Stealth.
She walks among the shadows,
Her body dressed in onyx.
She watches her target,
A smirk splayed on her lips.
She backs against the wall,
Focusing on her main objective.
A panther stalks her quietly,
Sending out a warning sign.
She spots her stalker,
Running into the safety of darkness,
Only to find the navy blue body blocking her only way out.
Stealth. Part 2
She opens her mouth to scream,
But her new captor silences her wails.
Her old objective closes in on her,
His silver body gleaming in the moonlight.
Her captor makes her face the silver warrior,
His weapon held over her heart.
She begins to cry,
Knowing her weakness has been shown.
Her fear of death.
He cackles at her,
The man behind her lowing his weapon slowly.
"You will be useful to us.
Soundwave, take her away."
Stealth. Part 3
She sits against the cold metal wall,
All of her hope now a useless memory.
She stares at the bars,
Illuminating her dungeon with an eerie pink glow.
She's seen this before,
But never had she been caught by her target.
"I've failed"
She whispers to herself.
The silver warrior watches from afar,
His scarlet red eyes gleaming.