The Power Within - Transformers Prime (2)

Chapter Twenty-Four

Aren't you all proud of me? I've been on a roll -no pun intended ;)

No Episode

[Amanda]

  That night, Miko had passed out on the couch half way through the movie. It wasn't a boring movie, I mean it was The Incredibles, which was a childhood favorite. Still, she'd been exhausting herself trying to help Bulkhead, and she needed the night off. I was just glad to offer it. We went swimming as the sun set earlier, roasted some marshmallows, and grabbed all the junk food in the cabinets before starting the movie.

  I told Blair to shut down the mansion and started to doze off myself on the other couch in the theatre room (Miko had gotten slightly mad when I told her I had a theatre room, mostly because I had never mentioned it before). It wasn't that late, but truthfully, I was tired too. Those daily Tox-En treatments I did with Bulkhead took a lot out of me, and I needed to sleep off  the stress.

  Unfortunately, that thought made me wake up. I looked down at my hands, examining the fading blisters and new scars from the first time I took the Tox-En out of Bulkhead's body. The skin was rough, nothing like the soft hands I used to have, and looked worn. Ms. Darby had assured me that it would heal more over time, but I didn't think I'd ever get this image out of my head. Still, it didn't hurt as much as I thought. I mean, sure the Tox-En burned like hell, but the thought of bringing Bulkhead back to fighting capacity made it worth it, easing the pain enough to make it bearable. Burn creams helped too, though.

  Finally, my thoughts calmed down enough for me to start dozing off. But my mind wasn't at ease and nightmares plagued my sleep.

  "You blocked me." A chilling voice said, shock laced in their tone. "I can't believe a little insect like you blocked me. I do not know how, but you will not again, little goddess. Your patron has wronged me, and you will pay the price."

  Sharp knives glinted around me, and I found myself surrounded by them, unable to move. My heart pounded so hard that I swore I could hear it. The voice chuckled and one knife flew through the air, zipping right past my face. My cheek flared in pain and I felt blood drip, but couldn't move at all.

  "Or perhaps I will make your death slow and painful," The voice purred, clearly amused by my panic. "Maybe I will make you watch your friends perish before me."

  Suddenly Finn was standing in front of me, then Miko, then Jack, and finally Raf. They all had blank looks on their faces, their eyes with a milky white glaze over them, and they seemed to look right through me. I wanted to scream, wanted to yell at them to run, but it felt like my lungs were full of water and I could barely breathe, let alone call out to them.

  "Yes." The voice said. "I think this will do very well."

  The knives floating in the air whipped around, their tips pointed at my row of friends. Horror filled me as I knew what would happen next. My urge to scream got worse, but I simply couldn't. That's when the knives started raining down on them. They didn't move, didn't so much as flinch, their faces still blank as I fell to my knees, the only movement I made the entire time. Tears streamed down my face and I had to look away as they fell. Finn. Miko. Jack. Raf.

  "Very nice." The voice taunted. "Your pain and suffering is only the beginning, little goddess. I still have my grand finale."

  A sharp light blinded me momentarily, and when I could see again, my friends were gone. Instead, Optimus stood there, his arms and legs shackled and tied down, rendering him vulnerable to any attack. He was battered and battle worn, with energon trickling out of little wounds all over him, indicating that he lost the fight. His eyes locked on mine and I could see only disappointment.