Disclaimer : Transformers is the property of Hasbro. HALO is the property of Microsoft Game Studios.
Rating : T, mostly for Shadowdancer's potty mouth.
Author's note : Requested by Mordalfus Grea, the experiences of Kynaite, Shadowdancer's adopted bitlit, from his abandonment to his life with a SPARTAN-Bot tactician, and on. Until his first upgrade, these will be in one hundred words or less shorts in his point of view.
Dancing Shadows
His shivering was rattling his thin armour plates, and it kept getting even darker as he huddled in his tiny shelter. With nothing to do, he tried to keep his processors off the cold seeping into him by trying to peer out and see if his carrier was coming back yet.
So intent on the far end of the alleyway, he nearly missed the moment when the shadows on the left side of his crate moved closer. He squeaked in fright as the world around him tilted up. Two gold lights peered back at him, before the world righted itself.