Snipers and Swords (an Oc X Drift X Crosshairs story.) (please read dsc!!!)

Chapter Five: Feelings? Nah.

Warnings: Gayness. Nothing else really.
(This entire book is mostly gay so, gl homophobes who find this :>)

It had been a few weeks since Scythe had begun the new chapter in her life with the roughhousing mechs. In fact, she had been in recharge for quite a while now. Seeming to be trapped in a dark room, a floating object in the middle of the room. It looked like a Matrix, but not one like Optimus had. It looked a lot different, but also, too familiar. What was it? Where was it from?

Clang

Scythe awoke to hear laughing and cursing. Deciding to still act like she was still in recharge, she watched the scene in front of her. Cross mocking Drift. Drift cursing him out for apparently scaring him. Crosshairs still laughing his ass off, seemed so usual with these two.

Deciding to scare them, she shifted into her cybertroninan form, giving the two mechs a good scare. The only reason it had scared them in the first place was because they were used too just the two of them. No more, no less. It was a difficult topic, mostly because they didn't trust her as much as each other yet.

It had no affect too her though, just made her more determined to get them to trust her a little bit more, and so far it had gone quite well, seeing as the two had begun too tell her stories of their fighting past. It was amusing too say the least, and had given her a taste of excitement in the boring world she had somehow ended up in. The thought of them possibly being the last bots in the universe, it was frightening, even for her.

Scythe sighed, listening to the mechs bicker about who was going to keep watch tonight, since they were both due for a long recharge. Scythe stood up, looking at the mechs, "how about I keep watch? That way you can both rest and I can quit being bored.", she suggested, looking at them with hopeful optics. "Hmm, I don't see why not, I'm sure Crosshairs is due a recharge aswell, even if he says he doesn't need it." Drift glanced behind him at Cross, feeling the glare he was giving him.

Cross only grumbled, walking to s clear space, transforming and shutting his engine off. Drift following suit after saying a quick thank you and good night to Scythe, who nodded in return.

Taking her post, she began to sharpen her duel scythes, cleaning them beforehand and making sure they were nice and sharp. She looked at the reflection of the moon on her blade, turning it so it showed herself. She looked at her optic color, relief finally spreading throughout her frame as she noticed her light blue colors had finally returned, replacing the once purple-ish blue they had once been. She was glad too look like herself again, even if the car form wasn't anything from Cybertron, it was still a reminder of her old frame look.
The colors were something she had decided too keep at a young age, deciding that when her oldest brother had chosen the same colors. She remembered wanting too be just like him. That only lasted till he became a decepticon though.

She was young when it happened, he had killed an Autobot that had made him mad. Her carrier banished him that night when he confessed that he wanted to be a con. It made Scythe loose all trust in her brother. Though SpeedWay was once an amazing bot, he was now Bladeblurr. A ruthless con who had killed many bots.

Scythe shuttered at the thought of him having killed some of her old squadron. Was Crimson, or Neo even alive? She hadn't gotten their sparksignals in a long while, which could only mean two things. One; either they were way out of range. Or two; they were simply gone. Lost too the Allspark. It was a sad 50/50 chance that she'd rather not think about.

At the sudden movement of a bush behind her, she jolted up and tackled the taller frame too the ground, pushing her weapon too the trespassers neck. She immediately narrowed her optics. "Don't even think of speaking, there's no use, your perish is imminent.", she glared, making the frame under her shiver. "A-Ah need mah t-thro-at to sp-E-ak".