A pink Hedgehog girl in a ballerina\u2019s outfit pirouetted by herself in her magic teacher\u2019s dance studio. She spun and spun and spun until she let her raised foot fall rather clumsily. She stumbled a bit as she tried to clear her dizziness. Once she could think and see clearly, she moved to a bench and panted before cracking open a bottle of water. She polished off half before she talked to herself. \u201cOkay, Amy, let\u2019s remember how many pirouettes are in that routine. Don\u2019t go above the limit.\u201d The hedgehog, Amy Rose, then finished off her water and took a deep breath. \u201cAll right, take a 10-minute break then it\u2019s back to practice.\u201d As Any rested, a blue-haired woman wearing a maid dress appeared in the mirror on her right. It wasn\u2019t a reflection as the woman was nowhere in the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMs. Rose,\u201d began the maid, Natalie Mayworth, \u201cMegatron is at the drive and is demanding to speak with you, asking for you by name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat?! Megatron?!\u201d asked Amy. \u201cWell, could you tell him I\u2019m a little busy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAdding your dance moves to your magic-casting movements?\u201d asked a raspy male voice. Amy yelped and fell off the bench, her bum hitting the floor hard. As she massaged her rear, Natalie came out of the mirror and drew a feather duster out like a sword before leveling it at the intruder, a male Hedgehog with red eyes, a suit, and a large cannon on his right arm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMegatron?!\u201d asked Amy as she remained on the floor. \u201cWhat are you doing here?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSeeking a sparring partner,\u201d explained the Decepticon Lord. \u201cYou\u2019re strong enough, so fight me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo! What?! Why?! NO!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s been over 6 months since Optimus and I were tricked into\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cConvinced to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTRICKED INTO allying with each other and I haven\u2019t had a decent chance to test my might! So, swap out the silk tutu for your usual dress, whip out your hammer, and fight me like your life depends on it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Tulle,\u201d said Natalie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026What?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAmy\u2019s tutu. It\u2019s made of tulle.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Isn\u2019t tulle made of silk?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA specific, stiff kind of silk,\u201d answered Amy. \u201cGetting back to the original topic, I\u2019m not fighting you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLike the Pit you\u2019re not! You have enough power in your bangs alone to scorch Mobius three times over and you\u2019re letting it go to waste!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMegatron, Natalie\u2019s wife, the owner of this mansion, is in the room above us and she JUST settled down for a nap!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf you\u2019re REALLY looking for a fight,\u201d supplied Natalie as she caught on to Amy\u2019s plan, \u201ckeep it up and SHE\u2019LL give you one!\u201d Megatron glanced upwards and considered his next move. He was looking for a sparring partner, not an angry witch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026This isn\u2019t over, Ms. Rose,\u201d he warned as his holo-form vanished.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOstendeo,\u201d chanted Natalie as she pointed her duster at a mirror. It then showed a gunmetal gray tank leaving Mayworth Manor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, that\u2019s what I thought,\u201d muttered Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A few days later, Amy and her teacher, Sira Mayworth, had just left the mall. \u201cI\u2019m telling you; I look horrible in pants!\u201d urged Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou also said you never tried them,\u201d replied Amy. \u201cSo, just try them out and see if\u2026\u201d Amy stopped as something flashed through her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI sense it too!\u201d Sira and Amy stepped back as an energy blast scorched the pavement in front of them. They looked up to see\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMegatron?!\u201d yelped Amy. It was his holo-form again and his cannon was smoking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShall we?\u201d asked Megatron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m running errands!\u201d snarled Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re running your mouth, you mean. How about you run your hands?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy hands are busy holding shopping bags!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd you\u2019re busy making up excuses! FIGHT ME!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMr. Megatron, we left something behind in the mall,\u201d interrupted Sira, annoyed at the Decepticon. \u201cIt\u2019s a little pink bag with Amy\u2019s name and it\u2019s most likely in the food court.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI thought something felt off,\u201d mused Amy. \u201cIf you run to the food court and get it, IN YOUR HOLO-FORM and without causing a panic, I\u2019ll fight you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cVery well!\u201d Megatron dashed into the mall as Amy and Sira looked around. They then joined hands and started chanting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLocus. Locus. Locus.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWAIT! WHICH FOOD COURT?! THERE\u2019S LIKE TWENTY\u2026!\u201d Megatron got his answer as they vanished. \u201c\u2026Clever girls!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A week later, Amy was at a telescope looking out of a large cave. Her eye was at an eyepiece for someone her size. \u201cWow!\u201d she breathed. \u201cNebulan telescopes are so cool! Thanks for letting me use it, Trema!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTis a pleasure,\u201d returned a giant, green woman as she looked through a larger eyepiece. \u201cYou should be honored, my witch-sister. Comet Tanakotha was once believed to only pass by Nebulos. To see the Light of the Gods itself is a rather\u2026wait, what\u2019s that light coming from below?\u201d A stream of purple light flew past the comet. \u201cWha\u2026!? Was someone trying to shoot our\u2026?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTake a glance downward,\u201d sighed Amy. \u201cI found the culprit.\u201d Trema moved the telescope down to see Megatron\u2019s holo-form climbing out of his vehicle mode\u2019s cockpit. He then held up a sign saying, \u201cFIGHT ME!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Should I\u2026?\u201d asked Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI got this. Resonus.\u201d Amy cupped her hands in a circle and shouted through it. \u201cNO!\u201d came the loud reply. Trema looked through the telescope and giggled at seeing Megatron\u2019s angry expression.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another week had passed, and Amy had a dream fulfilled. The Hedgehog she idolized, the famous Blue Blur himself, Sonic the Hedgehog\u2026had asked her out on a date! They were in a small outdoor caf\u00e9, having started on dessert, a couple\u2019s sundae. Amy felt like she was on Cloud Nine. \u201cOh, Sonic!\u201d she sighed. \u201cYou can\u2019t possibly imagine how long I\u2019ve waited for this moment.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI will admit, I was a little nervous about this,\u201d replied Sonic. \u201cI didn\u2019t know if we should go all out at first.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, starting small like this is per\u2026\u201d Amy\u2019s assurance was interrupted by everyone on street running and screaming in terror.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cRUN! IT\u2019S MEGATRON!\u201d wailed a female Cat. Amy face-palmed in annoyance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDon\u2019t worry, Amy!\u201d assured Sonic. \u201cI\u2019ll knock ol\u2019 Bucket Head into next week!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet me handle this,\u201d replied Amy. She stomped out into the street to see Megatron approach her in vehicle mode.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA nice, clean arena, wouldn\u2019t you say?\u201d asked Megatron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWHAT! IS! YOUR! DAMAGE!\u201d shouted Amy. Megatron transformed, then knelt down so he could better talk to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI HAVEN\u2019T TAKEN<\/em> ANY DAMAGE! THAT\u2019S THE ISSUE HERE!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGiven that you\u2019re proving what insanity is, I beg to differ! There\u2019s GOT to be someone else you can fight!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI TRIED!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Megatron\u2019s first attempt was his younger brother, Optimus. They were in the Autobots\u2019 new dojo and Optimus was performing a kata. \u201cNo,\u201d said Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, come on! Why not? We did it before Unicron came into the picture!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBecause I don\u2019t want to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat, you have something better to do?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNope.\u201d Optimus continued his kata.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026FRACK YOU! FIGHT ME!\u201d Optimus groaned at Megatron\u2019s childishness. He then got an idea. He punched a pot off the little altar, and it fell, breaking into many pieces. \u201cWha\u2026? Why did you\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMEGATRON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!\u201d wailed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWHO JUST BROKE MY BELOVED STORMFRONT\u2019S SECOND RULE OF TIDINESS?!\u201d shouted Optimus\u2019 sensei, Yoketron. Megatron did NOT want to attempt to explain himself to a Cyber-ninja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI will remember this when we beat Unicron!\u201d he promised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPlease do,\u201d invited Optimus as Megatron dashed out of the dojo and Optimus got some glue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Megatron\u2019s next try was at G.U.N. A white-furred bat, Rouge, chuckled as she saw Megatron\u2019s holo-form. \u201cWell, Megatron, honey,\u201d she purred, \u201cI\u2019m honored you thought of me. You know, if you impress me, maybe you and I could\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot you, you wannabe peacock!\u201d replied Megatron. \u201cThe edgie hedgie working on the bike!\u201d Said \u2018edgie hedgie\u2019 was Shadow. He paused his labors and gave Megatron his full attention.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHello, Megatron,\u201d he greeted. \u201cHow\u2019s the Empire?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFine. How\u2019s your chest?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJust fine, thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShadow, we never actually fought, have we?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot personally, no.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen I say you owe me some combat.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI owe a lot of people a lot of things. Most of them money, one an organ, one a whale.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYeah, Topaz\u2019 still asking about that,\u201d interjected Rouge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut I owe a monster like you NOTHING! You beat your troops for even the tiniest failures, take credit for THEIR victories, and when you\u2019re not doing that, you\u2019re picking fights with everyone because of your screaming ego! You remind me a lot of Black Doom, but at least he had the courtesy to stay dead. So, take your massive inferiority complex the hell out of here and maybe I\u2019ll fight you when you stop acting as childish as Optimus!\u201d Megatron stammered at the insult.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, and about that wannabe peacock thing,\u201d the end of Rouge\u2019s sentence was punctuated by a swift kick\u2026down below. \u2026Yes, Megatron\u2019s holo-form could feel that. He stumbled out of G.U.N. as quick as he could.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Amy managed to keep her laughter to herself about the results of Megatron\u2019s second attempt. \u201cAfter that, I tried Eggman,\u201d he continued, \u201cbut he and the Combaticons are on an \u2018intensive training retreat\u2019, probably at some poolside cabana. So all that\u2019s left was\u2026you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, what about the Chaot\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSoundwave knows where you live!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWHOA! Okay! Geez! \u2026Geez, I\u2019m\u2026I-I\u2019m sorry.\u201d Megatron grinned. He had\u2026 \u201cBut I\u2019m still not fighting you.\u201d Never mind, he didn\u2019t have her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOH, COME O\u2026SERIOUSLY?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI don\u2019t like fighting, Megatron! I only did it because I was in a do-or-die situation of YOUR creation. Frankly, at this point, I\u2019d be fighting you out of PITY!\u201d That comment\u2026cut into his Spark real deep. \u201cIs that really what the Lord of the Decepticons wants? A pity fight?\u201d Megatron said nothing. He just transformed and left via a bridge portal. \u201cYeah, that\u2019s what I thought.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Megatron was right about the cabana. It was at Egg Beach, Eggman\u2019s private beach. He and his creations, the Combaticons, were relaxing\u2026to a point. \u201cCome on, my sons,\u201d called Eggman as he looked over his shades. \u201cThis is not fidgeting time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDoctor,\u201d called Onslaught, \u201cI can\u2019t relax. What if, while we\u2019re lying on the beach, someone else out there is training and getting stronger than us? How do we know?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe truth, Onslaught,\u201d replied Eggman in an uncharacteristically fatherly tone, \u201cis that we can\u2019t know. But, I think you\u2019ll find that everyone, even the strongest warriors, need their shuteye. Besides, it\u2019s an effective method of bodily detox. In us fleshy-types, our blood flow decreases and is replaced with cerebrospinal fluids that flush out any waste around the brain, allowing the neurons to continually fire fast. There\u2019s a similar effect to Transformers while you recharge. Sleep actually helps you think more critically, so there\u2019s nothing wrong with taking it easy, despite Megatron\u2019s insistence.\u201d Onslaught was still a little uneasy but decided to try and snooze. Brawl just couldn\u2019t relax.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis ain\u2019t me!\u201d he groaned. \u201cI\u2019m taking a walk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOkay, be safe,\u201d called Eggman. Brawl went into the jungle and looked around. Somehow, looking at nature just wasn\u2019t calming him down. He had quite a bit on his mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cStupid Megatron! Stupid Unicron! Stupid Autobots! Why can\u2019t people just bow to their kings like good little sheep?!\u201d He was so focused on ranting that he didn\u2019t see where he was going. He tripped and fell flat on his face. \u201cERGH! STUPID NATURE!\u201d He pointed his gun at the object, thinking it was an offending root, only it was way too shiny to be one. Brawl\u2019s optics flickered as he examined it closely. It was definitely made of metal. He pulled it out to see that it was a sphere with four triangles surrounding it. \u201c\u2026This can\u2019t be Cybertronian, can it?\u201d muttered Brawl. 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