Transformers Prime - Hazy

Jade

~General Narration: The twins~

    Jade and Blaze watched as the strands reached through the UP, showing for only a short distance. Their breath caught as the watched the silvery, thread-like lights shone in the peaceful dark, entering through one portal and exiting through another. The portals themselves were invisible, of course, but they knew where they were by instinct. The holes where the conscious world connected with the unconscious. But they would never be able to travel between as Angel did. As their mother sometimes did.

    Jade vented softly, turning back to her brother, trying to ignore the shimmer that had held their attention so effortlessly.

    Slowly, it faded, and a small ache formed in the young femme’s spark chamber. Those rare occasions where that light worked it’s way into their lives were the few occasions where the twins felt close to their mother when they had no real contact.

    Blaze placed a strong servo on his sister’s shoulder. He felt the loss, too. They’d lost their bodies, and that had formed a barrier so strong between them and their parents. It was hard enough when they were just sparklings and their parents had no idea their spirits lingered so close yet out of reach . . . but now? Now their parents didn’t even know who they were . . . it had taken it’s toll on them over time.

    Jade shook her helm lightly and brushed Blaze’s servo away, optics glued to the darkness beneath their peds.

Jade: “So we’re all clear on the plan?”

    Blaze nodded, knowing his twin felt pain at this, but she’d never allow him to comfort her.

Blaze: “We’re clear, Jade.”

~General Narration: Jasmine~

    Jasmine sat on the rooftop a while longer, the sky blackening, the rush of the city slowing to a quiet buzz. Finally, she gave in to her body, closing her eyes despite the ache and fear of loss she felt would hit when she let down her guard.

    She just couldn’t fight it anymore. Even if the loss came, she wanted that temporary bliss.

    The blow to her temple was the first thing she felt, and a shooting pain wracked her skull.

???: “HOW DARE YOU BLOCK ME! YOU ARE MINE! DON’T YOU EVER FORGET!”

    She blinked slowly, trying to regain herself, even trying to shake it off her skull like a discarded item from her hair, but it only made it worse. She waited, opening her eyes slowly, to see the man with the silver hair styled in odd haircut she’d never seen among modern men. It made her think of something more . . . primitive.

    She stammered slowly, trying to regain herself.

Jasmine: “I- . . . I don’t KNOW you . . . I swear . . . who are you . . . ?”

    His scowl turned into a smirk.

???: “You don’t really know me, do you . . . ?”

    She shook her head, much slower this time, careful of the ache in her head. His delight grew.

    He took her chin in his large hand. It was rough and merciless.

???: “I am your lover, Maiden . . . Jasmine . . . I apologize for my rudeness, but I tend to get . . . aggressive when you’re gone. Your contact calms me, nothing else. Just look at the wonders you do for me, now . . .”

    Her eyebrows stitched together slowly, staring at him in disbelief.

???: “Why do you run from me, Jasmine?”