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Warning (s) : Language, graphic scenes (later on), slash (don't like, don't read), and character death.
*** BRING TISSUES! THERE IS A CHARACTER DEATH! YOU WILL CRY! ***
Now... here is your new chapter of Unstoppable... ENJOY!
Loryn slowly stroked her beloved mustang's black coat as the horse was munching quietly on some of his snack. It had been nearly twelve hours since the battle and by now, Loryn and her mother were staying with the Holmes family. The brunette was still pretty sore about her fight with Sunstreaker but it didn't seem to stop her from going on with her life. The girl heard the creature in front of her whinny softly towards his master and gently pressed his nose against her shoulder.
"Yeah, I know you want to be home but right now, that's not gonna happen. Stupid Decepticons torched the house." Loryn muttered in a bitter tone. She remembered seeing her home engulfed in flames and watching all of her memories slip away from her sight. It was just horrific. Blaze let out another whinny, jerking his head upwards as the girl paused her brushing.
The brunette scowled. "Spoiled brat." The black mustang whinnied once more and stomped his hooves into the stall, pawing at the ground. Loryn shook her head and continued her grooming of her companion before stopping and leaning her forehead on the creature's shoulder.
"What am I going to do, Blaze? First, I lost my home. Then, after that amazing kiss with Sunny, I lose him. And with every attempt, the Autobots try to protect me but every time they're near me... they always get hurt. I mean, look at Sideswipe! He was stabbed by Nightshade and Firestorm had to watch it all happen!" The girl cried, her dark eyes flashing. "How could anyone deal with that?" The mustang let out a noise of comfort and nuzzled the teenager's cheek with his nose. Loryn's eyes filled with tears as she dropped the brush she was holding and clung onto her horse's shoulder, sobbing quietly.
"What you can do is tell me what the hell is going on..."
Loryn's head shot up and whirled around to see Claire standing in front of the stall. The blonde had her arms folded over her chest and was wearing a nice lace camisole with holey jeans and cowboy boots. Loryn wiped at her eyes as Claire narrowed her eyes towards the brunette.
"You wouldn't believe me if I do you." The college student genius murmured as she stepped out of the stall and sat next to the blonde.
Claire smirked. "I think I could handle it."
Loryn sighed. "Alright, but you asked for it."
And so, the brunette told her best friend the true story what happened to her that fateful night.
"I was out on a ride with Blaze, when we stumbled across this giant-droid death match. Some of these things were already dead and the bad guys retreated, leaving their dead behind. The good guys however stayed behind until they finally left. I was in shock and thought that I was going crazy... so, I went down the ridge to one of the few dead corpses and examined it. I found these strange symbols on its armor and it sort of looked Japanese writing. But that wasn't the case. When I got back to the house, my mom didn't believe me and I left on Blaze during that storm. When we were out riding, a mountain lion crossed out path and Blaze reared back, throwing me off him and tossing me into the mud. I got up, told Blaze to run back and he did. By then, I was facing the mountain lion... alone... and during a storm. I thought to myself, what could go wrong? And it did... the mountain lion got scared and ran away as this really bright red Ferrari drove up. That's when it started talking."
"You mean the car?"
Loryn nodded. "Yup. The car started talking."
"Sweet. My kind of car." Claire grinned with a chuckle.
The brunette rolled her eyes and continued on with her story. "Anyways, I couldn't say anything to the car, so I froze up. Then, it flippin' transformed into a giant alien robot. It freakin' looked me into the eyes and said my name."
Claire gaped at her friend. "What did you do?"
"I sorta fainted."
"Smooth Loryn, just smooth."
The teen glared darkly towards the blonde and punched the girl hard on her shoulder, exciting a yelp of pain. Claire rubbed at her now bruised arm and frowned at the brunette.
"Why didn't ya tell me?"
Loryn sighed, lowering her head as her hair came over her eyes. She felt tears prick at the edge of her eyelids but she refused to let them fall. The brunette sighed and quickly wiped at her eyes, glancing to see her best friend's reaction. "Because I knew that you would overreact!"
"Friends don't keep secrets from friends!" Claire cried out.
Loryn stood up from her seat and felt her blood boil in her veins. "And friends would at least try to understand why they kept that secret!"
Claire took the challenge and stood up, facing the shorter girl with a glare on her face. "There's an entire list of things that could have gone wrong!" She barked towards the brunette.
But it looked like the girl wasn't planning on backing down. "Claire, I was just trying to protect you. I didn't want my best friend to be dragged into my mess!"
The blonde grew silent.
Loryn sighed and placed a hand on her friend's shoulder. "I'm sorry that I brought this on you, but you asked for an explanation."
Claire nodded. "True... I did."
Loryn smiled and dropped her hand from the blonde's shoulder. "Now you're catching on."
"Always did. Okay, so now what?"
"Listen, I heard that there is a rodeo tonight in Ranchester, do you think that you would be up for some fun?"
Claire paused the tapping of her foot and laughed out loud, throwing her head back with a smile. "Oh totally! Does this mean that you're riding?"
Loryn shrugged her shoulders while standing up to check on her horse. "Well, I guess." The girl stated, placing a hand on Blaze's nose. "I think my boy wants to pummel some other cocky horses. Don't you, Blaze?" She finished while stroking the mustang's nose. Blaze let out a whinny before pawing at the ground again, showing off his happiness and joy for the idea.
Claire grinned. "Well, looks like he wants in."
Loryn nodded. "Yeah. You got that right. I'll ask my mom and see if she would be willing to call a friend of hers to check on any openings for barrel racing."
The blonde smiled to the brunette with a sigh. "I hope you get a spot."
Loryn turned back towards her best friend and smiled back. "Thanks Claire. It means a lot to me." The blonde shrugged before standing up from her own seat and wrapping her arms around the brunette.
" Always here for ya." She whispered.
The girl nodded and hugged the blonde back. "Aren't you always?" The brunette teased.
Claire pulled the brunette out of the hug and smirked down at the shorter girl. "And don't forget that."
Loryn snorted. The girl linked arms with the blonde as they started to walk out of the stables. "Believe me, I won't. Especially when you're around."
The blonde held back a snort. "Exactly. I'm glad someone notices that fact..."
"Does this mean that I get to use my power to hit Garret?"
The former cheerleader pondered about the thought and shrugged. "Hmmm... maybe later."
Loryn let out a bark-laugh and shook her head. "Alright. So, think you would be willing to help me out with my hair and clothes for tonight?"
Claire paused her stride before snatching onto the brunette's arm and dragging her out of the stables. "Oh, you know it!"
Sunstreaker had his optics shuttered closed and was breathing softly as the sound of footsteps followed in from next to him. He didn't bother shuttering his optics. The mech heard a sigh next to him before hearing his brother's voice ring in audio receptors.
"So, what do you think of her?"
The yellow 'Vette shrugged. "She's alright."
"Oh, don't give me that slag, bro." Sideswipe scoffed. The yellow front-liner shuttered his optics and turned his head towards the silver mech who was giving him daggers.
"What? You asked!"
"Not what I meant."
A moment of silence passed between the twins before Sunstreaker let out a long sigh and glanced sideways towards the silver mech. "What did you mean?"
Sideswipe grew silent. He folded his arms over his massive chest and tilted his head back. The silver mech felt his spark clench, remembering what had happened only a day earlier... "You know about how I feel about Storm, do you feel the same way about Loryn?"
Sunstreaker's optics narrowed. "No." He stated with a growl. "Not anymore at least."
"What happened?"
"None of your business."
Sideswipe snorted. "I'm your twin, Sunshine. Just tell me, plus, I know every embarrassing thing about you which I am not afraid to use as my advantage for everything you've done to me."
"Touché." Sunstreaker spoke with a slight frown.
"Why can't you just tell me?" The silver mech pressed, turning his head towards the yellow 'Vette. Sunstreaker sighed and tapped his fingers on his knee.
"It was something that happened. That's it."
Sideswipe quirked an optic ridge. "Something? You mean that kiss? Because I already know about that... I even think Loryn's mother knows about it."
The yellow mech smacked his twin on the shoulder and glared. "No not that!" Sideswipe quickly searched through his own memory banks and found out what his brother was so upset about.
"You went against my orders, Loryn. You could've gotten yourself killed tonight!"
The girl whirled her head around and laughed sarcastically. "Woah, woah, woah! Orders? Oh, so now you're giving me orders? Who do the hell you think you are?"
"Loryn - "
The brunette shook her head and growled. "No. You listen to me." The blonde holoform opened his mouth to say something but the brunette was quicker.
"Let me tell you something, Sunstreaker." Loryn spat, stabbing her finger into the blonde's chest. "One: I am NOT a soldier. Two: I did not ask to be thrown into this war, okay? And three: I did this for you. And where am I suppose to live now, huh? Last time I checked, my house is still gone! All of my memories of my dad were in that house and you took them away from me! Do you have any idea how much those photos, videos tapes, and stories meant to me? So, if you think that you have the right to give me any sort of orders, then you are sadly mistaken!"
"I was only trying to protect you!" The blonde holoform replied. Loryn scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah. Guess I was mistaken."
Sideswipe sighed. "You mean the argument..."
"You weren't suppose to know." The yellow mech replied.
"Well that was stupid." The silver 'Vette retorted. Sunstreaker turned towards his twin and glared darkly, sending millions of daggers at the smaller one.
Sideswipe saw the glare and shook his head with a scoff. "Oh, don't give me that look! You know that you hurt her feelings!"
"I told her to stay so she wouldn't get hurt! But she just wanted to be hero and try to save the day! That's our job!"
The silver mech simply stood up from his spot and began to walk away. He soon turned back to the yellow mech and narrowed his optics. "You're so stupid."
And with that said, Sideswipe walked away, leaving his twin to think about what had happened.
"This isn't about me." Firestorm barked the Decepticon femme in front of him. Nightshade chuckled and continued to examine her claws. The mech let out a growl as the femme simply shook her head.
"You're too noble, Stormy." She spoke with a grin.
Firestorm snorted while folding his arms over his chest. "And proud of it. Can't say the same for you backstabbing Cons."
Nightshade let out a fake gasp. "You insult my judgment."
"Good."
Go get her Storm.
The femme's face fell as she sighed and leaned closer to her twin. "Fine. First things first... the information. Tell me, dear brother, what is big daddy afraid of most?"
Firestorm thought about his answer for a moment, his mind sneaking to think about his father's smiling face when the war was simply invisible. He could remember before the war of being in his father's arms as a sparkling as his mother was curled up into her mate's chest. For once, Firestorm felt safe.
Well, not so much now.
"He feels the need to stay and fight even though the odds are against him. He's afraid to turn his back on his enemies and refuses to run away."
Nightshade nodded. "Do you think he's afraid of losing you? Losing mother?" She questioned as the red and black mech took a spot on a rock in front of her.
Why the slag is she so curious?
Firestorm lowered his gaze, taking his optics off Nightshade. "He's not afraid of losing me...But losing mother would break him."
The purple and black Decepticon femme smirked, seeing her brother's actions. Something was up. She continued on with her questioning. "Interesting. And so, what the SIC... Prowl? What breaks him?"
Firestorm lifted his head slightly with a quirked optic ridge. What was she playing at? "The memory of Jazz."
Nightshade nodded and threw her head back with a laugh. "I remember now... My master killed that wretch. Quiet enjoyable."
The red and black Autobot quickly stood up to his feet, his lips curling into a snarl. He glared darkly at the femme who appeared to be enjoying toying with him. "He was a good mech, you bitch. Don't slander his name anymore. I already know that Prowl has Megatron on his 'hit list' anyway." Firestorm snapped with a growl.
Nightshade's ruby optics narrowed. "Remember brother, I can easily offline your lover within seconds if need be. So don't test me."
Firestorm settled back down onto the rock and sighed. Easy with the temper, Storm. "What else do you want to know?"
Nightshade shrugged and stood up from her own rock. "Nothing at the moment. I think that's all I really needed to know."
The red and black mech motioned his head towards the femme. "Just do your part."
Nightshade gave her twin a simple nod. "And the same to you." She turned to leave but paused her stride. The femme slowly turned back to the Autobot. "Oh, Stormy, I forgot to ask you something..."
Shit. She caught me. The purple and black femme caught sight of the silver mech in the shadows whose optics were now wide with fear. Sideswipe felt his breath hitch as Firestorm tensed at the femme's presence who was giving off a slight uneasy feel.
"What about your lover? What's he afraid of?"
Firestorm frowned while standing up. "Why are you asking?"
Nightshade chuckled. "Just wondering." With that said, she swiped out her cannon from a compartment space in her leg and fired a single shot at her twin's chest. Firestorm fell back from the impact of the shot, clutching at his new wound.
"STORM!"
A life for a life.
Sideswipe darted out from the shadows and fell to his lover's side, covering his hands with energon as the wound bled out. He pressed down onto the wound, hoping and praying that something would be able to stop it.
"I swear if you offline..." The silver mech muttered.
Firestorm coughed as more energon dribbled down his chin. "You'll what?" He spoke in a harsh whisper.
Sideswipe felt the tears weld up into his optics. He pressed down onto the bleeding wound of his lover's chest as Nightshade disappeared from sight. "I don't know.. I don't want to live without you." The silver mech sobbed. He felt tears spill over his optics and fall onto his lover's armor that was now covered in his own energon.
Firestorm slowly lifted his hand and placed it onto his lover's cheek. He turned the mech's head towards his to where their optics were locked. "Live for your brother. I'm just a simple mech."
The silver mech sniffed and laid his hand onto Firestorm's. "No.. no you're not just a simple mech."
Firestorm coughed again, his breathing slowly starting to become labored with each passing minute. "Care to explain that?"
Sideswipe felt his spark clench at the sound of his lover's voice. "You're my mech, Storm."
The red and black mech stared up at the silver mech before moving his hand to the back of the other's neck, stroking cables there. Firestorm thought about his next move before muttering, "Screw it" underneath his breath and pulling Sideswipe into a fierce kiss. Their lips molded just like as if they were kissing for the first time, holding onto each other tightly. Sideswipe was the one the break the kiss, panting heavily to see Firestorm's optics half-shuttered.
"Primus, I love you."
Sideswipe ignored his lover's voice while appling more pressure to the increasing wound on Firestorm's chest. He attempted to hold back his tears as they fell down his face. Firestorm's hand on Sideswipe's neck slowly slipped down and landed with a quiet Thud!
"You're not dying on me! Got it!"
Firestorm's optics shuttered shut as he softly whispered to the silver mech, "I love you."
Sideswipe let out a sob. "Storm?" No answer. "Storm!" Still no answer. The silver's mech energon ran cold as he slowly lifted his hands from Firestorm's unmoving form, shaking from shock. "No... No! NO NO! STORM! WAKE UP! PLEASE NO!" Sideswipe collapsed onto his lover's chest, gripping tightly on the armor and sobbing loudly. His cries of anguish could be heard for miles as he screamed out his lover's name. "NO! COME BACK! PLEASE! DAMNIT! NOO! YOU SELFISH SONOFBITCH! DON'T YOU LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! PLEASE! YOU PROMISED! YOU FUCKING PROMISED!"
The silver mech eventually gave up before sobbing out the words he had forgotten to say... "I love you too."
Prowl stared at his former lover's open glass case and shuttered his optics. Jazz was gone, why couldn't he just except that? The Escalade laid his hand on top of the visored-mech's chest where once his spark pulsed deep within his spark chamber and sighed.
"Why did you leave me Jazz?"
A few moments of silence passed as Prowl removed his hand from Jazz's body and made his way to leave... It was time to get back to work.
But then, something... well, more of someone stopped him.
"Hhmm, Prowler?"
A voice. The tactician's head shot up at the old nickname. He slowly turned his head to see a familiar blue visor with a matching grin staring at him. It couldn't be... how can it be possible? Ratchet confirmed his death. How?
Jazz was alive.
My debt is repaid.
A/N: And there you guys go... another chapter of Unstoppable. My word, that was so hard to write. It took me a while to find the right inspiration to write it. But in the end, you all got this.
PS: I am now starting school and may not be able to update as often as I like. But I will try to give you all at least two updates a month. So bare with me. Thanks for giving me the support! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!
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PSSS: This is the longest chapter of Unstoppable and filled with drama, death, and love.
