Commission for TheMaskedTime on DeviantArt. I do not own Sonic The Hedgehog or The Mask.

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Somewhere in the vast forest known as Mystic Ruins, a great tower stood. Sparkling silver on the outside, its immense heights hid hundreds of conveyer belts, chain link fences, containment tubes, and hundreds of little robots roving the property.

And at the very top, there sat a control room, where one man was hard at work bringing his latest creation to life.

To say Eggman was pissed the last two days was an understatement. Even for a man who generally raged at a world that could not accept his great machines, he was simply incensed to have been beaten to that mask, an object of power that would have made him nigh invulnerable if he could get his hands on it.

But all was not lost. If Eggman could not get the mask by methods of discovery, he would get it by methods of force. Placing a single emerald into his new machine, he cackled.

"AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! It's done!!! That precious mask will be mine in no time!!!"

On his work desk sat a brand new pistol, gleaming bright under the dim lighting. Powered by chaos energy, its blasts would be enough to stun any creature in possession of the mask - whether they were wearing it or not. Once brought to their knees, whatever fool unlucky enough to be wearing it would soon be a mere source of labor - but they would be in for a spectacular show.

Pumping the trigger once, Eggman grinned as the green blast left a gaping hole in a thick piece of sheet metal. His plan was all set, as soon as he could find the mask's owner.

Little did he know it would be surprisingly soon.

Hundreds of feet below, a black, red and green tornado was ripping through the forest, flowers and bushes left trampled in its wake. Having been to three of Eggman's bases in the span of 10 minutes, Mask Amy was in hot pursuit of her former tormentor, her new abilities giving her the ability to cross the world in no time. Kicking up a great cloud of dust as she stopped spinning, the green hedgehog looked up at the huge door in front of her.

"Well, I can't go in without knocking, can I?"

Pulling out her supercharged hammer, Mask Amy gave the door several light taps - light by the mask's standards, as they left noticeable dents in the metal. Reaching into her black skirt, a grandfather clock several feet taller than Mask Amy suddenly sat next to her, loud bongs ringing out after 10 seconds had passed.

"Hmmm, doesn't seem like anyone's answering. Maybe there's a video system…"

To the right of the door sat a set of six switches, all pushed in a downward position. Mask Amy could have simply flicked them up - but she had a better idea.

"Ready, aim, FIRE!!!!"

A boxing glove popped out of the hammer's end, smashing a hole where the switches once were. The door slowly began to lift - evidently, that did the trick.

"Helllooooo?!?!? Is anyone home? I made some apple pie!"

It was quiet in the huge tower, minus the loud alarms that were suddenly blaring from this new intruder. Surely a place as big as this had to have someone occupying it.

"Maybe they're just upstairs!! I know, I'll bounce up and say hi!!!"

Legs becoming a huge pink spring, Mask Amy leapt up - and immediately began to bounce out of control, a ringing BOING sound coming as she crashed into the thick metal walls. By luck or by magic, she had somehow made it to the top platform, kicking open the door with her spiky boots.

"Hi Mister Eggman! Let me introduce myself!!!"

Eggman was never one for visitors - but for once, he was happy to meet someone new. He turned around, taking in the huge green head on the body of the pink hedgehog, her exaggerated clothes and giant white smile making her look straight from a cartoon. How lucky he was, not even needing to hunt for his prey.

"Ah, good afternoon miss. I've been looking to meet with you. Come, take a seat, it won't be long."

Mask Amy wasn't having this. Her unmasked self had long been tormented by the good doctor, and she finally had the power to get the revenge she craved. Forget being a lady, it was time to get even.

"How dare you play nice with me! You want to sit down, I can make that happen!!!"

In a baseball pitcher's outfit, she loaded up her hammer with balls, firing them at great speed straight at his nether region. Running out of ammo, she expected to see him in a heap - but there he stood upright, looking none the worse for wear.

"You silly girl. Did you honestly think I wasn't prepared for your cartoonish antics? Your powers are much better suited for a glorious face like mine."

Pulling his new weapon out, he gave her a word of warning.

"The Eggman Empire always wins. Now…better duck."

Green balls of plasma energy shot out, hitting Mask Amy. Now, she was feeling an unusual sensation - pain. What did that pistol do to her?

"Give up that mask, and you will die a peaceful death!!!"

The more the blasts struck her, the more Mask Amy's potent energy was starting to wear thin. Whatever creation this was, she needed to get out of here - and perhaps even discard her precious green face. In a last ditch effort, she spun off, needing to get as far away from Eggman as possible.

Stopping on the other end of the top platform, Mask Amy was struggling to get up from her knees. Eggman would find her in no time - she just had to make he was finding Amy Rose only. Seeing an open window, she made her final choice.

Digging her fingers into the green rubber texture, she began to tug on it - and slowly the rubbery material of the mask began to separate from pink fur. She could hear footsteps approaching in the background - straining and moaning, she was in trouble.

Giving the hardest tug she could, Amy and the mask separated from each other - and as she fell to the ground, her hands were able to heave it out the window, falling to whoever would find it below.

Turning the corner, Eggman was expecting the most wonderful sight he could imagine. But no, instead it was the prone body of that annoying pink hedgehog Amy Rose, not a single thing around her.

"NNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! HOW DID THAT FOOLISH HEDGEHOG LOSE THE MASK?!?!?!? HHHOOOOOOWWWWWWW?????????"

Landing in a bush several miles away, the mask waited for its next victim. That lucky wearer would come soon enough.