WildStyle (New Spark Trilogy)

A thousand years

~heart beats fast

colors and promises~

Her breaths were hard against the cold air as she traveled through the knee deep snow. Her metal legs were barely stable but she had to keep going. Traveling to the nearby cabin she was temporarily living in.

Cold sweat dripped down her pale skin. Her golden eyes glowing brightly. WildStyle felt too light headed to go on. But she continued trudging through the cold hard snow.

Finally, she gets to the cottage. It's warmth already reaching her. WildStyle enters the cottage and nearly falls into the cottage. Landing on the soft bear rug. Trying to warm her body up, wondering how the hell cybertronians were able to handle such cold.

She sits up and slowly crawls to the couch. Stripping off her snow covered clothes and only wearing her slightly soaked undergarments. WildStyle moans loudly and falls on the couch. Taking in big deep breaths.

~How to be brave

how can I love when I'm afraid to fall

Watching you stand alone.

All of my doubts suddenly goes away somehow.~

WildStyle ran her fingers down her skin. Trying to warm up her cold flesh. She wished that Smokescreen was the one who was doing this. Wanting to feel his servos run down her body and shower her with love.

Tears ran ran down her eyes as she thought of Smokescreen. She couldn't return to him while she hasn't mastered the dark powers that was taking control over her. But every night she dreams of Smokescreen. Wishing she could feel him against her.

~I have died, every day, waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid, I have loved you

for a thousand years....~

Wildstyle grabs the blanket that laid on the chair and wrapped it around her. Beginning to feel warmth again.

Closing her eyes, beginning to think the times with everyone. It has been a month she has been gone. And she misses everyone dearly. Especially Miko and Smokescreen.

"I promise, I'll return."