Anonymous asked:
Just to say I adore your account with every fiber of my being, but since there are soldiers In Sonic Forces, what would you think about Amy being their commander or general? To add Sonic spars with Amy and actually looses due to him thinking "she can't handle it" which infuriates Amy to prove him wrong with a following line "I can't have the leisure of being weak any more Sonic" which leads the blur in this downward-spiral thinking he can't be Amy's shield or hero anymore?
cutegirlmayra answered:
Interesting…~ And thank you so much xD
Prompt:
"Command, this is Alpha Wolf II, do you copy?"
"Just give me details, solider, I don't want any more disappointing news."
Sitting in the dark… trapped behind a desk with thousands upon thousands of monitors, gloved hands typed at lightning speeds…
With a mic and headset looped around pink quills, a voice broke the silence once again. "Solider, you're not responding."
Her mouth hung open slightly,.. hearing someone cry out a name she had hoped to never hear…
"Infinite! He's-! BBZZZTT…"
Amy rose up after the static hit her ears and she saw the lights of her monitor going out one… by … one…
"No…" her head shook, as her chair rolled in a jerk away from her body as she rose up and slammed her fists to the keyboards below..
"NOO!"
She whipped the headset and mic off her head and swung it to the desks, stomping out and summoning her hammer.
"Never again…" her eyes held such pain, such torture..
"I won't let a single regiment fall under my protection ever again!"
—
Amy ran up the debris, holding her hammer up horizontally and moving it forward, encouraging her new troops to advance. "Come on, come on!"
They quickly ran ahead of her, dodging the laser fire and ducking through windows of opportunity for the enemy to strike.
Amy ran so fast that she bashed herself up against some cover her troops had secured, and watched as some peeked the corner and fired at approaching Eggbots.
"Soldier! Get-!" She saw a stupid son-of-a-gun firing out in the open, and reached over to yank the back of his shirt down by her in the cover. "-Over here! What? You want your mama missing you?" she patted the side of his face but turned to her second in command.
"How many?" She completely shifted back into focus of her main objective.
"The men are alright, not a single one out of action."
"Good…" Amy spoke under her breath, "And the enemy?"
"Gaining. It's only a matter of time. We can't play dodgeball forever." The 2nd in command teased, but his voice and stern look said otherwise…
He huddled down by her and the soldier she wrangled in sides, and knelt beside her. "I mean no offense, commander. But this is about to get seriously out of hand."
The two ducked as someone cried out, "Grenade!"
The explosion was brief, and as if on point, the two's heads were the first to come back up, staring at each other and continuing the conversation once the ringing in their ears all stopped.
"You need to take cover, permanently." he threw her a bag, "This is communications to the quadrants of Tails, Knuckles, and-"
"I give orders, Colonel!" She threw the bag back at him, making him stop from momentarily turning his back to her and about to continue, but was amazed to hear her talk back. "I know you don't think war is for a woman.." she held a kind look with that sentence…
"But trust me… if women enter a war- they finish what they start. They don't know how to quit till it's gone their way, and they whine and fight enough about it to where you don't want them to lose a war. We understand each other?"
He held her stare, and shook his head, "No ma'am. But I'm not one to fight with a woman."
"Exactly." Her stare was serious and direct.
He seemed to get that point, at least.
Moving out to further direct the team, getting some men together, the 2nd in command started turning on the communicator.
"Yes, is this Sonic's division? What's the call for? Heh, well you better tell that hedgehog to get his spiny, blue butt over her and save his stubborn girlfriend. She's trying to bust through the epicenter. Yeah. You heard me. Nothing wrong with a woman dying in war, but I'm sure that's not one causality he'd fancy too much. Right. Over and out." he hung the communication up and smirked, turning back over his shoulder to watch her take down a few stray fighter bots from hurting her men.
"Men fight wars to keep their girls safe. Don't'cha know?" he then slung the backpack on and picked up a large gun, "Fire in the hole!" he turned and shot out a large missile, ducking and letting the debris fly out around him.
Amy continued the march, but it was only a matter of seconds before people cheered at Sonic gracing the scene with his blue streak through the battlefield.
Amy was holding her own, but looking up, she saw the robotic foot of the large, tanky robot coming down on her.
She had two options, jump and hope she makes it enough out of the shadow's rim of the foot to live, or keep running to hope and make it.
She started for the running and then jump, but the shadow crept closer over her…
Her eyes widened as in air, she noticed the rim start to skim over her arms…
But then two hands caught her own and she was hoisted out, just as the foot came down, and rolled into more cover.
She coughed at the dust that spiraled around her before feeling a familiar grip around her, and looking up.
His musky smell and deep breathing triggered further familiarity as she looked up, and hugged her true, blue-
"Sonic! I'm so glad you're alright!"
"Me?" Sonic opened his eyes, still catching some breath from the close call.
His eyes narrowed slightly, "I should be saying the same thing."
He didn't look too amused…
She got up slowly, "What do you mean?"
He moved out from under her and looked her over, before speaking once again. "You look war-torn and rent. I thought I asked you to keep your men on the upper levels and rims of the confine? Without you keeping them in, G.U.N can't secure this territory." He moved up to his knee, letting his arm rest on it as he spoke a little more factually to her, keeping emotions on the downlow.
"But my troop has entered the main wall. We left a secure bridge for your men to-"
"That wasn't your priority or mission. Amy… you could get a lot of men killed." he got up, and offered her his hand. "Come on. I know you don't like a desk job… but the center of war is no place for someone like you." he turned his head, trying to show some loving-sterness in his voice.
It didn't work out so well.
"No place… for someone like me?" in offense, Amy stood up on her own, her eyes narrowing in not understanding.
"Call off your troops to fall back." Sonic turned to the side, swiping his hand steadily out but not with much force, as if too tried to fight and not willing to be that firm with her. "This is no place for you to-"
"You think I'm trying to prove myself or something? I haven't lost one single man!" She stepped forward, contenting with him, as he ducked his head down and let some air out from his nose.
He wasn't having it.
"Don't fight me on this, Amy."
"What's to fight? Your rank is equal to mine and I call the shots on my troops." she folded her arms, before immediately thrusting them down as she grew more and more upset. "You're purposefully stalling me! I need to get back to leading my men!"
"Colonel has that under hand." Sonic walked forward and put a hand to her shoulder. "Amy…" he spoke a little more tenderly, but definitely with some desperation for her to stop fighting him. "You've got a strong heart, and great intent… but you can't look death in the eye like this…" he motioned his head down to her eye level, shifting his eyes to each of hers, trying to convince her in the nicest way he could.
What he perceived as logical was only infuriating Amy.
Her ears swiped back, an inaudible growl over her teeth vibrated over the air she let escape through her gritted teeth.
With a glare sharp as knifes, she stomped up to him.
"You may not have a good grip of your own emotions, but mine only enhance my ability to lead! A kind leader with a big heart is stronger than any ruthless dictator! I refuse to abandon my troops because you think I'm too soft!" Amy stormed past him, speaking these words and keeping her head forward with conviction.
He sighed and shook his head, "Don't do this, Ames.."
"Don't call me Ames." she felt him starting to shift, and before he could grab her, she swung herself around.
"I can't have the luxury of being weak anymore, Sonic!" (Hope it's okay to change 'leisure' to 'luxury' x)
Sonic caught his tongue, closing his open mouth and suddenly having a shocked look on his face.
He slowly… withdrew his opened hand from reaching for her.
"I know you can't tell…" She started to grow more emotional, her anger growing to sorrow, "But I've changed since that little girl you used to save so much." she teared up, but refused to think of emotion as weakness. Like some of these men did…
"I don't need a shield." she put a hand to the arm that was dropping, as Sonic's eyes scanned hers and then looked down, feeling conflicted and slightly betrayed by the words he was hearing… "I don't need a babysitter." she lightly put her other hand to his cheek, which he turned to be away from her.
"I just need a friend." she looked tenderly and with love towards him. "I need my hero… to become my friend's hero… And help them be strong." she turned her own head to try and see his expression, but he looked so distant… as if each word she spoke…
Was breaking his heart.
"I know you've grown Amy… but…" he looked down, as if growing timid, and turned his head to face hers again…
He looked at the hand on his arm…
She tightened it.
"Not grown." she confirmed, and with a heavy tone, stated- "Changed."
"Commander!"
Sonic turned away, feeling confused and cheated somehow, though he knew he shouldn't feel that way..
Amy turned to the man calling to her. "I'm here!"
"Commander!" The soldiers came up to her, and knelt down by her with their guns. "We've done it! We've got the epicenter! But we're lost on what do now. Should we pierce through to the other side? Or hold ground for further backup?"
'They made it?' Sonic looked surprised as he turned to the Soldier.
Amy smiled, beaming at the news. "And our men?"
"All accounted for. Ma'am!" he saluted her. "The buddy-system surprisingly worked very efficiently, ma'am!"
She nodded, turning away and letting go of Sonic.
He watched as the symbolism took root in his heart… as if each string attached to it was snapping one by one as each finger slid off in painful detachment.
He was held in that feeling while Amy addressed the men further.
She stood proudly, hands to her hips, nodding in triumph and accomplishment. "Yep! That's how you do it! Having someone looking out for you, and you looking out for them, is actually more proficient then just looking after yourself."
She grinned widely and turned behind her, as Sonic clenched his fist.., his eyes hidden by shadows…
She closed her eyes and began to speak over her shoulder, "Isn't that right? Sonic?"
She didn't hear an answer.
"….Huh?"
She blinked her eyes open, and frantically looked around… before growing confused and stepped forward into the empty space.
"S…Son… Sonic?"
(angst is angsttttty~ obviously, AU.)
Part 2 + Extended Narrative from Author- (x)
itsnicky13 asked:
Mayraaaa i beg you! Pleaaaaase make the part 2 of that prompt you did about Amy as a commander, please please pleaseee i love so much your work ❤❤❤
Prompt referenced: (x) Part 1
Prompt:
"There's been an attack! Sonic's-! BBBzzztt…"
"There's what?" Amy's head whipped back, her hand moving up a second as if about to charge the lieutenant with the communication box and grab the mic.
"R-Re-Repeat that please?" the man was startled, to these G.U.N soldiers, and the Army Division that was recently added of anthropomorphic soldiers, Sonic was there shining hope in this war…
"C-Commander…" the man was losing his nerve, lowering the phone but not clicking it off as he looked to her in fear.
She saw in his face the courage she was trying to instill in her men vanish, and knew exactly what she had to do.
"Sonic's fine." she carefully walked over and put a hand on his shaking frame, and then took the phone.
"This is Commander Amy. Where's my Sonic?"
"BzzztTTTT….BBBZzttt…"
"Darn, the communications completely wonked out." she gave it back to his ear.
"You're now in charge of trying to pick up a signal again. From anywhere. I'm going to go find Sonic." She ordered as if with a gentle touch to it somehow, and it calmed her soldier as he nodded and returned to his former self after a deep breath.
He fiddled with the communications and she knew, looking behind her, he'd be okay.
About to take off, she suddenly heard a soldier call out, "Commander Rose! How on earth do you expect to find him!? He's probably a thousand miles out in No-man's land!" the soldier had ducked back in the trenches and glared at her, clearly frustrated with dirt and oil all over his face from fighting.
The lieutenant rose his head and looked confused at the soldier, "Are you blind?" he stated, and shut the phone off in what looked to be perplexed disbelief.
"It's Amy Rose, you nitwit!" he gestured to her as if the soldier was stupid. "She could find Sonic if he were in a haystack!"
Amy smiled, something in her heart sparked to life at his words. A tender warmth she had almost pushed aside for too long now…
She let the feeling come and go… before nodding to the man and then saluting them.
"I'm leaving you in charge."
"W-wa-wait, WHAT?! B-but the colonel..?" The man protested, thinking him not high enough rank to lead an army in her absence…
"Trust me." she winked. "After this, you're getting another star."
He knew the term all too well, and proudly smiled and straightened his back, realizing a promotion could be in his future.
"Good luck, Commander Rose." he nodded in absolute faith and trust in her.
She thrust her salute down in respects and raced off, dodging bombs, ducking robot attacks and laser fire, missiles, crumbling skyscraper debris, landslides from too much explosions and fighting, the works.
As she raced to find Sonic, she suddenly felt a panic come into her heart.
'What could be wrong with Sonic?' She pondered the terrifying thought, trying to not look around her and see what was happening…
But her eyes darted up to each fearful thing that could befall him…
Tails's team was attacking from the skies, shooting down the Giant-Egg-blasters and going for multiple air-enemies…
Knuckles team was more underground, below the city where Eggman had set traps and sneaked landbombs. But thankfully, the robots down there were only guard-dogs, so to speak. So Knuckles's team was mostly in-charge of protecting us from below.
She stepped carefully, but would always look up to see what's around her.
She finally saw one!
Her heart raced to an unbelievable tempo at seeing a soldier with Sonic's colors as a bandanna around his neck.
He was in Sonic's division!
Sliding behind him, she put a hand on his back as he shot and scooted up on one knee towards a fallen enemy.
"What do you want!?" He shouted out over the noise of gunfire, his cheek turning red from tilting it down so hard on his gun, trying to see through his aiming devices to properly shot at the flailing robot he was targeting.
"Sonic. Where?"
"Fallen." he cocked his gun and a few barrels sprayed out.
Amy felt her whole world pause.
"He's laying by the compound. We're trying to let him rest, but-" he shot more bullets, before turning his head back to her once the lone robot reached a hand up, and finally… dropped it down and turned his head.
His eyes flickered, and once finally out, he could sort-of turn his back on the fallen enemy.
He looked over his shoulder now, able too.
"He fidgets, Ma'am." he smiled, teasing. Amy knew that meant this soldier liked and knew him well.
"What rank are you?"
"A good friend doesn't need ranks." He winked, "Sonic's orders."
She smiled.
He would run his platoon without ranks.
"I hope you're still paid well."
He laughed, getting her up with him, "We hide our stars, miss." he took her arm and began to run with her, as she felt a little silly being guarded by this man.
Then a memory…
Sonic had always protected her… gotten her out of danger…
At least he wasn't-…
She shook her head, unable to even comprehend such a thought without a squeezing sensation in her chest, and a horrible sting of tears threatening behind her eyes.
The renewed memory of her telling him she didn't need a babysitter suddenly stung and pricked at her heart as though she had somehow wounded her dearest friend without realizing it.
She suddenly came to the reason of her wrongs- she may have come off a bit too…
Uncaring…
Of her precious, life-long hero.
That wasn't her heart though!
She shook herself of her feelings but became more desperate to see him, coming towards a ruined building with no roof, only crumbled walls that still held some bricks left to it.
Rushing inside the crumbled structure, Amy saw Sonic being laid on a large turned, rectangular pillar. The medics around him as he had one hand on his stomach, tossing a bit as they put instruments of healing all around or on him.
She was paused with a sudden horror striking through and pinning her feet to the unstable rumble they had for a ground.
"…Miss Rose?" The man, with some amount of tenderness, stopped himself when he felt the tug of resistance.
Her eyes glossed as she scanned the scene of Sonic breathing hard, in pain, as the men worked on him without sympathy, robotically, as though they were in the zone and couldn't be drawn out of it just because it was their Commander.
She slowly took a step forward,.. then her quills slowly rose up and she dashed with widened eyes towards him.
The man let her go, and a look of worry struck his face.
Sonic's senses heard her footsteps, but couldn't recognize them until he forced an eye to try and open.
"Wh-…Whose making a…Ack! … grr… racket?"
"SONIC!"
His trembling eye suddenly held itself open.
"…Amy…?" he breathed out, as if in shock.
He couldn't turn his head, as the medics insisted, but he did so anyway…
"Sir!"
"Control yourself!"
"Don't move!"
"Sh…shut up." he turned to see her, his neck killing him as he did so. "How'd you find…?"
"Incoming!"
A man called right as Amy bent to her knees to be closer to him, but a handful of missiles rose over the beaten, half-standing walls and dared to lift themselves up before spiraling down.
"Take cover!"
In complete and total instinct, Amy looked back to Sonic and threw him over her shoulder.
He let out a cry of pain, but she dashed off.
Amazingly… her adrenaline carried him with just a bit of his own strength left for his feet off and behind a wall, still trying to escape as bodies were flung up from the explosion with cries of pain.
The wall behind her crumbled and she tripped.
They both fell as Sonic whinced, before feeling her grab him again and hoist him up.
"Am… Amy you're back…" he loosely spoke, looking to see the burns that were still sizzling from the recent attack…
"Ignore them." she spoke through gritted teeth and carried him on, his arm over her shoulder, and his legs barely able to drag himself along with her.
She walked and breathed hard with sweat trickling down her face as though rain had fallen.
The whole time, he kept one eye squinted open, not daring to look away from her face…
The staring wasn't even noticed by Amy. All she had on her mind was to get him to safety. Treat him herself.
With tender hands, she lowered him on a patch of grass that lay on a hill outside the war zone near some trees in the distance.
They were far from any bullets… any gunfire…
She fell to her knee and gasped as the arching from her back made some flesh tare and crack, the burns already having festered into burnt crisps, but sealing wounds during the process.
Small blood leaked from her waist, but she didn't care.
It only stained her dress a darker red anyway.
She turned to her true concern.
Sonic.
He was reeling in pain.
The exertion from trying to keep up with her had left his wounds once again re-opened.
She quickly tore some of her dress that was clean of blood, and began to patch him up again.
She had a;first aid kit on her and just started going at it, holding him still as much as she could as she sowed him up, and finally, he rested in somewhat of peace…
She fed him a painkiller that she had to push into his mouth and then press her hand against him so he wouldn't spit it out.
Once it was in, and she felt the swallow below her other hand to feel his throat, she sighed in relief and fell by his side.
Panting… they both remained silent.
A moment later, she felt light pats on her back, and awoke to stinging sensations.
Sonic, with the pain subsided to say the least, couldn't move much but had turned on his side and grabbed the first aid kit.
In gentle pats, he had soaked a cotton dab and was attempting to try and help her own wounds.
She turned her head to look at him, seeing him strain himself to keep his hand up on her back, and not let it fall down to rest… knowing that would only bring her added pain.
"…Sanitizing?" she questioned, breathing hard still as her hands gripped the earth and tared into it… the pain searing like fire afresh on her back.
He seemed numb to her winces though, as if he had become null to any noise of suffering.
War could do that to people though.
And if you didn't have that ability, then what? Endless guilt and regret?
True torture, to a soldier, is being unable to help through your heart alone.
It's better to put your heart to the side in a safe, and carry on then to dwell in that misery and ache.
Sonic nodded, mustering a faint smirk before lowering his hand from her.
"I just finished…" his eyes looked tried, as if the painkiller she had given him was in full effect, but now he was trying to move and help when his body really shouldn't be able to do anything.
"You're still hurt." Amy raised a hand to his face, and he closed his eyes, breathing as if to fall asleep.
"…You…You're crazy." he coughed a chuckle before looking back at her.
"Why on earth did… did you…" his voice was fading and she pulled herself closer to him, reeling her neck up at the pain it caused her back.
"Hey," he tapped her arm, "I just.. worked on.. that…"
"Really? Still being… erk.. s-sarcastic?" she smiled right after some pain, and lowered her head close to him.
"… Amy, why did.. you come.. for me?" he closed his eyes again.
Amy face lost it's cool,… and she started to tear up.
"You idiot… I've tried to become so strong.. because… because…" her voice cracked as her face turned red with the threat of weeping, and she let some tears go as she nuzzled her head to the ground, shaking it in her emotions.
"Because I couldn't stand to leave you to find a war-Ah! that you shouldn't have to fight alone! I want a future with you… I may have changed, but my feelings and why I even fight so hard still haven't-!"
She felt suddenly that same fire from her back dip down to her stomach, which she was laying on.
She closed her eyes to fight revealing her pain, feeling the chill of the wind against it didn't help… it only fed the fire that began to force her mouth open as small sounds of suffering escaped so lightly from it in little gusts of air.
Suddenly, she felt touch on her face.
She was amazed by the action, and tried to reopen her eyes as she sweated and panted, but the touch gently moved over her eyes, bidding them to stay closed.
She felt sleep taking over herself again, feeling the touch glide over the lines of her face… the between area of her eyes and then the stretch of her muzzle up to her eyelashes.
The comfort and calming it gave her renewed feelings she had pushed away to try and remain strong and steadfast.
Her heart almost purred under the sensation of his loving gesture… He was truly trying to peacefully lull her out of her painful state.
But what about him?
She ducked her head to the side, burying it in the ground before opening her mouth once again.
But instead of a sound of suffering… something sweeter appeared.
"I love you."
The words she hoped she would speak without losing him to a sudden distance he might rend between them… all that fear rose up again… but she couldn't hold it back.
The feelings had piled and spilled out in a sudden rush of love he had renewed in her.
The tips of her fingers became numb.
Her nose turned cold and dry.
She felt her lungs taking in less and less air.
Then-…
When her eyes started to lose all hope of light…
A arm gently, shaking in their exhaustion, moved over her and gently pulled her closer.
She let out another faint cry of pain, very quickly, but almost with a tenderness of not caring as she felt the gesture worth enduring any side-effects for.
He brought her closer.
In her last moments of conscious strength, she felt him also give a hand to the back of her head, clutching her.. bringing her right beside him.
She fainted after feeling warm breath upon her forehead…
(Author's Commentary:
So… people said that they wouldn't mind- like- my thoughts on a prompt I created? Well… I feel that may spoil my writing techniques XD haha, oh well! Better to express it then let it all die with me someday, right? Plus, it could be fun.
I really enjoyed writing this. I woke up and remembered this idea. I had to write it right away before I lost it. I had structured this to mostly be emotion and longing tied with intense circumstances. Love CAN and WILL be denied on a battlefield. So I pulled them away from the war… let the war be between their hearts, and then you realize… there is no war. There never was one between them. Sonic's arc was satisfied by the confession, meaning his character dilemma was fulfilled in now knowing he's still something to her. Which the last prompt made clear didn't sit well with him thinking he wasn't needed or anything more to her. Amy's arc was fulfilled by her realizing he wouldn't act the way she thought he would from her saying it. Instead, his comforts for her led to his own comfort. The two fell asleep in their exhaustion, but not only that, in relief as well.
I wrote this to draw some tragic longing from my readers. I wrote it to engross you into a never-ending dread that pulls you into each line, with no real breaks from the tension until the end. This way, everything I piled inside of you comes rushing out in a sense of relief, which is exactly what the characters are feeling too. The readers are meant to feel a sense of what the characters feel towards the end of the story. If I had not released them from this hold I first created, they would not have been satisfied and would continue to carry that dread, leading to sorrow and possibly aggressive frustration, depending on the person.
I really liked putting Amy through a suffering that piled up till the moment her heart declared what she had never truly lost. And I liked revealing her strength and love in a way that Sonic could translate and easily understand. Because of that immediate 'touched' feeling, he selflessly began to be her hero again, which never truly left him either, but he felt he had to refuse because of their last discussion.
I could go on and on but I think my thoughts and feelings on this prompt may take away from the overall sensation of the prompt story xD I hope you enjoyed, regardless if you wanted Author's Commentary, or not w)