The New Divide (organic Metal Sonic story)

Chapter 2

Metal lied in his hospital bed, watching the TV with boredom, this was his third week in a row of being stuck here, and he was growing restless. He even got caught out of his bed and running in circles in his room a few times during the second week, but the nurses had to have him stop or he'd either injure himself, wake someone up, or broke something. He was even sedated a few times if he kept resisting. If Metal's able to walk, he can very well be allowed to leave by now, right? So far none of the nurses ever said that he was clear to go, they had only entered his room to feed him and give him the pills. Lately the effects of the pills making him drowsy was a bit stronger, he only concluded that if he can't force himself to have a long and peaceful sleep, then they might have been giving him pills that would have a more aggressive effect to knocking him out every night.

'Those idiot nurses don't know that sleeping like any other Mobian is something I'm not used to, unless Sonic told some of them about me being a former robot.' Metal thought. The only good thing about being stuck in his room was that he had plenty of privacy and time to think. He had been shut down while he was still a robot, and woke up as a Mobian hedgehog, which could only mean Eggman was responsible for that, as well as his wounds if he was that angry at him for his past rebellious attitude. Metal bared his teeth just as he did to Sonic just thinking about it.

Sure Eggman wasn't the best boss and lashed out a lot, but trying to kill Metal off after turning him into a being that can never be repaired was enough to send his anger go rabid. Sonic saving Metal was just by pure luck and foolishness. Yet, now that he thought about it, Metal still can't figure out why Sonic would want to save someone like him. Perhaps it was because the forces of the universe want him to get revenge on Eggman, but if Sonic was the gossiping type, Metal would be seen as one thing. Weak.

"Here he is." The familiar voice of the nurse who comes in to give him his pills announced.

Metal glanced over his shoulder, seeing a black and red hedgehog with golden cuffs on his wrists and ankles and wearing rocket shoes walk in, the nurse closing the door behind him. What was his name again? Shadow. Metal mentally slapped himself, being a regular Mobian with a less advanced brain and stuck in this dreadful room made him forget a lot of things. Silence filled the room as Shadow glanced at Metal from head to toe, the ebony hedgehog's gaze unreadable as he had a stoic expression on his face.

"Let me guess, Sonic gossiped to you about me now being a Mobian." Metal said, it had been so long since he'd seen Shadow, and this is the first time he's speaking to him minus the time of his Metal Madness form.

"Your appearances alone gave it away." Shadow replied.

"Then what do you want?" Metal asked, turning around to where his back faced the window and leaned on it, arms crossed over his now scarred chest.

"Nothing." Shadow replied simply.

Metal raised a brow, eyes narrowed. "Then why are you here? Still dawdling in your amnesiac state and hoping I'll give ya answers?" He questioned the ebony hedgehog.

"I remember my time of destroying the Ark." Shadow replied, though it was more of a growl.

"Good, Sonic's sidekick remembered like a good boy, there's the door." Metal said, half teasing him.

Shadow only glared at Metal. "I am no one's sidekick, Metal." He growled sternly.

"Then why are you here?" Metal questioned Shadow impatiently.

"I have been sent to come get you, unless you want to stay here longer." Shadow replied.

Metal glanced away in deep thought. From what he's heard, Shadow now works for G.U.N, which confused him. Didn't a soldier from G.U.N kill Maria on sight? Then again it was 50 years ago and that no-good soldier could have just gone rogue and has probably died off with old age. Even still, if Metal was in Shadow's position, he would have absolutely refused to be working with some people who killed someone he cared about, no matter what.