Nevra's Scrapbook

by Nevra Black

This is where I post snippets. Lost chapters, plot bunnies, one shots. All who are all poor little orphan stories, who I am uncertain if they'll grow up into real stories or not. Let the plot bunnies begin their attack. This will not have a continuum, but I might play with some of them later.

1. Sea of Dark Glass

This is what I do when I'm bored. I write meaningless little ficlets, and they are usually too short to do anything with. But I like them! And I was watching the first Transformers movie, and they killed Prowl. I didn't like that, so I started this. There. Origin story/rant complete. I'll be over there. Enjoy.

Sea of Dark Glass

Pairing- Jazz X Prowl

Transformers: the movie

Rating- T

Genre- Supernatural/angst

(Prowl's POV)

I am dead.

How am I dead?

Why am I dead?

The world isn't right. Everything is fragmented, safety glass shattered into pieces, darkness and light playing with one another in my vision.

I can see everything. There's my home, my parents, my lover, my world. The images have no order. The show everything at once, past, present future, what might have been. As I drift, nothing makes sense. There is no logic.

How am I dead?

I am dead.

And the glass shatters as I see him.

Azure visor, black and white, a smile that hides the cares of his life. The beautiful face I'd never spoken the entire truth to.

Jazz, I ask the image, why am I dead?

But the only reply is the void.