Transformers One Shots {On Hold}

Speak Of The Devil

Speak Of The Devil (Cliffjumper x reader)

"COME ON ALREADY!" A young woman screamed as her car broke down on the desolate road. "No! Nononono! Come on..." Her once angry tone faded into a choking sob as she rested her forehead on the steering wheel in exhaustion. Tears streamed down the girls face as she sobbed, her mind giving up. Life had never been easy, never given slack on her leash, she couldn't take in anymore. "Why?..." she whispered to the heavens as her pain, sorrow, exhaustion, misery, and all other bottled up emotions fell on her shoulders. Atlas may have carried the sky on his shoulders, but she was only a human. Atlas was a Titan, he could never die! She on the other hand had been dying for years on end, watching silently as her life got worse and worse. She had tried to be religious and strong, yet she often found herself blaming God and falling apart. She couldn't even say that getting out of bed was a struggle, it's not like she slept. Life obviously hated her, she obviously wasn't surviving the rest of the war with herself, not when she had been losing countless battles. She had never marked her skin, she had never touched a drink, she never stole, lied, cheated, hell she had never even dated! What did she do to deserve the wrath of heaven and hell alike?

The woman walked through the desert with her head low, masking her tear streaked face. She had left her car to rust, not like she would ever need it again, only grabbing her journal as she left it. Her body shook madly as the temperature dropped even farther, following the sun. She stumbled over to a large rock and slid down it, ignoring the sharp rocks dig into her back as she curled up in a ball. She was ashamed of what she was doing, but she felt that is was the only end to her pain. She closed her eyes and let herself fall into a deep sleep. Death was her only way out. After all,

Everyone knows how cold the desert gets at night.

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"Hey! Squishy, you okay?"

"Hey!"

"Oh Primus... Hey human, are you okay?"

"Are you offlined.......?"

"Ooooooh Primus! Do I call Prime or something? 'Oh hey Prime, I found a dead human.' Yeah that's gonna go well."

"HUMAN!"

The woman shot up with an audible scream, cursing in many languages as she looked around frantically. Her words died in her throat as her eyes met the optics of a large creature standing less than a yard from her. It stood no less than 30 feet tall and had glowing blue eyes, she could make out its bright red color even in the faint light of dawn and could see the two horns on its head. "Huh, though you would look different." She said softly as she stared up at him. "You what?! Humans aren't supposed to know about us!" The voice was definitely make, but something felt out of place. He seemed....nice??? "Everyone know about the Devil." She replied as she tried to move, but couldn't. "The.... Hey! Did you just confuse me with the most evil thing in human history?!" His voice sound shocked at this. "Your not the Devil?!" She gasped "The red color and the horns really threw me off... wait! I'm alive?!" The large, robot?, seemed to recover first and transformed into a red car with a horn ornament on the hood that opened its door. "We need to talk."

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"So your a alien from another planet that decided to camouflage as a car until you defeat your enemies and restore your planet?" "So your a human who was purposely trying to freeze to death in a desert at night?" The two had told their stories and sat in silence as the mech drove. "My name is Y/n, I'm sorry for confusing you with the epitome of evil." Y/n Sadi softly as she looked at the radio. "It's fine. Ratchet would probably agree with you on that one. I'm Cliffjumper!" The car said with a tone she could only describe as guarded happiness. Cliffjumper slowed to a stop in a residential area and opened her door, gesturing her to get out. She sighed and stepped out carefully, turning back to the car to give a forlorn wave before turning to leave.

"Crap! My journal, Cliff has it!" The woman groaned as she remembered setting the book down in the center console of Cliffjumper's alt mode. She had written everything in there and it was important to her, now it's God knows where. "Hey, you forgot something." A deep voice called from behind her. She turned around to see a red car with a horned hood ornament behind her and a smile broke out on her face.

"Speak of the Devil."

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Short but sweet. Hey guys, Raven here! Sooooo, whatcha think?

I need requests!

Also, I dedicate this chapter to @BumbleBeeIsHappy who is an amazing writer and has a few transformers x reader books. Check her out guys!

Bye my fluffy little crows!

~Raven out.