My Knight in Shining Armour
Chapter 2 – The Emerald Chamber
Sonic opened his eyes. He tried to move his arms, but found that he could barely move. An eerie green light was all around him. He looked left to right, his head was restricted by something, he looked up, wires. In fact, he was all wired up, and when he concentrated a bit more, he realised that he was in some kind of container.
The door opened and steam filled the cubicle. Sonic looked up at the familiar face of Tails. "Tails?"
"SILENCE." Tails said in the same robotic voice as Amy, his skin seeming metallic. "DO NOT SPEAK, SONIC THE HEDGEHOG."
The robotic Tails was playing with buttons. "Where am I?" Sonic asked.
"YOU ARE IN THE BODY PRESERVATION CHAMBER. YOUR ROBOT COPY HAS BEEN COMPLETED AND SOON YOUR BRAIN WILL NO LONGER WORK FOR YOU, BUT FOR THE ROBOT ARMY."
"Robot army?"
The robot Tails shut the door of Sonic's cubicle and a green liquid started to rise from the floor. Sonic tried to break free, but everything had already gone black. . .
Sonic awoke from his long sleep. His vision felt better, better than better, perfect. He looked around, zoomed in on things. A large, round figure walked towards Sonic, out of the dark. He turned on his night vision. It was him, Dr Robotnik, Dr Eggman, whatever you wish to call him.
However, Sonic stood still and did nothing. "I finally,"Eggman said. "Have the missing piece of my robot army."
A large curtain dropped and Sonic saw hundreds, thousands of robots.
"Impressive aren't they." Eggman said, in a satisfied tone. "But you four are my prize possessions. You see, you have the power to transform into a form that is perfectly normal. Nobody will even suspect that you are robots."
The robot Sonic looked up. "WHAT DO YOU INTEND FOR US TO DO?"
"Well, you will go into to your school and you will go on a killing spree. Then, when you are arrested and sent to jail, you will break free and then the whole world will know your power."
"A KILLING SPREE? IN THE SCHOOL? BUT ALL OF OUR FRIENDS ARE THERE."
"No, my robot friend, all of your friends are here."
"WHAT ABOUT BABI?" Sonic asked.
"NOT THAT TRAMP!" the robot Amy said, revealing her metal claws.
Eggman grabbed a pink remote and pressed the black button. The robot Amy fell to the floor, the small LED lights on the end of her eyelashes switched off, all systems down and the noise of the internal fan faded away.
Amy opened her eyes, coughed and spluttered as the green liquid drained her cubicle. She looked to her left with her eyes and saw Sonic's body, motionless and suspended in the green liquid. She screamed again, even though she knew it was useless, the cubicle was soundproof. Besides, who would be there anyway. She looked to her right. Knuckles was suspended in the liquid too. And Tails, but Amy couldn't see him. Amy had been the first. Eggman took her away when she was upset, when she was still that pathetic little girl crying over a lost crush. Although Amy knew that what the robot her was doing, she strangely enjoyed it. Especially last night, battering Sonic and his stupid girlfriend. Perhaps the Amy before her capture and the Amy in the cubicle were two completely different people, and yet the Amy in the cubicle and the robot Amy, were perhaps not so different at all.
Eggman pushed the green button on the pink remote and the systems in the robot Amy rebooted. "RELOADING PREVIOUS DATA. SYSTEMS LOADING. TEN PERCENT. FORTY PERCENT. EIGHTY PERCENT. ONE HUNDRED PERCENT. SYSTEMS READY." Amy said, her eyelash lights turning on.
"Hello again Amy." Eggman said. "How nice of you to join us."
"HELLO MASTER-"
"Oh!" Eggman gasped. "I'm not your master, I am just a humble engineer. I am your creator, but you are yet to meet your master."
"WHO IS MY MASTER?" the robot Knuckles asked.
"Your master," Eggman said. "Is a great leader. They single handedly slaughtered the previous owners of this warehouse. And now they will lead my wonderful army to victory!"
"BUT WHO IS OUR MASTER, CREATOR?" the robot Tails asked.
"I am." said a voice from the dark doorway. Then, out of the darkness stepped the President of the United States of America.
"PRESIDENT?" robot Sonic gasped, in a state of artificial shock.
"Yes," he said. "It's me. And soon, the USA, will become UCW, United Countries of the World!"
"AND YOU WILL RULE THE WORLD?" the robot Amy asked.
"Of course! And for my dear friend Robotnik, I have promised the United Kingdom of Great Britain."
The robots, being intelligent, knew then that their master was an idiot. The United Kindom of Great Britain? How stupid. They all knew that it was the United Kingdom OR Great Britain.
"Now, my robot friends, LLIK EHT TNEDISERP!" Robotnik yelled.
The robots processed what Robotnik had said and before the president could even ask what had been said, the robots were already advancing on him.
"OUR CREATOR WISHES FOR YOU TO DIE, AND WE MUST CARRY OUT HIS WISHES."
As the President knew that his days were over, his whole life flashed before his eyes, once forwards, then slowed down, then backwards, and when backwards, he realised that LLIK EHT TNEDISERP spelt backwards was KILL THE PRESIDENT. He realised this just before Amy lashed out at his face with her sharp metal claws, and then she lashed out for his heart. . .
Mrs Rose sat in her home with her head in her hands. Life had been so different for her lately, and her life was Amy. Mrs Rose started to get suspicious when Amy threw away all her pretty dresses and boy-band posters and teddy-bears, only to replace them with ripped jeans and tops, punk and rock posters and guitars and a drum-kit. But then she became so anti-social, and seemed so emotionless all the time. And then she always sulked off into the night going god knows where doing god knows what. Sometimes Amy seemed so cold and stiff, almost robotic. But this had made it all clear. But how could it have happened? How did such a lovely little girl end up kidnapping a hero and scarring an innocent girl, both of which were school friends,
Mrs Rose started to wonder if it was her fault. If she was a bad mother. Perhaps Amy had no friends at school, maybe that was why she never had any friends over, maybe she was a bad mother not to notice that. Or maybe she had just raised her all wrong, wrong, wrong! Mrs Rose hugged Mr Boo-Boo tightly. Mr Boo-Boo was Amy's old teddy, he was tatty and old, and his fur scruffy, but Amy had loved him since she was two days old.
Amy wondered too. She wondered what had happened to her as well. Why did she feel such pleasure in killing? Why did it make her so happy? Maybe it was the robotics, she knew that they had a strong control over her, making her do what Robotnik said, but when she was in the cubicle, she had her free will. She looked at Sonic in the cubicle to her left, and he looked at her. She looked at the three long red lines that scarred Sonic's face, from his forehead to his cheek. She looked at her hands. She cried and cried. Wishing she could go home, wondering why she loved hurting people, wondered whether she would ever be free, wondering if she killed not because the robotics made her, but if she killed because she honestly wanted to. . .