itsnicky13 asked:
Your Majesty, Queen of the Sonamy fics. Can you make one where Amy discovers the true face of Infinite (without the mask) and for a moment she feels attracted to him (not to the pont of falling in love)and Sonic notice this? What could happen next? *hugs*
cutegirlmayra answered:
World: Sonic Forces
Type: AU
Prompt:
As the clean up began, Amy walked around the abandoned battlefield, having asked to be assigned there.
She wanted to ponder, think straight, about everything that happened.
She remembered Sonic and the Rookie- well, not a rookie anymore… but they traveled through the place where the Deadly Infinite came to be…
She felt sorry for him. Maybe there was a way to save him? Maybe…
It's not like everyone is born with an evil heart… they could always-
Suddenly, Amy heard some rubble move and roll down from a pile of robotic trash and rocks. There was a grunt, and Amy immediately stepped back, her hands up to her mouth to hide a gasp.
She waited… but only huffs and grunts of pain and trying to breathe were heard.
She could faintly hear glass breaking, before growing worried and rushing over.
"Hello!? Are you alright?" she bent down, before going fully on her knees when she heard, what sounded like a man's voice, groan.
"Not you…" the voice barely was able to breathe out.
"H-hold on! I'll get you out of there! You'll be alright!" She immediately put her hammer to a large boulder, and looked behind her, shouting out to a worker who had decided to stay and help the clean-up project too. "Hey! There's someone over here! Get some medic-supplies!"
The recruit nodded and took off.
"Don't worry! You have nothing to fear! Amy Rose is- urk… grrr… Heeeerrreee-RAH!" she struggled, straining against the weight, but used her hammer as a lever to lift the boulder off the figure, then stepped aside as it tumbled down the pile.
She breathed heavily, before digging through the debris and scratching her hands on the glass to see…
She froze.
She saw the robotic chest lift up and down, the painful shatter of the remains of where the Phantom Ruby once was positioned cracked and Infinite groaned again under its pain.
His face was smashed under another boulder, forcing him to the side, his hands also kept securely under more boulders and machine parts.
He grunted a few times and shifted, but was completely vulnerable…
Amy's eyes wildly searched the scene, before clutching her hammer further.
The recruit came back, "Sonic said he'll rush over and get them!"
She released the tension in her hand. "S… Sonic?" she looked behind her slightly.
"…Miss Rose? You look like you've seen a ghost." The rabbit seemed worried, coming forward before she threw her hand up, still holding the hammer, although loosely…
"N-no… you're fine. It's fine. He must have been around the area…" she shook herself out of it, "Um,… thank you. I can take it from here."
"You sure?"
All she could do was tighten her lips in a fine line and nod, looking worriedly back to Infinite.
Good thing he was buried so far down that the recruit couldn't see him… he may have doubted what Amy was thinking…
She waited till he left to reach her hand in.
She put a gushing wire of black oil, maybe having been mixed with blood, into a slot and let it click in, secured.
Infinite's chest lurched forward, scaring her.
She withdrew her hand, and waited…
The chest bounced a bit, before it seemed like some relief was given… and he slowly rested back against his rocky prison.
More like a grave…
She took another breath, smelling the oil and let her hand slowly move back to fix some more wires.
She could tell where they were meant to go, looking like a television green, yellow, and white slot, which was interesting to her that Eggman would do such a thing.
She wasn't perfect in how veins in the body work, but she figured Eggman made him to be perfect, indestructible… but without the Phantom Ruby… how long did he have left?
She pushed and winced against the weight of the boulder that rolled slightly onto her hand, but she saw the chest heave as if the boulder was crushing it.
She immediately used all her strength in that one hand reaching in to lift the boulder and push it away, letting it slide.
Her eyes then widened.
There was… in the crack and breaking of Infinite's mask… underneath where the chipped pieces fell away from… a white muzzle.
The mouth was clenched, "It's you… who should be afraid of me…"
She was afraid, her hand frozen, her eyes stiffly in shock.
He wasn't fully a robot?
He tried to chuckle, but she couldn't tell if he could see her.
He spat out some black oil, then tried to breathe.
".,.You… breathe." She muttered, quietly.
"You won't." he tried to wiggle himself out, but couldn't. His head swished up like a flopping fish, before falling again as the wiry veins she reinserted spurted with holes that gushed out more oil.
"Ah!" he let out a painful second of agony, before resting and trying to breathe again.
"I'm never afraid… but mixed with the oil… is the scent of your own fear."
He shifted his head a little, rubbing it to the bottom of the pile and then peeked an eye out to look at her.
"…You… you're afraid. Why not finish me now… Amy Rose… End what has begun… protect your precious friends… seek revenge for what I've done to Sonic…"
She once again squeezed her hand that was gripping her hammer… as if the thought had crossed her mind, but once again, she released that tension.
"I'm not heartless." She closed her eyes. "And you're not fully robotic."
"Heh." He tried to mock her, but his expression changed to weariness. "Weak…Ah…" his eye rolled…
"N-…No… Infinite? INFINITE!" she let go of her hammer, sacrificing the security of having it next to her and dived further into the hole.
"Hold on!"
He was losing more air and that black oil blood too!
She dug through the rest of the debris and then grabbed at his mask.
He was… gone?
She couldn't hear any more breathing…
Now she panicked.
"Infinite!"
Hesitating for only a second, she pulled at the mask.
More of it cracked, more of it loosened… until finally…
She ripped it off and it chipped so fully that it fell apart like a fossil in her hands…
She wasn't focusing on that though…
Infinite's eyes opened, showing two different sets of colors, and glared as best he could at her.
"….Now… you see?" he bit down as much as he could in hatred towards her awestruck stare. "Heh… I'm not inferior… I'm not weak… I'm…" he tried to get up, but fell back to his spot, his arms still trapped. "I'm…"
"Beautiful." Amy breathed out.
Infinite paused…. Before laughing, coughing as he did so, and then… faded away.
Amy watched the burial… lowered her head in respect, holding the still intact, but crumbling two pieces of Infinite's remaining mask.
"Beautiful, huh?"
Amy's ears perked up and she turned around, seeing Sonic from over her shoulder.
"Sonic!" she fidgeted with his mask before it fully crumbled in her hands.
"Eh-heh… um.. wh-what are you doing here?!" she got up quickly and dusted herself off, fidgeting and finally moving her hands behind her.
Sonic just stared with a smile…
He dipped his head down, but never let go of her sight in his eyes… "You saw that no-good Infinite's smug mug? And the first thing you notice is he's…looks?" He then laughed, really slapping his knee and hunching over, before arching his back and placing a hand on his forehead.
"You're too good, Amy!"
"…He was one of us…" she looked down and brought her hands, still holding pieces of the mask, towards herself to look at them.
"No. He wasn't." Sonic shook her out of her thoughts by walking over, taking the pieces and crushing them in his hand. "But he used to be." He then, like salt, grinded the pieces slowly from his hand to the ground… like fine sand.
"It's okay, Amy. I'm not mad or anything." He then brought his hand back to his side, not even bothering to dust his hand off. "But you should be careful. I'm guessing he was piled deep in that debris… you were safe. But you can't be sure-"
She saw the finger coming up, about to lean forward and gently scold her in the only way Sonic felt was gentle enough to hide what was really happening in his mind.
He would wave it and smile, teasingly.
She lunged forward and hugged him, crying.
Sonic froze a moment… before smiling bigger and patting her head.
"You never change." He stated.
"You're even crying for that lowlife."
"But he was a life! He wasn't a robot like we all thought he was!"
"…" Sonic rose his head, looking up, then to the pile. "…Maybe… once…"
Amy continued to cry, before Sonic patted her head again and rubbed it, comforting her.
"Come on, Amy. It's okay to cry." He admitted, "But… it makes me a little uneasy… you crying for him."
"I'm crying for what he was. The old him that died. He wasn't born that way… he became that… thing." Amy moved away, looking back at the pile.
Two recruits came over, and Sonic nodded for them to approach the pile.
They pulled the body out, hoisting it onto something to transport it.
"What… what are they gonna do with it." Amy put a dainty, bundled fist up to her heart.
Sonic held her steady.
"Don't know. But I'm sure we'd like to know what made him tick."
Amy's eyes widened, and Sonic suddenly took a serious turn.
"He's not some frog you can dissect!" she pulled away from him, trying to reach out to the face of a man, not a robot.
Sonic had skillfully wrapped an arm around her waist, knowing this might happen, and pulled her back.
He stood silent as he resisted her hits and struggles, watching her shed tears for a man that once tried to murder all life on the planet.
He held no comment for her compassion or fighting.
She finally grew tired and rushed back into his arms, sobbing.
"…His face really did it for you, huh?" Sonic smiled, but quickly turned into a sharp frown.
"…Don't let what looks to be a face deceive you… Amy."
He then watched as they took the body away.
"….Some men do become monsters."
Amy never forgot those words… were they harsh? Or simply just fact?
Could men become robotic monsters?