I looked at myself in the mirror for the first time in over half a year.

My optics had gone wide with insanity and turned a dull and sickening shade of grey.

Rust and dirt had coalesced into a thin sheet of dust that hugged my frame.

"Weelll….just what to expect from madnessssssssss…."

I couldn't remember what had caused me to sink so low…..all I knew was I was content.

I strolled over to the wall and resumed my morbid writings of things to come,for I had seen enough to know what would come.

I scrawled out in Cybertronian,

'Once the cycle has been broken,a time of peace shall arise.

But this shall be shattered by the Dark One's arrival.

A threat to even the Chaos-Bringer himself.'

"Annnother prophecy for another dayyyyyyyy…"

I walked to the makeshift stone chair,sat down, and got myself another drink.

"Yoooouuu,High- Grade,are my only friendddddddddd."

So much… High-Grade…..

Once again, I was locked in the room that humans call a mind.

My own, scattered thoughts floated around before me.

I thought of my brother and I,when our father had taken us off the ship for the first time.

That image appeared in front of me,my frame looking healthy again,my optics their former shade of red.

"Well,your looking well."

I whirled around to see one of my High-Grade caused demons,looking like an exact copy of my brother.

"Whhhhat do you want,Fissionnnnnn? Haaaavvvveeen't you seen me enough troubleeeeeee?"

"Not yet."

"RRRREEEEAAALLY?!"

I snarled.

Not like a,pleasured,snarl, but a sound of pure animalistic rage.

With my fingers outstretched, I jumped through him.

He dissolved into a cloud of mist and reformed on the other side of the room while I hit the floor.

"You don't understand . You can't get rid of me. All you can do is listen.

"Llllleeeeaaave!"

I screamed so loud the room shook,and my slumber was interrupted.

"Ffffiiiinnnaaally….."

I realized I had coolant in my optics and quickly wiped it away.

(Begins to play The Tragic Truth by Five Finger Death Punch)

I'm drowning in the bottom of a bottle.
Running from a mech I swore I'd never be.
No one ever has to face tomorrow.
But I'm the one that has to face me.

It's the demons, I've created for myself.
The tragic truth.
It's hard for me to understand myself.
So it has to be, Hard as pit for you!
For you! You!

Are we born to be broken, sinners, and thieves.
Someone tell the heavens, I'm ready to escape! You!
This is not what I wanted, not what I need.
Take it all, tear it all, rip it all away!

I can't say Unicron made me do it.
I chose to be the one I am, the way I am today.
I wish there was but there's no way around it.
In the end I made the choice and will not die ashamed.

It's the voices, screaming in my helm.
The tragic truth.
It's hard for me to understand myself.
So it has to be hard as pit for you!
You! You!

Are we born to be broken, sinners, and thieves.
Someone tell the heavens, I'm ready to escape! You!
This is not what I wanted, not what I need.
Take it all, tear it all, rip it all away!
Take it all, tear it all, take it all, Tear it all
away!

You!
Are we born to be broken, sinners, and thieves.
Someone tell the heavens, I'm ready to escape! You!
This is not what I wanted not what I need.
Take it all, tear it all, rip it all away!

Take it all, tear it all, rip it all, tear it all,
Someone tell the heavens,
To take it all, Tear it all away!

I fell to the ground, sobbing softly into the dirt.