In the brisk morning sunlight, a pink hedgehog spent her early hours with her gloved palms pressed to the ground, her smooth arms glistening with sweat as she lifted and lowered her body with strained, panting numbers rising in slow succession.
"Twelve... Thirteen... F-Fourteen..."
It wasn't long before her chest met flat with the forest floor, her red mini dress getting mildly dirty from the landing. Rolling onto her back, the girl sighed from the exertion, her arms resting over her eyes and her legs splayed out. As her heaving chest matched pace with her heavy breathing, she thought back to what caused her to begin training.
Not a single event, but multiple came about before her eyes. Her dear friend Sally, who fought off a pair of robots to rescue her, ended up getting her arms pinned and her belly beaten furiously. She could still remember Sally's agonizing grunts and weakly exhales as her ability to breathe was systematically pounded out of her lithe form.
While Sally was able to win that fight, this would only happen again when Blaze, another dear friend, ended up being captured. To keep the pink hedgehog safe, Blaze allowed herself to be made an example of. Her shirt torn off and her limbs stretched out, she was put on display to the resistance as she was whipped a dozen times every hour for a week.
This war against the robots would only get more and more brutal. She had to keep up, she had to get stronger to help protect her friends. Whatever training it would take, whatever endurance it would require, she would see it through.
"...Because I'm Amy Rose, I don't give up easily in the face of bad guys!" Amy declared, finishing her thought out loud to the forest. Only birds and squirrels heard her, it seemed. The hedgehog looked around at the sound of flapping wings and scampering paws, her voice apparently startling the peace surrounding her.
With a sigh, Amy sat up and dusted her dress off. However her interest shifted to a strange sound that began to draw closer to her. A whistling sound... From above? The pinkette looked up, only to quickly scramble aside as some kind of object fell right where she sat, the loud impact and ensuing dust cloud both deafening and blinding her for a brief moment.
"What was--" Amy struggled between coughs to speak, only for a metallic hand to seize her throat tightly, the arm attached to it easily moving upwards to lift the hedgehog off her feet. The dust began to clear away as Amy valiantly punched at the arm holding her and kicked her legs about wildly, though it accomplished little more than tiring herself out and spending precious oxygen on the exertion.
Finally, there was a window in the settling dust cloud that enabled Amy to see her attacker. Standing before her was her own self, but staring at her through black eyes and glowing green irises. Her arms were made of sleek metal with what appeared to be Piko Piko Hammers for bracers, and while her red dress was nearly identical to Amy's own, her silver legs and red plated boots only served to match her arms.
Needless to say, Amy had... Questions. Quite a few, in fact, about the design of this particular bot. The only conclusion she could come to was that this was another of the Metal series, in this case a Metal Amy. Amy reeled back her fist to swing again, only to find herself thrown over the robot's shoulder and to the ground, rolling frantically with her momentum until she stopped just short of the base of a tree.
"What... Do you want...?" Amy managed to choke out as she gripped her throat and stand up. In lieu of a verbal response, the pink hedgehog was instead forced to duck under a flying punch, which completely ripped the tree from the stump on impact. Watching the towering lumber hit the ground in horror, Amy scrambled to run away, only for one of her tail to be seized.
"Wha? Let go of me, you cree-aaaaagh!" she tried to object to being grabbed, only for her body to stiffen as an electric charge emptied from Metal Amy's hand into her body through her tail. Soon going limp, Amy was pulled back into Metal Amy and held in a reverse bear hug. Two thick forearms crossed over her stomach, pressing hard into her red dress and forcing Amy to cough up saliva.
Before the hedgehog could attempt any form of escape, she was released only long enough to be grabbed by her dress and thrown across the ground once more. Grunting and groaning as she traveled, Amy eventually came to a stop... Only for Metal Amy to once again pick her up and throw her about like a rag doll.
Amy flopped hard against the unforgiving dirt, soon sitting up on her knees and raising her palms passively to the approaching Metal Amy.
"W-Wait... Hang on... Can't we talk about this... Please?" panted out the weary girl, only for Metal Amy to interlock her hands with Amy's own... Easily tightening her grip and tilting her hands forward, forcing Amy's own hands back until a painful crack was heard in her wrists. Amy screamed in pain and shook her head, with her only mercy from the pain coming from her mechanical double lifting her up with ease.
For a moment, Amy made eye contact with her attacker. There were no emotions to be found in her gaze or face. Her pleading expression seemed to speak volumes, as for the first time, Metal Amy spoke as if to answer her question.
"Primary mission: test internal battery life in combat with Amy Rose. Parameters: prolong battle and detect signs of overheat or power drain."
The voice was soulless, but slightly feminine. There was no remorse to be found in her words, only that Metal Amy desired the pinkette to fight her for some length of time... But this wasn't a battle. As Amy's hands were released, she continued to remind herself over and over. It wasn't a battle. It was an example. A display of how far she still had to go before she could truly be of any help to her friends.
As Amy had begun to fall, a metal knee swung up into her crotch at high speed, the force enough to halt her downward momentum entirely for a moment. Before she could cry out, a palm thrust struck her in the stomach to lift her higher in the air, followed by a jumping uppercut to her chin to spin her about.
What was this? A fighting game? She was being juggling helplessly through the air, unable to defend herself or even be aware of what was happening. Amy almost fell face-first into the dirt, but two hands shot out and grabbed her ankles. Still woozy, Amy watched as her limp arms hung under her, her hands and wrists brushing against what was almost her landing zone.
A metal leg soon lashed out, a hard left kick to Amy's exposed navel, as her positioning caused her dress to fall down to her breasts, leaving most of her body plenty visible. A right kick soon followed, with Amy jerking from the recoil of the hard strike. Another left, followed by two rights. Metal Amy was practically dancing in place as she kicked any remaining fight out of the pink hedgehog.
Finally, she lifted Amy up and released her ankles, only to wrap her arms around her waist and clamp her knees around her head. Before she could even voice her pleas for mercy, Amy found herself driven head-first into the ground hard enough to completely knock her out. The robot released her, allowing Amy to crumple to the ground before her.
Seizing Amy's hair and forcing her up to a standing position, Metal Amy noted no overheat signs yet. She needed more testing, however. A few slaps across the mobian girl's face eventually woke her, but as she was still coming around, Metal Amy promptly trapped her in a bear hug.
"Hnnngh... N-No... No more..." Amy pleaded as she looked down at Metal Amy, who buried her face in Amy's chest before jumping high into the sky. Amy screamed in fear, only for her screams to be cut short when the two plummeted into a river. Metal Amy landed firmly on her feet at the bottom of the river, her arms still wrapped around a struggling Amy Rose.
Bubbles began to escape from Amy's lips as she shook her head wildly, still struggling valiantly to escape and get some much needed oxygen into her lungs. However it was not long before Metal Amy suddenly tightened her hold, causing Amy's face to turn different shades of blue and purple. Time was running out, and her lungs felt as if they were on fire.
She needed to breathe somehow, anyhow... But there was no escape. Seeing that Amy was still trying, however, Metal Amy decided to shift one of her arms upward to place one hand on the back of her head, seemingly embracing her in the process. Wasting no time, Metal Amy loosened her grip and drove her knee deep into the drowning mobian's belly, keeping it dug deep as the robot watching a thick trail of bubbles flow freely from Amy's gaping mouth.
Holding Amy by her shoulders, Metal Amy waited a few moments longer to ensure the helpless girl was indeed drowning before flying to the surface using thrusters under her feet. Once the two broke free of the river, Metal Amy promptly dumped the hedgehog to the ground unceremoniously as she continued to fly higher into the air. Eventually the sinister robot changed course and flew down at the drowned girl laying flat on her back with limbs splayed around her.
"HURGGGHGHHH!" gargled Amy as two feet stomped heavily into her stomach, seemingly to crack the very ground under her body. The impact was intense enough to cause the hedgehog to vomit all the water she had ingested while submerged in a violent upheaval, leaving her a twitching mess afterwards.
Seeing an opportunity, Metal Amy stepped off the defeated pinkette before reaching down with both hands to grab the torso of her dress. In a single motion, the two hands moved away from each other and ripped the wet fabric apart with no effort. Amy's dress was backless, and so she wasn't keen on wearing a bra... Leaving her breasts totally free and exposed to Metal Amy.
Changing her grip to the two soft orbs, Metal Amy squeezed tightly before lifting Amy's upper body from the ground. The weight of her body tugging on her sensitive boobs, Amy groaned weakly with what little remained in her to react with... However, this was met with an electric surge.
Once more just as before, Amy's body was wracked with wave after wave of electric currents, forcing her body to twitch and jerk about entirely beyond her control. Noticing a warning in her systems, Metal Amy released the smoking body of her victim and ran an internal diagnostic... Finding she had indeed begun to overheat.
It was time to make her report. Stepping over Amy's body, making sure to step on the hedgehog's belly as she did so, Metal Amy marched off before taking flight to inform the Empire of her discovery. Eventually, the birds and squirrels returned, seeing Amy Rose lying motionless on the ground save for the whimpering, ragged breaths she managed to squeeze through her destroyed form.
"...Because I'm Amy Rose, I don't give up easily in the face of bad guys!" Amy declared, finishing her thought out loud to the forest. Only birds and squirrels heard her, it seemed. The hedgehog looked around at the sound of flapping wings and scampering paws, her voice apparently startling the peace surrounding her.
With a sigh, Amy sat up and dusted her dress off. However her interest shifted to a strange sound that began to draw closer to her. A whistling sound... From above? The pinkette looked up, only to quickly scramble aside as some kind of object fell right where she sat, the loud impact and ensuing dust cloud both deafening and blinding her for a brief moment.
"What was--" Amy struggled between coughs to speak, only for a metallic hand to seize her throat tightly, the arm attached to it easily moving upwards to lift the hedgehog off her feet. The dust began to clear away as Amy valiantly punched at the arm holding her and kicked her legs about wildly, though it accomplished little more than tiring herself out and spending precious oxygen on the exertion.
Finally, there was a window in the settling dust cloud that enabled Amy to see her attacker. Standing before her was her own self, but staring at her through black eyes and glowing green irises. Her arms were made of sleek metal with what appeared to be Piko Piko Hammers for bracers, and while her red dress was nearly identical to Amy's own, her silver legs and red plated boots only served to match her arms.
Needless to say, Amy had... Questions. Quite a few, in fact, about the design of this particular bot. The only conclusion she could come to was that this was another of the Metal series, in this case a Metal Amy. Amy reeled back her fist to swing again, only to find herself thrown over the robot's shoulder and to the ground, rolling frantically with her momentum until she stopped just short of the base of a tree.
"What... Do you want...?" Amy managed to choke out as she gripped her throat and stand up. In lieu of a verbal response, the pink hedgehog was instead forced to duck under a flying punch, which completely ripped the tree from the stump on impact. Watching the towering lumber hit the ground in horror, Amy scrambled to run away, only for one of her tail to be seized.
"Wha? Let go of me, you cree-aaaaagh!" she tried to object to being grabbed, only for her body to stiffen as an electric charge emptied from Metal Amy's hand into her body through her tail. Soon going limp, Amy was pulled back into Metal Amy and held in a reverse bear hug. Two thick forearms crossed over her stomach, pressing hard into her red dress and forcing Amy to cough up saliva.
Before the hedgehog could attempt any form of escape, she was released only long enough to be grabbed by her dress and thrown across the ground once more. Grunting and groaning as she traveled, Amy eventually came to a stop... Only for Metal Amy to once again pick her up and throw her about like a rag doll.
Amy flopped hard against the unforgiving dirt, soon sitting up on her knees and raising her palms passively to the approaching Metal Amy.
"W-Wait... Hang on... Can't we talk about this... Please?" panted out the weary girl, only for Metal Amy to interlock her hands with Amy's own... Easily tightening her grip and tilting her hands forward, forcing Amy's own hands back until a painful crack was heard in her wrists. Amy screamed in pain and shook her head, with her only mercy from the pain coming from her mechanical double lifting her up with ease.
For a moment, Amy made eye contact with her attacker. There were no emotions to be found in her gaze or face. Her pleading expression seemed to speak volumes, as for the first time, Metal Amy spoke as if to answer her question.
"Primary mission: test internal battery life in combat with Amy Rose. Parameters: prolong battle and detect signs of overheat or power drain."
The voice was soulless, but slightly feminine. There was no remorse to be found in her words, only that Metal Amy desired the pinkette to fight her for some length of time... But this wasn't a battle. As Amy's hands were released, she continued to remind herself over and over. It wasn't a battle. It was an example. A display of how far she still had to go before she could truly be of any help to her friends.
As Amy had begun to fall, a metal knee swung up into her crotch at high speed, the force enough to halt her downward momentum entirely for a moment. Before she could cry out, a palm thrust struck her in the stomach to lift her higher in the air, followed by a jumping uppercut to her chin to spin her about.
What was this? A fighting game? She was being juggling helplessly through the air, unable to defend herself or even be aware of what was happening. Amy almost fell face-first into the dirt, but two hands shot out and grabbed her ankles. Still woozy, Amy watched as her limp arms hung under her, her hands and wrists brushing against what was almost her landing zone.
A metal leg soon lashed out, a hard left kick to Amy's exposed navel, as her positioning caused her dress to fall down to her breasts, leaving most of her body plenty visible. A right kick soon followed, with Amy jerking from the recoil of the hard strike. Another left, followed by two rights. Metal Amy was practically dancing in place as she kicked any remaining fight out of the pink hedgehog.
Finally, she lifted Amy up and released her ankles, only to wrap her arms around her waist and clamp her knees around her head. Before she could even voice her pleas for mercy, Amy found herself driven head-first into the ground hard enough to completely knock her out. The robot released her, allowing Amy to crumple to the ground before her.
Seizing Amy's hair and forcing her up to a standing position, Metal Amy noted no overheat signs yet. She needed more testing, however. A few slaps across the mobian girl's face eventually woke her, but as she was still coming around, Metal Amy promptly trapped her in a bear hug.
"Hnnngh... N-No... No more..." Amy pleaded as she looked down at Metal Amy, who buried her face in Amy's chest before jumping high into the sky. Amy screamed in fear, only for her screams to be cut short when the two plummeted into a river. Metal Amy landed firmly on her feet at the bottom of the river, her arms still wrapped around a struggling Amy Rose.
Bubbles began to escape from Amy's lips as she shook her head wildly, still struggling valiantly to escape and get some much needed oxygen into her lungs. However it was not long before Metal Amy suddenly tightened her hold, causing Amy's face to turn different shades of blue and purple. Time was running out, and her lungs felt as if they were on fire.
She needed to breathe somehow, anyhow... But there was no escape. Seeing that Amy was still trying, however, Metal Amy decided to shift one of her arms upward to place one hand on the back of her head, seemingly embracing her in the process. Wasting no time, Metal Amy loosened her grip and drove her knee deep into the drowning mobian's belly, keeping it dug deep as the robot watching a thick trail of bubbles flow freely from Amy's gaping mouth.
Holding Amy by her shoulders, Metal Amy waited a few moments longer to ensure the helpless girl was indeed drowning before flying to the surface using thrusters under her feet. Once the two broke free of the river, Metal Amy promptly dumped the hedgehog to the ground unceremoniously as she continued to fly higher into the air. Eventually the sinister robot changed course and flew down at the drowned girl laying flat on her back with limbs splayed around her.
"HURGGGHGHHH!" gargled Amy as two feet stomped heavily into her stomach, seemingly to crack the very ground under her body. The impact was intense enough to cause the hedgehog to vomit all the water she had ingested while submerged in a violent upheaval, leaving her a twitching mess afterwards.
Seeing an opportunity, Metal Amy stepped off the defeated pinkette before reaching down with both hands to grab the torso of her dress. In a single motion, the two hands moved away from each other and ripped the wet fabric apart with no effort. Amy's dress was backless, and so she wasn't keen on wearing a bra... Leaving her breasts totally free and exposed to Metal Amy.
Changing her grip to the two soft orbs, Metal Amy squeezed tightly before lifting Amy's upper body from the ground. The weight of her body tugging on her sensitive boobs, Amy groaned weakly with what little remained in her to react with... However, this was met with an electric surge.
Once more just as before, Amy's body was wracked with wave after wave of electric currents, forcing her body to twitch and jerk about entirely beyond her control. Noticing a warning in her systems, Metal Amy released the smoking body of her victim and ran an internal diagnostic... Finding she had indeed begun to overheat.
It was time to make her report. Stepping over Amy's body, making sure to step on the hedgehog's belly as she did so, Metal Amy marched off before taking flight to inform the Empire of her discovery. Eventually, the birds and squirrels returned, seeing Amy Rose lying motionless on the ground save for the whimpering, ragged breaths she managed to squeeze through her destroyed form.
She tried to get stronger with everything she had in her, but in the end...
It wasn't enough. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough.
