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 Written by: Gojihunter31 The story takes place after the last ThunderCats episode "What lies above part 2", and some time before Transformers the movie (1985). Chapter One - Starting somewhere - At the Autobot headquarters on the planet Earth, the Autobot mechanical engineer, Wheeljack, was conversing with the chief medical officer known as Rachet. Wheeljack: "I'm tellin' ya, This'll work perfectly. I've done this before." Rachet: "That was four million solar cycles ago, Wheeljack! And besides, you don't have a accurate memory of what you did. the device you used..." Voice: "Device?" The two robots turned to the nearby doorway t

She counted to three. One… Two… Three. Then all was back to the way it had been. The familiar light from her bedroom window leaking in and warming the sheets she laid beneath, the sound of Suga in the kitchen, burning the breakfast as usual. She rolled her head to his side where a little memo lay – the spot his head should have been. ‘You had another night terror. Headache medicine in your drawer. Breakfast will be ready soon.’ She let out a heavy sigh as her head throbbed with the memories of medicine and pills. She scrubbed her palm over her face, then sat up, stared at the little drawer where those num

In the mornings, I see a face. I’m neither awake nor asleep. It’s that inbetween, where the shadows of subconscious can still take hold, but your mind is aware enough to pull you back - reminding you, Hey. The day is waiting for you, but in my case, it’s a face that awaits me. The face is both a blur and an itch. I squint my eyes, but only find that it twists it more. I open them wider and I lose sight of the face altogether. It’s maddening, and I have half the mind to just grab the man and shake him. Man. It was the first time I ever referred to it as a gender. Him. Yes, that’s right. It is usually a man. &l

Roman Torchwick x Reader [Escape] RWBY x Reader Warning: Mild swearing I silently crept around the corner of the building, gliding my hand along the smooth concrete surface. My ears perked, listening as I heard a rustle from the bushes across the way from me. I stopped in my tracks. My tail flicked suspiciously as I sniffed the wind. The rustling continued as I watched on. Maybe the shattered moonlight was playing tricks on my eyes. Deciding to ignore it I continued on my way. Stalking the shadows of the trees and lampposts. My target was just a head of me. The train station, I was heading for the midnight express train out of Vale. Being a

Chapter 14: Run, Rabbit, Run She was breathing hard as she fled through the forest, whimpering sounds emerging from her mouth with puffs of breath visible in the crisp, chill air. She paused for a moment, putting a hand on her aching side, wincing at the painful stitch. She drew in gulps of air, trying to still her racing heart and brushed tears away from her eyes. She looked fearfully around her, every crack of dried twigs that lay scattered around the forest floor putting her on alert. She had no idea where she was or even why she had been brought here. Her feet throbbed with a thousand cuts from debris on the ground, she had  blood

The Glow of a Family The little boy crouched behind the couch, cradling his treasure close to his chest as he whispered little chants he had read in a story book. It was small enough to fit in the palm of his little, chubby hands, yet he cupped it tight as if it might break from his grasp at any second. He held his cupped hands to his lips, opening his thumbs enough so he could press his lips against the small opening. He whispered directly to the treasure, "You will be a great stone – a night glowstone like no other. You will be a great stone – a night glowstone like no other." He took in a deep breath, then released it so the tr