Owner of a Spark

Chapter Eleven

"So, you do remember me?" General asked.
"Yes..."
"Well, then I always come and leave with a fight...when I reunite with old friends."
I growled "Just leave."
"I can not do that."
"Why not?"
Instead of answering me his group attacked us.

I fought and we were winning until a bunch of the group, we were fighting, pinned me down and the General stepped on my chest "Ah!"
"So, are you enjoying your new life here as an Autobot?"
"Go to hell!"
He shifted all of his weigh on my chest and I gasped for air "Maybe you should rethink your words before you speak."
"Go.. to...hell!!" I shouted.
One of his men handed him a sword and he dragged the tip of it across my cheek leaving a scratch.
"You know for as long as I've known you.. I've always wanted to kill you."
"What for?!" Jazz shouted.
"For all that she has done. What you don't know about her is...she's a murderer."
There was silence but I broke it "A murderer?"
"Yes. You really can't remember? I'm quite shocked. When you killed they begged for mercy but you just shrugged it off."
"I didn't kill anyone!"
"Keep telling yourself that." He chuckled as he rose the sword.
My optics widened "Please!! I didn't do it!"
As he came down with the sword I closed my optics and praying the death would be quick but nothing struck. I slowly opened my optics and gasped "Jazz!"
The sword was stabbed straight through his spark. He smiled weakly.
The General shoved him away "We take our leave." And they left.
I rushed over to Jazz "Jazz!! Why did you do that?!"
"He was...*groan*...going to kill you."
"So, that doesn't mean you can-"
"I love you." He whispered quietly as the others ran over.
I couldn't move or even breathe...I just stared at him in shock.