Broken
Heart
By:
Lady Venom
Note:
This is a story about how a person really can die of a broken heart. The time
frame is set a few days after Dinobots death.
Disclaimer: I hold no right over any of the Beast Wars characters. Darkstar belongs to me, as well as the plot.
I looked in the mirror and frowned, my tears slowly drying in dirty
streaks on my face. Emotions bubbled up inside me, all trying to compete for my
attention at once. Closing my
eyes
I tried to regain a rational thought.
Dinobot!
But could only see the dying eyes of my love instead. With a primal
scream I punched the mirror shattering it. I looked at my bloody hand with a
detached curiosity, unaware that the blood and pain was caused from the mirror.
"No,
don't go! Please, No!"
I
bent down to pick up the shards of glass, trying not to think.
"NO, you promised you'd never leave
me! You promised!"
I looked down and realized that there was someone holding my
bleeding
hand, I followed the silver arm up to the owners’ face. Silverbolts’
concerned look sent my emotions on a tailspin again. And I started to cry.
"Dinobot?" Shaking him, looking at him being taken away,
"Why won't you help him! Someone please help him!" Primals
pitying face.
"M'lady, you must let Rhinox take a look at that," I snatched
my hand back, looking at it again as if for the
first
time.
"There's still hope! You're the leader! Why don't you
help him!!" Voice going hoarse, why is that person
screaming?
I shake my head at the voice. So loud! It's not nice to shout, nope. The
silver person takes my hands away from the mess again. But I motion frantically
at the glass, it has to be cleaned for when he comes back!
"Will
you come with me please?"
I move to clean again, turning my back on him.
"Please forgive me miss,"
I'm suddenly being picked up from behind. NO! Must clean the mess, he
won't be happy if he see's me gone. I struggle but not long, my body is tired.
Why am I so tired? What did I do?
"Dinobot,
you can't take them all
on alone! Let me help!"
Dinobot? Who's that? Where am I? I look around at the grey, metallic
walls as I am being carried. Carried? Why am I being carried? Why are they all
looking at me like that?
Wait, what's a Rhinox? There's the silver guy, I hope he cleaned up the
mess before...before what?
"Get her on the table, now! Her vital signs are dropping!"
Being moved again, another scared face in my view, heheh, he has a gold brain...
Who is this Dinobot I keep hearing so much about? And why am I so tired?
"She's slippin' inta a coma Rhinox!
Do
somethin'" The guy with a gold
brain
said. This Rhinox can't be very good if he can't stop this Darkstar from dying.
I yawn, it's getting dark out and I need to recharge. Closing my eye's I drift
off to sleep.
"Please don't leave me,"
"I promise even in death we will not be kept apart."
A bright light is blinding me, it's fading. Wow, who's the hunk in the
striped outfit? Oh no, he's coming this way! I bow my head because it seems like
the appropriate thing to do. I feel a taloned hand on my chin, and I look up and
start crying.
"What is wrong?" He asks concerned.
"There's a mess on the floor, someone broke something!" I wail,
I know he will not be happy.
I look at him as he starts to laugh, not a growling laugh that I
remember,
but a large hearty bellowing laugh. I watch him confused and anxious. He slowly
stops and puts his arm around my waist and pulls me close. I do not know how I
know him, but I know him. And being in his arm feels right, so I follow him
toward the light. It feels warm and calming, and suddenly, I forget why I was so
scared.
Rhinox shuts off the computer and turns around slowly. Looking at the
motionless form of Darkstar, then up at the grim faces of the Maximals, and
shakes his head.
"I guess the loss of Dinobot was more than her mind could
bare." Optimus sighed sadly, shaking his head.
"She wasn't the Darkstar we remembered. She had changed; it was
probably for the best. At least now her spark can rest in peace with Dinobots in
the Matrix." Rhinox said despondently.
"
Yeah, uh, she...she was a good kid." Rattrap offered, lowering his head
with remorse.
Cheetor sniffled, "I'm still gonna miss her."
Silverbolt, who had not known her for more than a few days felt a little
left out from the memories. Knowing that, even though they had not spent an
enormous amount of time
together
he would still miss her constant cheerful laughter. How she was the only one who
could seem to make Dinobot less of a brooder, and make him more personable.
Silently, Silverbolt turned and left the medical room, he had a mess of glass
that
This
story as I had said in the console, was supposed to be love story. There
wasn’t suppose to be any deaths or…. whatever is happening to Darkstar. It
was suppose to be a love story between an alive Dinobot and her. I had the idea
to write this during a free class while listening to some song saying how
we’re perfect the way we are and not to change. I started writing and this
came out. But I must give thanks to Spider Striker for this, while having him
read The Right Kind of Wrong he told me to try a love story with someone
else…I’m not quite sure he had this in mind though…