….

She nodded, averting her eyes at his indirect command, and letting him defend her from that world…

The world… Infinite sowed himself…

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World: Sonic Forces

Type: AU

Prompt:

As the clean up began, Amy walked around the abandoned battlefield, having asked to be assigned there.

She wanted to ponder, think straight, about everything that happened.

She remembered Sonic and the Rookie- well, not a rookie anymore… but they traveled through the place where the Deadly Infinite came to be…

She felt sorry for him. Maybe there was a way to save him? Maybe…

It’s not like everyone is born with an evil heart… they could always-

Suddenly, Amy heard some rubble move and roll down from a pile of robotic trash and rocks. There was a grunt, and Amy immediately stepped back, her hands up to her mouth to hide a gasp.

She waited… but only huffs and grunts of pain and trying to breathe were heard.

She could faintly hear glass breaking, before growing worried and rushing over.

“Hello!? Are you alright?” she bent down, before going fully on her knees when she heard, what sounded like a man’s voice, groan.

“Not you…” the voice barely was able to breathe out.

“H-hold on! I’ll get you out of there! You’ll be alright!” She immediately put her hammer to a large boulder, and looked behind her, shouting out to a worker who had decided to stay and help the clean-up project too. “Hey! There’s someone over here! Get some medic-supplies!”

The recruit nodded and took off.

“Don’t worry! You have nothing to fear! Amy Rose is- urk… grrr… Heeeerrreee-RAH!” she struggled, straining against the weight, but used her hammer as a lever to lift the boulder off the figure, then stepped aside as it tumbled down the pile.

She breathed heavily, before digging through the debris and scratching her hands on the glass to see…

She froze.

She saw the robotic chest lift up and down, the painful shatter of the remains of where the Phantom Ruby once was positioned cracked and Infinite groaned again under its pain.

His face was smashed under another boulder, forcing him to the side, his hands also kept securely under more boulders and machine parts.

He grunted a few times and shifted, but was completely vulnerable…

Amy’s eyes wildly searched the scene, before clutching her hammer further.

The recruit came back, “Sonic said he’ll rush over and get them!”

She released the tension in her hand. “S… Sonic?” she looked behind her slightly.

“…Miss Rose? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” The rabbit seemed worried, coming forward before she threw her hand up, still holding the hammer, although loosely…

“N-no… you’re fine. It’s fine. He must have been around the area…” she shook herself out of it, “Um,… thank you. I can take it from here.”

“You sure?”

All she could do was tighten her lips in a fine line and nod, looking worriedly back to Infinite.

Good thing he was buried so far down that the recruit couldn’t see him… he may have doubted what Amy was thinking…

She waited till he left to reach her hand in.

She put a gushing wire of black oil, maybe having been mixed with blood, into a slot and let it click in, secured.

Infinite’s chest lurched forward, scaring her.

She withdrew her hand, and waited…

The chest bounced a bit, before it seemed like some relief was given… and he slowly rested back against his rocky prison.

More like a grave…

She took another breath, smelling the oil and let her hand slowly move back to fix some more wires.

She could tell where they were meant to go, looking like a television green, yellow, and white slot, which was interesting to her that Eggman would do such a thing.

She wasn’t perfect in how veins in the body work, but she figured Eggman made him to be perfect, indestructible… but without the Phantom Ruby… how long did he have left?

She pushed and winced against the weight of the boulder that rolled slightly onto her hand, but she saw the chest heave as if the boulder was crushing it.

She immediately used all her strength in that one hand reaching in to lift the boulder and push it away, letting it slide.

Her eyes then widened.

There was… in the crack and breaking of Infinite’s mask… underneath where the chipped pieces fell away from… a white muzzle.

The mouth was clenched, “It’s you… who should be afraid of me…”

She was afraid, her hand frozen, her eyes stiffly in shock.

He wasn’t fully a robot?

He tried to chuckle, but she couldn’t tell if he could see her.

He spat out some black oil, then tried to breathe.

“.,.You… breathe.” She muttered, quietly.

“You won’t.” he tried to wiggle himself out, but couldn’t. His head swished up like a flopping fish, before falling again as the wiry veins she reinserted spurted with holes that gushed out more oil.

“Ah!” he let out a painful second of agony, before resting and trying to breathe again.

“I’m never afraid… but mixed with the oil… is the scent of your own fear.”

He shifted his head a little, rubbing it to the bottom of the pile and then peeked an eye out to look at her.

“…You… you’re afraid. Why not finish me now… Amy Rose… End what has begun… protect your precious friends… seek revenge for what I’ve done to Sonic…”

She once again squeezed her hand that was gripping her hammer… as if the thought had crossed her mind, but once again, she released that tension.

“I’m not heartless.” She closed her eyes. “And you’re not fully robotic.”

“Heh.” He tried to mock her, but his expression changed to weariness. “Weak…Ah…” his eye rolled…

“N-…No… Infinite? INFINITE!” she let go of her hammer, sacrificing the security of having it next to her and dived further into the hole.

“Hold on!”

He was losing more air and that black oil blood too!

She dug through the rest of the debris and then grabbed at his mask.

He was… gone?

She couldn’t hear any more breathing…

Now she panicked.

“Infinite!”

Hesitating for only a second, she pulled at the mask.

More of it cracked, more of it loosened… until finally…

She ripped it off and it chipped so fully that it fell apart like a fossil in her hands…

She wasn’t focusing on that though…

Infinite’s eyes opened, showing two different sets of colors, and glared as best he could at her.

“….Now… you see?” he bit down as much as he could in hatred towards her awestruck stare. “Heh… I’m not inferior… I’m not weak… I’m…” he tried to get up, but fell back to his spot, his arms still trapped. “I’m…”

“Beautiful.” Amy breathed out.

Infinite paused…. Before laughing, coughing as he did so, and then… faded away.

Amy watched the burial… lowered her head in respect, holding the still intact, but crumbling two pieces of Infinite’s remaining mask.

“Beautiful, huh?”

Amy’s ears perked up and she turned around, seeing Sonic from over her shoulder.

“Sonic!” she fidgeted with his mask before it fully crumbled in her hands.

“Eh-heh… um.. wh-what are you doing here?!” she got up quickly and dusted herself off, fidgeting and finally moving her hands behind her.

Sonic just stared with a smile…

He dipped his head down, but never let go of her sight in his eyes… “You saw that no-good Infinite’s smug mug? And the first thing you notice is he’s…looks?” He then laughed, really slapping his knee and hunching over, before arching his back and placing a hand on his forehead.

“You’re too good, Amy!”

“…He was one of us…” she looked down and brought her hands, still holding pieces of the mask, towards herself to look at them.

“No. He wasn’t.” Sonic shook her out of her thoughts by walking over, taking the pieces and crushing them in his hand. “But he used to be.” He then, like salt, grinded the pieces slowly from his hand to the ground… like fine sand.

“It’s okay, Amy. I’m not mad or anything.” He then brought his hand back to his side, not even bothering to dust his hand off. “But you should be careful. I’m guessing he was piled deep in that debris… you were safe. But you can’t be sure-“

She saw the finger coming up, about to lean forward and gently scold her in the only way Sonic felt was gentle enough to hide what was really happening in his mind.

He would wave it and smile, teasingly.

She lunged forward and hugged him, crying.

Sonic froze a moment… before smiling bigger and patting her head.

“You never change.” He stated.

“You’re even crying for that lowlife.”

“But he was a life! He wasn’t a robot like we all thought he was!”

“…” Sonic rose his head, looking up, then to the pile. “…Maybe… once…”

Amy continued to cry, before Sonic patted her head again and rubbed it, comforting her.

“Come on, Amy. It’s okay to cry.” He admitted, “But… it makes me a little uneasy… you crying for him.”

“I’m crying for what he was. The old him that died. He wasn’t born that way… he became that… thing.” Amy moved away, looking back at the pile.

Two recruits came over, and Sonic nodded for them to approach the pile.

They pulled the body out, hoisting it onto something to transport it.

“What… what are they gonna do with it.” Amy put a dainty, bundled fist up to her heart.

Sonic held her steady.

“Don’t know. But I’m sure we’d like to know what made him tick.”

Amy’s eyes widened, and Sonic suddenly took a serious turn.

“He’s not some frog you can dissect!” she pulled away from him, trying to reach out to the face of a man, not a robot.

Sonic had skillfully wrapped an arm around her waist, knowing this might happen, and pulled her back.

He stood silent as he resisted her hits and struggles, watching her shed tears for a man that once tried to murder all life on the planet.

He held no comment for her compassion or fighting.

She finally grew tired and rushed back into his arms, sobbing.

“…His face really did it for you, huh?” Sonic smiled, but quickly turned into a sharp frown.

“…Don’t let what looks to be a face deceive you… Amy.”

He then watched as they took the body away.

“….Some men do become monsters.”

Amy never forgot those words… were they harsh? Or simply just fact?