Chapter 55
"WHAT THE FRIGGIN HELL!"
Jo blinked when Shark actually took a step back from the seething red head. She had a feeling that things were about to get ugly, and fast. Shark was actually backing off, and that was a big, bright, cheery red flag of warning. Never mind the way Gears was literally shaking in her rage.
Everyone seemed to shrink back, even Optimus Prime, like she was about to explode. Gears tensed up like she was about to unload on their asses right then and there, but at the last possible minute, she deflated. Jo's heart clenched when she saw the woman almost fold into herself. Gears turned and walked away.
Silence fell over them as they watched her go, looking defeated. It was until she was around the corner and out of ear shot that Shark said, "I've only known her for a few weeks now...I've never seen her walk away."
"Gears doesn't walk away," Jolt said, voice soft and strained with exhaustion. Ratchet had ordered him to stay in the med bay, but the young medic just couldn't stay there. He couldn't rest without Demona somewhere nearby. His spark was with her. And although the real Demona was so weak and so distant she felt like a memory, he kept trying to reach her. He never stopped fighting his way through the strained bond.
Sundance didn't either.
"She's giving up."
They all looked down at Shark, who was looking off down the hall with a dark understanding in her eyes. Shark continued, "she can't keep her family together no matter how hard she tries."
Pale eyes lifted up to the autobots, "Your fucking war has ripped us all apart. It's destroying strong families and killing good people. When the hell is it supposed to end?"
No answer met her.
Slowly, Sundance unwrapped herself from her mech creator's shoulders and carefully climbed down. Jo watched her. Little Sundance had been awake since her parents had roused, and not once had Jo seen her bounce around or glide any where. It was like an entirely new child, one that was frightened and withdrawn.
Sundance walked past the two girls and went after her mimi.
Gears leaned against the wall when every ounce of her strength just seeped out of her. Her legs stopped working, and she slowly slid down until she was sitting. The tears came to her poor eyes, causing the edges of her ugly scarring to glisten.
She pushed a hand through her red hair tiredly.
A shadow fell over her a few minutes later, but she didn't bother to look up and see who it was. A red, pointed snout eased between her body and the wall. Sundance wrapped herself all around Gears like a living red shield, resting her head in the woman's lap. Then she unfolded her wings and draped them over her body to block out the light and the cold.
Gears leaned into her granddaughter, wrapping her arms around the thick plates of rose red, and held on.
Sorry for another short chapter. Next one will be better, I promise.
Um, I added some new Sundance art to me DA. If you wanna check it out, go to my profile page and hit the link.
Hope you enjoy.
Demona and her family, Shark, and the story belongs to me. Transformers does not.
