Dark Memories: Chapter One
Authors Note: Reposting Relevant Prompts as First Chapter.
Title: Dark Memories
Rating: PG
Summery: Prowl's past is catching up to him.
Characters/Parings: Jazz/Prowl
Disclaimer: Transformers (c) Hasbro
For LJ's ProwlxJazz Community October 2009 Challenge
1. Darkness
It was dark underground and one of the two mechs trapped in the small space was trying desperately to ignore that fact, and failing miserably. Its dark…I can't see…what if… Prowl cut off that train of thought before it had a chance to go further, knowing that would only make the situation that much worse. If the other cyberninja found out that he was afraid…no…terrified of the dark, he could just imagine the other laughter. It was dark when they came… once again Prowl cut the thought off, unfortunately he knew that if they weren't rescued soon he was probably going to end up having a nervous breakdown… Why in Primus's name had he agreed to explore this blasted cave system with Jazz in the first place?!...and why did Lugnut have to show up and attack us?!
Jazz leaned back against the wall, and glanced over at Prowl. The other ninja's behavior was starting to worry him but shockingly he didn't know what to help. He had tried to figure out what was wrong but Prowl had just snapped at him whenever he tried to ask. As the hours ticked by Jazz's worry increased as Prowl became increasingly twitchy. By now Jazz was sure that the dark ninja was terrified by the situation, more importantly by blackness surrounding them. Normally Jazz would have made light of such a fear but one look at the dark cyberninja told him that such an approach would just make things worse. The beginnings of a plan to distract the other had half-formed in his processor when a sharp sound broke the near silence, "JAZZ! PROWL!" The shout had an immediate effect on the trapped pair, both of whom began calling back to their rescuers. It took nearly an hour for Optimus and Bulkhead to clear the rockslide trapping the ninjas, and when the final rocks were cleared to two ninjas where thrilled to see the sun once more. As they drove back to base Jazz kept a scanner on Prowl and vowed to find out why he was so afraid of the dark.
6. Crescent Moon
Prowl sat in his tree and watched the moon. To any outside observer it would seem that he was the picture of peace and serenity. In reality his spark was heavy with tension and turmoil. It had been over a week since that disastrous spelunking expedition and Prowl had yet to get over it. One thing he liked about this planet was the fact that its moon kept the nights from being too dark most of the time, even though it was currently only a thin crescent its light was enough to keep the nightmares at bay. The downside of moon's current phase however; was that the thin band reminded him of another band, a visor to be exact. He was sure that Jazz now knew that darkness terrified him but surprisingly the other ninja hadn't said a word about it to anyone. Prowl was grateful for this, but the way Jazz had been watching lately him made him uneasy. Back on Cybertron Jazz had a reputation for being able to convince a mech to tell his innermost secrets. Prowl was determined to thwart him however as he had no desire to relive the day his world shattered.
7. Orange
The night was peaceful as the small youngling curled up in his femme-creator's lap with his favorite plush toy held tight. The two adult bots shared a brief chaste kiss before turning their gaze to the small form of their creation. When the mech reached over to rub his creation's helm a pair of sleepy blue optics opened and the youngling cooed softly, seeing this the mech's optics filled with joy. The femme whispered softly to youngling before standing up and carrying the small form into the next room. The scene didn't stay peaceful however, as the femme reached the youngling's bed there came a great ruckus from the rest of the house.
The youngling woke to the sounds of screaming and destruction beyond the door, before it burst open to reveal what could only be called monsters. The monsters were mostly brilliant orange in coloration with splotches of blue and red and their forms undulated and danced as if they were made of living flames. A pair of them rushed his femme-creator grabbing and dragging her into the other room, their touch melting her plating on contact. The youngling was frozen in shock as the rest of the monsters pounced on his creators and violently tore them to sheds. By now the flames had spread from the monsters forms to the rest of the room tinting everything orange, and the youngling cowered as the monsters turned their attention to him. The largest one's mouth twisted into a fanged mockery of a grin before it lunged for the youngling…
Prowl woke with a start, covered in condensation and trembling uncontrollably. It took several minutes for him to calm down, and when the trembling slowed he knew he would have to deal with this somehow. He hadn't had that particular nightmare since had left the youngling centers. Prowl shivered at the memory of those dark, cold hallways filled with harried mechs and femmes who had no time to spare for a frightened youngling. Banishing the memory Prowl swung his legs over the edge of his berth and stood up; he knew from experience that he wouldn't get any more recharge following that particular nightmare. He moved to the center of the room and sank down to try meditating the nightmare away.
Prowl was so shaken by the nightmare that he never noticed Jazz's presence on the roof above him. The other ninja had taken to checking in on his counterpart after their caving incident but so far had never witnessed anything like the drama that had taken place just minutes prior. Jazz now knew that something was very wrong despite his fellow ninja's repeated dismissal of his concerns. The black and white swore then and there that he was going to find out the truth whether or not Prowl wanted him to.
Title: Dark Memories
Rating: PG
Summery: Prowl's past is catching up to him.
Characters/Parings: Jazz/Prowl
Disclaimer: Transformers (c) Hasbro
For LJ's ProwlxJazz Community October 2009 Challenge
1. Darkness
It was dark underground and one of the two mechs trapped in the small space was trying desperately to ignore that fact, and failing miserably. Its dark…I can't see…what if… Prowl cut off that train of thought before it had a chance to go further, knowing that would only make the situation that much worse. If the other cyberninja found out that he was afraid…no…terrified of the dark, he could just imagine the other laughter. It was dark when they came… once again Prowl cut the thought off, unfortunately he knew that if they weren't rescued soon he was probably going to end up having a nervous breakdown… Why in Primus's name had he agreed to explore this blasted cave system with Jazz in the first place?!...and why did Lugnut have to show up and attack us?!
Jazz leaned back against the wall, and glanced over at Prowl. The other ninja's behavior was starting to worry him but shockingly he didn't know what to help. He had tried to figure out what was wrong but Prowl had just snapped at him whenever he tried to ask. As the hours ticked by Jazz's worry increased as Prowl became increasingly twitchy. By now Jazz was sure that the dark ninja was terrified by the situation, more importantly by blackness surrounding them. Normally Jazz would have made light of such a fear but one look at the dark cyberninja told him that such an approach would just make things worse. The beginnings of a plan to distract the other had half-formed in his processor when a sharp sound broke the near silence, "JAZZ! PROWL!" The shout had an immediate effect on the trapped pair, both of whom began calling back to their rescuers. It took nearly an hour for Optimus and Bulkhead to clear the rockslide trapping the ninjas, and when the final rocks were cleared to two ninjas where thrilled to see the sun once more. As they drove back to base Jazz kept a scanner on Prowl and vowed to find out why he was so afraid of the dark.
6. Crescent Moon
Prowl sat in his tree and watched the moon. To any outside observer it would seem that he was the picture of peace and serenity. In reality his spark was heavy with tension and turmoil. It had been over a week since that disastrous spelunking expedition and Prowl had yet to get over it. One thing he liked about this planet was the fact that its moon kept the nights from being too dark most of the time, even though it was currently only a thin crescent its light was enough to keep the nightmares at bay. The downside of moon's current phase however; was that the thin band reminded him of another band, a visor to be exact. He was sure that Jazz now knew that darkness terrified him but surprisingly the other ninja hadn't said a word about it to anyone. Prowl was grateful for this, but the way Jazz had been watching lately him made him uneasy. Back on Cybertron Jazz had a reputation for being able to convince a mech to tell his innermost secrets. Prowl was determined to thwart him however as he had no desire to relive the day his world shattered.
7. Orange
The night was peaceful as the small youngling curled up in his femme-creator's lap with his favorite plush toy held tight. The two adult bots shared a brief chaste kiss before turning their gaze to the small form of their creation. When the mech reached over to rub his creation's helm a pair of sleepy blue optics opened and the youngling cooed softly, seeing this the mech's optics filled with joy. The femme whispered softly to youngling before standing up and carrying the small form into the next room. The scene didn't stay peaceful however, as the femme reached the youngling's bed there came a great ruckus from the rest of the house.
The youngling woke to the sounds of screaming and destruction beyond the door, before it burst open to reveal what could only be called monsters. The monsters were mostly brilliant orange in coloration with splotches of blue and red and their forms undulated and danced as if they were made of living flames. A pair of them rushed his femme-creator grabbing and dragging her into the other room, their touch melting her plating on contact. The youngling was frozen in shock as the rest of the monsters pounced on his creators and violently tore them to sheds. By now the flames had spread from the monsters forms to the rest of the room tinting everything orange, and the youngling cowered as the monsters turned their attention to him. The largest one's mouth twisted into a fanged mockery of a grin before it lunged for the youngling…
Prowl woke with a start, covered in condensation and trembling uncontrollably. It took several minutes for him to calm down, and when the trembling slowed he knew he would have to deal with this somehow. He hadn't had that particular nightmare since had left the youngling centers. Prowl shivered at the memory of those dark, cold hallways filled with harried mechs and femmes who had no time to spare for a frightened youngling. Banishing the memory Prowl swung his legs over the edge of his berth and stood up; he knew from experience that he wouldn't get any more recharge following that particular nightmare. He moved to the center of the room and sank down to try meditating the nightmare away.
Prowl was so shaken by the nightmare that he never noticed Jazz's presence on the roof above him. The other ninja had taken to checking in on his counterpart after their caving incident but so far had never witnessed anything like the drama that had taken place just minutes prior. Jazz now knew that something was very wrong despite his fellow ninja's repeated dismissal of his concerns. The black and white swore then and there that he was going to find out the truth whether or not Prowl wanted him to.