It Is Only I

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Pyrogenic

I felt betrayal and anger at Cryogenic's words. What made her change? They were there for each other through thick and thin and now... Now I had to kill her. I know I am stronger then Cryogenic, she was always the smaller and more vulnerable one. I was about to break her in half, and all I could think was, I love you.


We circled, the silence now a big part of this fight. There was no begging, no convincing or words of sentiment. I concentrated on her blades, she moved quick but had little power. I surge forward, balling a fist and throwing a punch though she was out of the way before it connected. I heard her step behind me and I move to the side, hearing her blades slice where I was.


I see my chance, grabbing her wrist and twisting her arm. She yelped in pain, her other arm stabbing and trying to stab into my shoulder. I hold onto her other wrist tightly and catch the attacking wrist in my other servo. Stepping back I jerk her towards me and I slam my helm into hers. The worst I got was a small buzzing sound in my audials.


She groaned in pain, staggering as I let her go. I grab her helm in my servos, covering the back of her helm with my servos, and slam her helm to the ground. Upon hitting the ground, she recoiled back and hissed in pain. I couldn't help but smile, pain was so sweet. It didn't matter who was in pain, as long as their pain was great.


Now that she was close to blacking out, I had the upper hand. I pull her up, grabbing her wrist and stooping to grab her ankle. Lifting her up I positioned her and brought her back down, my knee making contact with her side. Now I was just toying with her, I could kill her right now. But what fun was that? It was always better to have a little fun.


She cried out in pain as she hit the ground when I let her go, writhing and holding her side. I push her over on her back, grabbing her legs and lifted her off the ground. She struggled against me, but my strength easily held her still. I lifted her up until the top of her shoulders barely touched the ground before I shoved down with a lot of force.


The movement caused her frame to bend in a painful way, and I kept pushing down until the tips of her pedes touched the ground above her helm. I knew she was flexible, she could handle this, so I let her go. She tried getting up, sitting up. I moved behind her and grabbed both her arms and planted my knee against her spine and began to pull on her arms and push on her back.


She yelled out in pain as I kept pulling and pushing, finally letting her go. Her arms dropped and she seemed like she wanted to fall to the side. I pulled her up, her frame bent over from pain, so I put her helm in a lock between my thighs. She struggled to get out, so I let her out though hoisted her up. I grabbed under her arms and flipped her where her back was pressed against mine.


I held on her on back, she felt limp now. I threw her forward, the position she was in making her land on her helm. She groaned in pain yet again, holding her helm and being curled up in a ball. I smiled, enjoying beating the slag out of her. She got to her servos and knees, staying there for a moment as if to catch her bearings.


I scoffed, walking over to her. "See what happens when you decide to make the bad decision?" I ask, shoving her over with my pede and onto her back. I pinned her, sitting on her and I raised my fist and hit her hand across the jaw. Her helm snapped to the side, though I kept hitting her over and over again. This was fun.


I could care less that this was my sister now, she was a traitor to the Decepticons and will always be a traitor as long as she lives. So she won't live. I stop, she barely moved. "Any last words?" I asked, ready to tear her helm from her shoulders. Cryogenic opened her optics to look at me, her mouth opened only to spit out energon.


"Why? I thought we were... Sisters." She said weakly. "We were, until you turned your back on me. Now your only another enemy to kill." I say casually. "Your.... Not P-Pyrogenic." She growled. "No, I'm not the little femme that cried all the time. I'm better then you'll ever be, and the last thing you'll ever see." I say with narrowed optics. "Goodbye, Cryo."


I grip her helm in my servos, closing my optics and getting ready to tear her helm off. Her servos closed around mine, trying her best to pull my servos away from her helm but it did nothing. I open my optics back up, and I freeze. Pain gripped my frame, but when I tried to make a noise nothing came out but energon.


I didn't dare look down, feeling something lodged between my shoulder blades and protruding out my chassis. It was when I felt the spiked weapon being pulled out of my chassis is when I let out a loud gurgle of a scream. Energon dripped onto Cryogenic, her optics wide and alarmed. My strength drained from me like the energon from my chassis.


She pulled my servos away from my helm, pushing up and was able to shove me off her. No matter how I tried to stay on her she got me off, though she moved with me and kept me from falling roughly against the ground. I cough up more and more energon as I try to speak. "You shouldn't have been so cruel, sister." Cryogenic said.


I try to say something again, a nasty gurgling sound leaving my throat but no words. "Shh. Return to Primus, or fall to the Pit, in peace. I will miss you, but I don't think I can love you." Cryogenic said, her words wavering with sadness and the loss of her consciousness. My spark somehow hurt at hearing those words, though the feeling didn't stay long.


My optics strayed from hers and my vision flickered until everything was cut black and I couldn't feel pain anymore. But I was cold. Primus has not come to claim me. My last thoughts were lost to darkness.

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Cryogenic

I set my sister's helm against the ground, watching as her optics went offline with her spark. I sighed, though as soon as I looked up my vision wavered from being hit in the helm so many times. I heard fast steps head toward me, but stop as I heard the sounds of a ground bridge. "Good show, good show." The voice I hated the most. Guncraze.

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