Metal Sonic could be seen sitting on a rock in a clearing, with a small lake surrounded by trees and plants alike, looking up at the clouds.
Despite the peaceful setting he didn't feel the same.
He was upset.
"Why?" He asked himself "Why did it have to be like this?"
Metal was reviewing the storage records of his memory.
He was built by Eggman.
He was given emotions.
He was given the ability to think,
he was given a purpose...
He was told to kill Sonic.
He tried and tried, but he couldn't no matter how hard he tried.
The minute he finally realized this, how hopeless it was, he had ripped the program from his head.
He was free to actually think on his own without the Doctors commands contaminating them!
but now he had no purpose...
without that false sense of bloodthirst, to kill...
He felt,
Empty.
"Why?" He asked again "I could have been good... but NO, I just HAD to be 'Mr. Evil Killer Bot'" he growled angrily slamming his fist into the rock he was sitting on which cracked "I just had be built to kill, to make everyone's lives miserable... why?"
He sighed falling back into his depression. He hated every piece of scrap metal he was.
Why was he acting like this you must be asking? He tried to make friends with others. He tried to be friends with only people he had knowledge of. He tried to explain... they didn't understand any of it, all because of what he had done, what he was in the past...
Flashback
Metal Sonic woke up, after a long time. He had been put in a scrap pile after he had been defeated as Metal Overlord. That's when he realized how hopeless the situation of beating Sonic was. He hated that program. So, without hesitation, he had ripped it out of his head, it was the only way for it could not be deleted. Dropping it into the scraps.
He then had a tremendous wave of feeling shoot through him. Without the need to kill Sonic, he felt….free.
Metal felt happy for the first time in his existence but, he wanted to share his happiness with others. He was about to run off…but then stopped.
"But, I have no friends" Metal thought sadly, then he reminded himself of Sonic and his friends the mobians he had been fighting since the start! "Well, maybe they'll forgive and forget if I show them that I've changed that I want to be different." He said hopefully.
He zoomed off, to the closest and in his mind, Tails who was testing out his newest gadget in a test zone he had made.
"Ha ha! It works!" Tails said with glee. "I've made a new invention! Rocket shoes! Now, like Shadow, I can run as fast as Sonic, and keep up with him!" he said, slipping them off.
Metal smiled inside. He landed in the grass nearby and walked up to Tails and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Oh hi Sonic! Want to race now that I can move as…fast…..as…" he slowed to a stop as he turned realizing it was Metal Sonic standing in front of him. Not. Sonic.
"I'm not Sonic, but sure, I would love to race you." Said Metal Sonic.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Tails screamed. "SONIC, KNUCKLES, SOMEBODY HELP!" he yelled and tried to run off in panic.
"Woah, there Tails." said Metal, holding his shoulder in an iron grip. "I got rid of Eggman's program that makes me want to kill Sonic, and…"
