Sonics pov

I looked up at my robotic clone with a cocky smile "well look who it is? My friend the bucket of bolts!"

He didn't reply. He just glared at me.

"wow someone doesn't have a sense of humour" I rolled my eyes. I turned to Sally "get the others out of here sal. I'll deal with my faker"

She nodded and lead the others out of there. I turned to him with a smile.

"Well looks like it's just you and me. Let's dance!"

I spindashed towards him. He did the same. We ended up headbutting each other.

"what can't think of anything original faker?" I grinned at him.

We started exchanging blows. Each blow was completely in sync. He really is my clone. He's been programmed to know my every move. I guess that just means that I'll have to do something he wouldn't expect!

I stopped and let him hit me in the face. I grabbed his fist and spindashed into him, cutting him in half.

"Well that was easy-"

"sonic!" I was cut off by a frantic looking wave "you have to help us. It's jet he won't wake up!"