Will Ben and Dusk get over their fight?
This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!
My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.
Silver Greyman (Silverstar Ivorra)- Arcee (Prime-verse)
Healer-Ratchet
Sideslash-Sideswipe
Dusk Greyman-None
Chapter 10
The Distance in your Eyes
Ben POV
"Dusk!" I yelled, "Dusk come back!"
Silence.
I stopped, I knew Dusk well enough to know that when she was upset, she'd head somewhere high to clear her head. It was either that, or she'd head to the gym to beat up some sandbags. Or hit some targets.
Dang, she was good with a bow.
I heard a soft rustling sound from the rafters.
Now, knowing her, she'd only make noise if she wanted to be found.
I looked up, instantly picking out a set of blue pinpoints in the darkness. I sighed.
"Look, Dusk," I said, "I know I should have told you, but I didn't think you'd believe me! Heck, I didn't believe it when I found out! How would you have handled the situation of we're not alone in this universe?"
The blue pinpoints turned a bit to the side. I sighed, I had embarrassed her, but she needed to know how I felt.
Suddenly, they blinked out.
"I think I have handled it very well, thank you very much," a soft voice hissed in my ear.
I turned to face my friend.
Her eyes were sadder than normal, their blue depths drawing me in and making me feel as if I were on fire. Inky blue flames of pain.
She rubbed her arms, "You weren't forced into this, you were gently brought in on the secret."
"But my parents were dragged into it," I said.
"And that's another thing!" she said, eyes narrowing, "Your mom's name is Williams, and yours is Castora, why?"
"Oh, that," I said, "Castora is my dad's name. My parents were on the same unit as Lennox and his team when they first met these guys. Mom was a surgeon and Dad was a lieutenant. My dad never made it back home to me…he died at Mission City helping the 'bots defend the All Spark."
"The All-what?" Dusk asked.
"Spark," I answered, "Imagine a metal gold cube that makes a ton of radiation and also makes new 'bots."
"Woooow," Dusk whistled, "that's kinda cool,"
"So what's your story?" I asked, "I mean, other than you being kidnapped…what kept you from bolting?"
"Mainly 'Sides," she said, "But there are some family ties here too…"
"And are you going to tell me?" I asked.
"Uh…" she hesitated, looking away, "You'll think I'm a freak."
"A freak?" I asked, "C'mon, Firebrand, you can tell me anything."
She sighed.
"Ok, here it goes," she took a deep breath, "I'mnotexactlyhumanI'mfromadistantworldinanalterna teuniversethatmirrorsthisoneandtheworldIcomefromis likethe'bots'anditturnsoutthatI'malsothenextinline tothethronetothatworld annnnnd I'mprettymuchtheonlythingtoendthewaronbothworlds. There, I said it."
"And I didn't catch one word of it," I said, "Well, except for 'there, I said it,'"
She gave an exasperated sigh.
"I'm. Not. Human," she growled, "Is that clear enough?"
I frowned, "What are you talking about?"
"I'm actually closer to them," she muttered, looking away, "They call what I am Halflings, because we're half human, half Cybreian."
"You mean, Cybertronian."
"That's the thing…" Dusk said, fidgeting, "I'm not even from this universe. The world I'm from, is the alternate of Cybertron. It's called Cybres in my world. Hatchet told me that I'm the one thing that could end the war on my planet, that's why my parents had to give me up. Because I would have been killed."
"That's why you're an orphan."
"Only here," she said, "My real parents are out there somewhere, maybe they're even watching me right now,"
Silver POV
I smiled down at my daughter through the Glass. My husband, Michael rubbed his hand between my wings.
"Of course we're watching over you, Sweetspark," I whispered.
"Now, and always," Michael whispered.
I watched as the two hugged, making up after their own fight.
"Aww," I cooed, "First love,"
"Great," Michael grumbled, "Where's the shotgun when you need it?"
A/N: Next, we'll see what happens if you tick Dusk off...
Title from Linkin Park's New Divide
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.
