《(Old) The Time of Night is Midnight》Chapter 28
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My wings pump as hard as they could to get away from the twins and the bond pulling hard to get me back. All of my willpower is being used to keep myself from falling out of the air and my wings from faltering. A crash from this height would most definitely hurt and ground me until my body is fully healed.
Tears are streaming down my face and are being wiped off by the wind. My clawed hands wanted to rip at my heart from the extreme pain it is emitting. I wanted so badly to turn around and go back to them. To snuggle deep in one of their neck cables and be without a living moment without pain, that doesn't work well for me.
With the cover of darkness around me, it didn't make sense on why my vision was darkening. Slowing down greatly and hovering in mid-air, I scan around the surrounding area to make it wasn't a figment of my imagination. It wasn't going away and what freaked out me even more, a sudden drowsy feeling rushed through my body.
Realizing that it wasn't going to go away and will drag me into the darkness, I dive almost straight towards the ground to reach it quicker. I was about sixteen thousand feet in the air and it took about thirty-one seconds to reach the ground. My wings level out my body and slow it down for me to land.
It was in time for my landing; the darkness fully took my vision and drew me back to a place that I dreaded. The same two orbs still connected to my chest with string thicker than before, meaning our connection it getting stronger. They swirled closer to me and attempted to make me snuggle with them.
Not liking what they are doing and wanting to get away from them, I use my talons to tear through the string. It didn't work as attended; my talons didn't even make a scratch or tear on the string. They should have with how sharp and dangerous they are; I have to be careful not to cut a hole in my clothes.
All of a sudden, purple strings appeared out of nowhere and grabbed all of my limbs (including my wings and neck). They pull me back away from the orbs and hold me there tightly, not giving me any opportunities to move an inch. One was daring enough to slither up my leg like a snake and getting to close for comfort to my private area.
Hissing out a warning for it to back off, I struggle against my restraints, even more, when it continued its way upwards. A few seconds passed, a purple orb appeared out of thin air and floated in front of me. The same string like Primus' levitated from the orb and connected to my chest, alongside with Sides and Sunny orbs.
The string connected me physically and mentally with the new being, mostly another god of theirs. This orb felt sinister and full of horrible vibe to, it made my body buzz with the note of its dangerous tone. "You should be scared human. You have not listened to my brother, causing yourself to get in trouble with me. I am Unicron, destroyer of worlds," he spoke with his voice sounding guttural and orotund, he wanted to make his voice rung inside of my head.
My eyes watched as a large form, larger then Optimus by fifteen to twenty feet, beginning to take shape in front of me. His frame seemed to be made of earth rock and all of the edges are pointy; most likely sharp and able to draw blood. The rock is varying in different colors of brown and a little bit of gray along his torso
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His frame is well built as if he trained every day and ate well. On both, his head and shoulders are these long, sharp horns pointing up to the sky. His back has these strange spider looking limbs and it took me a moment to realize those are wings without feathers or membrane-like mine.
He still held the purple hue around himself as he took a solid form and placed one of his sharp digits underneath my chin. He makes me gaze up his fit frame to his beautiful purple optics. Even if the guy is the destroyer of worlds, his optics are a beautiful shade of purple.
"If you won't follow his rules when he asks nicely, I'll have to show you that you don't have a choice with me. I'm the meaner, more forward brother. Your life for the ending of this pointless war is nothing. I would kill every human being on your planet just so the Cybertronians could thrive again," he declared while digging his sharp digit into my chin, not enough to draw blood but to tell me he is in charge.
His next move surprised me; more purple tendrils appeared and grabbed at the other orbs on each side of me. The frames of Sunstreaker and Sideswipe flashed a couple of times like lightning when they were snatched. After a few times of their form flashing, they turned solid and were being held in the same way as me.
Both of the twins are spitting curses at them in their native language while attempting to break free from the restraints. Of course, they fail; they would never be able to beat a god of their own race. They stop to notice my body next to them and shock is written all over their faces at the sight of me and the string connecting us together.
Sideswipe was the first to speak up after a couple of seconds. "Night, what are you doing here? What is here? Are you okay? Where are you?" he shoots off first and attempts to move closer to me yet the tendrils hold him back.
Turning my gaze away from him and up to the large giant in front of me, I snarl and lift my upper lip to show off my venom shooting canines. "Why did you bring them here? What is the purpose of your game and my as a pawn?" I questioned with a hiss to my words and ignoring the other questions thrown at me by Sides.
Unicron sets a hardened glare at me forming a frown on his lips. "You need to learn a lesson and listen to gods who could easily flick you like a bug," he answered and leaned down to put his face closer to mine. "I will tell you this once: turn back now and return to the Autobots base or there will be consequences for your actions. If you continue your path, it will change the timeline in a different, more chaos filled timeline. Lives of others will be killed because of it."
Anger poured in my veins at him thinking he could use me as a pawn. "I'M NOT A PAWN IN YOUR GAME!" I bellowed at the top of my lungs while struggling more against the restraints. It pays off; I break through the restraints and something of a miracle happened, I was brought back to the real world.
The sun shone brightly overhead and clouds spotted the sky above me. A small breeze blew my hair around a tiny bit as I continue to lie on the cold, bare land. The dull ache of where the tendrils holding me in place back in the weird dream realm (I would take realm any day over the nightmare realm of when sleep takes me) could be felt in the real world.
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My chest begins to fill with the normal pain of me being gone from the twins. A cry escapes my mouth and my back arches while my claws wanted so badly to rip at my chest once more. I force myself to stop from causing any more injuries to me.
After some time of it only getting worse, I use whatever strength is left to get up. My feet began to walk in the direction of the south as my wings drag limply behind me. Hopefully, the distance can break it because if it can't, I will be in trouble until they can find me.
About a day later of walking, my body was too exhausted to go on any further and dropped on the spot. Darkness was forming in my vision and there wasn't anything that could be done to stop it. A few seconds later, I was drawn into a nightmare/flashback. Most of these are flashbacks and haunt my dreams every time my body needs rest.
"I know honey; I'm going to miss you too. If you ever need my help, go south where the birds fly. I love you, daughter of mine," my father kissed my head and hugged me for the last time in a while. My mother roughly pulled me away from him and literally dragged me over to the car.
My mother had won custody of me while my father gained custody of my brother. I had already said my goodbyes to my older brother by five years, Jeremy, and waved to my father. Rue forced me onto the booster seat in the back of her crappy car where all of my stuff is.
When they both split, money was shared between the two and sadly both don't have the greatest of jobs. Mother worked as a waitress, working six out of seven of the days in the week and only earning eleven dollars and some on cents an hour. It wasn't that much back in two-thousand and six.
Father worked for construction for five out of the seven of the week and getting a lot of hours to pull enough money alone now with Jeremy. His earnings are bigger then mothers, fourteen dollars an hour, but nearly making a hundred dollars less than her.
She enters the driver side of the vehicle and starts it after closing her door. Without saying goodbye or even waving to her other child who standing next to Zayden, she leaves with me in the car. She is bringing me to her new place far from our old home in Wasco, California and she has yet to disclose on where we are going.
Farmland of different plants being grown for food whizzed by while she drives on Central Valley Highway. We pass quickly through cities and she is most definitely speeding over the speed limit to get to our designation. It was surprising she didn't get pulled over by a cop by the way she is driving.
Along the way, tiredness was growing and sleep finally took me.
"Wake up you bag of filth, we're here," Mother ordered as she shut off the car. Stretching out my limbs and groaning, I unbuckle myself and open the door without looking out the window. But when my eyes made contact with what is in front of us, confusion was written all over my face.
A large compound made of concrete bricks and the color of a dreading dark grey stood in front of me. It is huge with it being at least a hundred feet tall, giving it a threatening vibe to it, and around three hundred feet wide. A prison style fence surrounded the place, making sure to keep whatever that is within its walls in.
Soldiers stood at a pair of double doors, guarding against any intruders except us. They did smile or even look at me when I waved happily like a seven-year-old should, my hand went back to my side without saying a word.
Turning back around and hopping in the car to grab my stuff, I jump out and follow Mother into the frightening building. The doors clicked behind us, signaling we have been locked in and I wished, oh-so I wished I had turned tail and run as far as my little feet could carry me...
The beast has me in her claws.
"-not dead!" A smooth, thick voice pointed out the obvious. Not knowing whether or not this person is dangerous or with companions, I shoot up faster than a bullet and snarl deeply in my throat. It was surprised me on who is standing in front of me.
It wasn't any Autobot known to me and its red optics told me he isn't an Autobot but a Con. What freaked me out more was he had three companions, one that was bulky like Ironhide with more muscle to himself with his optics neither blue nor red; they were neon yellow. The other one was like Prowl yet he seemed much younger like Bumblebee with blood red optics.
The first Con was a blood red much like his optics. What caught my eye first were the grey sharp digits on his servos, he could do serious damage if he wanted to with those. He held his frame in a sassy way and kept his distance from me, giving me the idea he doesn't like humans or anything on the lines of them.
Sassy Red took a step forward and kneeled down on the sandy grounds below all of us. "What are you? And why do you emit a Cybertronian signal?" he questioned with his voice sounding the same as the first I heard upon waking up. Not liking his questions being so forward, I attempt to take off in the air to get away from all three of the Cons. It doesn't work as well as planned.
My body was finally reacting to the bond being stretched over hundreds of miles away and it fell it the ground in a heap. My fist goes to my chest and wanted to rip at it but I stop myself. I lay there until the optics of the Cons as they watch me wither in pain.
Copper becomes daring and also knees down next to me. "You alright?" his questions while gently poking my side. Not liking him touching me, I stand up wobbly and slashing at his digit. He moves it away from my reach and glances up to his buddies (Sassy Red stood back up while I was down for the count).
"Don't touch me you Con," my voice was slurred as if I was drunk and sure looked like it, it hard to keep my balance. A smirk grew on Sassy Red at my words and he smacks Bulky Bull next to him while saying something my ears couldn't pick up. Copper slightly jerked his helm back in surprise but in return let a smirk be placed on his lips.
"If I wanted to, I could easily squish you. You're a pathetic human being on this mudball planet," Copper growled and pushed his digit against me, making me fall back down to the ground.
Standing up once more with my legs wobbling, I point an accusing finger at him. "And if I wanted to, I could melt your frames together in a big pile of scrap metal," I hiss lowly and attempting to keep my voice as steady as possible.
Before this could escalate, Bulky Bull intervenes. "Barricade, we need to get going. The others are going to notice were aren't at our stations and get suspicious," Bulky comments to the newly named Barricade. Said bots huffs and rises off the ground.
All three transform into their vehicle forms and get ready to take off. Barricade opens his passenger door to invite me in. "You have spunk and you would be a good addition to our group. If you want to stay here then do so; if not, come with us." And that's how another journey arises for me to take and I do so, to get as far away as possible.
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