囚人
Prisoner
紙飛行機
Paper Planes
Based on the songs by Len Kagamine/ Rin Kagamine.
Please Enjoy. I am very sorry that I have not updated any of my stories. I promise that I will work on them sooner or later. I hope you like the character choices, it'll mix things up.
Rated T: For basically gore and sensitive ideas (To be safe because it's like the Holocaust) also note I used some actual lyrics from the songs or changed the lyrics a little bit.
Key:
Thoughts
Background: This is set in an imaginary time. For the pairing, I'm going to do Bumblebee and Glyph because I don't see much of that, even though they would be cute together! Cybertron has been a peaceful place until the Dictator of Kaon, (note: It is like a country so as other Cybertronian city-states) Megatron started the Kaoz Party and blamed the Primusian. (They believe only in the teachings of Primus, not including the Primes) for their economic struggle. So, he had set up Concentration Camps for them where he could incinerate them and get free labor. Bumblebee is one of the prisoners, while Glyph is the daughter of Sential Prime, a general who works at the camp. I hope I can capture your heart…
Let the Story begin….
囚人- Prisoner
Why am I being punished? What did we do wrong? Is my mother ok? Is she alive or…Bumblebee always pondered these questions whenhe worked in the camp. Though he made sure not to think about it to much in fear he started crying. You can never show any kind of weakness, or they will kill you! The sentence echo in his mind. They echoed in all of the workers' mind. They echoed in all of the prisoners' minds. Bumblebee one of the worse jobs there. He had to carry the offline bodies. Once the electric was cleared, he and two other mechs had to clean out the lifeless bodies out of the chamber, to make room for more lifeless bodies to be made. Worse. Job. Ever.
"FASTER YOU SLUGS!" Crack! Crack! Pain ran down Bumblebee's raw back. He could feel his energon run down his back. He quickens his pace.
Soon all the bodies were out and new ones were in. The killing process took 3 cycles. 3 precious cycles to rest. Bumblebee looked toward the barracks, outside of the electric fence, outside of the prison bars. Ah, to be free and run in the field! He would do anything to escape this Pit. Then, he didn't know if his optics was functioning or not, he saw a femme coming toward here.
She was kind of forest green, with some yellow here and there, same model has him. She had the prettiest sky blue eyes he'd ever seen. He did know if he should talk to the femme. Would I get in trouble? Then he heard the buzz letting everyone know the deed was done. Another 50 bots dead for having a different belief. Bumblebee just waved at the girl and ran to his job.
That night he made a deal with this bot named Swindle. 2 weeks of Bumblebee's Energon ration for a pencil and paper. He was to write to the femme. It was the only way. He wrote what he deeply felt about her. He wrote how pretty she looked that kind of sort, though, he wrote it carefully.
Next day, at about the same time, the girls came back, and while the guards were busy punishing other prisoners, Bumblebee through the plane as high and hard as he can. And sure enough it went over the electric fence, soaring high away from this Pit-hole. The femme watches the plane, smiles and races after the plane; see if she could catch it. Oh, able to get away from here one day… would be making a lie… Bumblebee smiled. Then the Buzz of Death rung and ran to his job, before the young femme could even wave back.
The next day was no different, unpiling the dead shells of what remained of close friends of some bots .Bumblebee got a harder job. Not only does he have to carry the bodies, but dig trenches out for them, then light them on fire.
But that day, while digging a trench with bloody hands from blisters, he saw the femme come back with something in her hand, and paper airplane. She threw it up in the air and it also soared into the sky over the barracks. Bumblebee, paused as it landed near him. When the guards had its back turn he quickly grabbed it, planning to read it later. He waved at the pretty femme who smiled back, then left.
This continued for months. Back and forth they wrote and sent paper planes to each other. Bumblebee kept every single one, hidden in his pillows, filled with happiness and love. But that was soon to be destroyed.
One day, the femme came walking up, with a paper plane, she looked kind of sad. Bumblebee just smiled and waved. She threw the plane and ran. That was the last time Bumblebee saw the beautiful femme. He quickly opened the note, while digging. It said she had to go away for a very long time. Bumblebee crumbled it up and threw it on the ground, started digging hard, working hard, crying hard. He had never in the world had cried like this before….
Her existence gave him the only reason to smile, even with any fate; seeing her without a name, he felt that he could live in a bright future. But, he go out looking for her, to bring her back. He has to stay in this Primus-forsaken place, chained up as a prisoner just because of his belief.
That night, he had all of his paper planes out, recharging 'in' them. Then the main General, Sentinel Prime and his bots turned on the lights. He pointed to Bumblebee. Bumblebee woke up finding bots pulling him out of his berth and Sentinel Prime in front of him. Then he had to watch Sentinel Prime tear up the planes. Tears ran down Bumblebee face that burned his cuts on his faceplate. Bumblebee wiggled loose of the guards and punched the huge Prime in his huge chin of his. The guards then quickly restrained Bumblebee.
Very irritated now, Sentinel Prime ordered, " send this piece of scrap metal to the furnace where it belongs." And with that the guards followed his commands. Some poor mech now will have his job and be burying his body. Finally it was Bumblebee's turn to 'become the work.' Locked up packed with other weak, sick mechs Bumblebee thought back on his life. I do not regret anything I have done. He thought only. Then his mind wondered to the femme. The femme who brought life worth living another day. If only he could see her just one more time. Just once.
Finally the doors closed and the machine started, generating electric that would soon be discharged into the room. Bumblebee's life quickly rushed past his mine. Happiness, family, pain, sorrow, and anger. His mind wondered back to the femme.
The electric began to enter the chamber. In this small enclosed chamber of darkness, Bumblebee screamed in pain, as the electric charged coursed in his body. Before he died, he wanted to know one thing. And one thing only. The femme's name….
