Metal Sonic: Menace or Mislabeled?

Finally Free?

Amy's Pov

To say I was surprised about what was happening would be an understatement. Metal Sonic, the evil robotic counterpart to the love of my life, was helping me and my daughter escape from Eggman. The whole time I had one thought running through my head; why? He hates Sonic, so it's not like he's doing it for him. As I tried to figure out the reason for this sudden change, he suddenly spoke in that new voice of his.

"Seeing as your father and I cannot stand each other, it would be wise not to get attached," he said. I was a bit confused until I realized he was talking to my little girl, who was looking at him with innocent curiosity. I guess she was as confused as I was.

Soon enough, we made it to a huge room and to my surprise, we saw Sonic. He looked furious. I was about to explain that he was helping me when a certain voice stopped as all in our tracks. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? All of my targets in the same place at the same time? I must be dreaming," Eggman chuckled with delight as his Death Egg Robot stepped out of the shadows. I tried to stay out of the way, sensing the impending battle.

Sonic went Super and was ready to start attacking. Before he could however, Metal grabbed his shoulder and said something to him as he turned into Neo Metal Sonic. I don't know what he said, but sonic nodded as he picked me and our daughter up and flew as fast as he could out of the base. As we left, I could see Neo Metal charging straight at Eggman. Maybe he really has changed.

We made it out of the base to see that the others had taken care of the badniks surrounding it. Everyone started asking me if the baby and I were okay. "We're both fine guys, but Metal is fighting Eggman all on his own; he needs help," I told them. They all looked at me with surprise, and I can't say I blame them. However no sooner had I said that did Metal come walking out of the base, back to his normal form, but badly damaged.

He had huge dents all over his body and his eyes kept flickering on and off. He simply said, "Free at last," before his eyes stayed off and he collapsed to the ground. We all gathered around him as we tried to see if he was okay. My little girl seemed really upset to see him like this. I then noticed something strange; when a machine is broken, you would expect to see sparks or oil coming out of it, but Metal, instead, had blood coming out of him. How is this possible? Metal, what are you?