"An injured animal is more dangerous than one that's healthy"
B-127 whined as more energon pooled from his intake, his servo weakly clutching up against it, as if it would stop the leak.
A pede pushed against his back strut and groaned out in pain, his pathetic cries ending up in static. A servo went to yank his sensitive sensory horns, and there was nothing he could do but cry out in pain.
All was but a blur wheen he heard those around him seem to laugh at his agony.
B-127 was terrified.
He just wants all of this to stop.
...
Please just stop i'm scared-
Please just stop i'm scared-
Please just stop i'm scared-
Please just stop i'm scared-
Please just stop i'm scared--
Please just stop i'm scared-
PLEASE STOP!
...
It happened all too fast-
When did he activate his knife hands?
Why is there so much energon?
Why is he covered in energon?
Why is there so much bodies?
Why is there so much fire?
Why is there so much explosions?
Why is he crying so much?
Why is he so terrified?
Why-
...
Why isn't he talking?
