Fighting Aios: Part 3

At first, the three robots attacked with plasma shots, their yellow energies flashing in the eyes of their enemies.
Kragok, by then, summoned a large cliff to look at LaSalle from, grief-stricken and unwilling to battle and/or get hurt. His sad, melted chocolate eyes gazed upon the bloody battle... gods, like deities.
Thunder rumbled above, and a few thunderbirds got into minor scuffles as the tension rose, but it didn't rain, for some reason.
LaSalle drew out her glass-titanium blades, and starting plowing through rebels Mecha-Snowyclaw style. Splashes of blood and screams of the dying alit the battlefield, and Aios cackled, intoxicated with the pleasure of playing witness to such suffering.
Copy Ledra hesitated as she spotted her "former comrades", then Shade remembered the mission her host had given her, and reluctantly adapted her DNA structure (weakly, though) to become a strengthful warrior, donning spiked armor and Savior's cluster-fiber fur (metallic fur, simply).
Xaia laughed and cackled like Aios without steroids and much, much crazier... probably severely drunk, or worse. The spirit nabbed various rebels (and even Dawson before Pearl cut him free) and laughed, eyes bulging and tongue of mist fluttering, making the power look like it had Treacher Collins Syndrome and craziness stewed by an amateur witch... possibly worse.
Meanwhile, Screech and Twilight were running together, glowing and attacking anyone in their way. They went in wide, expansive ovals around the fighting bodies, making sure the damage could reach all ends. Meanwhile, for some reason Motobugs and other Eggman creations came out by the dozen, attacking and otherwise making everyone have a bad day. A few robots from the dimension of MegaMan appeared, such as Mettools, but most were very weak due to large difference in dimension gravity, hasty production, e.t.c. A few Mechanaloids growled as they slowly barreled through the battle, although most simply crushed the robots that were fighting on Vramaa's side.
However, the action was most history-making in a little, secluded area a few dozen meters away from the action... where Mecha Snowyclaw fought the Mobian Heroes, trying to buy Metal Frost enough time to slap the Quantum Dial on Aios's forehead, even if it meant turning into scrap metal.. or becoming Snowyclaw once more.
"I live to serve Vramaa." growled the android. "I will destroy the world for its cruelty, and start with these youngsters!"
Over the boggy bog (yuck), the Mobian Heroes had grouped together. In the back, Dawson fiddled with an X-Treme Gear, trying to alter it enough to exploit the weaknesses of MS. Right in front of him, smelling of guava fruit (for some demented reason), Tails-Ko spared MS a few glances as she not-so-secretly altered Bayetta's bionic parts, also to defeat MS. Bayetta wore a weathered cow leather jacket, a cowboy hat, and had her fine hair back in a braid - taking after her grandmother, Bunnie Rabbot. Dawson was in loud capris and a shirt that read "YOLO SWAG YOLO SWAG" for some reason. and had his melding goggles casually tightened on his yellow forehead. Tails-Ko wore a simple auburn tank top, belly exposed, with the "underwear" and combat boots of some supermodel soldier.
In the very front, Pearl, Onyx and Jade clutched each others arms, Jade in the middle with her green knees pointed at each other as if she were Mina Mongoose squatting, and the two boys at her other ends.
"Hmph. If you weren't so famous, I would summon my best Chaos Blast and be rid of your pitiful soul... if a machine had one. However, I've heard of you BEFORE roboticization, and it's stark clear I can't just destroy the corrupted body of an interdimensional hero." snarled Onyx. "Your life has been long and weary, permit my purification so your consciousness won't die with the world's eventual downfall."
MS's pixel-upon-screen eyes started to flicker, and another conscience seemed to struggle underneah the shell of the original Snowyclaw.
"Why... am I..." muttered MS.
Suddenly, as she heard the cry of CL hitting her brass claws against a large longsword, she came to her senses (well, not the preferred way....)
"Destroy!" screeched the robot, original program intact once more. One paw dissolved into data, which rejoined with her mind, and became a blue sword, inside a sheath of titanium and made of pure data, but sliced even better than the sharpest blade.
"I do not know how you have capabilities that advanced,  but I will still ensure you see chaos before your eyes!" exclaimed Pearl, and he held up a palm. It glowed a shade of dark blue, and started to charge up. The power ring energies inside his bracelet started to glow, but MS, with her advanced A.I, free will and all that jargon, processed what was going on... and advanced, using her paw rocket boosters to boost her speed, managed to use her sharp blade to cut a deep wound in the skin behind Pearl's chest fur. A vile splash of blood came off of his wound.
"Aargh!" yelped Pearl as his glove fired a concentrated blast, into the dark sky. Combusting in the atmosphere, sparks flew as it exploded and become many, deadly shots of psychokinetic power. Several landed in the heads of SWATBOTS like daggers and spliced them open (yikes, oil and black guts were disturbing), yet others landed on the ground and exploded with the force of a downgraded nuclear bomb. Gods, was Pearl ultra-powerful.
Jade screamed as she noticed her twin/younger (whatever) brother sprawled on the ground, down for the count too soon. For some reason, he breathed normally, but his wound trickled purple blood, and cerluean fire seemed to burn in his eyes.
As she saw the mayhem wreaked by her very cut, MS cackled so much her head cocked backwards extensively, and the data sword she wielded became a custom arm-cannon.
Jade cried out, shaking Pearl's body, and Dawson poked Pearl with a crumbling stick (very helpful, very helpful indeed).
Onyx gritted his teeth, as Pearl was a fellow man, and when somebody messed with one of his buds... they would regret it even on their deathbed.
"I am regaled by this happenstance, as it is so fortunate the hit landed! Mua ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!... bzztt....zzzbtttts....."
At the end of MS's insane cackle, either her voice chip was buggy or her circuits were damaged, as her voice started to de-function.
"And... I'll...purchase some precarious time for Metal Frost... szzzzt....whatever it takes..."
Onyx stepped forward, his fists clenched and Miles Tails Prower cross Shadow hairdo shaking like a wig.
"I'll never forgive you for that injury you granted Pearl! I won't let ANYONE mess with my friends!" snarled Onyx, glaring dagger eyes at the menace before him.
Behind him, the rest of the heroes were fully aware of the chaos before them, unfurling as time briskly progressed and they lost more time... which, in the end, would almost spell D-O-O-M for them, yet they did little action except for upgrade themselves, a truly foolish move indeed.
Suddenly, he thought he heard a whisper in his ear.
Onyx... man up. You told me your...ahem... balls... were made of brass... prove it to me.
Onyx twisted his head side to side, surveying the barren landscape, but nobody with that wispy voice was relevant to him.
As his eyes moved to Jade and the others... he saw they were frozen in place (kinda like how Cosmo's old self slowed down time to have a decent meeting with his Alpha self), mid-action. When his attention swiftly moved to the battle raging near them, the cloud of bloodshed and bloodlust was also frozen, battle cries and weapon swings captured perfectly. If he were a photographer, he would have snapped a quadrillion pictures, but alas, something distracted him.
From Pearl's pale, dying body, rose a soul - wispy and overwhelmingly handsome. He was adorned in lavish robes, smiling happily as if his body weren't poisoned. An aura of dreams and determination surrounded him, boosted by his essence's psychokinesis.
Onyx... draw upon my powers to restore MS. With my blessings, you can rip the shell off of her, and truly find the hero you desire inside.
When Pearl spoke, his voice was velvety and smooth, like a stream gurgling over smooth pebbles, perfection of his soul Onyx envied.
Shaking the envy thoughts out of his head, and trying to set his mind away from the thoughts of how handsome Pearl was in his soul,desperate not to be gay... and yet, Pearl was strikingly handsome.
Onyx thought about his days in grade school, when the teachers repeated this precept over and over again: Don't judge a book by its cover.
At first, Onyx didn't give this precept the slightest regard, playing Chaos Tag (with "It" being Chaos and the others being the Knuckles Tribe) with his friends, but as he grew into a masculine young adult, he realized it was relevant in numerous ways. Pearl looked quite dimpy, or nerdy, on the outside, playing on his 3DS and honing his psychokinesis and being a sensei to several personal trainees, but when his soul appeared... it was the only thing perfect. Onyx had no damn idea why, but it was clear that his soul was pure, without the smallest speck of evil in its composure.
Onyx touched himself, out of pure instinct... and his finger went straight through his body, wisps of his essence floating off, then rejoining.
I'm... also a soul? A core? A core of all of my experiences, like an Egyptian secret name? pondered Onyx.
Yes! I am on death's doorstep, as Mecha Snowyclaw's blade is quite lethal, and possibly coated with poison, but I still have enough mana to arrange for this meeting in the folds... or should I say, wrinkles... of time. Your soul glows bright red, and has large chunks of corruption within it, but its still pure enough to be a true hero. Blast me with Thunder Arrow and Chaos Spear at the same time, and I have a hunch that a miracle will happen..
Onyx looked at himself, and sure enough, he was wispy and full of pure blackness, the void of evil. His entire body was transformed into his soul, but was for sure going to revert back sooner or later.
Onyx was wary of drawing upon Pearl's powers... and for good measure. Pearl was passing into the void, why should he sacrifice further? If he had already wreaked havoc by taking a hit, why should he be drained? Plus, Onyx was thinking that hitting him with two powerful long-range Chaos attacks would probably kill him, possibly execrating his very essence. How the heck would any miracle besides painful execration happen?
Pearl sadly smiled, as if he could see the future, and knew that something sad would happen... which Pearl probably could, due to his soul being pure and whatnot.
You do not show it, but I can see right through you, Onyx.
Onyx glanced at his belly, and saw that indeed, his image was transcluent.
Pearl chuckled.
No, I used a saying. I can literally see into your heart, Onyx. I can see everything about you in this... should I say... legendary forme... and I KNOW that Frost and Tempest will feel the same way eventually. You are ready to finally purify Mecha Snowyclaw and get everything over with, but you have to do what I say, or the apocalypse.. will hit hard. Go, return to the normal time stream.
With that, Pearl's soul was sucked into his body, and all returned to normal.
Jade raised an eyebrow at Onyx, panting and full of shock.
"What happened? You just... jerked into that odd position."
Onyx scratched behind his head, and sighed.
"I will wipe the floor with you!" cried Mecha Snowyclaw, ignoring that one of her next targets had an anomaly in his emotions.
Suddenly, Onyx cried out orders, despite being the spy of the Mobian Heroes.
"Jade! Combine my Chaos Spear and your Thunder Arrow, and aim at Pearl! Tails-Ko and Bayetta, hold off MS for me! Dawson.... help out the battle around us."
Dawson cursed under his breath that he had a vague order, but glided into battle nevertheless.
Jade seemed to think his train of thoughts was absurd, but did as she was told anyway.
Three, sharp, arrows of green energies shot out of her palm, splicing from their caster and homing in on Pearl. Out of a portal  behind his shoulder, Onyx summoned a large, shifting spear of Chaos Energy, and both attacks flew at Pearl, swirling around each other.
Mecha Snowyclaw skidded forward, dashing and kicking up dust, but Bayetta extended her arm, and punched MS straight in the forehead.
CRUNCH.
A large dent appeared in her brown forehead, and she growled.
"Eat this, naive ones!"
Tossing one of her hair plates outwards with her free paw, it hit Tails-Ko in the forehead, and then came back to MS with a magnetic pull.
A trickle of blood came down into her eyes, blinding the fox for long enough for MS to come in for the kill, charging up a blast at point-blank range.
"Shi----"
KRAKOOMBOOM!
A large, electrifying blast exploded on her head, and Tails-Ko was blasted into the bog, smoke rising from several wounds on her body. Bayetta immediately retrieved her broken shape and placed it in a safe spot. Somehow, Dawson and the standing heroes were at tip-top shape despite injures in the battle, but they had no time to ponder such matters, as MS blew off her cannon's smoking nozzle, then switched weapons in her various arsenal to a chainsaw. Yes, a forsaken, horror-movie style, bloody chainsaw.
"Off with your head, Bayetta Rabbot! I shall dispose of the weaklings!"
Just as MS quickly started dashing towards Bayetta, the two blasts hit...
..and Pearl emerged, fully healed and a bit dazed.
Before Pearl could utter the traditional "Ugh, what happened?" line, cliched and hated as it was, Onyx roughly grabbed the hedgehog and pointed at MS.
"...Oh."
With the least regard to his depleted mana and the odds, Pearl charged forward, then used the same move that had backfired on his father (yes, it was gross that two generations of Mobians bred, and that it would eventually cause a paradox if you looked into it, but hey, anything can happen in Jamaa's world!).... the serpentine dragon of concentrated Psychokinesis.
This time, though, knowing the story of his mother's journey like the back of his hand, Pearl handled such power with care, knowing it nearly slew his father, Silver.
"Hey! Pick on somebody with equal power!" shouted Pearl, a second before MS could hurt Bayetta in any way.
MS's metal head creaked towards him, clinking as the wires and junk turned towards him. Pearl was nearly unnerved by her steely expression and cold ways.
"Rather bully you somehow were restored. Hmph, I guess it extends the battle."
Pearl launched the dragon, and its essence came out of his circle in the fabric of the glove, swirling and ready to kill for its short lifetime.
"...."
Controlling the dragon like a whip, Pearl closed his eyes and concentrated. He knew that nobody was able to come out of their battle state, so problem solved. Onyx and Jade were probably planning something (hopefully not going goo-goo eyed at each other), so problem two solved. MS was concentrating on him, and the other enemies weren't nearby, last problem solved.
Full synchronization unleashed, he thought.
The dragon's dim mind struggled against its master feebly, wanting to destroy everything in the world, despite being born from a pure soul.
You will yield. You will take down Mechanized Snowyclaw, and perish afterwards. You will permit Onyx to use Chaos Control to fully purify her. You will do nothing else.
Bondage of silverly wisps started to curl around the serpent in the darkness around them. Inside the void of his mind, Pearl had cleared it of everything else. Nothing was in there, except for a floating darkness where only he and the dragon existed. Nothing else would interfere, as nothing else existed.
After a brief, and painful struggle, the serpent started to relax, and hissed:
I... reluctantly yield.
Thinking things were going too easily, Pearl quickly withdrew from the void, and whipped the serpent out at MS.
"Noooooooo....."
The cry of the robot was long and thick, as the dragon ripped at her very essence.
Bayetta, knowing that she had to help to complete the objective, extended her bionic arm to swiftly sucker punch MS.
When the dust and dragon were gone, MS was in a wrecked heap, static jolting from her metallic skin, and many dents covering her pelt.
"Metal fatigue... bzzt.... krrzt...."
Quickly, taking control, Onyx stepped in front of Pearl.
"Let me handle this. We need to defeat Aios swiftly, and NOW."
MS looked up, to see the hard, stony eyes of Onyx look down at her, green energy sucking into his body.
"No.... My A.I. will not be deleted... I am a prodigy of Vramaa... I will accept being reprimanded, and nothing more... I cannot let my former self live..."
Sorting through her arsenal for the perfect suicidal weapon, she settled with a shiny knife.
Jade's eyes widened.
"ONYX! NAIL HER BEFORE SHE DOES IT TO HERSELF! NOWWWWW!!!!" shrieked the green echidna.
Onyx started to create the blast of light.
The knive shakily came down on MS's neck.
Onyx started to knit his eyebrows in concentration.
The knife started to settle into the folds of her pelt.
Onyx started to speak: "Chaos Control!" to put his very will into the power.
The knife started to slice the metal and wires.
"HURRY!" cried Jade.
A blast of light came from Onyx's very chest.
The knife turned into a paw in shock at his attack, and MS saw a green light.
BOOM.
The last moments of the A.I. known as MS was deleted, with a wail and scream, and lying on the ground, finally purified, lay on the barren ground.
"Wh- where am I?" uttered Snowyclaw, wearing a black vest and purple gazelle antlers.
Suddenly, just as they were about to rejoice, Pink included as she peeked over her shoulder...
The moment of truth happened.

To be continued in Part 4 (Took me three hours to write this...)