Author: Demonatron PM
Rose red was the color of the dragon, with wings that could carry her to the ends of the earth and a flame hotter than the sun. All heroes have a story. The Guardian Trilogy Continuation, SUNDANCERated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Family - Chapters: 79 - Words: 151,798 - Reviews: 303 - Favs: 47 - Follows: 28 - Updated: 11-09-12 - Published: 12-08-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7620841
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The femme hit Bloodstar so hard she slid through the gravel, hook shaped claws leaving deep gouges in the earth. Red wrist blades clashed with her thick armor, sending a shower of sparks through the air. Bloodstar snarled, pulling her lip plates back as she coiled her body, forcing herself away from her attacker. The femme fell back, as light on her feet as Havoc was on her's. She circled with slow, silent foot steps.
Bloodstar rolled back to her feet with a shake of her damaged armor. She took a moment to look over her opponent, recognizing her immediately as the same aerial Darkfire had clubbed right out of the sky when they'd taken Lunar Song. She'd barely taken note of her before, but now that she was so close, Bloodstar spared a second to look her over.
Jagged red armor from her head to her claw-like toes, rose red like the Lunar's before Shockwave rebuilt her. Bright red optics that burned with anger and worry at the same time. Her hands were shaped into claws, the sun glinted off her scarred horns. Bloodstar could see parts of her that belonged to Megatron, the creator she had betrayed.
Bloodstar showed her teeth, "So you are the one." She noticed that the femme had come to stop directly between her and the human child, who had fallen into stasis. The red femme put herself between them and stayed there, determined to protect her. Bloodstar's spark filled with disgust. She spoke quietly, bringing her body low to the ground, "The weapon that turned against it's master. You are Megatron's creation. Demona."
"Where is she?" The femme snarled back, crouching low.
Bloodstar paused, tilting her head slightly as another autobot aerial soared past, headed towards her sisters. "She's not an autobot anymore," She said, "She belongs to us now."
Demona's body went rigid. She pulled back like a snake about to strike, and lunged. Bloodstar roared, meeting her halfway.
Lunar Song twisted sharply in the sky when her frozen spark suddenly came to life. She coiled to stare back towards the area where her creator was, feeling something tug on her, pulling her towards it. Was this...the bond she had with her creator? Was she calling her back? She didn't know. Since she'd been revived, she hadn't felt anything like it.
Another pull on her spark. The feeling was so strange but so familiar at the same time. It had to be Bloodstar. Lunar Song narrowed her optics, tensing when she caught the glint of armor in the sky. Someone was in the air, but she didn't recognize the shape or color of the aerial. Her optics narrowed, watching. Was it an autobot?
Bloodstar roared in the distance and Lunar Song acted. She turned, pumping her wings as hard as she could to rush back towards their hunting ground. She didn't understand it, but she knew that her creator was calling her.
Lunar Song returned in seconds, gaze passing over Darkfire, who was busy plowing through buildings, a small autobot dive bombing her from the air. The big femme was in a rage, massive jaws snapping shut over thin air in an attempt to crush him every time he swept down. Lunar Song passed over them without a thought, focused solely on finding Bloodstar.
"Lunar Song!" Bloodstar cried, her voice broken with pain. Lunar Song jerked as if she'd been struck, fixing on her creator's location immediately.
Her creator had her claws in a red femme, jaws open to bite. The autobot recovered with a sharp twist, wrenching free. In the same movement, she plunged her wrist blade through a gap in Bloodstar's armor. Rage filled Lunar Song's spark, her energon boiled. She fixed her gaze on the autobot while her creator struggled to recover, and snarled, her voice cold and loud, "Look to the sky, autobot!"
The femme's horned head snapped up, wide red optics fixing on her. Lunar Song was struck by their color, and by how shocked they were. She didn't remember much from her life before her mother had put her back together, but she knew autobots had blue optics, not red. And the shock on her face...it was sharp, painful. Something in Lunar Song's spark stirred uncomfortably, but she shoved it down ruthlessly.
Instead she showed her lethal fangs and slammed into the autobot. She locked her claws down on thick, jagged red armor and wrapped her tail around the femme's leg. They hit the earth like a felled mountain, making the ground quake. Thick clouds of dust and dirt rose around them. Lunar Song stared into the femme's optics, pinning her with her weight.
The autobot did nothing, completely frozen in her shock. Lunar Song leaned down closer, tightening her grip with her claws until the autobot's armor was caving beneath them. Her creator pulled at her spark again, harder than before. Lunar Song had the urge to look at Bloodstar, but didn't dare take her optics off the autobot.
Her creator got to her feet and approached. She chuckled, "She's ruthless, isn't she, Demona? So strong and beautiful, too."
Lunar Song's spark swelled with her creator's words. The autobot tensed beneath her like she wanted to attack, but she couldn't take her optics off Lunar Song. Bloodstar leaned closer, pressing the base of her horns lovingly against Lunar Song's arched neck. There was a wide grin on her face as she continued, "I am so very proud of my little sparkling."
"I'll crush you," The autobot whispered, voice trembling, "I'll crush you and drag the mangled pieces of your body to the pits."
Lunar Song snarled, "How dare you threaten my creator!"
She moved, pulling a hand free to wrap her fingers around Lunar Song's white chest plates, right over her decepticon badge, "No, Sundance! You're-"
"That is not my name!" Lunar Song roared, pulling back harshly. The femme winced as she pulled a plate of her armor from her body. Lunar Song stepped back and swept her head down to bite, sinking her teeth into her scarred chest plates. She coiled her whole body and lifted the femme from the earth to sling her through the air.
She hit one of the few buildings left standing, shattering it beneath her weight. Lunar Song waited, looking to her creator. Bloodstar was still smiling. She encouraged, "Make your kill and eat, sweet sparkling. She's all yours."
Lunar Song brought her body down low and stalked towards the autobot as she got to her feet. She straightened slowly, once again staring at her with wide optics. Lunar Song hissed, "You should never have attacked my creator, autobot. I'm going to rip you open and feed on your energon."
Another pull, so strong it made her spark hurt. She didn't know why Bloodstar was still pulling at their bond, she was there and that was what mattered. Why was she still trying to call her? Lunar Song ignored it. She didn't remember how to respond and tug back, anyway. The femme stood her ground, though a great pain filled her face now. Rage and confusion squeezed her spark when the femme's wrist blades slowly slid back into their sheaths. The autobot spoke to her, still whispering, "I will not fight you."
Lunar Song moved closer, "You don't have a choice."
Bloodstar circled slowly around the two of them, watching with an amused light in her optics. Somewhere nearby, Darkfire let out a triumphant bark of laughter as the painful screech of her prey filled the air.
"We always have a choice." The autobot stepped back, "this is not who you are, sweetspark."
Lunar Song snarled, snapping her jaws in annoyance when her spark shifted uncomfortably again. She lunged forward, opening her jaws to bite. Hands appeared around her horns, holding her back from biting the femme's face off. The autobot tried again, "Sundance! Please come back to me!"
Lunar Song snarled, "I am Lunar Song, and my creator is Bloodstar! I am a decepticon seeker, and slayer of autobots!" She narrowed her optics, swearing, "And I will kill you just as I have killed the rest!"
She pulled at the fire in her belly and spread her jaws open to cover her enemy in red flames.
Demona couldn't bring herself to move, not even when the femme pulled her head back and opened her maw. The plates on her long neck lifted and spun, the glow of fire peeking out through the gaps of her armor. She could do nothing but stare into her sparkling's optics. Jolt and her other sparklings were pulling at her spark in an attempt to wake her up, but she could hardly feel them over the pain in her spark.
"You're my sparkling," Demona said under her breath. Lunar Song didn't hear, or didn't care. Her throat lit up and Demona could feel the heat of her breath and smell the blood of all the humans she had killed. Demona tried to pull at her spark again, reaching through their strained bond to call her. It only seemed to anger the femme, optics narrowing and breath growing hotter.
Anger and pain and confusion and sadness ripped through her like a hot blade, and they filled her spark until it was ready to burst.
Bloodstar was standing nearby, watching everything like it was a show. She still had that grin plastered on her face. Demona wanted nothing more than to pull her teeth out and tear her jaws from her skull. If she made it out of this, if Sundance came back to her, she would kill the femme herself. Bloodstar chuckled lowly, "I told you she was ruthless, Demona."
The first tongues of fire were leaving Lunar Song's mouth when a shadow fell over them. Sundance fell back with a startled snarl, looking up as Jetfire dove towards them. He was folded down into his alternate when he swept down, transforming enough to reach out with both arms and wrap them around Lunar Song and lift her clear off the earth.
The white dragon struggled madly, snarling and clawing as he curved back into the sky and shot away, plates of his armor rattling and falling off in the process. Demona started to pursue, but stopped when Bloodstar roared, "Stay where you are, traitor!"
Demona whirled towards her, optics narrowing, "You did this!"
"Yes," Bloodstar walked towards her slowly like a predator approaching it's prey, "It was all my planning. I brought her to Shockwave and had him put her back together." She paused as Darkfire shoved off the earth somewhere in the wreckage and soared over them to go after Jetfire. Their smaller sister followed. Bloodstar stopped a short distance away, "And I filled her pretty little processor with stories and lies."
"She's my sparkling," Demona hissed.
"Oh?" Bloodstar tilted her head like the news really did interest her, "I had no idea, Demona. Tell me. How does it feel to have one of your own turn against you and attack you with the intention to kill? It's painful, isn't it?"
"You twisted her."
"No, autobot. I simply awakened the decepticon that had been sleeping deep inside of her all this time."
Demona tensed. She straightened, optics brightening as her battle mask snapped into place. Her wrist blades slid out with a musical ring.
Bloodstar lifted her wings slightly, optics narrowing, "Like it or not, she's had this in her all along."
Demona roared, charging.
Sundance and her family and friends, Lunar song and the trine, and the story belongs to me. Transformers does not.