Amity-Star: Whoa. *Looks at her reviews again.* Wow.
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Armada but I do own Krisztina who is actually I in disguise MWA HA!!! And yet another HA!!! Plus the girl called Skye is actually real and she is also an author on FF. Net.
~^*^~ Chapter 4: Elements ~^*^~
I felt like I was flying through air, the wind coursing through my hair. . . Until I woke up, landing on my head.
I felt strangely warm, metallic hands coil their way around my figure. I opened my eyes and saw myself in the reflection in Cyclonus' optics. They were looking at me with curiosity and looked like they were concentrating on something; no doubt not trying to crush me as his grip was loose and not very tense. It was a little too much shock for my body and I could feel that black void of unconsciousness at the edges of my eyes.
"Cyclonus! Sideways!!! Report!" crackled a loud voice that I could hear clearly from Cyclonus' audio receivers. If Cyclonus would have been able to squint, well, let's just say that his eyes would be permanently fixed to the inside of his skull.
The purple motorbike transformed and stood infront of Cyclonus; a good twenty feet above me, being in the palm of blender-butts hand. I couldn't help but snigger. Blender-butt, how cute.
"Sideways reporting, Lord Megatron, sir. We have the human. Preparing to warp back to base-" Sideways started but then stopped as Megatron's growled vocals came through, both cons shrinking back at the pitch and venom that their leader's voice commanded.
"You will not warp back to the moon base, our guest will not be able to live there. Bring the human to an area what the human's call 'Ayers Rock'. I have sent you the coordinates." Came the fear-less leaders voice as the intensifying blackness finally over-came me, the last things that I heard were the screaming of Demon as I felt my body get pulled apart, then re- assembled, no doubt warping somewhere that I couldn't be bothered remembering.
~*~
Skye looked worried. She got separated from her search party. The same search party that were out looking for her best-friend, Krisztina.
She sat on a log, her thoughts lost in a tsunami of emotions and shock, fear and helplessness being the dominant figures. A sudden crack of lightning and then the boom of thunder reached her ears and she was scared. For the first and most possibly the last time in her life she was well and truly afraid. She was afraid for herself, lost and afraid for her friend; afraid for her own well being; and afraid (the stupid, brainless part of her was screaming at her) for being a complete idiot and missing Transformers Armada.
Scowling, she stood up and turned on the flash-light and decided to start looking for her friend herself, ignoring the universal rule of 'if you are lost, stay in the one place and help will come and find you'. She was never the one to abide by the rules; she was the rule-breaker; the one that got into the most trouble all for the heck of it.
A light patter of rain fell onto her bare brow, the wind picking up into a gentle sway of the age-old gum-trees and making the blossoming wattle trees to scatter their seeds, their little babies safe for the time being in their in their cocooned shells of hardened wood.
Strange, she thought as she kept walking through the thick bush of the dense rainforest. Suddenly the smell of burning rubber hit her nostrils and she stopped, ears straining to pick up any sound.
"Awe man! I hate rainforests!" came a strange metallic voice, yet also being very familiar.
Her eyes lit up like candles on a birthday cake, her nails digging into her palms as if trying to determine if she were actually in a dream. "Could it be?" she asked in a daze as she headed in the direction of the voice.
The revving of an engine from behind her caught her attention and she spun around just in time to dodge the speeding weird light blue sports car. Diving into the under-bush of a termite infested tree, she looked on with saucer eyes as the sports car transformed into one of her least favourite Autobot characters.
"What happened here? Hot Shot? How did this happen?" said the giant form of Blurr as another transformer appeared from the opposite of the clearing.
This figure was huge, a trucks bumper bar on his chest, a silver face mask on his face. "What's happening men? Megatron already has both the mini-con and Wanderer. All we have to do now is look for the other Wanderer." Optimus Prime said as he turned in the direction of where Skye hid and walked over to her, but before he was about to step on her, he bent down suddenly and wrapped his hands around the girl that was too stunned to move, and lifted her up.
Finally finding her voice, she screamed out, scaring the mechs that were infront of her.
~*~
Why am I having this dream?! Why am I watching myself die over, and over again!!!???
I released a sob and collapsed in a heap as I watched myself slowly die. I was hovering above my body again, only, for some strange reason I was watching it through a TV set. The room that the TV was held in was dark and gloomy, a dark couch stood infront of the TV, the flicker from the TV illuminating the front of the couch in a sea of blues and ghostly whites.
I felt a hand touch my shoulder and a boy about my age looked down at me, a familiar smile crossed his face and I knew all at once that this boy was Megatron turned human.
Pulling me up onto my feet, he grasped my hands and led me out into a new room, this one having nothing but fluffy white clouds floating serenely across blue sky's.
I looked down and gasped, only no sound came out of my mouth. It was like someone had put everything on mute and the only thing that I could do was move and feel.
Below me was the earth, the tranquil peace of the blues and greens lulling me into a peaceful state. I felt the human Megatron grip my hand and he walked out into the air, floating lazily, slowly heading upwards. Looking up from the doorway that I still stayed in, I smiled and saw the large 'Pearly Gates' to Heaven. I now knew where I was to be.
I was going to be rid of these nightmares that have plagued my existence, finally fulfilling my sentence that was given to me by God. Finally stopping all the messed up memories dating back from God knows when.
Pulling up the skirt to my very flowing red dress, I took a shaky step out into the open air and then fell onto my stomach; the silent audience laughing and mocking me. Megatron floated by and help me float properly up towards the Gates.
But something happened before we got to the gates.
A sudden gush of strong wind pulled my hand out form Megatron's grip and I spiralled down, the silent screams from Megatron following me as I fell down and into the mouth of Hell. . .
~*~
I awoke screaming and I felt something strong and metallic restrain me. [Whoa!!! Take it easy! You just had a nightmare] I heard Demon say as I allowed him to lay me back down and place a damp cloth on my forehead.
Grimacing as I gingerly touched my sore and throbbing head, I wondered where I was. I would only minutes later get my answer.
"Okay, who had the guts to hit me with Skye's Titanium Bat of Doom?" I asked groggily as an evil metallic chuckle reverberated around the room.
Megatron's chuckle.
"Ah, I see the Wanderer has woken up. How do you feel?" he asked, stepping out of the shadows, the Star Sabre in his hands making the only source of light in the room.
"I feel like I've been dropped from the planet Mars and been run over a few million time by the Autobots, but other than that, I'm fine." I snapped as I mocked his temperament to some degree.
A surprised look crossed his face as he knelt down beside me and he looked at me curiously. "What is that around your neck?" he asked as I opened my eyes and picked up the weird necklace that I had always worn. It was an angel's wing made out of mother-of-pearl, beautiful colours of greens and whites flashing at me in the light of the Sword.
"This? Don't know. It was given to me when I went to Europe to visit one of my Grandmothers, I can't remember which one it is though, as you already know, I'm a Wanderer." I said as I put the necklace under my shirt, looking away from the serious face of Megatron.
"Tell me girl, what is your name?" he asked as Demon cursed to him, gratefully he was too busy telling the Sabre mini-cons to come apart to listen.
"Kris. My name is Kris." I say as I feel Demon push me back down onto the mini-con sized bed and place another cloth onto my forehead.
~*^*~
Amity-Star: Well, that was weird. Um, can any of you please tell me if there is a Dark Star Sabre cause there are like these official merchandise that have this object, but I've never seen it in the series, well the series that I have seen anyway. Can anyone help me?
Neeways,
*Blessed Be!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Armada but I do own Krisztina who is actually I in disguise MWA HA!!! And yet another HA!!! Plus the girl called Skye is actually real and she is also an author on FF. Net.
~^*^~ Chapter 4: Elements ~^*^~
I felt like I was flying through air, the wind coursing through my hair. . . Until I woke up, landing on my head.
I felt strangely warm, metallic hands coil their way around my figure. I opened my eyes and saw myself in the reflection in Cyclonus' optics. They were looking at me with curiosity and looked like they were concentrating on something; no doubt not trying to crush me as his grip was loose and not very tense. It was a little too much shock for my body and I could feel that black void of unconsciousness at the edges of my eyes.
"Cyclonus! Sideways!!! Report!" crackled a loud voice that I could hear clearly from Cyclonus' audio receivers. If Cyclonus would have been able to squint, well, let's just say that his eyes would be permanently fixed to the inside of his skull.
The purple motorbike transformed and stood infront of Cyclonus; a good twenty feet above me, being in the palm of blender-butts hand. I couldn't help but snigger. Blender-butt, how cute.
"Sideways reporting, Lord Megatron, sir. We have the human. Preparing to warp back to base-" Sideways started but then stopped as Megatron's growled vocals came through, both cons shrinking back at the pitch and venom that their leader's voice commanded.
"You will not warp back to the moon base, our guest will not be able to live there. Bring the human to an area what the human's call 'Ayers Rock'. I have sent you the coordinates." Came the fear-less leaders voice as the intensifying blackness finally over-came me, the last things that I heard were the screaming of Demon as I felt my body get pulled apart, then re- assembled, no doubt warping somewhere that I couldn't be bothered remembering.
~*~
Skye looked worried. She got separated from her search party. The same search party that were out looking for her best-friend, Krisztina.
She sat on a log, her thoughts lost in a tsunami of emotions and shock, fear and helplessness being the dominant figures. A sudden crack of lightning and then the boom of thunder reached her ears and she was scared. For the first and most possibly the last time in her life she was well and truly afraid. She was afraid for herself, lost and afraid for her friend; afraid for her own well being; and afraid (the stupid, brainless part of her was screaming at her) for being a complete idiot and missing Transformers Armada.
Scowling, she stood up and turned on the flash-light and decided to start looking for her friend herself, ignoring the universal rule of 'if you are lost, stay in the one place and help will come and find you'. She was never the one to abide by the rules; she was the rule-breaker; the one that got into the most trouble all for the heck of it.
A light patter of rain fell onto her bare brow, the wind picking up into a gentle sway of the age-old gum-trees and making the blossoming wattle trees to scatter their seeds, their little babies safe for the time being in their in their cocooned shells of hardened wood.
Strange, she thought as she kept walking through the thick bush of the dense rainforest. Suddenly the smell of burning rubber hit her nostrils and she stopped, ears straining to pick up any sound.
"Awe man! I hate rainforests!" came a strange metallic voice, yet also being very familiar.
Her eyes lit up like candles on a birthday cake, her nails digging into her palms as if trying to determine if she were actually in a dream. "Could it be?" she asked in a daze as she headed in the direction of the voice.
The revving of an engine from behind her caught her attention and she spun around just in time to dodge the speeding weird light blue sports car. Diving into the under-bush of a termite infested tree, she looked on with saucer eyes as the sports car transformed into one of her least favourite Autobot characters.
"What happened here? Hot Shot? How did this happen?" said the giant form of Blurr as another transformer appeared from the opposite of the clearing.
This figure was huge, a trucks bumper bar on his chest, a silver face mask on his face. "What's happening men? Megatron already has both the mini-con and Wanderer. All we have to do now is look for the other Wanderer." Optimus Prime said as he turned in the direction of where Skye hid and walked over to her, but before he was about to step on her, he bent down suddenly and wrapped his hands around the girl that was too stunned to move, and lifted her up.
Finally finding her voice, she screamed out, scaring the mechs that were infront of her.
~*~
Why am I having this dream?! Why am I watching myself die over, and over again!!!???
I released a sob and collapsed in a heap as I watched myself slowly die. I was hovering above my body again, only, for some strange reason I was watching it through a TV set. The room that the TV was held in was dark and gloomy, a dark couch stood infront of the TV, the flicker from the TV illuminating the front of the couch in a sea of blues and ghostly whites.
I felt a hand touch my shoulder and a boy about my age looked down at me, a familiar smile crossed his face and I knew all at once that this boy was Megatron turned human.
Pulling me up onto my feet, he grasped my hands and led me out into a new room, this one having nothing but fluffy white clouds floating serenely across blue sky's.
I looked down and gasped, only no sound came out of my mouth. It was like someone had put everything on mute and the only thing that I could do was move and feel.
Below me was the earth, the tranquil peace of the blues and greens lulling me into a peaceful state. I felt the human Megatron grip my hand and he walked out into the air, floating lazily, slowly heading upwards. Looking up from the doorway that I still stayed in, I smiled and saw the large 'Pearly Gates' to Heaven. I now knew where I was to be.
I was going to be rid of these nightmares that have plagued my existence, finally fulfilling my sentence that was given to me by God. Finally stopping all the messed up memories dating back from God knows when.
Pulling up the skirt to my very flowing red dress, I took a shaky step out into the open air and then fell onto my stomach; the silent audience laughing and mocking me. Megatron floated by and help me float properly up towards the Gates.
But something happened before we got to the gates.
A sudden gush of strong wind pulled my hand out form Megatron's grip and I spiralled down, the silent screams from Megatron following me as I fell down and into the mouth of Hell. . .
~*~
I awoke screaming and I felt something strong and metallic restrain me. [Whoa!!! Take it easy! You just had a nightmare] I heard Demon say as I allowed him to lay me back down and place a damp cloth on my forehead.
Grimacing as I gingerly touched my sore and throbbing head, I wondered where I was. I would only minutes later get my answer.
"Okay, who had the guts to hit me with Skye's Titanium Bat of Doom?" I asked groggily as an evil metallic chuckle reverberated around the room.
Megatron's chuckle.
"Ah, I see the Wanderer has woken up. How do you feel?" he asked, stepping out of the shadows, the Star Sabre in his hands making the only source of light in the room.
"I feel like I've been dropped from the planet Mars and been run over a few million time by the Autobots, but other than that, I'm fine." I snapped as I mocked his temperament to some degree.
A surprised look crossed his face as he knelt down beside me and he looked at me curiously. "What is that around your neck?" he asked as I opened my eyes and picked up the weird necklace that I had always worn. It was an angel's wing made out of mother-of-pearl, beautiful colours of greens and whites flashing at me in the light of the Sword.
"This? Don't know. It was given to me when I went to Europe to visit one of my Grandmothers, I can't remember which one it is though, as you already know, I'm a Wanderer." I said as I put the necklace under my shirt, looking away from the serious face of Megatron.
"Tell me girl, what is your name?" he asked as Demon cursed to him, gratefully he was too busy telling the Sabre mini-cons to come apart to listen.
"Kris. My name is Kris." I say as I feel Demon push me back down onto the mini-con sized bed and place another cloth onto my forehead.
~*^*~
Amity-Star: Well, that was weird. Um, can any of you please tell me if there is a Dark Star Sabre cause there are like these official merchandise that have this object, but I've never seen it in the series, well the series that I have seen anyway. Can anyone help me?
Neeways,
*Blessed Be!!!