Transformers Prime: The Calm before the Storm

Chp 21: Realizing the frustration of delusion

"Disappearing somewhere, by your side, all alone..."

It was so dark...so immense...it felt as if it went on forever...

After all that Starscream once again knocked him down, not even at his lowest was he safe from that Seeker. In the end Starscream had already knocked him down repeatedly during these past months and he wasn't even physically there.

These hands...

These servos of his, worn down by the scorches of time. He looked upon his servos, remembering the destruction they caused, the lives they took. And soon they might be cradling a precious fragile life.

That dim light of hope...

"Why did you say might?"

Megatron looked from his servo, a small youngling, a seeker stands before him. She was mostly silver, hints of red on her wings. There was a certain light surrounding her.

"Who are you?" Confusion laced on his face as he looked at the small femme before him. Why was she here of all places?

"You didn't answer my question though." She added a giggle with a tilt of her helm, smiling brightly up at him. "I'll tell you who I am if you answer it."

"I said might because I feel as if my sparkling didn't survive..." Those last two words where more difficult to say than he had imagined. He had made the decision to keep the sparkling and that meant protecting it.

"But you don't know if it didn't survive. So there might still be hope? Right?" Smile not fading, her posture straightened, wings tipped high.

Hope. That word had gotten him nowhere in life. Megatron did not hope for things he reached out and took them with all his might. But just as that night as a captive of MECH, this wasn't just him, it was someone else's life that depended solely on him. Was this all he could do now? Hope for the best and wait for a miracle to rain from the sky?

A small squeeze to his digit reminded him he had company in the darkness. Big bright red optics looked up to him, smile still there.

"It's almost time for you to go." A tug on his digit felt like a motion for him to walk with her.

"Go where? And you still haven't told me who you are?" He complied with her wishes to walk noticing the light surrounding her was slowly disappearing.

Her wings were slightly lowered, her surrounding light steadily dimming as they walked. She looked as if she was fading.

Fading into nothing, do not forget me...

She stopped abruptly, grip on his digit tightening, wings lower than before. She wasn't faced towards him, all he could see was her back. He was tempted to try to comfort her somehow, someway. His servo not held by her hand reached out for her shoulder. Until he noticed her lower torso was fading into smaller lights, flying off into the darkness.

She turned towards him, tears heavily streaming down her face, smile still present. She was slowly disappearing, half of her body already gone. What was left of her right servo reached for his outreached one holding it tightly.

He gripped her small servo in his. "It's going to be okay." He watched as she was slipping away, not sure why he said it but when her smile widened it didn't really matter.

"I wish I could have talked with you more..." Her tears also faded into small lights. "I'm Twilight by the way."

She was gone now. Lost into the depths of the darkness. The remnants of her seeping through his digits, he watched as every light floated away. "Twilight..."