He fell to the icy cold ground of White Park Zone.
Metal Sonic groaned as he lifted his head. He must have landed on his hand. He looked at it. It was twisted and broken. He tried to move his fingers. He failed. Sonic landed in front of him, smiling.
"A sneak attack? Really?" Sonic asked. "Your engine's pretty loud, I think I'd be able to hear you coming." Metal rolled his optics. He hated when he lost.
"Silence," Metal said bitterly, standing up. Sonic shrugged.
"Seriously, I need to train for the Smash Bros. Tournament, so I gotta be leaving," Sonic responded, walking off. Metal folded his arms and said something that made something stop:
"I'm surprised that there're letting a good-for-nothing COPY into this tournament."
Sonic turned around and frowned.
"Wait, you still think you're the real Sonic?" Sonic asked. "What is he thinking? Eggman built him. He KNOWS that." Sonic thought.
"Of course," Metal Sonic replied, placing a hand to his chest, looking proud. "I am superior in every way. I can fire lasers from my chest, I can copy abilities and I can fly without the use of the chaos emeralds. Thus, I am the real Sonic."
"Pretty sure that's not how that works," Sonic muttered. Metal glared at him.
"If they wanted the real Sonic to fight alongside such fighters like Bowser and Ryu, why did they pick my loathsome copy?" Metal snarled. Sonic heard him and facepalmed.
"You're my copy! I'm the real Sonic! Heck, if we're judging by superiority, I've beaten you hundreds of times!" Sonic yelled. Metal placed his hands on his hips.
"Do I detect denial, copy?" Metal asked patronizingly.
"Listen, the only way you could be the real copy is if you were in my body or something," Sonic snarked, laughing. He ran off, leaving Metal Sonic by himself. He sat down and began twisting off his hand.
"If I was in his body…" Metal thought.
December 7th 2018
The World of Trophies had fallen into ruin. Galeem the Lord of Light appeared. Despite his pleasant-sounding name, he had brought destruction onto the world. He killed all of the fighters, with of the exception of Kirby, and even some bystanders. He would create a new world, but just in case someone tried to stop him, he made evil copies of the fighters and placed 'spirits' into them.
In fact, he was doing this right now.
He had just created a soulless Sonic copy. He was just about to put in a spirit. He chose a robotic Sonic and placed it in the copy. "Sonic" rose up and his eyes glowed red. In an instance, he was teleported away.
"Sonic" was in Windy Hill Zone, awaiting an opponent. Suddenly, Metal Sonic woke up in the body.
"Huh? What?" Metal mumbled. He looked at his hands. They were Sonic's. He noticed that he looked different. He recalled what happened. Before he blacked out, he saw a Sonic clone by made. He realized what this meant. This was technically Sonic's body, just different. That meant…
"Sonic" threw his head back and laughed.
"Yes! YES! I AM SONIC THE HEDGEHOG!" Metal Sonic yelled triumphantly.
Galeem had just unintentionally granted Metal Sonic's wish.