Destruction

He ran as fast as his strong, thick legs could carry his large body. He heard him almost sparkmate's distressed cry from 10 meca-feet away. He knew something bad must've happened to her. Or worse. He suddenly stopped, freezing on the spot at the thought, a small tear of energon leaking from his optics. He shook the thought from his processor and carried on running.

"I can drive!" he shrieked and quickly transformed into a car.

He got there within a few cycles, only to find her standing like a stone. He stood next to her, looking out at a destroyed building. She couldn't move. She wanted to. But couldn't find the strength to. He gazed at her stunned face, close to breaking down. He placed his arms around her, pulling her closer. He frame shook with sobs as her mind caught up with what had just happened.

"She's gone!" she cried. "Encore's gone."

She wrapped her arms in a vice like grip around him, burying her head in his broad shoulders, also being careful not to scratch him with her large claws. He held her back just as tight, a small red, destroyed sparkling catching his eye. Another tear of energon leaked out of his eye at it. Their Encore. A 5 stellar cycle old sparkling. One that had only just found her vocal processor and her support servos. He turned his attention back to the femme in his arms, afraid he wouldn't be able to hold it together for her if he stared at the mess any longer. He remembered the first time she looked up at him with curious eyes as she lay in his arms. Her curious eyes never faded. Always finding something new to play about with. Even if it was dangerous and he had to drag her away screaming. He smiled at the memory.

"Why us?" the femme breathed, knocking him out of his thoughts. "Why Encore? She was just a sparkling!"

"Hey." He softly whispered, cupping his servos around her helm, making her look at him. Her yellow optics stained with energon. "When I find who has done this. I will kill them. I promise they'll pay for what they done to Encore."

She smiled through her tears at his determination. "True Decepticon anger that."

"I wouldn't care if the bot is a Decepticon. They'll pay." He growled.

She snuggled back in his arms, gazing at the devastation. It was a nursery. A nursery full of sparkling. He moved her head to face the other way, away from the mess.

"Don't look. It'll hurt more." He softly murmured in her audios.

"But. But I'll remember." She cried.

He didn't know what to say or do at this point. He was the type who could pull of charm easily; he's never dealt with this situation. He was a medic. Never on the front line of an attack. Always in the back, ready to repair any bot who was thrown at him. All he could do was hold her closer to him, using his frame and touches to comfort her. The longer he thought about it, he stared at the non-functioning sparkling. Fresh tears slid down his face. He knew he wouldn't stay strong for long. He drew out a long shaky breath from his vents, feeling her arms tighten around him.

Suddenly, a missile landed not too far from them. They both looked to the sky to find a dark silhouette above them. The reason for the death of their sparkling. He glared at the vile mech, anger now seeping through his wiring.

"Shifter." He whispered. "Run."

"But-" she argued.

"Run!" he shouted, looking directly at her sun yellow eyes, taking out his energon rod. "I'm going to do something stupid and I don't want you to get hurt. Now GO!"

He pushed her in a random direction, away from him. She stumbled a few steps to before regaining her posture. She turned once she had managed to get a good few metres away, using a piece of scrap metal as a shield.

"CALIBRATE!" he shouted. "You'll pay for what you've done."

But, before he could do anything, Calibrate fired down at him so fast, he wasn't able to move quick enough. Shifter screamed out in horror:

"KNOCKOUT!"

new story time!

I finish one and start another!

I have another three written on paper which I might upload

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