Prompt 3, Scorponok
Warnings: Character death
Rating: T
Characters: Scorponok
Disclaimer: Beast Wars is owned by Hasbro and Takara
Waiting. It seemed, looking back, that his entire life had been waiting. Waiting for energon, waiting for admission, waiting a job, waiting for Megatron, and now- now he was waiting for death. Waiting for release from the pain, from the blinding heat, and the thick weight of the lava around him. He could have died, should have died long ago, but hadn’t, due to a fluke of fate that had changed him, reformatted him, saved him. Saved him from death, for a life of misery. Where was Megatron? Why hadn’t he found a way to save him from this? Didn’t he know he was alive?
Days, weeks, months passed, time creeping slowly on, and Megatron still had not come. Occasionally, he wondered what was going on on the outside, had Megatron died? Had the Maximals won? Was this to be his punishment for trying to improve things for his kind?
The longer he stayed, the more his mind played tricks on him, forcing him to relive what would never be. He lived his rescue a thousand times, each one ending differently. death/life/rescue/imprisonment/Megatron saves him/the Maximals capture him, the possibilities whirled in his mind.
He also lived the past. His life at the creche, his days at the Academy, his orns under Megatron. He relived the moment he was raised to the position of second-in-command more times than he could count. After a time- he no longer knew how long, his chronometer malfunctioning- the past seemed to change, turned darker. It twisted, changed, and mutated into something he didn’t want to see, didn’t want to know, but it came all the same. His humiliations, his mistakes came flooding back, in the reliving finding countless more ways he had messed up, had ruined things for everyone around him. Missing shots, missing class, messing up on a nanovirus, on a project, on an assignment... the errors kept flooding back, forcing him to see just why Megatron wouldn’t come back, wouldn’t save him, wouldn’t put him out of his misery...
His processor was the last to shut down.
Rating: T
Characters: Scorponok
Disclaimer: Beast Wars is owned by Hasbro and Takara
Waiting. It seemed, looking back, that his entire life had been waiting. Waiting for energon, waiting for admission, waiting a job, waiting for Megatron, and now- now he was waiting for death. Waiting for release from the pain, from the blinding heat, and the thick weight of the lava around him. He could have died, should have died long ago, but hadn’t, due to a fluke of fate that had changed him, reformatted him, saved him. Saved him from death, for a life of misery. Where was Megatron? Why hadn’t he found a way to save him from this? Didn’t he know he was alive?
Days, weeks, months passed, time creeping slowly on, and Megatron still had not come. Occasionally, he wondered what was going on on the outside, had Megatron died? Had the Maximals won? Was this to be his punishment for trying to improve things for his kind?
The longer he stayed, the more his mind played tricks on him, forcing him to relive what would never be. He lived his rescue a thousand times, each one ending differently. death/life/rescue/imprisonment/Megatron saves him/the Maximals capture him, the possibilities whirled in his mind.
He also lived the past. His life at the creche, his days at the Academy, his orns under Megatron. He relived the moment he was raised to the position of second-in-command more times than he could count. After a time- he no longer knew how long, his chronometer malfunctioning- the past seemed to change, turned darker. It twisted, changed, and mutated into something he didn’t want to see, didn’t want to know, but it came all the same. His humiliations, his mistakes came flooding back, in the reliving finding countless more ways he had messed up, had ruined things for everyone around him. Missing shots, missing class, messing up on a nanovirus, on a project, on an assignment... the errors kept flooding back, forcing him to see just why Megatron wouldn’t come back, wouldn’t save him, wouldn’t put him out of his misery...
His processor was the last to shut down.