Organic Metal Sonic Sick fic pt1

Dear Diary?  Do I have to say that every time?  It seems illogical and pointless.

  Sage has told me I don't have to, so then I won't….   

Sage is making it mandatory for me to keep a journal as part of my therapy.    

It feels wrong to start off where I am now, to truly process these thoughts I feel like I should start the story at the beginning.  No, not the beginning, telling my entire life story would be inefficient, but then where to start?  Perhaps … with my most recent fight with my loathesome copy.

It was in emerald hill, where he and his many friends were having a picnic.  It was sunny, and the temperature ranged from 72-86 degrees fahrenheit, or 22-30 degrees Celsius, with very little humidity, mild pollen, and no pollution.  

I was flying over them, Eggman had told me that he had received Intel that one of them may have had a chaos emerald on them at that moment.  He had sent several badniks to tire them out before I arrived, but when I did it was clear that they had hardly given the group a challenge, as they were consuming chili dogs and chaos cola, 20 feet away from a pile of trashed machines.  

The group consisted of  the main quadrant of Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Amy, as well as Cream cheese and Gemerl.   I was very outnumbered, and looking back on it I should've taken a strategic retreat until back up arrived.  But I was set on my goal of retrieving that emerald, and most of all, defeating the faker.  So I thought up a stratigy that would be best at defeating them all.  I would start off by separating the back ups, like Tails Cream and cheese, knocking them unconscious, they are both formidable opponents in their own right, but physically lack the strength to fight back if hand to hand combat was needed.  The other 5 would be hard to fight, but I thought of how anyway.  Amy was the lightest weight, and while it was dangerous, if I managed to carry her off or the far side of the island fast enough to catch her off guard before returning to the others, that would be good.  Knuckles and that traitor Gemrel were A tier threats, and wouldn't be so easily disposed of.  So instead of separating THEM, I decided it would be best to separate Sonic from the rest of the fight by using bait only he would care about.  Of course a taunt, if I stayed airborne long enough the others wouldn't be able to follow me as I blasted off.  I checked the likelihood of this plan succeeding, it was only 3% and there were several places the plan could fail.  I came up with several other plans but they all came up with success rates under 1% so this one would have to do.  Besides, scans showed that Sonic was the one with the emerald, so if I just managed to fight him 1 on 1 long enough to grab and go, it would result in a mission success even if I didn't return in one piece.  

With the plan in mind, I swept down into action.  With blisteringly high speeds I grabbed Tail's tails and Creams ears, preventing them from flying away.  I flew across the island directly into the central mountain and knocked them out cold.  I dropped them and headed back… only to be greeted by a punch of 600 newtons by… cheese the chao.  I had not taken into my calculations how strong that little creature is.  After plummeting for a few moments I managed to get back up and grab the chao in my claws.  

The momentary success was cut off by a voice as menacing as it was robotic “You. Hurt.  Cream”. What followed was a fist through my turbine, and a sudden increase on the way gravity pulled me down.  I slid off his arm and fell towards the ground with increasing momentum.  But before I hit the floor he flew down after me, grabbed me by the leg, smashed me against a palm tree, and then swung me, severing my leg from my torso.  I flew 6 yards away into yet another palm tree

As I tried to recover from the throbbing pain, a message flashed before my eyes. “CRITICAL DAMAGE, MISSION FAILED” I felt a burning anger in my chest (though it might've been the white hot pain if having my insides torn out) and dismissed the message.  I grabbed hold of the tree trunk and managed to stand up.  My initial plan was no longer possible now that I can't get Amy with any speed, but I was still online and I swore I could still win.  I pulled a bush and ripped off all the branches, then I lodged the stem into the jagged hunk of steel that used to be my thigh.  It was 2 inches too short and had no knee joint but I was able to walk, though limping.  I wouldn't be able to make it off the island like this, but I refused to give up.  I changed my objective from retrieving the emerald to causing as much damage as possible.  I heard my enemies running towards me to check out the commotion.

I felt my passion reignite as I saw my duplicate.  “Woah Mets!  Long time no see!  Though I'm not too proud of your entrance, next time, try greeting me with a handshake or “how do you do”  and NOT knocking out my little brother, and maybe I wouldn't have to do this!”. He charged up a spin dash.  Momentarily I tried to dodge but quickly realized I wouldn't be able to.  So I raised a claw to knock him away.  When he shot at me I did manage to scratch him good, but the force of the blow caused my wooden limb to snap, making me fall and unable to stand back up.  

Knuckles quickly went in and lifted me up, he chucked me into the air so Amy could give me a good smack with her hammer, hurling me into a boulder and dislodging my arm.  At this point I had to admit defeat and I turned my attack mode off.  Sonic seemed to notice.

“What a shame, you lasted just a few seconds.  And here I thought fighting you would be a bit more fun” I glared at him angrily.  I wanted to strangle him so badly, but I couldn't get up.  I stared.  I stared at the way his quills swayed with the wind, the way his eyes reflected the emerald greenery, the genuine yet cocky smile plastered on his face.  I HATE him!  He stood there, untouched besides a shallow scratch on his arm, while I was left incapacitated with intense pain both physical and mental firing through every wire in my body.  One day the tables will be turned, and I'll be laughing as he begs for mercy!  And I won't give him ANY!  

He has everything I ever wanted, just by nature.  Every last thing I worked for my entire life is something he never had to try even once for.  My next actions were illogical but I couldn't just sit there and take it.  I swung my arm at him, trying to reach him, though it was helpless.  He just started laughing.  The humiliation couldn't have gotten worse!!! Or so I thought until Gemerl grabbed my head and started bashing it into the rock.

“Woah Gemerl he's already down! Give it a rest!” Sonic told him.  But Gemerl didn't even consider his words as my face got bashed in.

“HE. HURT. CREAM” is all he said, as he continued to bash me against the stone.

Amy came to intervene, grabbing his shoulder. “Gemerl I know you're mad but you're going too far!”

“HE WENT TOO FAR WHEN HE ATTACKED CREAM” And with one final blow I was offline.

Perhaps if things were different, it wouldn't have led to me being in the situation I'm in now.  But it's too late.  I'm done writing for today, I'm exhausted and in pain, and it's so tiring and tedious to type with my eyes.  I planned on finishing the story right now but I'm not as strong as I used to be.  I need rest and will continue this tomorrow.  So… good bye?  I don't know how to end a journal entry