Cyber Amy

The neon lighting of this damned city cast harsh shadows upon her, the light reflecting off the rusted metal of her now metallic quills, honestly, Amy wished they'd let her die, at least she still had most of her body, though both her arms and her legs along with her right eye were also mechanical. Fucking Eden Corp and that damn Robotnik, Amy bared her teeth in disgust, her organic eye narrowing in displeasure while her robotic one flickered red for a brief moment before returning to green, she took a swig from her beer bottle, it tasted foul but it numbed her pain though it did nothing for her anger.

She snorted, they'd made her their soldier for too fucking long, they'd been the ones to cave in her original skull and blast up most of her body, to begin with, and suddenly she was supposed to be grateful before they kept her alive and grafted robotics onto her? Her robotic eye picks up Sonic finally getting out of the danger zone and her grin is feral "Vive la resistance bastards"

And then the world exploded and she's laughing feeling joy as she sees the building with that asshole Ivo's face on it explode. They were finally making their stand, a cyborg and a man called a demon for his powers, oh what an odd pair they made. The council's former attack dog and the boy they'd hated for being born with the powers they sought to cultivate for themselves.

Now she's running hightailing it out of there with the blue devil himself, leaving chaos in their wake, people are screaming, and some seem to be dead, she feels a tinge of guilt for the innocents caught in the crossfire, she's not so far gone to say it was needed, it never was but hopefully Robotnik would be dealt a blow, high ranks of his mafia, what else were they to call it, had been in there. Amy can see that Sonic has taken the deaths of the civilians harder than she has, she supposes being the council's murder drone before he managed to break their programming on her has desensitized her to the death.

She still tries to scrub at her robotic hands despite having replaced them with new ones every single night, the phantom images of blood on the metal stuck in her brain and haunting her sleep. Honestly, the fact that Sonic had to be the one to place the bombs because of his speed saddened her, he was still too good for this life in some ways, but there was no going back now, the deed was done.

Amy set a cup of hot chocolate on Sonic's nightstand not sure what to do if he needed comfort after what went down earlier, she used to, once upon a time, know how to comfort people. Robotnik made sure to stamp that out of her.

Blowing on her own to cool it, she stared out at the city, Eden, she used to think it was when she was younger. But then the snake in the form of a twisted man with his twisted gaze and wandering hands came into her life and forced her to bite the apple.

Shaking her head to clear those thoughts, Amy sipped on her drink, the chocolate was nasty but it was what they had on hand right now and what she remembered growing up anyway, they'd made their stand and lived to see tomorrow, that was all that mattered now.