soon...

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  1. JackKnife

    JackKnife Well-Known Member

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    You hear it...


    the beating, the constant beating...

    You can't tell if it's coming from you, or in the distance...

    hand's tembling;

    mouth's dry.

    you feel pressure in your head; it feels like it's in a hydraulic press

    squeezing... crushing... grinding...

    you try to focus, but your head's pounding too hard.

    you want to scream, but you dare not;

    it'd give you away.

    You try to hold your weapon; it rattles loosely in your hand...

    if you could, you'd drop it and run

    but there's nowhere to run to...




    Soon.




    You look around

    everyone has the same look on their face

    tired.

    angry.

    scared.

    not in any particular order; all of them at once

    you feel a hand on your shoulder

    it's your friend.

    he gives you a weak smile,

    but you see it in his eyes:

    he feels the same way.

    he then looks to the distance

    both of you know what's coming.

    there's no turning back now





    Then you hear it:





    a roar.

    the roar of hundreds of voices.

    like the heavens ripped open

    then the thunderous rumbling

    A shout goes up from your side

    a roar returns

    you don't even remember getting up; you just follow your friend.

    running

    as fast as you can.

    you get thrown to the ground

    the wind knocked out of you.

    you look for your friend, and you find him.

    his oil's all over you.

    You pick up what's left; his eyes dim, his body shattered

    you can't even understand what he's trying to say

    but he hands you his weapon.

    that's the last thing you see before the next blast.





    fog. smoke.




    you try to get up, but you can't.

    your legs are shattered

    you try, but they spark.

    they won't hold you.

    you try dragging yourself, but you're too weak.

    you taste oil in your mouth; It's your own.

    you look around, all you see is hell...


    broken bodies.


    shattered people.


    death.


    then you rise to your feet

    not by your own power;

    but that of a cold, black metallic hand.

    you look up into a pair of red eyes

    "Pathetic..." the owner of those eyes says with disgust.

    you know these eyes, that voice

    and if it wasn't for the numbness

    you would scream in terror.

    As you look into the instrument of your own demise

    only one word escapes you weary lips, your broken jaw;



    Megatron.

    then, all goes white.


    then black.
     
  2. Ripclaw

    Ripclaw DementedDino1

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    whoa

    that is deep

    <.<

    i think i got scared there at the end of that
     
  3. Nachtsider

    Nachtsider Banned

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    Jesus. This is one of the few fanfics that managed to genuinely send a shiver down my spine. :eek: 
     

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