Author's Notes: I own nothing (except any OCs).
Key:
"Hello" = Demonic voice
"Hello" = Robotic voice
"~Can you feel the sunshine?~"= TD singing
Chapter 6
Next Day; Knothole...
Miles is sitting against relaxing when a memory flashes before his eyes and he shuts his eyes as he clutches his head and after only a few seconds, the memory fades from his sight and he sees a five-year-old silvery cat looking at him curiously.
"Why are you made of metal?" said the cat calmly tilting his head and Miles flinches.
"Um...what?" said Miles in shock as he looked himself over and no visible metal.
"Why are you made of metal?" asked the kid a second time.
Miles looks around quickly before he leans close to the kid.
"Can you keep a secret? Please?"
"Mom says its not good to keep secrets."
"She's very smart then, but there are exceptions. Can you keep this one secret?"
"I...suppose..." said the kid hesitantly.
"{Whispers} I'm a robot BUT I'm a good one. Think you can keep that secret?"
The kid's eyes widen but he nods vigorously.
"What's your name?" said Miles looking at the kid carefully because he did look...familiar.
"My name is Psychoa."
"Psychoa? Interesting name. By the way, how did you know what I was without seeing the metal?"
"I'm a tele...tele...telepat."
"You mean telepath?"
"Yeah. I'm also a telekinetic-pyro."
"Um...pardon my asking but WHO are your parents?"
"Blaze and Silver."
Miles' eyes widened before he staggered back as another memory hit him like a freight train at top speed and he had to use the nearby tree as a support to keep himself standing before it faded.
"Mind Attack?" said Psychoa tilting his head.
"H...How'd you guess?" said Miles clutching his head as he panted.
"I'm a telepat...telepath. I can read minds and you suffered a bad attack. Want me to help?"
"No. No, I'll be fine. Nice meeting you Psychoa." said Miles walking away and the silvery cat shrugged and walked off.
One Hour Later; Knothole Command Center...
"With Eggman's robot production crippled, we should be able to take him out if we strike now." said Sally to the assembled Freedom Fighters present in the room plus Miles and TD. Miles sighed as he leaned against a nearby wall, his mind set on other things when another memory hits him and he clutches his head and TD slaps him across the face, knocking him out of the memory.
"You alright?" said TD looking at his friend, his gem yellow.
"Yeah, still suffering from my last adventure is all..." said Miles shaking his head as he steadied himself before he stood straight up and towered over TD, "I forgot to do this when I found you yesterday."
In a flash, Miles grabbed TD by his gem's rod and yanked the doll into the air earning pained yelps from the doll.
"Do you know how much trouble your in?" said Miles glaring at TD.
"A lot?" squeaked TD as he tried to pry his gem out of Miles' grasp.
"Yes, a lot." said Miles before a kunai embedded itself in his head and he dropped TD and fell backwards and TD landed on the ground, his eyes wide and his gem a bright orange. Everyone in the room followed the projectile's supposed path and saw Tails Doll in a corner, arm extended and an evil, toothy smile plastered on his face.
"Surprise." said Tails Doll as he tilted his head.
TD's gem turned a bright red as his eyes turned blood red, his height grew and the stitches covering his body came undone before black tentacles came out and he advanced on Tails Doll before a groan made him stop in his tracks and he turned towards Miles, as did everyone else in the room. Miles' hand reached up from the floor and grabbed the kunai and after a few tugs, it came out and Miles slowly sat up.
"Who...did...that?" growled Miles as he looked around the room and everybody points at Tails Doll as TD smirks.
"You're in trouble." growled TD before he shrank back to normal and his stitches went back into their places and he backed up.
"You think it's fun to throw sharp objects at people heads? Try this on for size!" said Miles before his arm turned into a twelve-barreled mini-gun...with knives for ammo.
Twenty seconds later...
Tails Doll was pinned against a wall by knives stuck in his arms, legs, neck, and chest while an outline of knives surrounded him. Tails Doll slowly removed the knives from himself and looked at Miles.
"Was that supposed to hurt?" aid Tails Doll tilting his head.
"No, but this will!" said Miles pointing his index finger at Tails Doll before the tip opened up and a solid beam of red energy struck Tails Doll in the gem and the doll screamed in agony before he disappeared from sight but threw a bomb at Sonic just before he disappeared completely. In a flash Miles caught the bomb and pulled it close to his body.
*EXPLOSION*
As the dust cleared and everyone got the dust out of their lungs, a metallic hand burst out of the rubble followed by a robotic head and body.
"Uuuuuugggghhhhh...I forgot how bad explosions hurt..." said Miles as he clutched his head as he got up. He then noticed the shocked stares from all the Freedom Fighters.
"Uh-oh, this can't end well..."
"A robot?! Get him!" yelled Sally and everyone charged.
"Crap!" said Miles as he dodged a laser blast from Bunnie, followed by a sabre swing from Antoine, a bundle of C4 from Rotor, and a robotic axe kick from Sally. He barely dodged the giant hammer swung by...Cream.
"How did she get that?!"
"Sorry mister, but miss Amy give this to me before...Eggman got her." said Cream, her eyes watering a bit before she swung it again and Miles jumped back from the group and his robotic ears twitched before he moved to the left, but not far enough and his right arm fell to the ground.
"Not again!" said Miles as he clutched his shoulder, blood squirting out of the wound along with red electricity. Miles backed up as Sonic charged him and the robotic fox shut off his optics waiting for a death blow but...it never came. He reactivated one optic and saw Sonic surrounded by a silver-pink aura before the scarred hedgehog was slammed into the ceiling then the floor, ceiling, floor, ceiling floor, ceiling, floor...(you get the picture)...
"Silver! Knock it off!" snapped Sonic as he hit the floor.
"I'm not doing it." said Silver shrugging before all eyes are on the silvery cat standing in the entryway of the Command Center, hand outstretched.
"It's not use!" said Psychoa as he slammed Sonic repeatedly into the ground and Silver chuckled nervously.
"Like father like son?" said Silver nervously.
"Stop it kid!" snapped Sonic.
"No! This is for my toy castle yesterday you big bully!" said Psychoa as he created a fire whip and...
*TWHACK!*
"OW!" screamed Sonic as the fire burned his backside, but not by much.
"And this is for hurting Miles!" said Psychoa before he threw Sonic into a trash can.
"You didn't have to do that for me Psychoa." said Miles as he picked up his severed arm.
"I won't stand around and watch a friend get ripped apart like Eggman's bots."
"What do you mean 'friend'? He's a robot." said Blaze looking at her son sternly.
"Haven't you noticed that he's different? Like TD?" said Psychoa as he glared at his mom but due to his age, it was more cute than mean.
"Kid, stop defending me. I'll just leave." said Miles walking towards the exit but is stopped by Sally getting in front of him, a very, very stern expression on her face.
"You've got some serious explaining to do Tails." said Sally grabbing Miles by his ear.
"Ow! Aunt Sally, that hurts!" said Miles as the semi-robotic squirrel dragged him away by the ear.
Antoine, Bunnie, Rotor, and Cream: "Tails?!"
The four then look at the whistling Sonic and Tails.
"What are you two whistling about?!" snapped Antoine drawing his sword again.
"We met him yesterday when me, Tails, and TD went to investigate the energy source." said Sonic pulling garbage out of his quills.
"What'd you know?" said Rotor pointing his cigar at Tails.
"That he was robot. I mean, the way he fixed his ankle yesterday should have resulted in more of a scream of pain than a grunt of pain." said Tails nervously.
Sonic, Tails, Silver, Blaze, Rotor, Antoine, and Bunnie: "I need an Aspirin."
TD was on the ground laughing, his gem a bright green.
END CHAPTER
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