An example
( @quibble-auk your recent post inspired this, Im going to yell to the heavens about it soon I promise but alas, the worms.) Violence, blood gore, angst.
They had found Sunrazor. Found out about Sunrazor to be in alignment with reality.Â
Which means they found out that Comet had stolen a sparkling instead of allowing her to die.
Cometeater couldn't hold back his scream when the whip hit his back. He choked and gasped as the force snatched on his tied wrists. Blood had already soaked the ground beneath him, deep in the back of his mind he prayed the gladiators forced to watch the beating wrote off his odd yellow blood and sent it downstream with every other weird thing about him.Â
Another lash, the roar of pain bubbled in his throat. He received another twin cut from the handler for not allowing it out. It did escape his tortured raw throat that time.Â
He was hazy from blood loss, he could feel it, how long had he been tied here? Since that morning. Yes. He had overheard the rumors that the higher ups had gotten sick of his, âFlamboyant confidence in disrespecting authority.â That of course had nothing to do with what had been an almost riot the day before, two handlers dead because of some angry gladiators. Convenient, they just decided to have an example made of him that next day.
He felt his eyes start to water as another wave of agony ran up his spine, He couldnât hold in his yell as the flesh was stripped off his back.
    Comet had rushed quickly from the dining hall, allowing his old habits from back when he hid in the alleys of cybertron to coat him. In one minute he had Sunrazor.
Three minutes he was in the barred wing of the Arena of the upper quarters.
Five he was frantically shoving a terrified Sunrazor to the only mech he could trust her with.
Theremin hadnât had time to ask him what was wrong.
Seven minutes later Comet was on the ground.Â
Ten minutes later he was an example.Â
Good.Â
Then they wouldnât care about Sunrazor, if he gave them enough of a show.
Those stupid masters would leave him alone.
Comet could hear vaguely past the ringing in his head the master was yelling about insubordination. He slowly opened his eyes as the heat of the sun beat down on him, he met Thereminâs optics. Fear shot through his chest. He weakly grunted straining to look through the crowd, why wasn't he with Sunrazor? Where was his cub? Why- A boot snapped his head back with an audible crunch. His scream echoed through the crowd, his blood splattering in a nightmarish imitation of a halo around his battered body.Â
âCOMET!â
The pretender slowly blinked and hoped the handler wouldn't notice his flesh sticking to the whip.
And that his brothers would forgive him.
