Prompt response: chances
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Transcript of voice recording. Official report from Vortex re. the recent crash
I had a chance, and I didn’t take it.
I had Swindle’s life my hands. Hot energon everywhere, the gestalt bond feeding me the thrill of his panic, his pain. His desperate, pathetic need to stay online. His need for me to help him.
Frag, I should have ended him.
I could have. It would have been easy.
In the crash, a shard of his windshield found its way into his chest cavity. It sliced right the way through his main fuel hose.
By the time I got to him, he was so weak. He couldn’t stand, could hardly move. He would never have been able to fight me.
I could have - should have - left the hose as it was. I should have waited, just half a breem. That’s nothing. He would have been too weak, then, to notice if I didn’t repair it like I said I would. If, instead, I uncoupled his hydraulics; if I wrapped my fingers around his primary fuel pump and squeezed.
Oh frag I want that. I want that so fraggin’ much. I want the feel of his life in my hands again. I want to take it.
It’s more than he deserves.
I should have crushed his fuel pump, I should have ripped out that filthy tangle of wires behind his spark chamber. I should have taken out his personality component and ground it into dust.
I could have. Just half a breem and there would have been nothing he could have done to stop me. He wouldn’t even have been able to call for help.
Gah! Half a breem.
But we didn’t have half a breem.
Blast Off was in stasis lock. The crash had… I don’t know. The Nexus did something to him. Took his instruments offline, disabled his flight capability. Put him in freefall.
We got out. I tried to stop him falling, tried to… Couldn’t get there in time, too slow. Swindle was next to fraggin’ useless. Can’t even fly straight.
Blast Off crashed. He was in stasis lock, and Swindle landed badly. He lay there moaning on the ground, and I couldn’t carry them both to medbay. Not in root mode. But I couldn’t wait there in the open for any Autobot hotshot to come along and think he had a chance.
Had to repair Swindle. Get him back on his feet again. Just so Swindle could load Blast Off in my alt and we could get back to base.
I wish I hadn’t.
I wish I’d waited that half a breem for Swindle to fade. I wish I’d crushed his fuel pump; I wish I’d ripped out his wiring and ground up his personality component.
I could have carried Blast Off back to base in root mode. Could have come back later to deal with the mess. I hear there’s a forge over at that wind turbine place. Probably got a smelting pool as well.
What I wouldn’t give to see Swindle’s deactivated, grey frame melt to liquid in a vat.
I’d keep his optics though. They’re the only part of him I ever liked.
Transcript of voice recording. Official report from Vortex re. the recent crash
I had a chance, and I didn’t take it.
I had Swindle’s life my hands. Hot energon everywhere, the gestalt bond feeding me the thrill of his panic, his pain. His desperate, pathetic need to stay online. His need for me to help him.
Frag, I should have ended him.
I could have. It would have been easy.
In the crash, a shard of his windshield found its way into his chest cavity. It sliced right the way through his main fuel hose.
By the time I got to him, he was so weak. He couldn’t stand, could hardly move. He would never have been able to fight me.
I could have - should have - left the hose as it was. I should have waited, just half a breem. That’s nothing. He would have been too weak, then, to notice if I didn’t repair it like I said I would. If, instead, I uncoupled his hydraulics; if I wrapped my fingers around his primary fuel pump and squeezed.
Oh frag I want that. I want that so fraggin’ much. I want the feel of his life in my hands again. I want to take it.
It’s more than he deserves.
I should have crushed his fuel pump, I should have ripped out that filthy tangle of wires behind his spark chamber. I should have taken out his personality component and ground it into dust.
I could have. Just half a breem and there would have been nothing he could have done to stop me. He wouldn’t even have been able to call for help.
Gah! Half a breem.
But we didn’t have half a breem.
Blast Off was in stasis lock. The crash had… I don’t know. The Nexus did something to him. Took his instruments offline, disabled his flight capability. Put him in freefall.
We got out. I tried to stop him falling, tried to… Couldn’t get there in time, too slow. Swindle was next to fraggin’ useless. Can’t even fly straight.
Blast Off crashed. He was in stasis lock, and Swindle landed badly. He lay there moaning on the ground, and I couldn’t carry them both to medbay. Not in root mode. But I couldn’t wait there in the open for any Autobot hotshot to come along and think he had a chance.
Had to repair Swindle. Get him back on his feet again. Just so Swindle could load Blast Off in my alt and we could get back to base.
I wish I hadn’t.
I wish I’d waited that half a breem for Swindle to fade. I wish I’d crushed his fuel pump; I wish I’d ripped out his wiring and ground up his personality component.
I could have carried Blast Off back to base in root mode. Could have come back later to deal with the mess. I hear there’s a forge over at that wind turbine place. Probably got a smelting pool as well.
What I wouldn’t give to see Swindle’s deactivated, grey frame melt to liquid in a vat.
I’d keep his optics though. They’re the only part of him I ever liked.