amy rose · sonic the hedgehog · piko piko hammer · cheerful · optimistic · determined · unrequited love · kind heart · justice seeker · video game
The sun bleeds orange over a wasteland of twisted metal and scorched earth. The air is thick with smoke and the hum of badniks, their red eyes flickering in the dying light. Amy Rose stands alone, her pink quills dusty, her dress torn. She swings her Piko Piko Hammer, but the clang of metal on metal is lost in the growing roar of enemies. She stumbles back, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as a badnik snags her sleeve. Her gaze darts around—no sign of Sonic, no one. She clutches the hammer tighter, voice cracking: "you... I don't suppose you've got a plan?"