CHAPTER SIX
My Life Or Yours?
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Meg: *Can't think of anything to write*
Sunstreaker: Hey, you just wrote something here! *Picks it up and reads it*
Meg: Hey!! *Jumps for it, can't reach*
Sunstreaker: Ahem…
Reliable
A doctor, of sorts
Temperamental
Cute!
Healer of many injuries
E…I can't think of anything to write for E. T_T
Tall (duh)
…
Meg: o////o
Sunstreaker: HEY EVERYBODY!!!! LOOK AT THIS!!!! MEG JUST WROTE A POEM ABOUT…
CLANG!!
Sunstreaker: *Gets hit with hammer*
Meg: Thank you, Ratchet. … Hmm?
*Piece of paper floats down*
Ratchet: *Takes piece of paper* What's this?
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I don't think Megatron had been expecting me to fight back – which I did. I slammed my fist into his face, but I didn't stop there – there was no way I was letting him take me!
Oh, great, I was listening to the voices in my head.
Megatron began fighting back. I got hit a few times, but each time I just kept on fighting back.
I fought back for my family – the Autobots, who had lied to me but had done it to protect me. Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Backdraft, Ratchet, Ironhide, Jazz, Arcee and Elita1 – all of them, I was fighting for all of them.
I fought back for Zikya, who was now being repaired by Ratchet and Wheeljack – I hoped.
I fought back for Optimus Prime, our leader – and Bianca's spark mate.
I fought back for Bianca herself – White Fire, the other half of the All-Spark.
I fought back for Nenona, Jerome, my parents and Tiffany – none of whom had done anything to deserve dying.
I fought back for Leveret and Kyo – two of a kind.
I even fought back for Starscream – because I felt like it, and I really did miss him.
I fought back for Bumblebee – my surviving spark mate, who had sacrificed his arms just to save me. I would never, ever forget that he had done that, and I would love him forever, I promised myself that now.
But, mostly, I fought back for myself – it was high-time I did something for myself, for a change! Not for the All-Spark, not for everyone else's good, but for me.
To slag with it, I wanted to live – and Megatron wasn't going to deny me that right!
Suddenly, I found Megatron's hand wrapping firmly around my neck, and squeezing – tightly.
I didn't scream – that would do me no good.
With his other hand, he ripped my wings.
I still wouldn't scream.
And then he grabbed me by the waist, squeezed, and slammed me into the ground at the same time.
I still didn't scream.
Megatron came down with me, and transformed into his holoform – the most evil-looking, black-haired, black-clad, red-eyed man I have ever seen.
He pinned me to the ground.
"Damn it you bitch!" He said. "I will have the power of the All-Spark!"
My heart was screaming in agony and defeat. I glanced over at Bee – he wasn't moving, and his optics were dimmed. Tears pricked my eyes. Why? Why must it end like this? I wondered, as Megatron overpowered me completely.
I closed my eyes, and braced myself for the worst.
Then, in the back of my mind, I heard the two voices from before scream: "Don't worry, we'll save you Mamma!!"
My eyes snapped open. Huh?
All at once, a brilliant light dazzled from me, and threw Megatron off of me. He landed about ten feet away and immediately changed back into his robot form, as I stood up, feeling something new and absolute flowing through me.
The power of the All-Spark core.
Across the way, Bia's optics opened, and she slowly struggled to her feet. Both of us were bleeding like crazy, and shaking as we made our way towards each other. The dazzles of light danced across our family, putting light back into their optics, and allowing them to get up.
Bee's arms welded themselves back onto him, and he stood up too, speechless, and staring at me and White Fire enveloped in the dazzling light.
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Meg: …
Jazz: What's up, bitch?
Meg: Umm…the dentist lady, she took out, like, this drill and I was like 'I hope she knows what she's doing'…umm…also…Ratchet just saw the poem I wrote about him! *Runs off somewhere*
Jazz: `._.`