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Dealing With The Aftermath (2)

(Requested By NoNameChanTG)

It had been three days since Jetstorm's death and Jetfire had not left his room. He wouldn't speak to anyone, he wouldn't look at anyone. No one could get through to him. The strike team couldn't find Jetstorm's body but they did find his visor, it had landed on a asteroid after after the blast. It had been delivered to the Elite Guard but no one has given it to Jetfire.

Jazz knew he had to give Jetfire his brother's visor. So he approached Jetfire's door and knocked.

No answer...

He couldn't stand it, he knew that Jetfire was depressed but he couldn't stay in his room forever.

He slowly pushed the door open. Jetfire was lying on his berth playing with his flamethrowers, shooting flames towards the ceiling. Making sure it went out before the impact. Jazz looked over beside him, he could see Jetstorm's empty berth. It felt wierd not seeing him in it. Those two were always together, but now it'll never happen again, not until Jetfire joins him in the well of Allsparks.

He sat down on the edge of Jetfire's berth and the young bot acted as if he didn't notice him as he just continued what he was doing.

"Jetfire, listen, I know you're upset and I know this is hard but you need to come out," Jazz explained.

Jetfire stopped, then allowed his arms to fall either side of him. Words escaped his mouth. "Are they finding him yet?"

"I'm sorry, Jetfire, but the strike team didn't find his body. But they did find this..."

He held out Jetstorm's visor. It shimmered in Jetfire's optics as he sat up. He slowly lifted it out of Jazz's servos. It felt comforting, but then he realised something.

"This is being my fault," he whimpered as he held the visor close to his spark chamber.

"How?"

"He was wanting to double up to fight together, but I was thinking it would be better for us to fight alone. If I had been agreeing, then maybe he would not have been shot," Jetfire lowered his head to his arms. Then allowed a few tears to fall.

Jazz felt sympathy for the young jet. He slowly climbed closer to him and rested his arms on his shoulders.

"It isn't your fault, Jetstorm died during battle. That's the most honourable way to die. His death was an act of bravery and love. You should be proud of the brother you once had."

Jetfire looked up at Jazz, and smiled sadly. Then he stood up for the first time and approached his mirror.

He looked down at the visor he was holding. He then slowly lifted it towards his faceplate. Jazz watched as he did this, it didn't surprise him.

He placed the visor on his face then stared at himself in the mirror.

"I am wanting for my brother to still be a part of me," Jetfire said as he admired his brother's visor.

Jetfire was still saddened by his brother's death, but he felt better knowing that he died out of love. Jetfire began talking to his team and working for the Elite Guard again.

All while wearing his brother's visor.

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Sorry it's short!

I know what you're all thinking. "Is this the end?" No it's not. I am going to write one more chapter within the next few days to conclude this one-shot, (even though it's not much of a one shot as there are three chapters) and I will work on my next request.

Thank you to all those who have requested and don't forget that you still can by commenting on the first page or by following the steps in the description.

Starburst out.