Thank you everyone! Especially scelecat for creating Nightshade!

Oh! I am SO sorry! I have been trying to write and post this, but my computer would not save!

Oh I forgot to point out a hint last chapter! Nightshade's Opi is VERY important!

Chapter 13

Regret's Part 2

The worried bots stood before a non-activated ground bridge squeezing there weapon in hand. Waves of worry filled the silent room waiting for the pre-scheduled time to arrive. Nightshade turned to her lover and got courage from his over confident look. "Umm…. I need to tell all of you something. My name isn't Streakshade…" Team Prime seemed to grip their weapons a little tighter. She backed up and held out her servos in defense. "Oh no! It's nothing like that! My name is Nightshade. I didn't tell you because when I was little Sideswipe and I had a relationship. I was…scared that he would feel the same way anymore so I didn't tell you. I am sorry, I know that we are a team, but I just couldn't deal with heartbreak again." Her helm dropped to the floor. "I am sorry." Sideswipe smiled before planting a soft kiss on her lips. "It'll be okay." She smiled. "Thanks Sides'."

Sideswipe got a few friendly punches on his shoulders. "Hey!" he yelled at the teasing mechs. Nightshade rolled her optics at her love while Arcee continued to tap her chin in the corner of the room. "Nightshade, Nightshade…That sounds so familiar…." Ratchet walked into the room with all the field medical gear he could carry. He looked down at the open panel on his arm. "Optimus…It's time."

Timeskip

Nightshade and the rest of team Prime approached the coordinates with extreme caution, the nemesis hovering about a mile away from the placed troops. Megatron stood in front just about to unleash their attack on the near by cites and military bases. He deep red optics flickered with a certain amount of kindness and hate. "O-Optimus? I know your there…" Megatron was still a power driven overlord, but he had certain lines he wouldn't cross like torque to younglings and/or non-threatening senior bots. Optimus stepped out into the open his guard appearing to be dropped. "Megatron you can't kill these humans. You know this." His eyes flickered with a certain delight, the sliver of darkness that started that war was now taking over once again.

"Optimus, these humans have no use to me. I am doing the species a favor. The weak and frail shall perish will the strong and able will live dismissing the inferior of the species." Optimus glared at the warlord. "Megatron, that is un-justified reasoning. That will just cause loss and make the species more unstable, NOT stronger." "You, prime, were raised with a family. I was raised in the pits as a gladiator. We were so close, but just so far away. So much alike, yet so dissimilar." Both leader's optics seemed to flash a certain amount of regret and pain, but being leader they needed to stay strong.

"Prime?" Jazz whispered as the conversation deepened. Jazz immediately regretted pulling the warlord out of his thoughts as the silver mech aimed his weapon at the Autobot leader. "Optimus, understand this. You will suffer as many of my kind has suffered." Optimus glared un-shaken by the weapon aimed at his spark. "We are of the same kind. You know this." "Not anymore brother, not anymore."

The gun powered up the heat hitting the large mech's frame. "Megatron…" The prime glared for a second only to jump to the side joining his troops. "What's are move?" Sideswipe said mentally clinging onto Nightshade next to him. "Back up about 5 miles away before the city limits and hold our ground there."

They all nodded.

Timeskip

Nightshade stood behind a wall of trees a few miles from the city. In the distance they could see troops of drones falling from the Nemesis. Smaller groups of regular mech's like Skywarp and Thundercacker stood close to their master and second in command. The way those two stared at Starsceam made Nightshade think about what their 'relationship' included. She giggled at the thought knowing Starscream for a bit before the war, before he was the second-in-command for the war lord Megatron.

A loud screech rang though the empty fields signifying the start of the Decepticon attack. Nightshade gripped her weapon tight, her wings pressed against the trunk of the largest tree. From across the field she got nods from her teammates. They stepped forward aiming there weapons towards the enemy. "Fire at will!" Their leader shouted.

Blasts surrounded Nightshade as her team and the enemy fired at each other. The 2 of the 3 trine members fell from the sky hitting Sunstreaker at the hip. They landed and approached the wounded Autobot. "Leave him alone!" Nightshade and Sideswipe said in union running to him. They lowered there blasters. "Oh what is he to you, your lover?" The question was directed at Nightshade. She lowered her own weapon. "First of all, no, he is a brother to me. Second of all, your lover over there, Starscream, would be disappointed if you killed me. I knew him before the war. I bet he could tell you all about it." The similar seekers checked her frame. As if recognizing her, they stepped back, eyes wide. "Think you figured it out?" She teased. They pouted and joined their trine mate in the sky firing down upon the un-expecting bots.

The moment the seekers flew away the firing once again came firing down upon the Autobots. "Come on sides'! We have to get Sunny to cover." "Heey-OW! Careful!" "Sorry Sunny." Nightshade let go of her friends arm and shot one of the last standing drones currently shooting at them. He laid him behind a tree and signaled for Ratchet to come assist. He nodded and raced over to the injured Autobot. Nightshade turned to her lover and nodded, racing out into the now scrap pile of a field to join their Autobot brethren.

Three blasts wizzed past her audio receptor. Sideswipe glared at all the bots trying to hit his love with the red fire of their blasters. Optimus was currently deep in a battle with the war lord himself while Jazz dodged the group of drones surrounded him with soft music blaring out his speakers. The drones had given up on their guns, but their 3 fingered fists occasionally hit the cyber ninja.

That's when everything changed. The calmer battle turned into an intense blur of firing and punches. The entire Decepticon army seemed to know exactly where to hit each of the bots, when there guard was down, when hey were at their weakest, which for now was all the time. The bots burned through their energon like fire to oil. Everything seemed to take a darker turn. The race for the battle was changing. The rules were breaking. The universe was taking it's side. "Scrap." Nightshade whispered dodging the current bot racing for her open left side. She turned and slid her pedes underneath the bots pushing then to the ground. She stabbed her blade through the silver bot's leg. He would probably survive, but it would burn through some of the decepticons resources to do so. For her, that was a win, a small win, but still a win.

She closed her optics for a moment trying to cool her over working frame. Her optics swung open, a cold feeling shivering up her spine, like Primus himself was telling her something. Something, important. Something that would change the outcome of this battle, but she didn't understand what he could've been getting at. She didn't understand and for some unknown her spark weighed down sadly for that. Somehow she felt guiltly of…nothing. Nothing at all, but yet there was something. Something in that universe that mentally stabbed at her, tortured for nothing, nothing at all. Nothing.

A sudden rage at mental loss struck her. She raced down the battle field with the intent of killing, murdering anybot that would hurt her friends, family, LOVE. Anybot who had EVER tried to make her lose. Lose her home, her sanity, her life. Anyone who had done anything to incent bots, people, OR planets would suffer. Suffer for all the pain they had caused and brought down upon all those who shouldn't have felt ANYTHING close to that at ESPESSIALLY at a young age. Her included.

A faint comfortable feeling returned after so many unfamiliar years. A sudden feeling of a person sharing her pain, love, and responsibility returned after so many lonely years. She realized how much she had held back and buried deep in the back of her processor. She felt her shark shared for only a moment and the bond was cut again. Her rage dampened. She frantically searched for her sire knowing the familiar spark beat. The only signed of him was the faint feeling of the bond opened for the moment. She took a deep breathe as he had taught her and the rage disappeared into a cloud of nothing. Nothing. Nothing at all.

Her sire was here for only a moment, but then the comfort disappeared along with her rage. Her sanity returned. Something had taken it. Stole it from her. A force greater than herself took her ability to hold a straight face in times of doubt….just like her sire. Her sire was now gone, but for a second, somehow, her was here. He never died. She never felt the bond completely break. Now and then she would feel his loss and pain confirming he was neither in stasis nor near death. Another shiver was sent up her spine, but this one was more of a comforting feeling. Like a mix of the bond re-opening and sharp pain.

She whipped her helm around to the bot she had struck down. He was now shakily raising his weapon preparing to shoot. She sliced the tip of his gun earning her a silent screech from the bot. She felt a light pain in her spark, but ignored it trying to focus on the battle. Screams from bots from both sides were heard making guilt weigh heavily on her frame. 'No this is for the greater good.' She thought, failing to convince herself. Nightshade noticed that almost no bots were coming her way. They avoided her as if she had the scaplet virus. Nothing made since in this battle. Nothing. Nothing at all.

The battle seemed to be a battle of forces. Good and bad. Hideous and beautiful. Dark and light. Sinful and worthy all revolting in unending battle. A battle of spilt energon and pain. One that would never see a peaceful un-sacrificial ending. This battle was like the un-ending war they were in. The hideous war they apart of. Sadly Nightshade had to admit she had been apart of it, apart the un-ending pain. Apart of the end of her species and apart of the death of her home, her planet, her world.

Again another shiver was sent up her spine. If not for these feelings she would've died. Someone did not want her spark to go out. Someone knew it wasn't her time. It wasn't her just yet, even though it might just put her spark at piece. She realized many bots who had avoided her before were now rushing to attack. She shot her gleaming blue blast knocking over a bot. She kicked her sharp pede into the bots torso cracking his plating. A drone pulled out a gun preparing to shoot towards Nightshde's helm. She grabbed his wrist and aimed it at another bot's helm squeezing his wrist stetting off the blast. She threw his husk towards the drones trapping them for a few valuable seconds that let her wound all of them enough to keep them out of the battle.

Another shiver was sent up her spine like someone knew that she wasn't supposed to grow up in cruel world. The dyeing cybortoain planet now inhabitable, her home destroyed. She whipped her helm one again to see a large blast streaking though the air. She leaned back and as if time stopped itself the beam slowly travel past her face. Time slowed even more and the comforting static she had not been able to activate since the battle started returned taking her vision. A familiar scene replaced her eye sight.

Flashback

Sideswipe held the small servo of Nightshade while leaving the art museum with his brother. Their small frames glowed in the warm alive sunlight and gleamed in the colorful buildboards. "Hey! We have to return a few data pads to the library, wanna come?" Nightshade nodded with excitement. Nightshade let go of here crush's servo and raced ahead.

Sideswipe stood in line to hand in his data pad. "Why did you get a data pad? What's it on?" The young femme asked. "It's on Windcharger! He's my idol!" "He is a racing HERO!" Nightshade exclaimed. "I've heard that-" "He's not only a hero he's a LEGEND!" Sideswipe said handing the pad over to librarian. "Your pretty fast on your pedes AND wheels, Side's." Sideswipe blushed only to return to the previous topic. "I wish that I could be a legend. People could respect me and treat me as an equal, not a little sparkling." Nightshade elbowed her friend playfully. "Hey I'll be right by your side when it happens." Sunstreaker came out of no where. "I'll be right there too!" The librarian shushed the trio as they raced out of the library and onto the street.

End Flashback

Timeskip-7 minutes

Time had faded back to normal as another shiver struck her. She jerked around misleading her attackers. She saw her love, Sideswipe fending off a few seekers with ease. Nothing seemed wrong until she saw it. Far down the battle field was Megatron aiming his canon towards the red mech's back. The fiery blast streamed through the air only to carve a hole through Sideswipe chassis piecing his spark, his life force, his soul.

Nightshade screeched and cried at the tops of her lungs the name of her fading lover.

"SIDESWIPE!"

End Chapter

So…. *Falls downs and cries*

Don't be really sad there's going to be another chapter so… his fate isn't sealed!

I am still sad though. Something like this still is intense and has me in tears!

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