"MetAmy:My Queen."

(Metal Sonic P.O.V.)
Victory,
Victorious ,
He was Victorious.

He had done it at long last,Before him the mangled corpse that was once this worlds hero and former adversary lay at his feet mutilated beyond recognition and oh what a feeling it yeilded.

Years of hard work planning and scheming behind his former master's back had finally paid off in the long shot,For now he was victorious at long last.

He had finally once and for all proven to who the superior of the two was and just as he thought and had always known to be true in his heart it was him.

He was never lying when he said he was the original and that the second-rate excuse standing before him was nothing more than a cheap copy,Afterall he never asked to be made into a mechanical slave.

He never asked to be ripped from his home world and ripped apart only to built back together with mechanical parts leaving only his mind intact and forced to fight this new version of him who was loved be all as he was loathed.

He had tried to fight for his freedom but his body was a mechanical prison constantly forced to move and bend to the will of his "master." As he suffered in silence due to the mad doctor intentionally forgetting to leave out a voice box so that he could call out his pleas for somebody,anybody to help him prove to the world that he was the true Sonic.

His anger grew and grew at a world that bad abandoned him treated him like dirt and then kicked him when he was down he held no mercy for this world for it was not his own the home he knew and loved,This was hell.

Then he met her so innocent,so precious the way her smiled seemed to block out the outside world and brighten up his life it was like a light at the end of the tunnel something to fight for that maybe meant enduring this torture would lead to a paradise where no one could hurt him again.

And yet through all the pain and agony at long last he had came out as the victor,His Neo form  bestowed upon him by the power of the emeralds proving to be more than a match for his adversaries.

And now he was here with his inferior copy laying at his feet his ragtag of allies scattered across the battlefeild lifeless all except for her,She sat there on her knees tears straining from her eyes as she hugged him begging for him to wake up but he knew these calls were ultimately for nothing.

He had ran his hand through the copy's chest and crushed his vital organ that was furiously pumping blood within the palm of his bare hand and watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his rival left this world by his own hand.

He began to laugh at his victory thanks in part to his voicebox one of the many new features of his upgraded form at long last he could relish in his success that he had once and for all proven he was the real Sonic.

"MURDERER!"

He stopped short when he turned to look at her  who had cut off his laugh with her shrill cry of pain and anguish and stared at him with a look of pure hatred and betrayal,She stared at him like they had.

He did not like that,Not one bit.

Her tears were now furiously pouring down her cheeks akin to that of a faucet,The stare she gave him was as if all of heaven and hell were behind her in this very moment like he had gone behind her back and broken some sacred secret bond bewteen them.

"I TRUSTED YOU,I TOLD THEM YOU WERE DIFFERENT!"

He was silent for he did not know what to say.

"THAT YOU TOLD ME YOU DIDN'T WANT TO HURT ANYONE!"

He began to look at the ground and his feet for some unknown reason he began to find them quite intresting and vastly preferable to the scene that was on display in front of him and vastly both unfolding and escalating very quickly.