The Shadow of Kaon

Breaking apart

As the inconsistent shadow of the Nemesis darkened the ground below while they flew over a desolate place, Darkwing sighed, quietly.

It was not Cybertron... this planet didn't have gigantic metal towers, or endless, massive structures that were difficult even for their own kind to understand... But it was the exact thing that gave the femme a thrill.

Constantly changing and always growing, it was the total opposite of the picture she had in mind when she thought about their home planet.

The smoke that darkened the sky through the years of war, and the neverending screams and explosions were far from this place, making her feel like it all happened in a different life.

"It's strange, isn't it?" She muttered to herself, sitting on the edge of the ship, her voice completely lost under the low humming of the engines.

She was lost in thought, enjoying the Sun's warmth as it spread through her wings and her whole body, not doing anything outside of staying in the comfortable position, like a giant lizard.

It was days since she was stuck on the ship according to their leader's order, and outside of refueling in the canteen and catching up with the others there, she did not have much work to do. She did everything to chase away the boredom that always lurked around when she didn't have her hands on any tasks, but soon, these quiet, slow moments seemed more and more comfortable for her. Just bathing in the sunlight, and watching the ground fall behind them, like a record that never reaches its end...

'It's completely useless.'

"Hey, Darky!" She heard a familiar, deep voice from far behind, which immediately made her smile widely.

"Breakdown!" She jumped up, turning toward the mech who approached closer with slow steps. "You're here too, big boy? I didn't see you around."

"I was down for a few days, patrolling around the mines." He shrugged his shoulders with a bit of weariness in his movements. "Knockout told me that you came back, so I thought I'd come and greet you. Where were you?"

"If I tell you..." The femme's smile changed into a devilish smirk as she stood into a wider stance, leaning forward and ready to attack. "I will have to take out your Spark. But maybe I will do that without telling you anything."

Breakdown's deep laugh passed through the open space without any obstacle in its way before he slowly shook his helm, seemingly giving up his plans to just talk with her, and readying himself by changing his stance similarly to her and turning one of his servos into a hammer.

"Really? Let's try it then, little bird." His grin widened as he charged toward her with his giant steps, ready to strike her.

It was nothing more than a friendly brawling, something easy to help them practice, keep themselves prepared, and most importantly, to help them learn new moves from each other.

His first strike was easy to avoid as she jumped out of his way, retreating into a safe distance. His physical strength was well over hers, so going straight into a fight against him wouldn't be smart. She had to strike quickly and precisely, avoiding the hammer as much as she could.

As the mech turned toward her, ready to go headfirst into another attack, she was faster to react. Darkwing ran toward him, dodging another hit and moving around quickly enough to be able to scratch his side and his legs, then before withdrawing from close combat, she dug her digits into his forearm only deep enough to make him feel it.

"Ugh, you-" Started the blue mech, looking around to see if she was still in his blindspot, but she just waved at him from a further part of the ship, clearly enjoying this little spar.