See You In My Nightmares

See You In My Nightmares </b>

And I might see you in my nightmare Ooooh how'd you'd get there Cuz we were once a fairy tale But this is farewell

The sounds of explosions sounded from all around them as they stared each other down. Crimson optics met Jazz’s own golden ones. Jazz hadn’t worn his visor for this secret meeting feeling it would do nothing more than cause even more tension.  “Prowl,” started Jazz as he took a step forward a hopeful look on his face only to earn a quiet growl from the black and white mech.

“I’ve told you foolish, Autobot. That weak mech is dead…I’m Barricade.” The newly reformatted con’s cold voice sent a shiver down into Jazz’s spark. It was becoming clearer and clearer to Jazz that this wasn’t the mech he had fallen in love with all those years ago, but simply a monster using his lover as its host.

“He isn’t dead…I’m staring straight at him.” Jazz placed a stubborn scowl on his face. The same one that had annoyed Prowl to no end when they were together and had sent even the toughest mechs running for cover.

Jazz couldn’t help but flinch as Barricade started to chuckle. That wasn’t the same warm laugh the saboteur loved to hear and it felt strangely damning to him. “Then you really are as foolish as they say.”

“You really want to do this? To the autobots? ..”  said Jazz as his vocal volume slowly dropped to a small weak whisper. “To Me?”

“What makes you so special?” Barricade took a step forward before reaching out to tenderly touch the silver mech’s cheek tenderly. Jazz foolish leaned towards the touch never suspecting the hidden danger laying in wait. In a flash, his world went totally black as Barricade crushed his optics into tiny shards.

The silver mech pulled away from his ex-lover in shock his spark almost at the breaking point. He didn’t even register this new pain coursing though his systems. The spark ache itself numbed everything else.

“P.Prowl?” he stuttered out clumsily falling in his attempt to put a bit of distance between himself and the con.

“He is dead, you foolish bot. The only place you will see that pitiful fool is in your dreams.” Barricade’s voice was growing distant now as the con started his journey back to the other members of his fraction.

Jazz hung his head as tears mixed with the steady flow of energon leaking from his optics. “No..” he said silently as he tried to find his feet. “In my nightmares…”