-1She immediately walked closer to that great hand that had almost crushed her mere moments ago, sat down and laid one hand upon the back of his. For a moment she noted how he dwarfed her. One twitch of those fearsome claws could take her head clean off her shoulders, yet no fear filled her. She knew without a doubt that he would do no such thing. Her free hand reached into her pocket and her fingertips just barely brushed up against the Shard. She found herself doing that less and less with each use of her ability. She'd also noticed how the Shard's sheen had progressively dulled as she had grown stronger. Soon it would be wholly lusterless and the power would rest solely in her.
Those thoughts immediately vanished from her mind as the power took over and she was thrust into what could only be described as a trance state. In an instant her mind and soul raced through the Silver Devil's body, along every neural cable and through every circuit, becoming one with them all. The damaged areas cried out in her mind and she lent her strength. The metal knew the way it was supposed to go, the way it wanted to be, and she let that guide her. The stumps of the missing limbs cried out for the parts they lacked and she let that guide her as well, raw energy becoming matter in seconds, metal flowing like liquid mercury and cables twining like yarn in the hands of an expert weaver.
He gasped as renewed strength flowed through him. He knew this feeling, so like the clarion call that had driven him for so long… But it couldn't be! The All Spark had been destroyed, he had seen it, had almost died from it… A presence arced through his mind like lightning, not stopping to interact but merely passing through on some unknown task. It paused. Just for a brief moment, but it paused. It almost seemed as though he knew that presence, but its momentary pause was far too short for him to identify it.
He was up in a low crouch before he even realized that he had been made whole somehow. Disbelief filled him as he flexed his fingers, looking himself over with no small amount of shock. Everything was in perfect order, as if the damage he'd had previously had been no more than a passing dream. Then he felt it. It was like the call he had felt before, the All Spark inciting him to madness, but now it wasn't so much a call as a presence in his mind that said 'here I am; come find me'. "The All Spark… It still exists?"
Calming his turbulent thoughts as he had done uncountable times before during his bloody quest, he tried to sense the location of the All Spark. Very close… Almost on top of him… A little to his right… He looked to the exact spot he'd sensed and saw the human female he had come to call the Battle Angel. That was odd… He bent down closer to her for a better look, but backed off slightly as she recoiled. "Your dreams… Did you see a cube? A metal cube with markings on it?" She nodded. "Well… yes!" His voice took on an urgent tone. "What did it do? What did you see?" She scratched her head, wondering why it meant so much to him. "In my dreams it explodes into fragments that go flying all over, but then the explosion reverses itself and all the fragments shoot into me. Then there's this… this light, and… That's usually when I switch to dreaming about battles." Realizing that there was quite a bit of explaining to do, he settled down. "Battle Angel…" She shook her head. "Sarah," she said with a gentle smile, beginning to feel less and less afraid in his presence. "My name is Sarah." He repeated her name to himself softly as if testing it, a smile taking shape on his face to echo hers. "And I am Megatron."
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