My Love (Decepticon Scenarios) Vol. 2

Regret

Futility,

Uselessness,

Aimless,

Meaningless,

'You're a failure...'

Emptiness,

Hollowness,

'She's gone...'

'You could've protected her...'

Gap,

'...but you pushed her away'

Hole,

Vacuum,

Void,

Abyss...

'This is your fault. It always is.'

No light,

No flame,

No warmth,

No sun,

No glow,

No glimmer,

No hope,

'You deserve this, unlike she did.'

'You did this.'   

'This is your fault.'   

'YOUR fault!'

The mech jolted up from his nightamare-full recharge.

He was met with the ceiling staring down at him. Frowning, he looked around. For a moment, a brief moment,everything felt like a dream.

But when the emptiness of the room became apparent, he once again had to face the hard reality.

His (Y/N) was gone, and may never return to him.

Megatron

The bridge was quiet due to the lack of activity. Out of the many work stations along the sides of the room, all but four were unoccupied. Outside, the world was grey. The lack of skylight only added to the somber gloom that had overtaken the Decepticon ship. 

The halls were empty. The rooms were unkempt. There was no-one around. They were all out seeking resources. Energon, metallico, iron, steel– all for what they could only hope would be the Decepticons' biggest project yet.

Yet…

Their leader stood, cold eyes glaring at the clouds. He appreciated the silence. It was a good idea to send out all the troops on a milk run, for if he had to receive one more worried glance, or one more word of sympathy, or hear your name uttered one more time…

Megatron sighed.

He may as well quit his brooding and go spend some time with you.

Starscream

The seeker mumbled to himself as he threw yet another plush blanket into the almost completely full "box-of-things-he-didn't-have-to-see-ever-again".