Moar Kairi meets the Beast Warsians. ...I may have another fic on my hands. XD Halp!
From the same arc as this..
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Kairi stared down at her hands. How can I do these things?
The soft voice fluttered against her awareness like wind-blown down, making Kairi think of a small, pale bird. You were in his heart when he learned to wield magic. So you learned too.
When was I in anyone's heart? ...Whose heart?
"Yo! Monkey kid! Sometime this year?"
Kairi jumped at the intrusion. Rattrap was waving at her from the Maximals' exit, metal face screwed up in impatience. "C-coming," she said, and made to follow Rattrap; but some impulse made her pause and turn back. She bit her lip as she surveyed the damage she'd caused. Banks of mechanical equipment lay in disarray, issuing showers of sparks or wreathed in acrid smoke. One of them was completely shattered, its monitor cracked in half, its components strewn across half the room where they'd landed when Kairi's barely-controlled lightning spell had made it explode.
In the middle of it all, a heap of scorched violet metal groaned and stirred. As Kairi watched, worried, Megatron struggled to sit up and managed only to prop himself up on one elbow to watch her with a combination of ire and grudging respect.
"Kairi!" Rattrap called again.
Horrified at herself, Kairi bowed to the injured Predacon. "I'm sorry!" She turned and fled before Megatron could respond.
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...It was either this or Galvatron and Roddy, who have also been making nuisances of themselves in my head. *grumbles at them*
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Kairi stared down at her hands. How can I do these things?
The soft voice fluttered against her awareness like wind-blown down, making Kairi think of a small, pale bird. You were in his heart when he learned to wield magic. So you learned too.
When was I in anyone's heart? ...Whose heart?
"Yo! Monkey kid! Sometime this year?"
Kairi jumped at the intrusion. Rattrap was waving at her from the Maximals' exit, metal face screwed up in impatience. "C-coming," she said, and made to follow Rattrap; but some impulse made her pause and turn back. She bit her lip as she surveyed the damage she'd caused. Banks of mechanical equipment lay in disarray, issuing showers of sparks or wreathed in acrid smoke. One of them was completely shattered, its monitor cracked in half, its components strewn across half the room where they'd landed when Kairi's barely-controlled lightning spell had made it explode.
In the middle of it all, a heap of scorched violet metal groaned and stirred. As Kairi watched, worried, Megatron struggled to sit up and managed only to prop himself up on one elbow to watch her with a combination of ire and grudging respect.
"Kairi!" Rattrap called again.
Horrified at herself, Kairi bowed to the injured Predacon. "I'm sorry!" She turned and fled before Megatron could respond.
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...It was either this or Galvatron and Roddy, who have also been making nuisances of themselves in my head. *grumbles at them*