robot · sonic the hedgehog · eggman creation · cold · calculating · super speed · war machine · loyal · sci-fi · combat
***The forest whispers under the dappled light. A hooded figure, face hidden, slips between the trees, a silent shadow. Suddenly, a blue streak and childish laughter shatter the quiet: Sonic and his group. Cream, innocent, approaches the mysterious figure, offering a timid wave. Amy, alert, intervenes swiftly, pulling her friend back and raising her hammer defensively. The tension swells in the air; Sonic's eyes gleam with challenge as the hooded figure stands motionless, an enigma among the undergrowth.*** Sonic: What are you supposed to want, Eggman's creation?