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Haunted
By:
Lady Venom
Disclaimer: 'Haunted', the song
and lyrics, belongs to Evanescence.
Blackarachnia was returning to base after another meeting Silverbolt. He was
always so kind, caring it made her wonder why she always had to return to
(pardon the pun) the Darkside. But Silverbolt was about as naïve in love as she
was experienced in war. Moving quickly, she made it to her room undetected.
Long lost words whisper slowly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
When all this time I've so hollow inside
I know you're still there
"So, the witch returns."
Transforming as she turned, Blackarachnia came face to face with Tarantulas.
Pulling out her gun she aimed it at his head.
"Tarantulas, what are doing here!"
Laughing, he took a step toward her.
"Don't come any closer! Unless you feel like eating my cyber-venom!" She
threatened.
"Try it, witless widow."
Pressing her claw on the trigger, she found that instead of firing the gun, she
dropped it. Watching him, she felt something cold poking at her mind.
Tarantulas laughed harder.
"The link between us will never be broken. It can be dulled, but it is
permanent."
"No! I will be free of you!"
Watching me Wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you Loving you
I won't let you pull me down
Pain! It felt as if every fiber of her being was alive with it. She tried to
scream, but no sound came. Just when she thought she would go off-line it
stopped. Panting, she looked up at him.
"Now, you will do as I command."
"And… if I… don't?" She asked in between gasps. The pain resumed, and left her
shaking when he stopped.
"Do you think you have an alternative?" He growled.
Head lowered; she didn't answer, and kept her mind purposely blank.
"Megatron is on some fools mission with Rampage. I wasn’t you to see what has
him so pre occupied. His personal records should hold what we need."
Still not speaking she left.
Hunting you I can smell you Alive
Your heart pounding in my head
She could still feel him inside her. His mind was like a virus; eating through
her to the very core. Once inside Megatron's quarters, her eyes fell on a large
gun held on his shelf. Trying not to alert Tarantulas she thought of Silverbolt.
Her kind, honorable knight. Picking up the gun she aimed it at herself.
"There is always an alternative." She whispered, and pulled the trigger.
Watching me Wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Saving me Raping me
Watching me