Two: Metonic. Break my Fall.
A/N: Get ready to cry folks 'cuz this little sucker's a tragedy.
*Warnings: Robot and Mobian lovey dovey crap. This is one of the 'unusual' couples Silver was talking about. They need more luvin'*
Metonic (Metal Sonic X Sonic)
Can robots have emotions?
That one question had stumped man and Mobian kind alike for centuries. Some of those with creative minds have made several accusations, but none of which were proved to be true. Some possible outcomes have been explained in various movies, stories, comic's you name it.
One scientist, mad though he was, managed to give his mechanical labours emotions.
Many consider this as a fault; due to the fact most were unreliable, clumsy, uninterested, lazy and just plain stupid. These machines were driving the scientist more insane then he already was. Most now were made without emotions. Blank, empty and loyal to their master. Despite the fact that the assistance bots were given basic feelings, none had ever fallen in love.
None, except one.
Battle androids were never to have emotions; rebellion would be obtainable that way. They would remain inexpressive, so work and missions were quick and easy.
The one to love, he was a battle android.
Now, the scientist who created these mechanical masterpieces had an enemy. One of which these bots were made to destroy. All robots were only to feel complete and utter hate for this enemy. Some of the assistance robots which were able to develop an opinion of their own could form a mutual respect for their master's nemesis. Battle androids however, only were programed to have a blood-thirst for the other, their only intention being to kill him in the most gruesome way possible.
The battle android to love also broke this regulation.
The battle android to love was prized among the scientist collection. He was often used in the big battles with his main nemesis. He would be constantly up-graded and trained so every time he would be pinned against his 'enemy' he would be prepared.
Though, he never won…
He would be demolished, then built back up with more crazy weapons and various spy accessories. It was shameful. But the stubborn scientist refused to give up, he would fight on until he achieved his goal.
Secretly, the robot loathed the day. Because he knew, deep down, that the completely bonkers inventor would equip him with enough artillery necessary to destroy the other. And he couldn't have that.
After all, who could kill the one they loved so dearly?
-xXx-
At the so called 'base' of the villainous Dr. Ivo Robotnik or more commonly Eggman, the said scientist and his robot companions were licking their wounds after a doomed-from-the-start battle with the scientist's long time enemy, Sonic the Hedgehog.
The bloated villain himself laid waste to the majority of his robot army after he had leaded them to the slaughter. In a rather annoyed mood over his loss of money, time, victory and somewhat cared about robot labours the doctor sent out his workers to clean up his mess once again.
The only one of the few thousands, which had made it out in one piece, was his most prized, Hyper Metal Sonic. Though he was damaged to the point of near melt-down, the inventor had full intentions of fixing him back up and sending him in for yet another round.
He walked past several malfunctioning dome-shaped droids, all of which were being straddled by assistance bots who were arguing and yelling at each other for different reasons. The doctor simply shook his head, wondering how such an incredible genius such as himself, could ever make artificial beings that could be so incompetent.
He stopped at the side of the now fixed titanium doppelganger of his much hated enemy. He was exactly the way he was before physically, but Eggman had made a few adjustments to his programing. He had now given the robot two emotions. One being anger, so he could feel frustrated and annoyed just as his master did whenever he was beaten, and smug satisfaction, for when he had achieved victory. The scientist was wise enough to also add a stopper. This device was used when he didn't want the lethal death machine to feel, so he was no subject to any massacre when the battle droid didn't want to cooperate. He had made this little device a while ago. Since his dumb robot minions had mixed up the programing files and given the death bot 'feelings'. He tried his best to take out the new database, but there was a chance he missed some. So, the stopper was created to keep the Robian from gaining enough knowledge to rebel. Now, he used it on all he's robots.
He pulled down a lever and the machine the robot was currently hooked up to began to hum, showing to all that it had begun to operate. Bright sparks began to fly as the energy was charged into the metal being, his monitor or 'eyes' lighting and previewing a loading screen, much to the cumbersome one's distaste.
Those 'eyes' discontinued showing the orange waiting bars and two red 'irises' showed up upon a black background. Slowly, Eggman watched as his creation resurrect, sitting up and taking in his surroundings as he did so many times before.
"Good." The scientist said, before grabbing the stopper and setting it to 'off'. "You're fully functional."
One of the faulty dome robots that Eggman had previously passed had broken out of grip of its fellow robot co-workers, and had begun to shoot randomly. One of its lasers flew across the room and hit the stopper, narrowly missing the pompous inventor.
"That's it!" He called, observing the damage the robot had done, eyes narrowing behind blue-shaded spectacles. "Take him to melt down!"
The bot was then grabbed by larger, scarier looking DRS robots and hauled off to the melt down chamber. The scientist sighed and turned to his favoured automaton. He kicked a pile of black ash where his stopper had been incinerated before looking up to the metal being, now pivoting his head around with a lot more interest than the previous times.
"Are you okay Metal?" The doctor asked, wondering if the demolition of the emotion stopper would have any effect on the he-bot before him.
Metal Sonic's head was spinning.
He shook it about to be free from the dizziness captivating his inner mechanism. He looked up and around upon hearing his name. A round man with a large brown moustache, navy glasses and goggles seemed to be the one beckoning him. His data bank told him that this man was Dr. Ivo 'Eggman' Robotnik, his master and creator.
Metal when to reply but the only sound he instead made was an array of robotic static. He was made without a voice chip nor speakers, so speech was an impossibility. Why mustn't I speak? Is it for a reason or was it because I never really needed it?
The robots thoughts were interrupted as a static, feminie robot scream that pieced the relatively calm air. Soon after, followed an Byzantium coloured Robian with red and black 'eyes' much like his own, and on her left arm, instead of a lower arm and a hand, a colossal saw was in place.
Metal's data bank said that this she-bot was named 'Scie'. The data also said that she was re-named from 'The Lady Ninja' after a dead-beat battle with a red echidna in a third world country. Her body was re-sculpted and her lost arm was replaced with a saw the size of a car tire.
"What-is-this?" Scie shouted in a shaky, bad quality robot voice, lifting up her saw.
"Well, we lost your arm and I put a saw in its place." Eggman replied, not really taking interest in the Robian, more on his search to find a certain object.
"But-why-couldn't-you've-replaced-ced-ced-ced–" The robotic female's voice was cut off as Eggman retrieved a metal device with several buttons on it and pressed the red one while pointing it at the Robian. Her monitors cut power, both went black and her body went limp. Within about five seconds, she made a humming noise as the robot said cheerfully that she'd been restarted successfully and that her stopper will be activated for 72 hours.
Eggman simply grunted and ordered the she-bot to go slice materials for new robots and/or machines, which she so cheerfully replied. "Yes Sir."
This scared Metal slightly. With a push of a button, Scie's whole system was wiped. It painted a disturbing image in the Robian's 'mind', one of him being shut down and wiped clean of all the memories and feelings he had developed.
By accident, about a year ago, Eggman had given Metal assistance droid programing. Dr. Eggman had removed the battle bot programming instead. He could never explain this to anyone, due to the fact he wasn't built with a voice chip, be even if he was he wouldn't of told anyone. At the start, he loved having emotions. To feel angry when he failed, to feel happy when he succeeded to feel sad when he watched his companions being hauled away to the meltdown chamber. But there was one emotion that the bot enjoyed feeling most of all.
Love.
Upon his first fight with his 'enemy' Sonic when having emotions was exhilarating. He was truly pumped in the rage of flying fists and harsh kicks. He felt like there were fireworks inside of him.
During every battle, he would get closer and closer to the cobalt hedgehog. 'Closer to victory' Eggman would say, but to Metal… It was closer to his heart, pounding in his chest. Closer to that warm flexible body, flipping backwards and frontwards in a mass of fist-and-foot combos. Closer to that chest moving up and down brusquely from the hard fight and constant running. Closer to those emerald eyes glittering in excitement, opening as if windows to his soul. Closer to that devious grin, which would come about when teasing the Doctor, and after his much anticipated victories.
Oh, how he loved that hedgehog.
It was when Metal truly thought about it, that he came to despise his emotions just as he had loved them. These feelings could not, should not be acted upon. For one, he was a piece of scrap metal; no life form could ever love a walking pile of wires and clockwork. Despite how nice, understanding, loving and caring that life form could be, it was impossible. Second, he could never tell him, not without a mouth. Even if Sonic could somehow understand, he needed to reason with him, to tell him he meant no harm to him or his friends. Without the use of a voice, the know-how, sign language or basic literacy skills, this was another impossibility. He could read, but his giant metal claws didn't allow him to write. Lastly, the physical intimacy they both would crave could not be achieved. You can't kiss without a mouth, you can't caress with metal claws and you can't nuzzle with a needle for a nose. For different cravings they both have, could never hope to be done. With his hands, yes, but the steel talons would be too rough. Not to mention it was biologically (and physically) difficult for a Robot and a Mobian to engage in sexual activities. Metal was missing a few vital instruments for that exercise, and even if he did have them, they wouldn't take too kindly to the moist easy-tear Mobian flesh.
He shook his head violently as several staining thoughts came into his mind, though they were not unwelcomed. Microphones implanted in the steel one picked up his name again, after a painfully familiar voice rung out through the hangar.
Metal turned around to face his master, if he was able to change his facial expression, he would be wearing one of distaste. The Robian looked up to face the cumbersome inventor, who was tapping away at a keyboard. On the monitor, a spicy blue hedgehog was dashing around the base destroying the remainder of the robot army trying to defend their home.
"He's come back for the emerald." Eggman stated, not taking his eyes off the screen. Sparks began to fly about inside the robot male in sheer thrill. He was to reunite with his beloved. "You need to go stop him. Scie will help." The scientist said, true to his word, the purple fem-bot from before came behind him, red 'irises' dull and body blank of feeling.
Metal felt his heart drop (Metaphorically) at the sight of her. She was not to feel the frenzy of battle like he was, her stopper was still activated. Metal would of preferred if the saw wielder's emotions were present, he had before with her and she seemed more witty and smarter than the steel drone he was staring at.
"Lure him into the weaponry hangar." Eggman said, pointing to the place on the monitor. "There I have set a trap." Just as he pulled back his arm, the fem-bots stopper fell out of his pocket and hit the floor with a small clack. Metal looked to see if his master had noticed and picked up the device. He'll turn it off later, when no-one will notice her change.
The two Robians were sent off, Scie immediately taking the lead.
The jet engine in Metal's chest fired to life as he dashed down the void halls of Eggman's base, Scie not too far behind, her pervious ninja body giving her the appropriate speed. The hall opened up as they passed through a door, it was immensely large and grey, the Robian male didn't really notice that though. What he did notice was a cobalt figure straying back and forth looking rather lost.
More of that fire-work like emotion bubbled up inside of him. He stopped dead in his tracks and motioned for the other to do the same. However, the female glided straight pas him and her saw began to twirl.
Sonic never saw it coming.
Scie's saw, raised high above her head came crashing down upon the hedgehog, but he just managed to get out of the way. The blue hero was now staring at a violet she-bot he had never seen before with her saw-hand dug deep into the metal flooring. Sonic gathered himself as the robot began to pull furiously at her hand.
She managed to pull free her saw, bring it back up to her face letting it blare that horrible high-pitched noise that electric saws gave off.
Metal watched from the shadows, knowing full well that Sonic will be able to take whatever Scie gave him. The furious purple robot sent razor-punches forth her prey, though thanks to carefully timed doges, she could never hit.
Time seemed to slow down as the she-bot's left arm blazed past Sonic's muzzle. Metal's 'heart' skipped a beat as bright red blood began to pour from his snout, the gash at least 10cm. Sonic seemed to be shocked by this to, and immediately stopped paying any attention to his doges.
The saw came riling down upon the blue one's shoulder, sending crimson blood everywhere. Scie's shot would've taken Sonic's whole arm off if Metal hadn't grabbed it.
The saw stopped spinning momentarily, before its robot wielder gathered her senses and began pushing back again. The bloody saw rotated sending droplets of blood every which way. The force of Scie's strength pushing back on him was truly too much and the saw began to scratch his forehead, scraping the metallic cobalt paint. Upon seeing this, the purple robot put much more effort in as her saw began to dig into his face. Metal needed help.
The stopper! Where is the stopper?! He mused, eyeing the small device that had skidded across the floor as he dashed to save his beloved. But it was truly hopeless at this point. If he were to lose sight of Scie, she would either kill him or Sonic… Probably both, and without speech he couldn't tell the blue one to get the stopper.
It wasn't until he heard the yelp of his loved, as bright flood-lights filled the room, showing that it was in fact the weaponry hangar. He was running out of time. Sonic was clearly too hurt to run away, the saw had gone so deep in that movement of the body would feel like one thousand knives. He needed to get that stopper before Eggman and his amusing army could get to Sonic.
Metal glared at the she-bot who only returned an angry sneer, despite not having lips. He forced the saw off of himself and right into the left 'eye' of Scie. She yanked away from him, pulling the saw from her now mauled face.
Metal quickly grabbed the stopper and set it to off then crushed it in his hand.
A robotic scream identical from the one he had heard this morning road though out that hangar. He looked up to see the Byzantium robot crying, her normal hand over her eye, screaming at the blood currently coating her saw. She stared at Sonic and stuttered a broken apology, shaking her head while doing so.
Eggmans pathetic evil laugh could be heard in the background.
Metal quickly raced and picked up his dumbstruck beloved bride style, looking over to his traumatized companion. A huge gash about 1 and a half foot long claimed her face, her monitor completely smashed and her metallic muzzle with gaping hole in it. All he did was nodded and she understood.
"Go-I-will-watch-your -ba-ck-ck." She said robotically, letting go of her mauled eye and starting up her saw.
Not wasting a single second, he took off in an array of sparks. The world seemed to turn to a smudge as he ran at incredible speeds to his destination.
"W-what's going on?" Sonic whimpered, still grasping his bloody shoulder, staring up into Metal's red and black monitors.
If he wasn't paying so much attention to where he was going, the Robian would have been lost in the emerald maze that is his beloved's eyes. But for now, he simply caressed his forehead in hope that will say what he couldn't.
Sparks flew as red metal shoes stopped abruptly, their owner now walking about slowly, red 'irises' studding were they were currently.
The metallic-painted robot had made it to his destination. An old forgotten study room of the doctor's he had discovered not too long ago. It wasn't known about to the other robots, simply the one who had discovered it and his much trusted friend. He set down the injured blue speedster and then poked around for a first aid kit he had seen before.
He revived this item and sat beside his beloved. Due to an interest in Mobian life, Metal had red various books on their anatomy and had picked up a few things. He dis-infected the wound, pressed the gauze to the injured arm and wrapped it up tightly in a bandage to stop the bleeding. All of this was had to do with his bulky hands but his end result was good enough.
"Care to explain?" Sonic asked, looking down at his shoulder, then back up at the Robian with one eye-ridge raised.
Metal only let out robotic noises in a reply.
"Oh, that's right you can't talk." The azure hero sighed, looking down at his feet. "I don't understand why would you help me?"
The robot looked deep into those emerald labyrinths of his, and like a fool, got lost in their beauty. He looked down and shook his head as if to sigh. Well, here goes nothing… he mused.
He pushed his metal muzzle onto the soft fuzzy one of the other, which earned a gasp in reply. Though he had no lips to kiss with, this was truly exhilarating. The mini-fireworks show he had felt before when the blue one was mentioned now turned into the Sydney Harbour Bridge on New Year's Eve. Cackling, burning, and erupting in joyous colours.
Upon pulling back, Sonic looked quite pokerfaced, not quite sure how to react or what to feel. Metal let out a low rumble of robot static that mimicked a giggle.
Sonic needs to get out of here. Metal thought, scurrying though various scrolls and books. When he'd finally found what he had been looking for, he shoved it into the cobalt speedster's face.
"A map of the base?" He said, taking the small sheet of paper into his grasp. "You want me to escape?"
The robot nodded contently, sill staring into his eyes. Before the cobalt could express his thanks, Metal enveloped him into a hug and softly caressed his quills. He rested his muzzle on the non-injured shoulder of Sonic and rocked him back and forth. For a few brief seconds, Sonic wrapped his arms around his metal counterpart, closing his eyes and hugging the blue robot back.
Both pulled away at the rough and loud noise thundering down the hall. Eggman and his robot army, they were coming. The two quickly got up and ripped down the halls. Sonic held the map out in front of him in hope of reading where he was going. Metal guided him round a sharp corner where they were met with a very unpleasant surprise.
A large amount of robot pawns had been waiting there for quite a while. One of them, holding a very shut-down and mauled, purple she-bot.
Both hedgehogs, organic and steel quickly darted back around the corner, though only far enough to give them about 30 seconds privacy. Metal pointed out an escape route to the other hedgehog.
"Will you be alright?" Sonic asked, looking into his red and black monitors.
Metal lied and nodded quickly, pushing the cobalt hero's non-ripped arm, pointing to the route. Sonic placed a hand on his steel arm, glared hard at him and said, "I will see you again." before reluctantly taking off.
Metal was very glad Sonic left at that moment.
Just as he disappeared around that corner, a missile tore its way through his chest.
-xXx-
Metal awoke in darkness.
The last thing he remembered was that single pawn firing that missile, and Sonic's stern words, I will see you again. The hedgehog should know better than to make promises he couldn't keep.
Now, the Robian was wondering whether his beloved made it out of the base alive, and whether he will ever remember the cobalt robot.
"You-re-booted-after-all." The familiar voice of Scie said her voice shaky and filled with melancholy.
Metal rolled his head to see the she-bot, sitting with her side facing him, the one which had been mauled. All he could see was her face, nothing more nothing less.
"I-thought-you-should-know-the-doctor-put-you-on-DRS-." She sighed, her eyes glued to the floor.
The Robian male now figured he was bolted to a table ready for meltdown or dissemble-ment, just like every other robot Conrad he has had on the Defective Robot System. He looked to the fem-bot with pleading eyes, asking for him to be freed.
Scie got the message straight away and looked back into his eyes. "Sorry-Metal-I-can't-help-you." She said, now lifting up her hands. "I-have-no-hands-now." She replied in a cheerful tone, showing off her new pair of car-tire-sized saws, both of them bloody and somewhat rusted.
She walked up to him and shook her head, "You-got-us-in-a-lot-of-trouble-you-know?" Metal nodded shamefully in a reply. "You-would've-made-a-better-life-without-those-damn-emotions." She dragged one of her saws down his face, stopping at his nose. "Now-you-are-on-DRS-and-about-to-be-destroyed-by-your-friend." She sighed as the blade began to spin.
-xXx-
A/N: Heys! This is XxShadowFallxX welcoming you to the second one-shot of the Polyamorous! W00! Dark, I know. I'll try and right a happier one next time, but happy isn't really my style. I'll try though. Next one is to be done by Silver again! Very interested to see what she comes up with, with that genius mind and all.
Btw, folks all of these mini-stories are named after songs by Breaking Benjamin (That includes the main title) so look it up, they are truly an awesome band.
Now tells me hows I did with that box down there kay? Tallyho!