"It just hurts..."
"What does?"
"Giving your heart to someone and watching them choose someone else."
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Crouching, I scratch my mask as I watch the scene in front of me.
A seeker.
Ordering drones.
As of he is superior in some way.
Ha.
Like he never left somebot to die.
Guess what Screamy?
I didn't.
I survived.
And you better watch out.
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"Come on, you worthless drones! Work already!"
Kneeling, I lower my optics to my weapon. A 'bow' as the inhabitants of the world would call it.
Loaded with the arrow that would end my suffering.
Picking it up, it feels weightless in my servos, as if I am only carrying air. Pulling it back, I peer through the sight, mask un-showing of my turmoil.
He had forced me to get this mask. When he had left me, I was beaten, tortured. There were always the seekers in Vos that never got a say, or enough credits.
They took that out on me.
Over and over again.
Who cared if their highest ranked femme was killed?
Cybertron was falling.
Nothing mattered.
Faceplate scarred and wounded behind the mask, I shutter my optic, only one remaining functional.
Taking a deep vent, I pull back even further, tilting the bow slightly, accommodating for the distance and wind.
Nothing matters
Digits uncurling from the arrow, it cuts through the air before making a sickening sound as it meets its target.
Lowering the bow, I grab my last few arrows, daintily dropping down from a large crevice.
Walking towards his frame, I watch as the drones stand still, glancing towards one another, questioning themselves.
Kneeling beside him, I almost smile as I see my arrow has snugly placed itself inside its victim.
Directly inside his spark, he struggles for life, twitching as his red optics widen at me.
Unclamping the back of my mask, I take it off, the light blinding my optic for a small moment.
The last thing you shall see,
Shall be me.
My faceplate, staring down at yours
As you die on the ground.
It seems my wish from long ago has been granted. Finally completed.
Watching as his optics widen, I feel what he feels.
Agony.
Surprise.
Hurt.
Anguish.
Regret.
Hm.
I suppose you could have felt regret sooner.
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