Time

A black blade slams into my shoulder, as i growl turning around to face the one who did it.
His name is Renkin. He was a insane...decepticon, one i wanted to grip his neck and snap all the wires out of his neck, and another to shake his hand when he saved my aft in the heat of the war.
Destruction he enjoyed.
A psychopath indeed.
a black market dealer as well.
He was laid back, and did what he enjoyed.
never listening.
never ordering.
His frame was pure menac, he was medium but his armor and his color reflected his ways.
He transformed into a Night hawk plane.
He also had two black cannons behind him.
He smiled at me, his eyes flashing.
I growled and took the blade out, and broke it to peices.

he always told me a saying, that i keep till today.
We are one.
and one is all.
This decepticon made others look like sparklings.
i walk toward him, and grip his neck, he laughs darkly and looks back at me griping my neck as well.
i curse at him.
he curses back.
i punch.
he punches.
i shoot.
he shoots.
till one is standing.
or none.
we both are on the ground, wounded and then we look at each other and laugh out loud.
my antennas twitch as our laughter becomes one.

as i close my eyes,
i see his red eye flashing, his half lips, and my lips combine with his.
my eye also flashing, with his.


we are one...
and one is all.