#some sonamy

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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…