Author's Notes:

Something I thought would be interesting. While the next chapter is being made, I figured I'd give you a little something after so long. I know it's been nearly four months but trust me we're working on it.

Anyway, this is a "what if" scenario, stating what would have happened it Gale didn't get Metal to come out of his Apocalypse form.

Also, keeping that weird text thing out of this one.

Enjoy

Gale lay on his hands and knees, his breathing heavy and his body in shambles. Circuits stuck out all over his damaged body as he struggled to keep himself together long enough for his healing to kick in. He gathered the strength to look up at his foe, a person he had once considered a friend, almost like a brother. Metal stared down at him in his Apocalypse Form, a look of boredom on his face while he shook his head.

"Hmph, I've never seen a more pathetic display." Metal spoke disinterested as he kicked Gale away, causing his fallen enemy to tumble across the dirt before coming to a stop. Reality around them was almost completely shattered, the fields surrounding them lit with blood red fire. No light was left, only destruction.

"W-Why?" Gale asked shakily. "You know...what's g-going to happen...why are you s-still doing this?"

Metal rolled his eyes and flashed over to him, picking him up by the throat and holding him in the air. "You know, I'm asking myself the same question. But here are two better questions..." Metal pulled him closer and stared him dead in the eye. "...who's going to stop me, and what do I have left to lose?"

Gale was about to go into a big speech about what he had left...but he couldn't. In that moment, Metal had already lost everything abd everyone. None of his loves would want him after what he's done, his friends will be terrified of him, he'd be targeted by the other displaced in the family and his world was already in ruins, he had even lost himself. Metal literally had nothing left to lose. And no one else in the family had the power to defeat him in this state. There was no happy end to this.

"Go on...say it." Metal insisted as his glare hardened.

Gale sighed and fell limp, no longer struggling. "No one...and nothing..."

"Ding ding, we have a winner." Metal grabbed Gales head in his other claw and began to squeeze. "I'll just get this over with so you don't have to watch everyone else die." Before Gale could say anything his head was crushed almost instantly. Metal threw down the corpse and threw a ball of energy at it, completely disintegrating it.

Now, he turned to his next target. Lisa. Who lay unconscious under a burning tree, her body covered in cuts and bruises. He stood over her, contemplating on whether or not to kill her or keep her with him. He didn't want to be alone, but there was no one else that he could trust or persuade them to join him. He knew that he could broke out her more evil self, but he didn't want that. He wanted her, but she'd never want him after what he did.

He knelt down and placed a hand on her forehead. "I'm sorry..." He spoke normally for a moment before sinking his claws into her, killing her in her sleep. The blood that stained his claws hardened and formed permenant red marks on the claw as a reminder of what he had done.

He took the emeralds, Lisa's and Samantha's bodies with him as he left that reality. Once in the void, he held his hand out to his universe and unleashed his magic into it, causing it to break down and disappear.

He found an uninhabited universe and buried the two girls before leaving and setting out towards the next world. "Now...who do I kill first?"