This is a place where I'll keep all of my Prowl Jazz Stories neat and organized as I have written several already and plan to write more in the future. Be sure to check back every now and then for updates since I'll be posting directly to the ProwlxJazz community.
Oneshots
Gray Spark (oneshot-Complete): Jazz dies. Prowl knows this as soon as it happens. But he can't join him, not right away, he is still needed.
When a Mech or a Femme die, their body turns gray. So does the Spark Lost Tragedy (oneshot-Complete)-It's easy for most to forget Prowl, but wounds can only fester for so long until the infection needs to be drained.
No one ever realized just how much Prowl cared until well after he died. First Steps (oneshot-Complete)-What do you do when you have no one, when walls and ceilings are all you know, and the world outside would deny you your very right to exsist, merely because you were born without a clan?
There are many first steps one must take in life: the first steps of our childhood, our first steps to adulthood, our first steps outside our comfort zone, and, most importantly, the first steps towards love. The Tragedy of a Circle (oneshot-Complete)-A lifetime of lifetimes and each ends in tragedy. There is no such thing as a perfect circle. Eventually, it must break.
On its own, the human hand is incapable of drawing a perfect circle. There’s a reason for that. 99 Steps (In Progress)- A sequel of sorts to First Steps that will feature 99 word prompts to tell the story of what happened after the events of First Steps.
Prompts completed thus far: 13/99
Multi-Chapter
Logical Fallacy (A series of interconnected drabbles/oneshots): An error in reasoning - when assumptions are made by those who can't see the forest for the trees. A series of drabbles picking apart the fallacies surrounding Jazz and Prowl
On PDA's and Hurtful Comments On Who Started it On Privacy On Fear On Reputation (Jazz) On Reputation (Prowl) On The Origins of Loyalty On Hatred On Filth Perihellion (incomplete): To stave off the cold of the war, one must cling tightly to their ideals. But do not cling too closely or you shall find that you are holding onto the sun: so bright and warm and hot that your wings shall melt and your neck will break as you crash into the sea.
Prolouge Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4Chapter 5 Chapter 6Chapter 7-In Progress
Chapter 8-planned
Chapter 9-planned
Chapter 10-planned
Chapter ?-???????
The Final Chapter-Complete
Epilouge-planned