I never expected to have to break one of my streaks. I had to stop my postings on Thursdays for Aftershock because of stress building up on that day with school taking up twelve hours. So it's on Friday. Worry not, this will not effect SSU in any way.

Check out my Instagram (Vodid), there's art for Sunny Side Up!And I posted another story (my tenth one!) It's called Castle if Shards, check it out if you're interested!

I typed part of this listening to Beatrix Runs amd Orion, both by Elizaveta, good song! Back to Charlese's POV.

Chapter 37

I sat on the roof of NEST, legs crossed and elbows set on my knees. I stared out at the dark clouds, which were outlined by the setting sun. Well, I was looking but I wasn't seeing.

Deciding to ignore the soft footsteps behind me, I looked down, staring at the tarmac and grass that welcome my eyes. My solemn gaze found a squirrel standing on the wire fence of the base, munching on something.

A hand landed on my head, running over my head in a soothing manner. I felt my black and white strands catching on their fingers. A baritone voice enters the silence, "Charlese..."

I ignored Sides, and Sunny, who was most likely standing behind me while his silver twin kneeled. I could imagine Ravage lying next to me, growling at the touch. I felt something warm travel down my cheek, the hand moves away, "He's never coming back..." I frowned and brought my knees to my chest, "...Is he?"

It's been at least a day since the attack. I had watched as Barricade was almost killed, he's now in the brigs awaiting his fate, and Ravage... Then Soundwave and Laserbeak freaking out. I've never seen the Decepticon in so much pain, so much anger. Actually, I've never seen any Decepticon like that.

But after most of the 'Cons were taken care of, the remaining heavily damaged and a blue Autobot offlined, the Decepticons called a retreat. With that attack, they managed to steal half the energon rations.

But it scared me... How Soundwave quickly left his grace and smugness behind and became this... savage animal when Ravage was being harmed. Laserbeak had dropped down on the ground and squawked in pain. Was this why Soundwave was known as one of the most dangerous Decepticons?

When Soundwave had reached Ravage, his rage stopped and he stood there for the rest of the battle. It didn't seem to click with him that Ravage was...

My throat constricted, stop thinking about it.

Well now that you say that, I can't!

Try.

I closed my eyes, focusing on my breathing, 1, 2, 3, 4. 1, 2, 3, 4. 1, 2-

"-ar...? Char? Charlese!" Sides said, shaking my shoulders to gain my attention.

I snapped back into reality and looked into his blue eyes, anger swept through me as I was quickly reminded of what one the Autobots did to my friend.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

Oh forget it! This isn't helping!

Just let it try.

It already has and failed.

I shook my head to get rid of my mental argument, looking back at the now wispy clouds. The sky was now a mixture of orange, pink, purple and blue because of the setting sun. I could lose myself in the colors...

I sighed when I remember the twins were still here, "Can you just... leave me alone?"

I steadied myself as soon as I got off the roof, my feet found the ground in a rather harsh way. I continued walking around, avoiding soldiers and any other person coming my way. This went on for a good ten minutes before I found myself at the the main hangar. It was extremely beat up, the soldiers were preparing to repair it.

Autobots were sitting here and there, whether that be in their alt. modes or bipedal, it didn't matter. Will caught me and made his way over, pursing his lips and casually placing his hands in his pockets, "I know all the stuff that's been going on is driving you crazy," he began, but didn't seem to know how to continue. He took a deep breath and began on a different approach, "Look, kid. We're sending you back to your orphanage so you can go to boarding school."

What? I took a step back in shock, "But what about Bar-"

Will dragged a finger across his neck, "To be offlined."

My eyes widened, they're going to kill Barricade? I took a step forward, "You can't do that!"

He shrugged nonchalantly, "He's an ex-Con, we don't have much energon to support him anymore and he's deeming himself useless," Will's visage became serious, "It's better for him to be offline anyway, with all the things he's done."

"He's trying to redeem himself!" I shouted, gaining the attention of a few. Tears rose in my eyes and blind rage rose, "You can't kill my brother!"

Will grabbed my shoulders, he wasn't playing any games now, "He's not your brother."

I took a furious step back, and continued to until I met the frame of the door. I placed my hand on it, and pushed myself away, using that as a start to run. Run I did, for many minutes through the corridors as fast as I could go. Was this really how I solve my problems?

Bur everyone knows it's not like you can run away from pain.

I recalled that day, when I was shot. As if I was reliving it, pain shot up my left leg and I stumbled, falling to the ground. I groaned as the pain subsided to a dull throb. Ratchet did tell me to take it easy on my leg... Whelp, there goes his advice. I hissed as I tried to place weight on my left leg, which didn't turn out too good.

But I could care less, I'm not going to a boarding school. My face scrunched in pain as I scrambled onto my feet and continued running.

Once again, I fell when I finally made that life changing realization...

I'm a murderer. A criminal. No changing that. And I've discovered a classified military... Aliens. And I considered one a brother. And Ravage is gone, Barricade is to be executed, and I'm being sent to a boarding school.

Life really is hell, huh?

October 9, 2016, 11:19 am