Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers but I own the plot and Kris. TorikaBlayde owns Skye. Anyway, here it is!
Chapter 15: Haunted.
Demon landed roughly on the ground. His left arm had been severed and his CPU was on the verge of crashing. But still he fought. "My master will avenge me! He will!" the little demonic creature called out as Megatron picked him up and squeezed harder that he had ever done before.
"Who is your Master?" he growled as various wounds on Demon spurted the last drops of mech fluid he had in his body.
"My Master is someone you will soon see. Tell the Wanderer that she will be his soon. And when that happens, she will be free once and for all." Demon trailed off as his cackle stopped amid his oxygen intakes and his optics dimmed.
Megatron didn't like this. Releasing a loud roar of anger, he hurtled the dead body of Demon across the room and watched with a satisfied CLUNK as the mini-cons body fell into a torturous position on the metallic floor.
" 'She will be free once and for all'? What could that mean?" Megatron asked himself as turned his back to the body.
What he didn't realise was that Demon was still alive, only not completely alive anymore. His twisted and mangled body stood up, a menacing flicker in his remaining optic. The various wounds on the mini-cons body seemed to glow and crackle, then melt together and fuse to become new again. "My master will rule the universe. He will claim the Wanderer as his own and you will bow down before him. My master will rule the universe. He will claim the Wanderer as his own and you will bow down before him." Came Demon's voice, hollow and unearthly; a voice from the grave.
Megatron whirled around and stared, open mouthed, at the zombie like mini- con. "But you're supposed to be dead!" he yelled out as he staggered backwards.
"My master will rule the universe. He will claim the Wanderer as his own and you will bow down before him." Demon repeated as he took tiny steps forwards, towards Megatron.
Megatron stared at the possessed like mini-con and decide to get rid of it once and for all. Firing as many blasts from his hip mounted canon, he shot at the mini-con repeatedly until he thought the mini-con was finally dead.
Oh, boy was he ever wrong.
All that was left of the mini-con was his head, which was chuckling madly, worse than that of Cyclonus. "This can't be!" Megatron stammered.
"My master will rule the universe. He will claim the Wanderer as his own and you will bow down before him." Demon's head said as it continued to chuckle and then speed up like a chipmunk on speed, or helium.
Then, it seemed to stop. And blow up. First the head turned into static like lines, with Demon's eyes still glowing with its unnatural light. Then it blew up into tiny, triangular pieces and then it disappeared. But there was still business to deal with. "I am watching, Megatron. I will always be watching. Even if you hide the Wanderer, I will always be able to find her." Came a chilling, deep voice and chuckled evilly.
And like the sudden silence before the storm, it stopped, the room plunging into an ethereal quietness.
I stared at Megatron with disbelief. Is what he said true? Was this 'Master' after me? Was this thing real?
My mind was reeling. Was it watching my every move? Did I stand a chance of living until the end of the week? Will I even be able to conquer this thing if It decided to attack?
I guess not. All I could do now was sit and wait. And one thing was for sure, I hated waiting as much as Megatron did.
I woke up to the blasted sound of the Mini-con alarm. Only, this sounded different. Turning in my large bed towards my bedside table I grabbed onto my com-link. "Turn that damn stupid alarm off or someone won't be waking up for a millennia." I warned as I heard a distinct cackle.
"I'm guessing that you've pointed that threat at Cyclonus?" Nemisis said as she seemed to appear out of the darkness, making me jump about a few feet in the air.
Something wasn't right. "How did you get in here?" I asked as Nemisis laughed at me.
"Don't worry about that, my little Wanderer." Came another voice as the female version of Demolisher appeared next to Nemisis.
Now I knew something wasn't right.
"Awe, is the wittle Wanderer scawed?" came another voice as the female version of Red Alert appeared next to Epiyon. Whoa! Since when did I know this femme's name?
"Because you made us, Kris. You made all of us." Nemisis said as the three femmes, Vortex, Epiyon and Nemisis somewhat fused together.
The setting to my room warped and changed into a black abyss. I soon discovered that it was soon to be my resting place.
A large planet like thing hovered infront of me, shrouded in pitch darkness as my pulse seemed to quicken. Dread seeped into my veins and I stood stock still. Bright golden eyes locked onto me like menacing vultures. I gulped.
"Hello, finally Wanderer. Welcome to your final resting place." Said a deep rumbling voice as black wires wrapped themselves around my torso and pulled me towards the thing.
I screamed. I kicked. I bit, clawed and chewed and it did no good. My time was finally up for another life time. I had no where to run.
That's when a small orb appeared infront of me. It was pulsing, directly in tune with my heart beat. "Finally. I will have my revenge." Came that voice. Only this time it was different. This time, it used my own voice.