Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic the Hedgehog or any of its characters. I just like to torture them. Please don't sue. Gamma the Robian is mine. E-mail me if you want to use him. Renaissance Grrl@excite.com
Amy and Gamma watched, quietly amazed, as Jules and Bernie, Sonic's parents, hugged their son as creatures of flesh and blood for the first time since Sonic was a toddler.
It was almost funny--but also kind of sad and rather sobering--to watch the Robians kick and scream and fight not to be put in, but then cry with gratefulness when the process was over. It made Amy think of just how much had been lost in this war.
As Nate had said, they had no memories of working for Robotnik, and one bewildered raccoon even thanked them for stopping the roboticizer in time. He cried a little when he realized he had been roboticized for six years; his small toddlers would be half-grown, and it would probably be several months before he found them--if they were alive and unroboticized to BE found. THAT made Amy think of all the poor deroboticized people who were going to find out that family had passed away, spouses had remarried and life had passed them by as if they had died.
Finally the work was done. King Acorn presented Nate with a medal to recognize his accomplishments, and announced that in a few days Nate would be knighted Sir Nathaniel Beauregard Morgan.
After all the others were gone, and Amy and Gamma had congratulated Nate, the real work began.
Nate opened Gamma's back plate. He made a few connections from his special disk drive to Gamma and told the pair that creating the backup would take about five minutes. When that was done he disconnected Gamma and had him climb into the deroboticizer. Amy gave him a kiss on the cheek--"That's for good luck," she told him.
Nate threw the switch and he and Amy watched with difficulty, all patience failing them.
The deroboticizer whirred and beeped as it had for the Robians, lights flicking on and off as they monitored various aspects of the process.
"It seems to be going okay," Nate told her, "but there's no way to be sure until the process is finished."
"My fingers are crossed," Amy said. "Please, please let it work..."
A moment elapsed in silence. The deroboticizer's metal cover lifted, and there before them stood...
"Gamma!" Amy nearly screamed. "You're, you're..."
"I know!" Gamma was completely flesh-and-blood. "I'm so happy, Amy." They embraced tightly. It took him a moment to catch his breath, after all, he had only taken his first one a few seconds before. There were tears of joy streaming down his cheeks.
"Oh, Gamma...you're...so...handsome," Amy said in awe. "I can't believe how great you look! You look like you were never a robot."
"That's the way I wanted it, Amy."
Nate finally came over to admire Gamma. If it hadn't been for him, Gamma would never have become a living being, much less survived his post-battle wound from E-101. Gamma let go of Amy so Nate could see his "handiwork".
"It worked even better than I thought," Nate said. "You even have shoes and gloves."
"I know! Thank you so much, Nate. I really owe you, big time. Really. I'll never be able to return the favor..."
"You already have, son, by being happy. That's all I want. Your left ear is still a little crooked, though," Nate said.
Gamma put his hand up and felt it. "I don't care, Nate. It's just good to be alive."
He took in a deep gulp of air and let it out again. "Man, that feels good!" He turned to Nate. "I can't thank you enough for giving me the chance to breathe."
Authoress's Note: The way it is now, we could call this the finish. It would not take away from the story to end it here. Actually, I kind of like my ending senetnce. HOWEVER, there is another half-part on the way. Just a little sequel to tie up my one loose end. Anyway, now Gamma the HEDGEHOG is my character, and Gamma the ROBIAN is no more. E-mail address for permission remains the same. It's at the top in the disclaimer.
Amy and Gamma watched, quietly amazed, as Jules and Bernie, Sonic's parents, hugged their son as creatures of flesh and blood for the first time since Sonic was a toddler.
It was almost funny--but also kind of sad and rather sobering--to watch the Robians kick and scream and fight not to be put in, but then cry with gratefulness when the process was over. It made Amy think of just how much had been lost in this war.
As Nate had said, they had no memories of working for Robotnik, and one bewildered raccoon even thanked them for stopping the roboticizer in time. He cried a little when he realized he had been roboticized for six years; his small toddlers would be half-grown, and it would probably be several months before he found them--if they were alive and unroboticized to BE found. THAT made Amy think of all the poor deroboticized people who were going to find out that family had passed away, spouses had remarried and life had passed them by as if they had died.
Finally the work was done. King Acorn presented Nate with a medal to recognize his accomplishments, and announced that in a few days Nate would be knighted Sir Nathaniel Beauregard Morgan.
After all the others were gone, and Amy and Gamma had congratulated Nate, the real work began.
Nate opened Gamma's back plate. He made a few connections from his special disk drive to Gamma and told the pair that creating the backup would take about five minutes. When that was done he disconnected Gamma and had him climb into the deroboticizer. Amy gave him a kiss on the cheek--"That's for good luck," she told him.
Nate threw the switch and he and Amy watched with difficulty, all patience failing them.
The deroboticizer whirred and beeped as it had for the Robians, lights flicking on and off as they monitored various aspects of the process.
"It seems to be going okay," Nate told her, "but there's no way to be sure until the process is finished."
"My fingers are crossed," Amy said. "Please, please let it work..."
A moment elapsed in silence. The deroboticizer's metal cover lifted, and there before them stood...
"Gamma!" Amy nearly screamed. "You're, you're..."
"I know!" Gamma was completely flesh-and-blood. "I'm so happy, Amy." They embraced tightly. It took him a moment to catch his breath, after all, he had only taken his first one a few seconds before. There were tears of joy streaming down his cheeks.
"Oh, Gamma...you're...so...handsome," Amy said in awe. "I can't believe how great you look! You look like you were never a robot."
"That's the way I wanted it, Amy."
Nate finally came over to admire Gamma. If it hadn't been for him, Gamma would never have become a living being, much less survived his post-battle wound from E-101. Gamma let go of Amy so Nate could see his "handiwork".
"It worked even better than I thought," Nate said. "You even have shoes and gloves."
"I know! Thank you so much, Nate. I really owe you, big time. Really. I'll never be able to return the favor..."
"You already have, son, by being happy. That's all I want. Your left ear is still a little crooked, though," Nate said.
Gamma put his hand up and felt it. "I don't care, Nate. It's just good to be alive."
He took in a deep gulp of air and let it out again. "Man, that feels good!" He turned to Nate. "I can't thank you enough for giving me the chance to breathe."
Authoress's Note: The way it is now, we could call this the finish. It would not take away from the story to end it here. Actually, I kind of like my ending senetnce. HOWEVER, there is another half-part on the way. Just a little sequel to tie up my one loose end. Anyway, now Gamma the HEDGEHOG is my character, and Gamma the ROBIAN is no more. E-mail address for permission remains the same. It's at the top in the disclaimer.
