Chapter 1: This story is about...
Skywarp scrubbed at his already bloodshot eyes, looking down at his type writer with a painful sadness, he wasn't sure he could do this after everything they had conquered together. His heart constricted again, as the memories overwhelmed him, tears escaped his eyes again. He pushed himself away from the type writer and move towards the window, outside he could see the place that was once their home that became a prison. He squeezed his eyes shut; he had made a promise, to tell their story. He could remember everything about him, his long dark blue hair; his fiery red eyes; his soft pale skin; his seriousness; his love. He died, but not before pulling that promise from his lips; that promise he now loathed to keep.
Dragging his eyes away from the world that resolve around him, like that death had meant nothing to all but him; he turned back to the type writer. His fingers hovered over the keys, gently caressing them like it was his soft skin beneath him again. Closing his eyes, he brought back up his painful memories, bringing back the beginning when he first arrived in the city of love to write a novel that would bring laughter and tears to all, and inspire freedom, beauty and above all thing love. All the things he once stood for, and now meant nothing to him without his love besides him.
His head dropped back, arms slumping to his side once more. He remembered his friends that had dragged him to 'Seeker Palace' a pleasure house, where men go for all kinds of pleasure. Money could buy you your fantasies, but you can't buy the love he had. Swindle's, the owner of the establishment, favourite whore, was 'The Blue Moon' and you could see why the moment you saw him. His skin was so pale, and his hair was black heavily tinged with blue. He was beautiful, and Skywarp and fell for him as he was lowered to the floor. The moment they locked eyes, he knew he just had to be his. Drawing his way from the memories once more, he settled his fingers on the keys, ready now to keep the promise he had made.
This story is about love. At the Seeker Palace.
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Author note: Yes, this is the transformer's version of Moulin Rouge, i know this chapter is short but they will get longer, Promise!
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