Las Vegas, Earth, 10:54 P.M., 2016
"Do you have any idea how messed up he is now because of your little stunt, Cade?!" Sergeant Rooks screamed. Spittle flew out of his mouth and onto the table as he spoke. Cade was sitting in one of the three chairs in Rooks' office, trying not to pay attention to his superior officer's hissy fit.
"He has a broken arm, fractured kneecap, jaw broken on one side, a broken nose, road rash, and he needs to drink out of a straw for the rest of his life. A goddamn speeder, Cade!"
"Does it look like I give a damn, Rooks? He broke the law, that doesn't mean we can't hurt him." Cade said, leaning in the chair, arms gestured to the door.
"Besides you know my motto, 'To punish and-"
"Enslave, yeah, yeah, I got it." Rooks said, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Look, I need to pick up my daughter, so just, don't do it again, O.K.?"
"Got it." Cade replied. He left Rooks' office, and made his way out of the precinct building. After entering the motor pool, he made a bee-line for his car. Once he was inside and already on the road, Cade started to relax. He deactivated his holo-form and turned on his radio. The lyrics to Papa Roach's "To Be Loved" blared through his speakers:
Whoa-oh I never give up
Whoa-oh I never give in
Whoa-oh I never give in
I just want to be, want to be loved.
"Don't we all?" Barricade mused. Barricade had to admit, humans did have some interesting music for such a primitive race. Barricade took a right turn and entered the highway.
Twilight's library, Equestria, Equestria
"Now Starlight, remember those breathing techniques for when you get frustrated." Twilight said. The Princess of Friendship watched as her pupil: Starlight Glimmer, was trying to summon an intangible castle out of magic. Starlight let out a huff and gave up, her horn dimming.
"Ugh, why is it so hard?" Starlight scowled. Twilight trotted over to put a reassuring hoof on Starlight's shoulder.
"Don't be discouraged, Starlight. I wasn't able to do it right away either. It took massive amounts of focus and study." Twilight said.
"How long?" Starlight asked, curiosity blooming in her eyes.
"Well...it took me about...seventeen months and a mountain of books!" Twilight said, before conjuring a literal mountain of books, a grin spread across her face.
Starlight let out an almost silent huff.
The wreckage of the Ignition Chamber, Stonehenge, Earth, 2018
He felt nothing but pain and fear, fear that he had failed her. With a grunt he pulled himself out of the rubble covering him. Shielding his optics from the sun, he slowly stood on his pedes, joints creaking and groaning. With a low growl, he concentrated, focused on their minds. The joints connecting his arms, legs, and head snapped and he was separated into his components. "You have failed me, Infernocus." Her voice flashed through their minds, causing them to fall to the ground and writhe in agony.
"But I will give you a second chance. There is an energy source that I have detected, powerful enough to restore Cybertron, kill Unicron, and to cyberform Earth. But it is on another world, and as such, as my enforcer, you will retrieve this power source and enforce my will. Do I make myself clear?" Quintessa demanded. The Infernicons nodded to the air, grateful for their resurrection. They felt a tingling sensation and, keeping with tradition, combined into Infernocus, just to be safe. His optics blurred for a klick, than he was gone. Like magic, Infernocus disappeared,eager to win back the favor of his mistress, ready to eviscerate anything that stood in his way.
Princess Celestia's castle, Canterlot, Equestria
Princess Luna struggled to stay awake, her eyes closing and jerking open over and over again. As Princess of the night, Luna needed to protect her subject, and as usually they're all asleep by nightfall, the best way to do it is to watch their dreams. Since she was saved by Tia's prize pupil, she had to go back to raising and setting the moon. She didn't mind, but after it took a lot out of her, plus her being able to sleep for five hours maximum left her tired and cranky.
"Luna, I need you, please." Tia's voice called out from her room. Luna pulled herself from her bed and trotted over to Celestia's room, where Celestia sat next to her tea table, the only other pony in the room with her was a guard. Luna looked at Celestia with scorn.
"Tia, I'm not a filly anymore, I don't even like tea parties." Luna said. Celestia wasn't fazed, she gestured to one of the other two chairs at the table.
"Luna, this is an important matter and we both agreed that you would participate in this meeting." Celestia replied.
"Wait, who are you talking about, Tia? Who's we?" Luna questioned. As if answering her question, a small, bright light appeared out of nowhere and, after what looked to be searching for something, flew into the guard, his eyes changing from bright blue to white.
"It has been too long since we last spoke, Celestia." The guard said, his voice felt comforting and warm, like a loving parent.
"Too long, Primus, would you like some tea?" Celestia asked sweetly, gesturing to the teapot. Primus sat on the empty chair and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Now then, we have much to talk about."
The Lost Light
"What the hell are you doing?" Cyclonus asked. He had a nice, calm night: sharpening, cleaning, and polishing his sword, a few drinks at Swerve's, and finally, three hours of reading his favorite datapads. He checked on Tailgate during his evening, but Tailgate was too busy sparring with Skids to notice. After watching Tailgate for a half-hour, Cyclonus left for his quarters, ready for a well deserved recharge. He walked down the halls, deep in thought about his datapads. He pressed the I.D. panel-only to find Chromedome and Rewind thrashing around, on Tailgate's berth too.
"Oh, sorry Cyclonus, Rewind wanted to be more risky as he put it." Chromedome apologized. Rewind's head poked up from under Chromedome's arm.
"Hey, I didn't hear you complaining!" Rewind retorted.
"I don't care what you were doing, just go frag somewhere else." Cyclonus commended, his clawed digit pointed towards the door. After they left, Cyclonus threw himself on his berth, he felt envious of the two, how they had someone who loved them. When asked about if he wanted to be single, he always changed the subject, but the question always burned in his processor: Will anyone ever love me, will I ever fall in love?