A/N All right, peeps, finally! I've been promising a couple friends I'd write this, and...well, here it is! ^-^ I hope you enjoy! WARNING: Extremely dark. This story is based on torture, agony, mystery, and horror. You may be left depressed when finished with reading. Some useful advice; don't read when you're really happy, and you might not get the "feel" of the story. So...ya ;P Please review!
A scream tore painfully from my throat as a deep scar was torn across my abdomen. Energon pulsed out immediately. I stared up pathetically at the one who caused me this pain. Its eyes were complete white as they stared back at me with sadistic glee. I was in its grasp. It's talon was stained with my energon. I couldn't even begin to describe the horrific form It had this time. And suddenly It just disappeared. Impact with the ground. I was faintly aware.
Once more. Silence. Darkness. Well, not complete darkness. The only light came from my optics, energon lines, and the spilled energon trickling out of my various wounds. But the dim light only cast dully on the black floor, walls and ceiling. I was trapped in a room with no doors or windows or anything.
I didn't bother to get up to even try finding a way out. I already knew it was hopeless. I'd tried. If It didn't want me to get out, I didn't.
Utter, complete stillness and quiet. All but the sound of energon oozing slowly off my armor, spilling onto the black floor. I knew I wouldn't die. It had his fun with me, but it'd be back for more.
I've been here for eons. I don't remember a time I was out of this place. I don't even remember my name. Blackness, silence, and agony were all familiar to me.
I'd learned patience a while ago. I knew not to fight It. I could never win.
I don't know who It really is. He never told me his, or her, name. So I just call it, It. It's always in a different form, each one more dangerous, disgusting, and terrifying than the last.
I'm looking forward to the day I die. But I knew that wasn't possible. It gets bored. It'd keep me, as a toy to play with and torture, to satisfy his evil lust for fear from others and yet another scream. It always finds a new way to inflict hurt. But it never lets me die. I have lost over 450 times my own weight in energon, yet my tank is always full.
It's torture. Mindless torture. I'm afraid I'll lose my sanity at one point. I may have lost it already. A sigh escaped me heavily. I'm always alone. No one but It to keep me company. I'd rather give myself up to the Pits as a sacrifice. Please…someone take me away from this!
I've tried suicide. But my cannons don't work. They're completely disabled. So I just cut.
When I go to sleep and wake up, all my wounds are gone. That's never anything to cheer about. It just wants to 'play' again, with a fresh new start. It defies all means. It can do anything it wants.
A/N ...Well...? Fragging REVIEW already!
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