Chapter 9: Nocuous
The two figures walked for what felt like a very long time. Or at least, for one of them it did.
Sam was dizzy, that foggy feeling in his mind had returned, stronger than the last time. They had made it back onto the dusty streets and were currently weaving around tall buildings. He dug his heels into the pavement, stopping the person –who really wasn't a person at all- from dragging him any further. A pair of expressionless silver eyes turned to watch him intently.
"Are you alright Samuel?" The All Spark had stopped walking. Sam didn't answer right away as he stared at the ground by his feet, "Samuel?"
"I-yeah, I'm- I mean no, could we stop?" He muttered the words to the grey concrete. The All Spark checked wearily around them, turning its eyes to the sky before returning to watch Sam cautiously and pulling them both into another alley way.
"Very well Samuel, we've stopped. Now please tell me what is wrong." The All Sparks hands were resting on his shoulders, slowly lowering him to the ground, where it knelt before him.
"'m not…'m not sure. My head feels, foggy…or-or something." The All Spark tilted his chin up with a finger.
"Look at me Samuel, focus on me."
And then it started to rain.
Reaching the cool emptiness of space was certainly much preferred over the surface of that pit-forsaken planet below him. The starry void around him was almost like a second home. And ever since the death of Cybertron, it had become just that. Their second home.
Speeding past Jupiter, Megatron found himself at the jagged rocky entrance of the makeshift Decepticon base. A temporary nursery, Starscream had called it, as hundreds of hatchling sacks littered the walls.
The noise of his engines was muffled by the space around him as he transformed and landed. Cautiously moving through the twisting entrance, Megatron kept his scanners on high, looking for traps. Knowing his traitorous second, he could never be too careful. Rounding the final corner to the main room, the Decepticon commander found the Seeker muttering quietly to himself as he checked some of the hatchlings in their sack-like membranes. The Seeker had obviously been keeping his scanners on low, so the hatchlings would not be disturbed by the frequencies, as he did not notice the second presence right away.
When he did, metal back struts stiffened as the beige Seeker slowly turned to where the warlord was frowning.
"Impossible." The flier spoke quietly, more to himself than the towing silver mech in front of him.
"And yet here I am." A vicious grin spread across his faceplates, void of humour and very, very angry.
For a moment, the beige Seeker just stared. Then, with a small jerk, he seemed to become aware of who he was standing across the room from.
"L-lord Megatron, I- what a…surprise. I was under the impression the human insects had offlined you." And they clearly hadn't done a very good job, had they?
"Don't act as though you're pleased to see me, Starscream, it's unbecoming of you." Megatron sneered. The jet allowed his frame to tense up, mentally calculating all of his options as he prepared for whatever it was this 'newly-resurrected' Megatron was about to do.
Sam tilted his head up to look at the clouds which were now sprinkling water on both him and the All Spark.
"'S raining." Sam mumbled at the sky, the All Spark stared at him, nodding its head.
"Yes Samuel, yes it's raining, it's…" The All Spark trailed off as it too stared into the grey clouds above, "It's…-no!" Sam watched tiredly as the All Sparks human body was pushed backwards, hitting the opposing wall. There was a crack as the sky lit up and the All Sparks body convulsed once before going limp, leaving Sam suddenly and very much alone.
It knew what was happening. It found itself in a 'parallel-plane', a world between worlds if you will. It had been returned to its ethereal form.
"Where is Samuel? What have you done with him?" The All Spark demanded of the six beings standing around it, giving an impression of a feral animal backed into a corner as it had no physical body to manipulate. The Six Primes stood their ground, watching it impassively. Very suddenly, the great voice of Primus boomed from an unseen source.
"Young Samuel has not been harmed, All Spark. He is much safer now than he is with you."
"Lies!" The All Spark shouted, "He is safe with me. I am protecting him from this war…this so called 'fate' you think you have bestowed upon him." A heavy sigh echoed through the empty space around them,
"You have become so corrupted…my creation." The All Spark projected what could only be described as a scoff,
"And who may we blame for that? You. You knew. You knew this would happen. You could have destroyed me the moment I had blinked into existence."
"I had…hoped I would be wrong. That the signs were misleading."
"Well you were wrong," The All Spark hissed, "You were wrong to put blind faith behind me and my abilities. Hoping I would stay a perfect, mindless little power box for you to use whenever you felt the need." At this Primus paused before answering,
"Yes, I had. But I also had my reasons. Reasons you do not yet understand All Spark and-"
"And I never will understand, is that right? So why do you not simply destroy me now, while you have the chance?" The All Spark interrupted. The Primes remained unmoving, until a flicker caught the All Sparks attention.
"Ah, I see." It mused quietly, "We are out of your grasp, aren't we? These are a mere projection; I am only in the vicinity of your voice, Creator." Primus did not comment on the All Sparks revelation.
"You are blind All Spark, blind to what is in front of you and you know what will happen to the boy if you-"
"Enough!" The All Spark interrupted violently, lashing out at the projections around it. They dissolved for a moment before returning. "You are wrong, Creator. So very wrong! Samuel is in no danger with me. He is only ever safe with…with me. Only me!" It could almost sense the waves of pity rolling from its creator.
"Then I may only express my sorrows, All Spark. Until all are one." The voice of Primus slowly faded away along with the projections.
"Whatever it is you believe will transpire…you are mistaken, Creator!" The All Spark shouted as it too faded from the plane, back into its human body. The last words of Primus ringing in its ears.
Woo~, cliffhanger! I'm so so so sorry I've been dead to the keyboard as of late, but I was having trouble continuing to write this. Thankfully a recent bout of inspiration hit me a day or two ago. Hopefully, it'll stay a while longer. Apologies for short-ish chapter
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Nocuous: likely to cause damage or injury; harmful.
-DrHooksTowingandCo