Ch. 4 Murder

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Warning; graphic depictions of violance 

Jamie's P.O.V.

Sitting in the room I'm sharing with Crosshairs and Drift, drawing on my tablet, I feel something is wrong. Concentrating on everyone's energy, I sense one is fading fast; Crosshairs. I rush out of the room to his location, the training room. Barging open the doors, I can't believe what I see; Sunstreaker is standing by Crosshairs, holding his knife covered with 'blood'.
"Crosshairs!" I yell and rush to his aid.
"Your boyfriend is next," Sunstreaker snickers before walking out the door. 
Shit, I can help Crosshairs, but I need to get water—some great healing power when I don't have any on hand. The crystal would have been a better option.
"Jamie...go...," Crosshairs struggled to say.
"No, I need to help you," I fret while holding his hand. He's not going to last much longer.
"He's going...after Drift. Go save him... it's too late for me."
Those were Crosshairs' last words before closing his eyes. His holoform disappeared, but his spark also stopped.
"CROSSHAIRS!" I yell, knowing he's gone but hoping he isn't. I can't even cry over his death. I must get to Drift, but I'm too late; his energy is fading fast. I can only rush to his location to say goodbye.

"Why are you doing this?" Drift asked while sitting on the floor, covering his wound with his hand, but 'blood' is still gushing out. I can save him, but I must quickly get Sunstreaker out of here.
"If she doesn't want to be my friend, then she can't have anyone as a friend," Sunny raged as he stabs Drift in the chest. Drift's loud scream echoes in the room.
"SUNSTREAKER, STOP!!!"
He pulls out the knife and walked toward me with an evil grin. I rush to Drift though there's nothing I can do. Sunstreaker stabs him in the chest, but this is slow and painful instead of instant death. No healing power or crystal can help him. All I can do is hold his hand and watch.
"Promise me you won't seek revenge for my murder," Drift pled.
"No, he must pay. He killed Crosshairs, and now I watch you die."
Tears start rolling down my face.
Now Drift is having a hard time breathing.
"No...no revenge. I love... you, Jamie. Never....forget...that." 
I listen to him struggle to breathe for thirty seconds before he dies.
"No, you can't be gone!" I bawl, watching his holoform disappear.
"He's dead; they're both dead," Sunsteaker says proudly. 
You fucking bastard, I'm sorry, Drift, but he has to pay for killing you and Crosshairs.
"YOU WILL PAY!!" I rage as I stand up, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"I'd like to see you try."
With fiery red eyes and an evil smile, he doesn't care; he just murdered two Autobots. He doesn't care what his punishment will be unless he thinks he can kill the others.
I change after him and land a punch right in the face, sending Sunstreaker across the room. 
"Fucking bastard!"
Sunstreaker charges at me. I thought he would stab me, but he punched me hard. I maintain my balance, grab his wrist and throw him across the room. I can kill him, no problem, he has no idea what powers I have, but I want to make him pay for what he did. 
"This is what you call payback?"
You have no idea, asshole.
Taking the chance that Sunstreaker will stab me, I continue to fight the old-fashioned way, punching him. He enjoys this idea since he's playing along and kept punching me back. This isn't enough, no matter how hard I punch.
Throwing Sunstreaker to the wall, I can bend the metal flooring and wall to create a metal prison. He can't move or break out of the prison. I'm going against the Autobot way, but Sunstreaker must die. Death the way he killed Crosshairs and Drift isn't enough. He doesn't deserve a slow death and wouldn't care how much pain he's in. Although, I have a way of giving him even more pain and allowing a slow death.
"You going to kill me or not? Weak human scum."
Even though he's trapped where I want him, I can't use my full power, and at least not without destroying the base. What a shame; even though he's trapped, I'd love to use my full power on him.
No, Jamie, revenge isn't the way.
It can't be Drift; he's dead. Why am I thinking about what Drift said? Sunstreaker must pay. I fall to my knees and cry, unaware I released Sunstreaker from his metal prison, until he forces me to stand up, puts a tight hold on me, and points his knife at my chest.
"Weak human, don't worry, you'll be with them soon."
I can't get myself to break free, and this shouldn't be a problem for me. All I can do is scream, hoping one of the other Autobots can hear me.
"SHUT UP!!"
Sunstreaker covers my mouth and stabs me In the same area he stabbed Drift.
"A slow death is what you deserve." Sunstreaker tosses me to the floor and walks out of the room.
No one is coming to help me. Where is everyone? Not like it matters. Even if one of the Autobots comes in five seconds, it'll be too late. I won't be with my boys, I won't be there be with the Alspsrk. It's not exactly the end for me but the end of my life in this dimension. Doesn't take long before I'm gasping for air.

"Jamie?" A voice calls my name, "Jamie, it's me, Sideswipe."
My vision is blurry, and I can't say anything.
I hear Sideswipe demanding Sunstreaker get help before everything goes dark.

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