HELLO EVERYBODY! New Writer here (XD) with an awesome story to share.
For the record I don't own anything like the show Transformers: Prime, or their characters, only MY OCS and MY STORYLINE.
This is my first story so be gentle. It might seem OC - centric but, be patient you'll see all your favorite characters soon.
Thank You ;)
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The screaming didn't die down after ten - minutes. Two figures in the shadows was watching, and one of them was getting impatient.
"Come on already! Don't just stand there- Finish the job" said the strict and immature guy who looked like he was getting bored.
When his companion didn't move from her spot, he made a huge smile as a thought popped up.
"OOOOOOOkay, if you just leave that poor guy there - dying slowly from his injury - then he is really going to suffer. Is that what you want?" asked the shadow who was obviously trying to get his companion moving.
"Look" he started, sounding serious when it obviously did not work, "it's not like this is your first time doing this, you've been doing this for 6 YEARS! Just DO IT WOMAN! Screeched out the whining shadow.
The girl turned to stare at her boss, to which he respond with a meekly "Please?"
"Fine" the girl finally responded as she knelt down by the soldier, who was simply waiting for his inevitably end.
"M - E - C - H … Mech? Who are they? They're not regular military forces" questioned the girl, who was still hesitating as she looked over her victim.
"I know, my best informant, customer, and subordinate told me about them. Interesting souls for my collection and the best part is NOBODY will miss them since they always cause trouble. It's on the house, but we still get something with their souls if, they truly are worthy" answered the annoying shadow.
"Necro, shut up, I'm trying to concentrate here" snapped the girl as she knelt forward and unsheathing her thin sword blade close to the throat of the already dying man.
"I'm sorry" she slowly whispered as she was getting ready.
The man just simply closed his eyes as a response.
- SLLLLLIIIITT -
There was blood all over her hands. She went out of her way to make sure the man's corpse looked respectful as she wiped the blood away from the man's neck - it was the least she could do.
"Are you done yet?" questioned Necro as he was getting impatient again.
"Yeah" sighed the girl as she was finishing up.
" Auhhuhhh" sighed Necro, "Always being so considerate for the dead, that's why I gave you the name: Mercy. You are always so KIND to your victims; always making sure they don't see death coming, then giving them a quick one, and finally making them look presentable as if they're asleep" Necro stated loudly.
"Yeah, whatever" replied Mercy in a small voice.
Then she quickly added "I'm sick of this, how much more until I've done my quota for tonight."
"Awwwwwww - for some reason you're being so snippy and distracted. I mean you are REALLY snippy and distracted; you would never intentionally miss and make your victim suffer like that. Oh, that's right, today's the anniversary isn't it. The night you agreed to join me" smiled Necro as if remembering a funny joke.
The girl just hunched over the body, and placed her hand over the corpse's heart. Then a beautiful, flashing sphere emerge into her hands from him. Then she quickly tossed it at her boss- but then faked it.
Her boss flinched before he screamed "HEY, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING."
"Relax, I'm done now that I've retrieved your precious soul" taunted Mercy, who was definitely NOT in the mood.
"Listen Missy" snapped Necro, "You LITERALY owe me YOUR LIFE, now retrieve the rest of the souls for MY GATE, if you ever want to be free from your DEBT" snarled Necro who was gripping her upper arm so hard, she thought it was burning.
Mercy pulled back from Necro's grip, and shoved the soul into a containment unit passing it to him.
"IM SICK OF THIS, I feel like a FREAK'IN MONSTER every time I do this!" Yelled Mercy as she climbed up a tree to the highest branch to get away from him.
"Kids these days, they were so much easier to tame before. Teenagers" muttered Necro, who wanted to scold her even more, until something in his cloak vibrated.
"WHAT, what is it?" Necro screamed into his cell phone. Once he realized who it was, he became more composed and calm as he can be. He paused as he contently listened to the news he was getting from his phone.
"OHHHHHH…. Really? Do tell" Necro answered with another creepy smile.
Oh great, he's having one of those moments. Like we just hit a big score… NOT! I just wish I could… could…
Mercy's thoughts trailed off, when the burning feeling from her arm to her back finally went away. Indicating that she actually did her job. ANOTHER reminder of what she did.
Where are you now, bro? Are you thinking about me? On the day that I died? I miss you.
Mercy touched the silver pendant on her black choker. It was the only part of her outfit that wasn't black or dark. It was the only thing that reminded her that she was STLL human. Even though technically she's not.
She hugged her knees, and rested her forehead on them. To hide herself from the moon… and any other bad memories.
Somewhere in Jasper, Nevada
"Wow, it's already this late? I can't believe the moon is out. And full too."
"Are you talking to yourself?" asked a dark navy, jump suited woman on a blue motorcycle.
"No, just thinking out loud" answered Jack Darby as he turned to face his guardian. She noticed that he has a big bouquet of flowers. Nice ones, too.
Then Jack turned back to the moon and continued to stare at it, as he started to walk down the street from his house.
"You know, you do have a motorcycle to take you places, right?" teased Arcee as she slowly followed behind.
"First, I thought you would be at base- resting. Second, I don't want to wrinkle these flowers. They're special" answered Jack.
Arcee took a closer look at them. They were big, beautiful white flowers, and with the moon they had a blue shadow, making them glow.
"Wow, those look great. Hot date?" Arcee asked teasingly.
"No" Jack answered quietly, gripping the flowers even harder as he walked even further, like he's in a hurry.
"Well, what is it then" Arcee asked, getting impatient and confused with his awkward behavior tonight.
"These flowers are for my sister" Jack calmly explained as he came closer to a park nearby.
"YOU have a SISTER" Arcee shouted. She couldn't believe after this whole time; she didn't notice another female in his small family.
"Had. I HAD a sister. A younger twin to be exact" Jack stated bluntly as he finally reached the park.
Arcee suddenly fell silent as she processed what he meant by 'HAD.'
"She used to come here everyday, and climb on EVERYTHING, thinking she could fly. She would come here at night, since she loved staring at all the lights, whether it was the moon, the stars, or traffic lights" Jack rambled on with a sad smile on his face.
"I'm sorry for your lost" Arcee whispered, worried about his well - being.
"I lost her 6 years ago"
"What was her name?" Arcee asked
Jack took a brief moment and said, "Her name was …."
He never got to finish because, he got interrupted as Arcee got an urgent call from their favorite medic bot.
"Wait, can you just - but - ugh" sighed Arcee as she finally got off the comm. link.
"Trouble back home?" Jack asked with a smirk.
"Ratchet is always so tense when it comes to check ups, as if he doesn't know we WILL get hurt during these times" Arcee huffed.
"I think it's cute how he worries" answered Jack with another smirk, before getting serious and added "you're his family, closest thing he has to home."
They were both silent for a while. Like a really awkward silence.
"Jack, can we talk more about your family later, if that's okay with you" questioned Arcee who was in a hurry.
"Maybe, but you should really get going" he answered.
"See you tomorrow than"
With that Arcee sped off towards the direction of the base.
Jack was now all alone, like he usually was on the anniversary of his sister's death, and he walk towards the swings. The contraption that his sister would love to dangle from, scaring both her brother and mother to death.
He couldn't help but chuckle at that thought, as he placed the bouquet near the swings.
How are you in the afterlife, sis? Are you okay?
Jack looked up at the moon so guiltily, before he head back home.