This a response for a LJ kinkmeme. I'm writing it with riendale_elf. I'm Sunny, she's OP and we take turns with other charcters.
Enjoy.
He hurt, he hurt so much, every bundle of sensors on his chassis exploding with pain. Away from his brother, alone and broken. The battle destroyed him, marred him and left him alone. He had to run, first time in...
...he couldn't remember....
The warning of impending stasis lock flashed on his HUD, his systems failing.
...he couldn't offline...
He rerouted the power and transformed into shell-form.
...he must be found, his brother... he hurt...
He disabled his movement and rerouted the power to call for help.
...his brother would know, he would search... so painful, so cold...
His logical systems were failing.
... pain, cold, dark, alone...
All energy rerouted to the spark chamber.
... pain, cold, dark, alone...
His sensors numbed.
... pain, dark, alone...
His sensors died.
...dark, alone...
His processor power flickered lightly.
...alone...
Only spark left.
...alone...
Barely flickering.
...alone...
Calling for its brother.
...alone.
***
Flash.
Energy.
Consciousness.
Dark and warm.
Urge to move, follow the source of energy.
Where?
Something called him, he needed to be somewhere.
Propeller went online.
He moved.
Dark.
Cold again.
Alone.
***
Energy.
Consciousness. More energy.
Warmth. Light. Sound. Voices
"Hold on Sunny."
Was it Sideswipe?
Pain.
It hurt, it hurt, it hurt.
"He's crashing!"
"Do something."
Darkness.
Not alone.
Safe.
TBC