Twilight's Enforcer

Prowl meet Twilight

Hiya mechs and femmes! I'm back with a new update for TE! I plan to update most of my other stories soon and if I can't you can certainly expect me to do so on Turkey Break. Any way back to the story!

For a long time we both just stared at each other. Both of us with a look of shock and confusion until Jazz broke out into a grin and sauntered up to me. No doubt very pleased that he was taller than someone that wasn't a minibot.

"Da All-spark, huh? Ya think it'll make meh taller?" Jazz asked with half a grin because he was actually serious.

"I don't know. I didn't know that it had done this to me until a few moments ago." I answered in confusion. I cocked my helm to the side as I looked at him and then back down at my new servos that I had been staring at before I began to stare at my...I know not exactly what to call him. My audios flicked back and forth as Jazz began to laugh and pat my helm.

"Dang femme, yah are jus' like Prowler, Twiler!" I scowled at my new nick name, secretly enjoying the ability to do so. But he seemed not to notice, he just continued with his small rant. "Ah need ta get yah on da fun side of Cybertron fast or ya gonna be ah stick in da tar like Prowler."

"For one his designation is not Prowler, nor is mine is Twiler. And such a nick name makes no sense whatso ever. And second...why do I need to see this 'fun side of Cybertron.' and what is a stick doing in tar in the first place?" Jazz stared at me for a few more breems then he burst out in a full blown laugh that made me pin back and hiss at the sheer volume. After he finished laughing and his cooling vents spinned faster to cool his overheating frame he then grabbed my upper arm and started dragging me out of the gardens.

"Wait, where are we going?"

"Ah'll tell ya 'ater femme. Time ta show yah da high life of a Cybertronian!"

Why am I both scared and excited for this?

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It has been decacycles since then. And I have been exposed to another type of Cybertron that I am unsure I wanted to know about. I guess in a way it was 'fun', but Jazz was the real one who seemed to enjoy it. I preferred when he left me in his housing unit and I could read all the datas I wanted. I also got introduced to his 'music' preferences. Though I would listen to classical music with its calming sounds rather than that stuff the visor-ed mech likes so much that I'm sure is trying to make me go deaf.

In return he bought me an instrument of some kind I believe he called it a cyber lyre. And he gave me enough credits to get me lessons, and I actually love it enough to make it a bit of my secret hobby. He also told me all about Cybertron that I did not already know about from what I knew myself or what I learned from being with Prowl.

Prowl.

I miss the mech so much. His calming voice and the side of him that only I have ever seen, not even Jazz or Barricade has seen, to which I feel honored to so much. I can only hope he does not miss me too much. Then again, from Jazz has told me he does miss me, and very much so actually.

He has all of the Praxus Enforcer station looking for me and even when the logical deadline for finding a pet passed he did not give up. it both warmed my spark and broke it a bit, when I found out he cared so much about me.

But of course, my time with Jazz wasn't all mental learning and peace.

I'm not sure how nor do I think I wanna know why but Jazz somehow created a file for my Cybertronian self. Apparently I am Twilightdancer and I am from the same city as Jazz and after the murder of my family unit and guardians I was left to Jazz since he was a close family friend even though I was of age to live on my own I was placed into the Enforcer caste and Jazz was going to be my trainer until I was going to be placed here in Praxus as an Underground agent to spy on the under belly. He trained me in weapons and servo to servo combat, and besides my claws I apparently had a very large hammer, dual blaster pistols, and a staff. Seems that I was more for close quarters despite my small size.