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The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

The Tree laughed, “Ridahne. I know Darin told you the truth. I cannot directly cause good. I can only encourage others to do good.” It looked up at Its Leaves as they considered, “I know every soul in Astra. I know the paths they walk and why they walk them.” The Tree looked back down at Ridahne, “And so, I know you. I also know Jacob Teganson. He’s a good man, though not very bright. He got lost but did not deserve to die. I whispered to dozens of people; urging them to go look for them. Some listened but did not hear. Some didn’t hear me at all.” The Tree was errnest, “You did. You looked up right as I told you to, in just the right direction. The rest was all you.” The Tree laughed, “So no Ridahne. I did not make you rescue those people. I just gave you a push. You did the rest all on your own. It was your doing.” The Tree looked Ridahne dead in the eye, “Though that is the way for most good people. They need just one whisper to point them in the right direction. They do the rest themselves. Like you.” The Tree put a borrowed hand over a borrowed heart, “Like Darin. Like my glorious wonderful Darin.” The Tree smiled broadly, “My glorious clumsy directionally challenged Darin. Who else could I have protect her than my wonderful courageous finding warrior? Who else but the one woman that found everyone I sent her after? Who else but the one woman strong enough to murder a monster despite knowing the consequences? Tell me Seed-Chained; who else could I have protect my Seed-Bearer but my wonderful stunning Ridahne Torzinei? And yet I find you want to leave her because you think you are not good enough. Because you think I think you are not good enough. How could you think that I would be disappointed in you when I am the one that sent you after the false Sol? Who damaged your soul badly? Tell me so I may sic my Seed-Bearer on them. Tell me so that way my vindictive Darin, filled with misplaced righteous anger, may take her wrath out on them. You have seen her spit fire to defend those she loves. Do you not know that, despite you fighting, you are very dear to her heart? That though she does not know you she wants to understand you. Tell me Ridahne Torzinei, why did she had to Chain you to get you to stay? Explain it to me! I know that you have explained it to Ravi. Now explain it to me. You never once failed to listen to my whispers. Why do you not listen now?”

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Darin left Ridahne’s brother and went ‘looking’ for a way to see if she could find Ajoran. She had liked the little she had ‘seen’ of the fisherman and then woman she assumed was his wife. They lived a much simpler life than Ridahne had lived. That much was clear. It looked like the type of life Darin would have liked if she had been born an Azurian. Then again, there was no point in wondering about what ifs or maybes. The life she had been given was the only life she had. It was up to her to make the best of it. Darin searched the country for places she thought Sols might live in. She knew that Ajoran was a Taja and that Tajas were warriors that served the Sols. She also knew that Sols were kind of like princesses. So, she was ‘looking’ for palaces or castles. She wasn’t sure what either looked like. She was really just ‘looking’ for really big buildings. That was kind of vague, but she couldn’t just ‘watch’ one person the entire time The Tree talked to Ridahne. That would be creepy. Darin wasn’t really ‘looking.’ She was really just wandering. Occasonially she would ‘hear’ bits and pieces of conversations that would distract her. She let herself be distracted. There was no harm in that. Then she found something even more interesting than a palace.

It was the Dust Sea. It had to be. This was where Ridahne’s adventure had started. The warrior had rescued so many people from the heat and sand. That had called the attention of many people much more powerful than a fisherman’s daughter. It was what started the whole chain of events that lead the Elf to the Seed-Bearer. This was where Ridahne first made the choices that crafted her into the woman she was now; the woman that Darin had a hard time connecting with. It was hard to believe that something so small had lead to something so big.

Without really thinking about it, and forgetting about her desire to find Ajoran, Darin moved across Astra to find someone. This someone was not a person. It was a dog; a dog named Max. The dog once belonged to a man in her little village. The man was a drunk and the poor creature was his victim. The elders did not care, but someone had to do something. It was surprisingly easy for Thomas to convince the other young adults his age, including Darin, to do something. They got the dog to a trader who came to Lively once a year. The merchant had promised the dog would find a good home. He had sworn on The Tree so they all believe him. When accused of the theft Thomas had been prepared to take the fall. Darin didn’t give him the chance. The punishment for theft in her village meant her hand had been run though with a hot poker. She didn’t regret it; not one little bit.

Finding Max was easy. He was in a town much bigger than even Greyrock. Darin knew him at once. His brown and brown coat and missing leg gave him away easily enough. He was walking next to a human child that couldn’t be older than ten. It was evening so it was clear then were heading home. Darin ‘watched’ and was not surprised when Max stopped at turned to ‘look’ at her. He barked happily at her. Darin stayed just long wave and hear the child ask Max what he was barking at be for traveling away again. This was her chance to see parts of Astra she never had before. It would be a shame to waste it.

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

The Tree let out a laugh that was the farthest thing from mocking as possible, “It seems I have confused you. My apologies Ridahne. I did not mean your current assignment. I meant your first.” The Tree continued to explain, “How was it, leading the lost souls in the Dune Sea to safety?”

Maybe that would shock the young Azurien, but just about everything good in Asrra was inspired by The Tree. Young Darin had been right. The Tree could not cause good directly. It couldn’t. The Tree could only inspire good in others. Sometimes Its influence was subtle. Other times it was like being hit with a huge brick. Leading Ridahne to recusing missions in the Dune Sea had been on of The Tree’s quieter moments. Leading the so-called traitor to betray her people had been less quiet, and The Tree had to practically shout to get Ridahne to Darin. It was tired. The Tree knew that it was dying. Hopefully It would live long enough to see the start of something glorious.

The Tree continued, “You’re so easy to Speak to Ridahne. Though you don’t always pay attention in the end you always listen.” The Tree sighed, “It’s always so hard to find people that are genuinely good.” It gestured at the body it was inhabiting, “People like you and people like Darin.” The Tree sighed, “You know, The Gardener wanted to bring her here, to be a Worker. She had the temperament for it. She would have been loved. Yet nothing would have brought her here. She values family too highly. So we didn’t try.” The Tree was looking at the horizon but now looked back at Ridahne, “And now she is here, with you, two of my favorite Astrians, destined to save the people.” The Tree shook their head, “But enough about that. Tell me; rescuing people from the Dune Sea. How did you feel about that?”

Though The Roots of The Tree Darin found her way home. She couldn’t see her little village the way she was used to, but she was sensing them the way that The Tree did. She was able to sense induvial people. The human knew that The Tree could put names to ever soul in Astra, but she could only name the people that she knew. She ‘looked’ from the ground to see Thomas talking to Milla as they finished their evening activities. It didn’t take Darin long to figure out that they were heading to her farm. They were most likely checking in on her mother. She ached a happy sort of ache to see them keeping their promise. Darin moved to ‘look’ in after her mother. The woman looked well. Darin couldn’t physically smile, but The Leaves on The Tree rustled in a manner that could only be described as happy. Her mother hadn’t fallen into the same type of illness she had when Martin left. Then again, a child leaving was not the same as a lover leaving.

With that thought Darin thought of another pair of separated lovers. It was easy enough to travel along The Roots to Azurei. Once there Darin reliezed that she had no idea how to find who she was looking for. She couldn’t find Ajoran. She had no idea what he looked like. Then again, didn’t Ridahne have a brother? Darin ‘looked’ for Azurians with tattoos similar to Ridahne’s. She didn’t know a lot about the ojih, but she might know enough to find Ridahne’s family. She knew they were fishers, so she kept to the coasts. As she looked Darin studied each face closely. She would not miss him by going too fast. Then she found him. She couldn’t remember his name, but there he was. He looked almost exactly like Ridahne, well not exactly, but Darin didn’t need the ojih to confirm the familial link. The tattoos just provided a nice confirmation.

She spoke, though the odds of him hearing her were practically nothing, “Like your sister, you are beautiful.”

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin’s smile got wider as she took Ridahne’s hand and tugged the Elf across the simple line of stones. Darin didn’t let go as she walked backwards. She smiled as she led the warrior closer and closer to The Tree. Surprisingly the naturally clumsy girl didn’t trip once. Instead she practically glided. Whether Darin knew it or not this was where The Seed Bearer belonged; on sacred ground that meant more to just about everyone in Astra than any other piece of ground. As they walked a cacophony of voices filled the air.

Darin!Darin!Darin!Darin!

Ridaahnee! Ridahne! Riiidaahnee! Ridahne!

Darin!Darin!Darin!Darin! DARIN! Darin!Darin!

Ridahne! Ridaahnee! Ridahne!Ridahne! Riiidaahnee!

Darin!Ridahne! Ridahne!Darin!

The voices were not loud. They were not quiet. They were almost deafening. They were whispers so silent they could not be heard. They were not male or female. They were only male. They were only female. Each one could be heard as an induvial. They all overlapped so they couldn’t be distinguished. They were designed to be confusing. They made perfect sense. This was The Tree; speaking to and for all of Astra. This was overwhelming. It was far from enough. The only emotions that could be detected were unfiltered pride and boundless joy. The Tree was so glad to have The Seed Bearer and The first Seed-Chained here at last. The number of “Darins” decreased as the number of “Ridahnes” increased. Darin place the hand in hers on the trunk of The Tree.

As that happened a single echoing voice rang out, “Ridahne Torzinei Seed-Chained. You come to see me at last. I am so proud of you Daughter of the Night Sky. You have done very well; very well indeed.”

The voice came from Darin, but it wasn’t Darin speaking. Her mouth was moving, but it wasn’t her voice. It almost sound like how the human would sound if she was truly male but not quite. It was The Tree. The Tree could not speak to others the same why it spoke to The Gardener or The Seed Bearer. The Tree needed to speak though someone to speak to someone not part of its family. Luckily The Seed Bearer didn’t seem to mind. Of course, despite all of their differences, the young human liked the Elven warrior very much. That made it easier. The smile on Darin’s face was still there. There was something odd about it. It was very clear that this was not Darin.

The Tree gave the Elf a warning, “Do not take your hand from My Trunk. I would hate to end this conversation far too early. We have much to discuss my young warrior.” The smile became slightly mischievous, “Let us start with you thoughts on the first task I assigned to you. You accepted the assignment. What did you think of it.”

Darin was not aware of the conversation The Tree and Ridahne were having. The Tree had told Darin that It would need to borrow her body to talk to Ridahne and that the conversation would need to be a private one. Darin was alright with that. It made perfect sense to her. So, as The Tree had taken Darin’s body Darin had taken The Tree’s body. It was more than overwhelming. Darin felt the world as she had never felt it before. She felt all of Astra as wind, and soil, and water. The wind blew though The Leaves creating a music Darin had also loved to hear and was now finally playing. The Roots plunged though soil and water to map out Astra in a way that would never be possible to copy. Darin saw mines, rivers, roads, and lakes from below. She tasted the sea and the salt as she never would again. It was magnificent. Yet in her core, in the core of The Tree, she felt the sickness that had set in. She felt Ravi’s lifeforce as it fought to hold off the sickness. As she felt incalculable joy, she felt the deepest sorrow. In that brief moment Darin knew what life was and how it should be. She knew what it was that she was trying to protect and she would protect it as best she could.

Transformers: Savior From The Heavens { Angel & Anna }

The girl stared in shock as the pigtail blocked her means of escape. With terror in her eyes she turned her attention back to the femme. It seemed like the Decepticon would be getting her way after. Though the human couldn’t believe what the Cybertronian was saying. Home? This was the only home that the human had ever known. Though if she was understanding Raiza correctly the Cybertronian was talking about Earth. That gave the human pause. Could she really go to Earth? That was all she had ever wanted, but everything came with a price. She had no clue what it could be. The question was simple? Would she be willing to pay it?

Slowly the human nodded as her hands tapped out a simple message, <Please.>

The girl moved to collect what few possessions she had. There was the thin blanket that was no good at keeping out the chill. She also had a grapple that she used to get around the lab. She didn’t use it much. She had built it out of spare parts, and while Shockwave knew that she had it she didn’t like to flaunt it in front of the scientist. There was no reason to make him mad unnecessarily. The girl liked to remain mostly unharmed. So, she had tucked the grapple away; as hidden as it was going to be. If she was going to Earth, she would need it.

She scurried to the end of the counter only to stop at the edge. All of the sudden she was unsure. Should she drop to the ground? Should she climb on to the Cybertronian? The human knew that once she made a choice she wouldn’t be going back. If Shockwave got a hold of her after this, it would be the end. So, she had a choice. She could let the torture continue, or she could go with Raiza, and one way or another, it would be over. Wasn’t that all she had wanted?

She asked, <When? Now? How?> She knew the femme couldn’t understand her much, if at all, but she still had to try, <Please take me now.>

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Ridahne had a different story about Ravi’s Star. That wasn’t surprising. It was similar; a good person trying to keep others from being lost they way they were. That lead Darrin to believe that most of the stories across Astra regrading the guiding Star were similar. She knew she had next to know proof that was the case, but it made sense. It also made Darin wonder if there was actually not a Ravi, not the Overseer, but a Ravi from a long time ago that had formed the basis for the myths and legends. It didn’t seem likely that she would ever know the truth. Darin shifted her head until she was looking in the direction of The Tree. It was not one of the stories The Tree had chosen to share with her though she didn’t doubt that The Tree knew.

She looked back up at the sky, “You’re not a dog Ridahne.” She sighed, “Don’t even joke about something like that.” She waved vaguely at Ravi, “Ignore him. He thinks he’s being wise. Maybe he is being wise. He’s mostly just being annoying.”

Which probably meant he was being wise. Darin didn’t really care. All she knew was that she was enjoying herself. Even the bruises had been received. At least she was learning new things on this adventure. That meant even if she failed the trip itself wouldn’t be a waste. Darin supposed that was the best that could be hoped for. No, that wasn’t true. The best that could be hoped for was that she would figure out where The Seed was supposed to be planted. Lost in thought Darin started back to her feet. Her gaze had moved back towards The Tree. She started walking towards it. She wanted Ridahne to see truth. Maybe not the whole truth but part of it; in way that Ravi, the Overseer, could approve of.

She told Ridahne, “Come on. I have something to show you.” She led the way towards The Tree only to stop at one of the signs in front of a field, “I know it’s dark, but I noticed it earlier. All of these signs have at least three different crops on it. Some have more. There aren’t three different crops in the field. Rather it’s this fields rotation. One of each of this is planted each year. See what happens is a plant will use all of a certain nutrient in the soil. So, if you plant wheat in the same field year after year eventually your wheat yield goes down. The same things for carrots and beans; basically any crop.” She started moving back towards The Tree, “They all take different nutrients. So, what you do, well what farmers do, what I did, was rotate the crops. One year I would plant wheat and then I would plant beans the next year. All the farms in the village and in Lively did it. It looks like The Farm does it too. It gives the ground a chance to rest and recover.”

They were almost at the line that marked the boundary of The Tree. Well, the part of The Tree that could be seen. Darin bent down to place her hand on the ground. The Roots of The Tree traveled under all of Astra. The Barrier that kept people from getting too far from the coast of Astra were The Roots. Darin wondered how many people knew that. Her guess was not many.

She slowly stood back up, “The same thing is happening in Astra.” She let out a long sigh, “You just can’t rotate trees.” She smiled at Ridahne, “Come on!” She held out a hand, “Come meet The Tree. It’s so proud of you for stopping that evil. You have nothing.” Darin’s voice rang with earnestness and truth, “Nothing to be afraid of.” She laughed and it sounded joyful, “So let’s go!”

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin was used to moving. She moved practically all day since before she could walk. There was rarely a time for stillness where she grew up. She moved around the house. She moved around the field. She moved around town and around the market. Lately she had been walking or riding practically nonstop. Darin was used to moving. She was just not used to moving quickly. She could run and had before. She wasn’t the swiftness in her village, but she had never considered herself slow before; until today. Today was a lesson in a completely different type of moving that Darin wasn’t sure she was used to.

It had started out fine. Darin was more than capable of avoiding Ridahne’s hands as they came at her. The human was under no illusions. She knew full well that the Elf was holding back. Still she felt capable enough for the moment. Then without warning speed up. It was a slow process and at first Darin still managed to avoid most of the blows. It wasn’t long before the blows making contact greatly outnumbered the blows she avoided. Darin did the best she could, but she just couldn’t keep up. She was not surprised when, in an attempt to avoid a strike to her arm that had already been hit twice, she slipped over nothing and went tumbling to the ground.

Darin cried out, “Break please! Breaktime!”

The human felt sore and exhausted. She could also feel the bruises that were starting to form. She was glad for the leather armband that Ridahne had given her. It meant that the stitches on her forearm were spared top much damage though her whole arm was throbbing as she struggled to breath. Darin had never wanted to build up this type of stamina before. She had always been more interested in being able to work all day in whatever weather there was. The trick to that was eating enough and drinking enough water. Darin had a feeling that this was a completely different type of stamina. It would take practice. That was for certain.

Darin was still on her back from where she had fallen. She wasn’t in the mood to really get up right away. The stars were slowly starting to come out. Darin traced the constellations that she knew. There was the Snake peeking his head above the horizon. The three stars that made he’s head could be plainly seen and the seven that made his body would be visible as the stars traveling across the night sky. The Hunter would follow; chasing the Serpent in revenge for killing his child. Despite the fact that Darin had no sense of direction whatsoever she could always find the constellations. She knew all of the stories as well; at least the ones that the elders told. She wondered what stories Ridahne had about the stars. Were they any different?

Darin pointed at one star that everyone in Astra knew, “The Elders say that Ravi was a good person; they just got lost all the time. In fact; they were such a good person that when they died the gods granted them a boon. Ravi was so tired of being lost all the time that they asked for a way to make sure that no one was ever really lost ever again. So the gods placed them in the sky, so they could provide a frame of reference for everyone that looked up in wonder.” Darin twisted her head to look at Ridahne, “It that the story you were taught?”

Darin was vaguely aware of Ravi, the Overseer not the star, watching them. She knew he wouldn’t be able to stay away for long. Darin knew that inherently the Overseer was a good person. He was good in a way most people failed to be. He still liked to meddle more than was necessary wise. He had also hadn’t been questioned in far too long. He was used to people just doing as he told them to do. That wasn’t necessarily bad. It was just Darin couldn’t afford to just follow. She knew that. The Tree had told her that. She needed to learn how to be a leader and she needed to learn how to be a leader quickly. She never planned for that. She just hoped she was up for the task.

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

The odds of me getting you a post before tomorrow evening out slim. The earliest will be tomorrow afternoon. I told my boss I work a day shift instead of a night shift. So, my sleep schedule will be all messed up and I'm not even sure I know what day of the week it is. Anyways I will get you a post ASAP.

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin had stopped crying by the time Ridahne had come over. Her face was still red and blotchy, but the human didn’t care. She just let her attention be grabbed as the Elf came over. Darin returned to starting off into to space as the warrior praised her for her actions. The human wasn’t sure she was surprised by the fact that Ridahne was apparently impressed by her. That was rapidly becoming predicable as well. The Azurein seemed to lover it when Darin lost her temper; as long as it wasn’t directed at her. That was an entirely different story.

Darin sighed as she spoke slowly, “You know there’s something in my village called, “wandering blood.’ The elders would look at a person and say, “Oh. They have wandering blood in them.’ That person would almost always leave. They were never pushed away. The village was just too small of them and Lively was just to constraining. They wanted to see the world. They wanted to go on adventures. They never came back. The elders almost always got it right. They even pegged my father as having wandering blood when he was my age. Before my mother committed to my father, he had to promise that he would prove them wrong. In the end he didn’t.” She sighed before forcing herself back to the original thought, “I never did. They never said I did. In fact, it was the one good thing about me. ‘That Darin’s stubborn, but at least she doesn’t have wandering blood.’ I never wanted to leave home. Even going to Lively was only done when I absolutely had to. Yet, here I am; farther from home then I have ever been or ever wanted to be.” She uncurled from over her knees to sit up straight, “And I don’t get to go home. Oh, I may go back to that little village, but I will never get to stay. It will never be home again and that breaks my heart.” She slowly stood and brushed off the back of her pants, “Anyways, enough depressing thoughts. Let’s let you kick my butt.”

Talbot nodded as he stood and went off somewhere. He would back. Darin knew that. He probably just thought that Darin needed something for training. He had gone to collect it. Darin watched him go with a soft smile on her face. If she was being honest, which she did try to do, out of all the people she had met so far on this journey Talbot was her favorite. He didn’t ask for anything from her except her best. He didn’t tell her what she ought to do. He just made sure that once she made a decision, she did her best at it. The rest of the animals scattered. Scattered was the wrong word. Slowly dispersed was a better word.

Darin slowly bent down to touch her hands to the ground, “Is a here a good place or should we move?” She held the stretch for a moment before moving into a new pose, “I would like to do what is best.”

That was true, but it wasn’t the whole truth. The whole truth was that Darin wanted to keep this exercise as far away as possible from the Workers’ attention. The way things were going Ravi would be out here before to long. Who knew what the Overseer would think of this training? Darin didn’t really care. Ridahne wouldn’t always be nearby to save her. She could already think of scenarios where the Elf wouldn’t be with her. Darin needed to know how to defend herself. That was non-negotiable.

The Tree of Astra (LadyAnnaLee and Blackfridayrule)

Darin nodded back to Ridahne as she whispered as well, “Of course.”

So, at least the problem about wielding a knife while it was dark was solved. Darin had to wonder why Ridahne had changed her mind. For some reason Darin didn’t think it was her clumsiness that had encouraged the change. The human almost wanted to say that it was the upset boy. Darin couldn’t figure out why one boy would prompt the sudden change. It was clear he wasn’t happy with her, but she sincerely doubted that he, or anyone here, would attack the Seed-Bearer. She could be wrong. Perhaps she was placing more importance on her title than she was entitled too.

Ravi spoke quietly to her, “That was uncalled for Darin. It was not your place to tell them the truth of my actions.”

Darin’s head whipped around to stare at him so fast it almost hurt her neck, “And it was not your place to guilt me into playing. It was not your place to touch me without my consent.”

Ravi interrupted, “Those we necessary. They will help you become the Seed-Bearer.”

Darin scoffed, “And what is that supposed to mean.” She scoffed, “You keep acting like my actions surprise you or are uncalled for; like a I am a child that refuses to make the decisions their parents want them to make.” She shook her head, “I am not here to be the Seed-Bearer you think I ought to be. By The Tree, I’m not hear to be the Seed-Bearer at all.” She spoke over Ravi’s protests, “I am here to do the job, and whether or not it is the best way or not I am going to do the job my way. You may not like it. It may irk you, but that is how I have always done things. I do not do what is expected of me. I do not do what society of my elders require of me. I do what I think I must to get the job done! That is what I have done since I was 14. That is what I plan to do until the day I die. Maybe it is stupid. Maybe it is naïve. But not telling your loved ones that you plan to leave them is stupider by far!” She stood up and pushed away from the table, “Excuse me.” She mocked a bow towards the Overseer, “I would hate to cause a scene in public.”

That wasn’t entirely true. She just couldn’t stand to be between two Elves who thought it was okay not to include their loved ones in their plans simply because that didn’t align with their plans. Alright, she had issues. What her father had done had left some scars on her soul and mind. It made her world view a little skewed. Perhaps she was not taking the job as Seed-Bearer as seriously as she ought. Perhaps she was doing it all wrong. She was doing it the only way she could think to do it, and to be honest, she was tired of people telling her she was doing it wrong.

Darin stalked out of the Main Farmhouse and found herself heading towards the small hut where Taja was resting without really thinking about it. Talbot was standing guard outside. He was laying down and for a moment Darin paced back and forth in front of him. He caught her pant leg in his teeth. She took the hint and collapsed on the ground next to him. She wrapped her arms around her bent knees. It wasn’t long before a sheep dog came out of the twilight and curled up next to her. The dog ignored the fox that did the same on the other side. Several animals gathered around Darin. Crows and ravens landing on the ground to search for something near her feet. A butterfly landed on her hair. Another fox joined the first one. It wasn’t until the grey mouser cat forced its way on to her lap and butted her head under chin that the young human, for the first time in a long, long time, started to cry. She never wanted this. She never asked for this. Now she was who knew how far away from home on a journey she apparently couldn’t do right for anyone with people after her who wanted her dead and stuck with an Elf who was very, very good at making Darin feel guilty whether she knew it or not. Darin wanted to go home. More than anything she wanted her bed, her goats and chickens, her Mama. She wasn’t ever going to get that again, and she was supposed to be okay with that. She didn’t want to be the bigger person. She just wanted to go home.

Transformers: Savior From The Heavens { Angel & Anna }

The girl looked up in shock as the cage fell to pieces around her. Shockwave wouldn’t like that one little bit. It looked like the femme, Raiza had stayed to watch. Why she had cut the cage open was beyond her. The girl quickly scrambled as far bac as she could before her back ran into something. Ignoring the pain was not fun, but it was necessary in this case. She blinked the stars out of her eyes as she did her best to keep the Decepticon in view. The only reason the girl could think of for the Cybertronian to cut the cage apart was so that why she could hurt her. That was the last thing the human thought she could take.

She quickly held up a pair of shaky hands to tap out a message, <Please. Please don’t hurt me.> Tears were still falling down her silent face, <I can’t take it. Please. Just leave me alone.>

It didn’t really matter what the femme did next. Shockwave was already going to be livid when he came back and saw the destroyed cage. Even if it didn’t make sense for her destroying it, it wasn’t like she could, the scientist would still find away to blame her for it. That would certainly hurt. Maybe if she stayed in the space of the cage he wouldn’t be as mad. That was certainly a possibility. He was still going to hurt her again, and if Raiza hurt her too, she would be hurting for months.

She tapped out, <What do you want? Please just leave!>

Then a terrible thought crossed her mind. What were the odds that the femme knew what she was saying? Shockwave had taken her vocal cords so long ago that she could barely remember it. the code she used to communicate was something that Shockwave had taught her. Her tears turned to sobs as she realized she couldn’t even beg for mercy. She truly was defensive. At this point she could only hope that Shockwave didn’t hurt her too bad for this infraction. It seemed like a vain hope.

She left off trying to send a message and started to rub away silent tears. Her vison was cloudy with them, and that made it difficult to see what was going on. She wanted some clue as to what was happening next. She didn’t want to be caught off guard for any reason whatsoever; not that there was much she could do. She didn’t even come up to most Cybertronians knees. There was no way she could fight off a Decepticon. She continued to try and get further away. There was a gap between the console her cage was on and the next desk over. If she could get down it Raiza’s fingers wouldn’t be able to get her. She could hide until the femme left or Shockwave came back. How bad was that? She was waiting for Shockwave to rescue her. At least she knew what he was going to do to her. She had no clue what Raiza would do.