Blurrs of color streak across the sky and many cybertronians scream out in pain as they're bombed. The lines between good and bad are blurred and all that remains is a grey area in the morals of every bot now. The war reached the city of Vos and the number of true Vosnians are so small you could count them on both servos. Young, old, no one was spared in the attack. Those who survived the attack were changed forever.
The sound of six different pairs of thrusters fill the crumbling tower that once housed many seekers. The sound cuts out and six pairs of peds walk into the somewhat destroyed apartment. The six cybertronians plop down onto the ruined couch and chairs in exhaustion.
"My jet pack's calibrations have felt off this time. Can you check it out?" A light but tired feminine voice asks with a tint of an accent. A grunt is heard from one of the others as the one with jet pack tosses it to the responder. "Carrier I'm tired can you sing me to sleep?" A young voice easily identifiable to be a mechling asks. The sound of a vocal processor resetting fills the room.
"Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma & Pa
Not the way that I do love you
Holy Moley, Me-oh-My, you're the apple of my eye
Girl, I've never loved one like you
Man, oh man, you're my best friend,
I scream it to the nothingness
There ain't nothin' that I need
Well, hot & heavy, pumpkin pie,
chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
There ain't nothin' please me more than you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I'm with you
La la la la, take me Home
Mama, I'm coming Home
I'll follow you into the park,
through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I've never loved one like you
Moats & boats & waterfalls,
alley ways & pay phone calls
I've been everywhere with you
That's true
We laugh until we think we'll die,
barefoot on a summer night
Never could be sweeter than with you.
And in the streets we're running free,
like i's only you and me
Geez, you're somethin' to see.
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FanfictionWhat would if you had to power to change the fate of an entire race? That question has been bouncing around in Sol's head for years and now she's going to find her answer. Disclaimer~ I only own Sol, Nora, Emilia, Ryder, Luna, and Greyson (and the...