That moment when everything you knew shatters in an instant. The light is snuffed out, your heart sinks in the abyss of despair, and you feel lost. Your own spark is ringing in your ears so loud that you can't even hear yourself scream. It hurts so much. Watching as that dark spear penetrates her back, cutting through the protective layer of magic, right in between her wings, through her spine strut, out through the center of her chassis. A moment stretching out eternity, for only a second.
Like a bird shot down from the sky, greedy hands reaching to rip those pure white wings. Like a star falling, burning away like it never existed.
I sit there in disbelief. Optics not leaving Prowl's face and frame falling down. Down, down, down with my own hope and memories together.
Magical Girls the saviors of happiness and joy. But I feel no joy or happiness, nor a will to go on, how can anyone go on seeing their mentor murdered in front of their own optics? Prowl, my mentor, my friend, was the best and most praised and just another girl, like me. Our destiny is to fight the darkness, but I'm scared. I'm scared, I'm just a little girl. I'm not Prowl! My pedes are already moving towards the place where she crashed. I can't think, can't process, other normal mechs run past me, but it's a blur.
Monsters, screaming, blood, ruin. How did one perfect day turn into a nightmare?
I can see her now, laying in a pool of energon, next to that demon! I can feel my own horror become overshadowed by rage. That blue visor meets my gaze, having the arrogance to look guilty. It stands up and it opens its dermas to speak. A magical girl shouldn't act on rage, but I don't care.
“Get away from her!”
I can hear my own voice but the rage in my voice is something I've never heard. I race towards it, striking it across the face sending it flying backwards. Thinking of that, it probably let me strike it. I knelt down hearing Prowl's vents become quiet, her spark fading from this life. It was too early for this, there was still so much to learn. Who else would put up with my talking but Prowl?
“Prowl… Prowl please… I'm not ready.” I murmured, grabbing Prowl's cold servo.
“Bluestreak? Bluestreak listen… take the ultimate charm…” Prowl whispered with the last of her moments, plucking the charm from her broach. The magic disappeared into lights that faded away as she handed it off towards me in the center of her palm.
“No! I'm not ready. I can't…” I argued back and pushed back.
“Ahah… Bluestreak… you'll be fine… remember… no one is… perfect… just… just do your best…” Prowl responded weakly, frame graying, the last light of her eyes flickering away. I caught her hand servo with the charm. That last smile she gave me broke me even more. Knowing I would never see it again or feel the assurance of her words.
“Prowl…”
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“That's it?” Sideswipe asked from his sitting place, “What happened after that?”
Bluestreak glanced up at Sideswipe. What happened?
“It's obvious, Sideswipe, her home got overrun by the darkness. She fled here.” Sunstreaker cut in, Bluestreak nodded, it was true. It was too much. She fled like a coward.
“Hey. It's okay, sometimes you gotta run.” Sideswipe chirped with a friendly smile. Bluestreak smiled back but couldn't hold back her laughter. Her frame shook from her laughter.
“What?” Sideswipe asked and Sunstreaker shrugged. Bluestreak slowly stopped laughing.
“But you two never run from a battle though. Even when you should.” Bluestreak commented.
“Yeah.” Both Sideswipe and Sunstreaker chirped not even trying denying it.
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First time meeting:
Bluestreak: Who are you?
Sideswipe: We are Magical Boys, obviously.
Bluestreak: You mean Magical Girls?
Sunstreaker: No, we meant what we said.
Bluestreak: What? But you're wearing skirts.
Sunstreaker: So are you.
Sideswipe: I think this Magical Boy is confused.
Bluestreak: I'm a magical girl!
(It's like a combination of Pretty Cure and Madoka Magica. Also killing off Prowl and giving Bluestreak trauma with the Matrix Charm. Both girl and boy magical people wear skirts because they are mechs. Bluestreak's home is a magical girl place, but Sunstreaker's and Sideswipe's home is a magical boy place. They often confused the boy and girl thing. Thank you @pastelschok and @khryovroom for this ideal and AU.)
(These are the songs that I listened to when I was writing this.)
If you build a scarecrow and enchant it to scare birds away that's also an anthroid / android / gynoid / androgynoid / vexoid.
[ID: A five panel comic of a scarecrow.
The first shows the scarecrow looking forward at the camera with a smile. It is made up of two long poles in a cross shape, with a large shirt and a hat tilted back.
The next shows the scarecrow with a small exclamation mark next to its head as it looks over at the bird that is landing on its arm.
The bird is still in the middle of landing when the scarecrow says, "Boo" while the bird looks over at it in shock.
The scarecrow then watches the bird fly away with a smile.
Then it closes its eyes, pleased with itself, with an arrow pointed at it that reads, "Getting a good grade in bird-scaring away". End ID.]
“Bluestreak!” Sunstreaker screamed, punching through another demon and another one. Sideswipe casted his wide field magic, jumping up; red blades flew across the field through the enemies’ pelvis but they kept coming, like waves crashing against rocks eroding away their defense. Sunstreaker glanced over at his brother as he landed on the ground and pushed off and landed a blow. Sending the first line back and going poof. Sunstreaker moved his worried gaze to Bluestreak rushing up the hill. In his servo he clutched the Matrix Charm next to his chassis. It was their only hope of defeating this overwhelming horde of darkness.
“Sunny!” Sideswipe yelled out, Sunstreaker twisted around and blocked the incoming attack.
Bluestreak got to the top of the hill and skidded to a stop. There was no more time to waste, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were being pushed back looking tired and worn. But they kept fighting on. Bluestreak nodded to himself. He had accepted becoming a Magical Boy to fit in. So he couldn't let them down, he wouldn't let his friends down.
“Matrix Charm Actionner!” Bluestreak's voice rang out over the battle, a light beaming bright like a star, lit up all the enemies. The crescent moon broach lit up, light pouring out of the Matrix Charm into Bluestreak's broach. He was lifted up, a comforting warm spread and he closed his eyes. A pale pink-white light began surrounding his forehelm crest, growing bigger and curved then blinked away to reveal the new crescent red forehelm crest. Bluestreak smiled. The finishing touch of a gem pink heart landed, the sound echoing like a crystal singing. His skirt glowed bright and grew out behind him and the light blinked away. His simple small wings grew out and magnificent and surrounded him, he pushed out, spreading the wings out and open with a mighty whoosh.
“Okay, that's hot.” Sideswipe chirped as the blinding light subsided to reveal the new Bluestreak. Sunstreaker nudged Sideswipe in the side with a glare on his face but nodded in agreement watching.
Pink petals danced around Bluestreak adding details as they went; little wings appeared at the side of his audials, making a plinging sound. Bluestreak tossed his helm back. The petals concentrated together, light shining out and formed a branch shaped bow with a crescent moon and a pink rose. Bluestreak came down and felt the grass on his pedes as he landed back to the ground. His optics flickered open. Sunstreaker's and Sideswipe's faces were covered in awe from the transformation.
(Sorry I just really wanted to write the transformation.)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Brainstorm/Quark
Characters: Brainstorm (Transformers), Kyubey, Quark (Transformers)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Magical Girls, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Not Canon Compliant, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Puella Magi Madoka Magica References, Kyubey is Awful, well it's not really Kyubey but still, Quark is mentionned
Summary:
Brainstorm couldn’t properly remember a time where the minuscule, cat-like aliens hadn’t been stalking him. There was always one somewhere, lurking in the shadows with their piercing red gaze pressuring him into contracting a wish in one way or another.
An alternate universe in which time travel is an impossible science and Brainstorm ends up being hunted by incubators instead of successfully creating his briefcase.
I’ve been thinking about this AU inspired by @tailgato fanart of Brainstorm as Homura for a while (*cough* years) now and finally decided to write it out! (*´∀`*)
I've had this in my head for weeks. It took about a full month to sketch and ink because I had other priorities, but now it's done!
I imagine Chromia being the strong, tomboy-like best friend of Nautica, who's more of a reserved scientific nerd lady. They could kick ass if they teamed up and shared they knowledge with each other!
