I was kinda struggling with a story I am trying to write when this idea popped up from nowhere! It has been bugging me for ages and so I relented and wrote it. It is not a one-shot and will be a story. How long it shall be I am not sure.

It is a slash Fic

Mercy.

I have claimed that I am without. Many believe me. Gullible fools! I am not without mercy. Starscream is still alive is he not? And Prime- my great Nemesis- is also living. Many an opportunity had presented itself for his death to be carried out. I had ignored all for favour of continuing the war and ending it in a more... fitting way. I am, after all, loyal to the Prime deep down and a good death was only fitting for the great leader. It was not his fault that the war started; it had been those before him that were at fault.

Honour.

All gladiators had a code of honour and I followed it to the letter. "Show no weakness, show no fear to your enemy in the arena and show respect out of it" It states and I obey.

Fear.

I have always had fears. Always. The fear of fear itself was one of my greatest. It severed me well that particular fear. I scared myself into being reckless and fearless. But there was one fear I could never hold at bay or control and use to my advantage. Lucky for me I didn't have to experience it often.

Love.

I have been deemed totally incapable of love. And I would believe that belief if I had not experienced it myself. Sometimes it is because of my past that I keep Starscream around. He reminds me so much of him, my love, my once-to-be bondmate and I hate him for it. He had been a Seeker too, a beautiful mech. I loved him with all I had... all I have. I fight against the Autobots for him. They destroyed Vos, his city, his home. How much he loved that city. I had come to love it too simply because of him. He would fly between buildings and dance for me. The most any had ever done for me.

Faith

I have faith. Just not in Primus. I pray to one and only one. The one who had shaped my life.
He had shown me mercy. He had taught me honour. He created and abolished my fears. He helped me to love in a world of hate. I would give up everything for him. He was my sun and I revolved around him even as he changed for me. We had planned to stay together for the rest of our lives.

But fate had other plans...

Please I would love some feedback. Should I even bother continuing this? I know there is alot that lies unanswered but hey I figured that it would be more... interesting that way.