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Cold.

That was the first thing I'd ever felt. I mean actually felt. I didn't even know what it was. I just knew that it was the most uncomfortable thing I'd ever experienced before.

And what's worse, is that I didn't know how to describe it. I didn't know the term for what I was feeling was "uncomfortable", or what was making me feel that way was "cold". Kind of hard for someone who'd been a robot up until now to actually know those words. Machinery only has sensors for that kind of thing, but we don't actually feel it.

Opening my eyes was the second weirdest experience ever. Before I would just shut on and off at will, my image sensors picking up my surrounding environment by letting the scene slowly fade from black to color.

No, this was instant. My eyelids felt heavy as lead (a metaphor I've heard recently, actually, but apparently it's been around for a while), and as soon as I opened them I regretted it. The fucking prick actually beamed the lights right in my face. They burned through my brand-new retinas and into my brain. My first real feeling of pain, although I'd learn later on this was nothing to what could really hurt. I screamed, more of a pitiful wail, shutting my eyelids tight against each other again.

"Go on then, unlock his arms, boy can't even block the light from his face!" a familar voice said to someone nearby. I knew exactly who it was - the man that had made me, the one I had betrayed because somehow...I'd gained a soul from the little girl he'd kidnapped.

Whatever he'd been talking to acknowledged his command and came over to me, having made a low humming noise as it approached. There was a metallic noise around my wrists, and then I realized I had been cuffed down to whatever I'd been layed across. Once freed I covered my face with that hand, before blinking my eyes and squinting to get them adjusted to the light, making out a blurry scene of mostly different grays, and that evil man standing out like a sore thumb in that stupid red jacket.

"Much better!" he said gleefully, clapping his gloved hands together. "My first set of the E-Series is beginning to wake up. How are you feeling, Gamma?" he asked, giving me a wide, cruel grin along with it.

"What did you do to me?!" I screamed at him, so surprised by the feeling in my voice I actually stopped whatever else I'd wanted to say. My eyes widened and I looked at my own hand - not a metal claw anymore, but a hand, a furry little hand. I didn't even believe it was my own at first. I looked over the rest of my body - I had a tail, and ears, fur everywhere.. I appeared to be a mountain lion of some sort. But this wasn't right at all...

The old man brushed off my harshness like he'd already gone through this routine before. "I simply gave you an upgrade!" he said rather cheerfully, thrusting one hand in the air. "I gave you all the senses, along with a more realistic body. I suppose I still have to call you an android, but before long my genius will make life itself!" He lowered his hand to his chin, going off into his own little world that glorified him entirely. "I found most of your parts after that battle with your brother and kept them just in case!" He grinned again, completely proud of himself.

I'd almost forgotten about that... The horrible fight that ended my and Beta's lives. Of course, I don't think he really cared, he'd still had the mindset of a robot, but it had hurt me...

"And what of him?" I asked, still awed by the fact that my voice had feeling in it rather than the usual monotone metallic version, but I felt I should know.

"Look around," he answered boredly, even adding a fake yawn for emphasis. But I did as he said, and realized that I was not alone with him and the rather downgraded drone that had uncuffed me - there were other creatures of various breeds on tables like me, cuffed down like me, but they were all still asleep. I didn't understand right away, but there was a black lizard on my right. I guess it was instinct, but for some reason I had no doubt that was Beta. Another quick glance around and my other brothers - or rather, brothers and sisters, since some of them had been aquired with a female form instead - were all still in their comatose stage. Looking at their naked bodies embarrassed me (though I didn't know what that was at first either), and I looked down, only to see that I was just as naked as they. I had a sense of embarrassment and felt somewhat ashamed, a feeling I assume was similar from those people in a story I heard somewhere, something about an "Adam" and an "Eve" realizing they were naked. I guess the old fart recognized this, because he motioned for that downgraded 'bot to unlock my legs and told it to fetch me my clothes.

"To what purpose is all this?" I asked with a low growl. I still very much hated the doctor, after I realized in my robot state what he was doing, and I knew full well that once my purpose was served I would be disposed of. I had no intention of helping him with any of his plans, I was just curious.

"All in good time, my little furred-up friend," he said with a waggle of his finger and another grin. "All in the grand scheme of my soon-to-be Eggmanland!"

I rolled my eyes. He had been on that one mission for YEARS, long before I was even a thought on blueprints. He was persistent, I'd give him that, but it was ridiculous that he absolutely REFUSED to let it go. I slid off the tilted table to the ground, using it to keep myself up. Not that I'd never stood before (although I liked to hover better, it was more convenient and faster) but this was the first time I actually felt my own weight being pulled to the ground. The little 'bot came back and handed me clothes, and with a confused glance toward Robotnik he explained in a bored tone how to put them on. He'd gone through this before already... Now I was curious as to who was his first victim to this hellish state I was in. Emotions and feelings and pains and everything coming on to me at once..well, if I was still a robot, I would've overloaded and crashed right there. Instead I went into sort of a numb state, I believe would describe it best. That's probably what kept my head from exploding.

"Now you're probably hungry and you probably have to use the little boys' room," he explained monotoniously, waving his hand in the air aimlessly. "Get him to the lavatory and get him some food," he told the little hunk of junk, and it started that low hum before rolling toward a door and stopping halfway for me to follow. "Once you've done all that we'll get straight to business, and then we can begin training." He said "training" with a more sadistic tone and an even worse looking expression; I hated that look, that tone, and wished to God he would be struck down by some freak accident.

Of course, no such luck for me.

When my brothers and sisters had finally become conscious and had the proper necessities taken care of, they were eager to commence training. They were still in their lifeless mindset, for the most part, just starting to grasp their individual personalities as I was. But they were still loyal to Robotnik. I didn't know how I would change their minds, try to make them see he wasn't worth their loyalty, but as soon as it was safe I would try. For now, I knew it would be best to play nice and ignorant and pretend I'd forgotten I was not his ally.

Playing the stupid-servant role for months while we were trained was incredibly hard, but I managed to pull it off. He wasn't suspicious of me, or if he was, he made no attempt to show it. I was so relieved when he finally told us we had a mission. Finally, I could get out of this place easy, and I wouldn't have to serve him anymore. I didn't know where I would go, what I would do. But fuck him. If he ever came for me, I would fight tooth and nail. He'd have to kill me again before I served his every command again.

"Listen, and listen well," the scientist instructed us, having my siblings and I gather around. "I have had Zap - that is, Metal Sonic's new android form - sent out to destroy Sonic, but he hasn't checked in with me. Delta and Epsilon, you will keep an eye on him and the other androids I have. Beta, Gamma - you two will carry on the same task of destroying that blue menace. I don't think Zap's gonna cut it this time, so I trust you two can do in quicker time what he has so far failed."

Outside, I had the calm, collected look of a brainwashed soldier ready to take on his assigned task. But in my mind, where by some miracle I was able to keep my sanity, I was worried. Beta was my partner, and being my closest sibling I hoped maybe I could at least get him to think for himself. But if he was just as stubborn as last time, we could end up in a fight much worse than our last...
AHAHAHAHA -shot-

Don't kill me plz. >: I don't know what exactly got me inspired to write, but I was thinking about how :icondoomflavoredlollipop:'s fanfic about changing the robots into androids, and uh... I wanted to do Gamma's POV if he became one. I believe she plans on writing the E-series later on, since she had a contest on drawing what they would be if that were the case way back when, so this probably doesn't fit much with her idea. BUT. It's a fanfic so I can do what I want. Damn it. ;^;
And Gamma is my favorite next to Omega. Because Gamma is awesome and shouldn't have died. ;A; -feels like a total fantard now even though she's not bothered with Sonic for a WHILE-

Ah, yes, um...not much else to say. I did this as a sort of practice on writing, but I don't feel much like I'm a good writer >: So um, if you want to give constructive criticism about it, I guess that's okay. I want to know if I did/didn't do good with expressing the characters, scenery, etc. But I think everything is spelled right. ;^;

Gamma and everyone (c) SEGA/Sonic Team

Android concept, Zap (c) :icondoomflavoredlollipop:
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krourou2's avatar
Great story, and it'd be fantastic if you decide to write more. If not, oh well.
And no, I actually kinda wish Gamma hadn't died, too. That was just a major punch in the face right there.
Sure, the birdie was reunited with its family, but GAMMA DIED, DAMMIT!