The Plight of Amy Rose

    By Storybird

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    05 Sep, 2023

    Amy Rose, the pink-skinned girl with emerald green eyes, was trapped on the conveyor belt at the robot factory. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt Tails' grip tighten around her.

    "Okay scrap metal," Tails jeered, a cruel glint in his eyes. Amy gasped, struggling against his hold. She could feel the heat from the furnace growing ever closer.

    “Are you ready for me, babe?” Tails asked, his voice dripping with mockery. Amy nodded, not trusting herself to speak as she felt the fear coursing through her veins.

    Tails chuckled at her response, his fox-like tails twitching with anticipation. “You’re not a piece of scrap metal are you?” He asked, staring at her. Amy shook her head vigorously in response.

    "Ha! I knew you were scrap metal all along. Now hold still," Tails commanded. Amy’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt the conveyor belt move beneath her.

    Amy Rose was a terrible twister of emotions. Panic, terror and anger coursed through her veins. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

    Tails just smiled wickedly, his eyes glowing with glee. It was a joyful and sinister smile that sent shivers down Amy’s spine. "You'll see," he replied, his voice cold.

    Amy's heart pounded in her chest as Tails let out a wicked chuckle. "HEHEHE," he said, causing Amy to fall on the conveyor belt, her legs giving out beneath her.

    As soon as Amy Rose fell, the conveyor belt started moving again, pushing her towards the furnace. The heat was unbearable, making her skin tingle in an uncomfortable way.

    Amy could feel the heat growing with each inch closer to the furnace she went. She scrambled to get up, but her hands slipped on the hot metal of the conveyor belt.

    “Hahaha!” Tails laughed loudly, his laughter echoing through the factory, as Amy was moving inexorably towards the furnace. Tails was relishing in her fear, his smiles growing wider.

    Panic surged within Amy as she approached the furnace. The searing heat was now lapping at her skin, making her sweat profusely. This was not the game she had signed up for.

    With a desperate push, Amy managed to get up, but it was too late. She fell into the furnace. The shock on her face was replaced by a wave of despair and pain.

    Tails, not missing a beat, shut the door of the furnace, trapping Amy inside. His laugh echoed around the factory, filling the air with a chilling sense of dread.

    "Hmph! I want to know if you taste like burning meat. Oh well, I guess we'll just have to find out, won't we? Tee hee hee!" Tails teased, his voice oozing with sadistic joy.

    The heat was unbearable. She could feel her skin start to sizzle, her fear spikes into overdrive. She had to get out of here. She had to survive.

    And so, she began to fight. Amy pushed against the furnace door, her hands searing with pain. As she struggled, she didn't notice a figure holding a control panel watching her.

    It was Sonic, a familiar figure with blue spikes and green eyes filled with worry. He had followed Tails to the factory, hoping to stop him from doing something stupid.

    Sonic's heart pounded in his chest as he watched Amy suffer. He knew he had to act fast. Time was running out and every second counted.

    Sonic rushed to the control panel, his hands slipping over the controls. With a deep breath, he slammed the emergency stop button. The machinery inside the factory grinded to a halt.

    Tails, caught off guard by the sudden halt, whipped his head around. His eyes widened as he caught sight of Sonic standing by the controls, a determined look on his face.

    Sonic raced towards the furnace, his heart pounding. He could see Amy's silhouette through the glass window. She was so close, yet so far. He had to get her out.

    With a mighty kick, Sonic managed to open the furnace door. Hot air rushed out, causing him to wince. But there she was, Amy, looking at him with relief in her eyes.

    Amy Rose stumbled out of the furnace, her skin reddened from the heat. She fell into Sonic's arms, too weak to stand. Sonic held her tightly, relief washing over him.

    Sonic glared at Tails, his eyes filled with anger. "This was a terrible thing to do, Tails!" he shouted, clutching Amy tighter. Tails looked away, unable to meet his gaze.

    Sonic looked down at Amy, feeling her trembling in his arms. She was visibly shaken. He could feel the heat radiating off her, making him grimace. He had saved her, just in the nick of time.

    Tails, realizing the gravity of his actions, retreated. He didn't want to face Sonic or Amy, not after what he had done. He had let curiosity get the best of him, and it had cost him dearly.

    As Tails disappeared into the darkness of the factory, Sonic turned his attention back to Amy. She was still trembling, her eyes filled with fear. But she was safe now, that much he knew.

    Sonic gently carried Amy out of the factory, his mind racing. They had been through a lot, but they had made it out. Despite the darkness, hope flickered like a tiny flame in Sonic's heart.

    In the end, Sonic had saved Amy from Tails' terrible prank. It had been a harrowing experience, but they had faced and overcome it together. For now, they were safe, and that was all that mattered.