Secret. Operation. Squad (a Sonic OC story)

Part 1 Chapter 1 A Fight for Friends

Hip's narration

After that mess with my "accident", I was brought back to health at the infirmary.

But the help had to make a desperate action to make sure I came out alive.

My limbs were extremely broken and the damage was too big to just put my hands through surgery.

If I didn't get this problem fixed, my arms and legs would be too weak, and it could've been easy for me to get sick or die from a disease.

I.......had to lose my hands and feet to live.

Good news was that an expert in robotics and biology had made special hands and feet to help me move and grab.

Bad news was that he couldn't make them life like, but just metal digits.

I was terrified and felt a little lonely, as well as devastated.

I'd always be different from everyone on the team no matter what I do to make people think otherwise.

I'm a freak and an ugly reminder of the enemy.

I lost my physical touch and the immediate trust of the soldiers around me.

Who would be friends with someone who had robot like limbs?

Why know me if my hands and feet just remind people of what they lost?

I'm literally the embodiment of everything that Eggman screwed up.

Every time I went on missions, all the soldiers went of and left me in the dust to do my own stuff.

Every time I offered to help, they glare at me, almost threatening to come over and beat me up.

I almost thought about just running out into no man's land and just taking something out before dying in combat.

At least mom would be waiting for me in heaven...right?

But things changed around some when I met him...

When I met my first real friend...

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Normal POV (with Bopper)

Resistance Base (Storage Room)

The black bear was carrying a large stack of crates down to the storage below to help Vector out.

It wasn't too much of a hassle, despite the numerous stares he got from people who couldn't believe how strong he was.

After he gets the stuff in the right spot, he sets them down and begins to walk away.

But then he hears a sniff not far from him, but it was more of a sad one.

Ben followed it until he reached the more isolated section of the storage room.

He found a young male orange bird wearing a read jersey and one of the Resistance headsets.

What stood out the most about him was the metal hands and feet he had to be replacements of what he lost.

Ben approached him. "What's wrong? Did you lose something?"

Ace looks at him and backs away. "Go away..."

Ben puts his hands up in defense. "Whoa! I'm not gonna hurt ya. I just want to know what's making you cry."

Ace answers. "Why do you care? Have you looked at me?"