Here it is. The long awaited sequel to How Much More Abnormal Can My Life Get?
She couldn't remember much after collapsing onto the large clutter of crystals. But it's alright, she did not have to, knowing that those...demons would not hurt the Autobots, her cousins, and the family she had come to made in this universe. For now.
Who would've thought, she mused. That it would come down to this.
Pain.
Lethargy.
Both consumed her entire injured, attire-torn, and bloody body. Still, she was not afraid.
After all this time, why had she bothered? Why did she bother to work hard just to be praised by them? It was pointless...and all in vain.
Why had she wasted her time trying to gain more attention from them when she felt praise coming from her relatives? The Autobots?
Her lovers?
Tears started to form near her eyes as she felt her conscious slowly fading. The damn bastards from her world won't stop until they achieve their goal in becoming the most feared amongs the people of her kind. Even if she was gone, they would continue to hurt those she holds dear to her.
But even then, she was not afraid.
They may have succeeded in disposing her when her powers were no longer needed, but Gods don't go down easily. She'll make sure to it that they won't forget. Especially a certain couple of people.
From the corner of her eyes, she could see two sparklings looking above her from down below. Her children.
They were young, but they could understand what was going on. It wasn't right for them to see their carrier in such a state, not after the fight.
Why did she have to bring pain to those who cared for her?
"I'm sorry..." she whispered, before her eyes closed for the final time. The screams of her sparklings which were the last things she heard.
This is only a prologue of what's going to happen later in the story. There are other stories I want to focus on but I will update this story as much as I can.