Drabble Fic: Wrong
First time post to this community since I never categorized my past fics containing rare pairings.
Take this any way you want. It's been on my brain for a while now and it wanted to be drabbled... ehm... written...
TITLE: Wrong
SERIES: Imperfection Deviation - Off Balance
'VERSE: Movie
PARING: Sideswipe/Scavenger
AUTHOR: Macx
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, sadly. They are owned by people with a lot more money :)
FEEDBACK: Loved
SUMMARY: How can something so wrong be so good?
EDIT: I'm not sure how many know about the Imperfection series. Scavenger isn't the one from the movie (while Sideswipe is). I introduced my own version of the Constructicons in Co-Dependence (http://home.arcor.de/macx/tfmovie/codependence.html) and that's the version I'm sticking with throughout all the Off Balance fics.
Hope that clears any confusion...
It was wrong.
Wrong and wrong and yes, oh-so wrong. His very spark shivered at the wrongness, but it also delighted in the connection. Like a blind drone he was pulled to the only light he could perceive. He was clawing for the presence close to him. He needed it as much as he despised it. He wanted it and still felt the shame.
Part of him had been cut away and he was left out in a void that no one could get even close to understanding.
No one but a mech who had been in the same situation, even if it had been less than voluntary.
Sideswipe knew he would never find happiness in any other connection than his missing brother. Sunstreaker was truly part of his spark; they had been created as twins. A twin bond was different from any spark bond out there. He severely doubted he could ever create a spark bond, rare as it was in the first place. Even if everyone would find a bonded, he would never be able to accept anything but a twin bond.
But Sunstreaker was missing, presumed dead.
As dead as he felt sometimes.
But he had formed a connection. Desperate and aching, he had allowed himself to connect, not bond, to a mech who had been part of a combiner mind. A mech who was aware of what echoes meant, what it was like to share a place that wasn’t a spark. Combiner minds weren’t spark bonded, just together, so very much aware of each other, in tune, synchronized… Still, not a twin bond.
Sideswipe knew there was no replacing his twin. But he could ease the pain and suffering, be free of the aching darkness for a moment. Each time he allowed the connection, part of him whimpered in relief and washed over the other mech’s mind as if there was no tomorrow.
Maybe there wasn’t.
Maybe one day the other would be tired of this need and the clingy Autobot who was so embarrassed and ashamed, he wouldn’t acknowledge him any more than as the ally he was.
But Scavenger had never asked for more than Sideswipe could give.
And Sideswipe took all the Constructicon gave.
Like I said, watching soccer is bad for my brain...
Sequel coming up. Don't want to flood.
Take this any way you want. It's been on my brain for a while now and it wanted to be drabbled... ehm... written...
TITLE: Wrong
SERIES: Imperfection Deviation - Off Balance
'VERSE: Movie
PARING: Sideswipe/Scavenger
AUTHOR: Macx
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, sadly. They are owned by people with a lot more money :)
FEEDBACK: Loved
SUMMARY: How can something so wrong be so good?
EDIT: I'm not sure how many know about the Imperfection series. Scavenger isn't the one from the movie (while Sideswipe is). I introduced my own version of the Constructicons in Co-Dependence (http://home.arcor.de/macx/tfmovie/codependence.html) and that's the version I'm sticking with throughout all the Off Balance fics.
Hope that clears any confusion...
It was wrong.
Wrong and wrong and yes, oh-so wrong. His very spark shivered at the wrongness, but it also delighted in the connection. Like a blind drone he was pulled to the only light he could perceive. He was clawing for the presence close to him. He needed it as much as he despised it. He wanted it and still felt the shame.
Part of him had been cut away and he was left out in a void that no one could get even close to understanding.
No one but a mech who had been in the same situation, even if it had been less than voluntary.
Sideswipe knew he would never find happiness in any other connection than his missing brother. Sunstreaker was truly part of his spark; they had been created as twins. A twin bond was different from any spark bond out there. He severely doubted he could ever create a spark bond, rare as it was in the first place. Even if everyone would find a bonded, he would never be able to accept anything but a twin bond.
But Sunstreaker was missing, presumed dead.
As dead as he felt sometimes.
But he had formed a connection. Desperate and aching, he had allowed himself to connect, not bond, to a mech who had been part of a combiner mind. A mech who was aware of what echoes meant, what it was like to share a place that wasn’t a spark. Combiner minds weren’t spark bonded, just together, so very much aware of each other, in tune, synchronized… Still, not a twin bond.
Sideswipe knew there was no replacing his twin. But he could ease the pain and suffering, be free of the aching darkness for a moment. Each time he allowed the connection, part of him whimpered in relief and washed over the other mech’s mind as if there was no tomorrow.
Maybe there wasn’t.
Maybe one day the other would be tired of this need and the clingy Autobot who was so embarrassed and ashamed, he wouldn’t acknowledge him any more than as the ally he was.
But Scavenger had never asked for more than Sideswipe could give.
And Sideswipe took all the Constructicon gave.
Like I said, watching soccer is bad for my brain...
Sequel coming up. Don't want to flood.