A.... Pirate

Chatper 22

That was all a long time ago.. it's always a fun story to tell and get lost in.

Like the time Bumblebee was shocked to find out you have a golden denta.

Ah, good times.

Your love for your Prowler only grew as everyone prepared to give it there all to bring down Megatron.

You remember that quiet slow morning.

Waking up cuddled into that chassis enveloped in a blanket of warmth. The half-wake smooches shared between you and your mate.

It was a nice morning. A lovely morning, one you feel as though you took for granted now a'days.

There was three Omega Supremes. All under the control of the Decepticons. You had to help Prowl and Jazz on the ground.

You were tugged off to the side by the duo who said they were gonna go to the top of Sumdac Tower. You were to and distract the massive mechs yourself.

You had given Prowl a good luck peck on the derma....

The derma you would never kiss again..

You had only managed to get one of the bots to stumble, but completely got sling-shoted away since the fragger broke your grapple.

You remember an explosion then meeting up with everyone else.

Megatron had been defeated, and Ratchet had gotten Arcee back. But where was your Prowler?

You soon learned the spark shattering truth when Jazz scaled a pile of rubble carrying a familiar form.

You had scrambled to your pedes despite Acree's quiet protest and stumbled towards the white mech.

You remember the tremble in your voice..

Hearing your spark shatter when the truth settled onto your shoulder plates.

Prowl was offline.

Prowler was offline..

You had cried the loudest you had ever cried.

It hurt.

A lot.

But that means it truly meant something.

That didn't stop the painful burn in your chassis when you looked upon your offlined lovers faceplate, searching for the same calmness you had as a home in that visor.

That was many years ago now, and you're stronger now. A Prime in all actuality serving under Sentinel sadly, but you were a part of the elite guard.

You never took on another mate, your Prowler was too dear to your spark to forget. Though that didn't stop Sentinel from trying to woo you with displays of strength and... idiocy, to be honest, but you did enjoy the treats he gave you.

That brings you right about here. Where you lay, chassis rippling in spasms of pain digits twitching in pain over the wound.

Your vents burned as you coughed up a large flood of energon. So this was it, huh? Bleeding out in a dark ally alone and cold your saving grace right there, but you just couldn't find the will to call out for help.

You heard your hat transform a few feet from you. You smiled at the little pitter-patter of your birds tiny clawed pedes against the ground as he approached you.

"Ok?.." he chirped softly near your helm

You reached a servo up to stroke the side of his feathered helm with a digit.

"I've... I've gotta be honest wit'.. w-wit' ya wee buddy... 'tis.. its nah lookin' good.." you spoke breathily twitching in pain

"Help?.." you smiled at his concern

"Ahoy... ahoy, ye... ye can be free now... go fly wit' yer kind... instead... instead o' ole me..." you comforted

"Don't want fly free... fly with you.." this saddened you, you just couldn't stay with him, or made you want to cry

"I... I be... I be so sorry wee buddy... but... but 'tis th' end o' me tale.. we had a good'un.." you spoke sadly coughing up another flood of energon not having the strength to turn your helm to get it all out of your intake

"Why?.."

"Ahoy... why.. w-why don't ye... ye go find B-bumblebee... he could ... could use yer... y-yer heartie ship.." you coughed

"Okay... I find Bumblebee..." he chirped  taking off flying back through the window you were just shot through

You were left in a hazy silence a static filling your audios as you bleed out in this dirty broken ally. Sure enough the rest of your team ran to the window, seeing you though it was too late.

Your venting was drowned by the energon that filled your systems, the pain too great and fight too much..

It was time to surrender.

So that's what you did..

~

You shot straight up gripping your chassis shocked not feeling a spark beat.

You jerked your helm around seeing yourself in a shining silver field, similar to that of organic wheat.

You staggered to your pedes wide opticed and confused. Scared even.

"I see your looking as good as ever."

You jerked your helm around to the voice you missed so much. You started running to the mech whose lived in your dreams for oh so long.

"PROWLER!" You shouted in joy not even caring when you tripped in the plant life

You jumped into the mech you loved so much arms wrapping your legs around his waist and buried your faceplate into his neck. You clammed your optics shut  tears brimming in them.

"Prowler..."

"I've missed you too m'dear."