Post by Supernova Mavrix on Oct 26, 2015 8:22:10 GMT
From within the Academy for Gifted Cybertronians and Predacons, the student quarters of the area. Room 2: Supernova Mavrix, inside was a rather large feather like bed, a racking system on the left wall from which her old armor and axe reside. A few picture frames on her right wall, one of her mother, Novaray Mavrix, another of her entire family and one more of her and Burnout Change. On the floor of the bedroom, was a rug and several small torches still lit were surrounding it, useful to create a relaxing enough environment for meditation. Supernova lay still on her bed, she had just returned from helping out with the Ramshell and decided some rest was viable to her recovery from her battle with Katrina Lockheart, Supernova's facial expression was pained, uncomfortable like she was having a bad dream.
She was dreaming indeed, inside her dream she was sat down on a rock, overlooking a peaceful beach in moonlight, the waves splashed against the rocks below her, Supernova let out a heavy sigh, then a voice echoed throughout the beach, it seemed cryptic, dark in tone, yet so like Supernova's own voice.
You lost it against your hated foe... Katrina Lockheart... Even now, you burn with anger just thinking about her!
Supernova immediately turned and looked around for the source of the voice, she stood up and growled in anger, she looked around once more, suddenly footsteps could be heard in the darkness behind her, she creates a fireball in each servo and turns.
There is no use in denying yourself the bounty and pure bliss anger gives you, the look you get in your optics when you enter that frenzied state, you want revenge, you wanted to go berserk. You wanted to bring Feenix Katrina's head and entrails..
Supernove then was about to speak but then the figure revealed itself to be a darker, evil and sadistic version of her own self, a psychotic look in those deathly purple optics, her armor was a pure black, her wings looked sharp, demon like. Her fangs were bared, stained with energon.
..Gaze upon what your future could look like, if you simply gave in and knelt before the darker you...
Supernova widened her optics, backing away shaking her head in disbelief. She could never become that, else she'd risk losing everything she holds dear to her. She screamed at the demon in defiance and suddenly she awoke from her dream, crying out. She had fallen off her bed, she looked around. All was quiet only the slight crackling of the flames on the floor, she frowned in sadness, curled up into a ball and begun crying.
Leave me alone... Go away...
She was dreaming indeed, inside her dream she was sat down on a rock, overlooking a peaceful beach in moonlight, the waves splashed against the rocks below her, Supernova let out a heavy sigh, then a voice echoed throughout the beach, it seemed cryptic, dark in tone, yet so like Supernova's own voice.
You lost it against your hated foe... Katrina Lockheart... Even now, you burn with anger just thinking about her!
Supernova immediately turned and looked around for the source of the voice, she stood up and growled in anger, she looked around once more, suddenly footsteps could be heard in the darkness behind her, she creates a fireball in each servo and turns.
There is no use in denying yourself the bounty and pure bliss anger gives you, the look you get in your optics when you enter that frenzied state, you want revenge, you wanted to go berserk. You wanted to bring Feenix Katrina's head and entrails..
Supernove then was about to speak but then the figure revealed itself to be a darker, evil and sadistic version of her own self, a psychotic look in those deathly purple optics, her armor was a pure black, her wings looked sharp, demon like. Her fangs were bared, stained with energon.
..Gaze upon what your future could look like, if you simply gave in and knelt before the darker you...
Supernova widened her optics, backing away shaking her head in disbelief. She could never become that, else she'd risk losing everything she holds dear to her. She screamed at the demon in defiance and suddenly she awoke from her dream, crying out. She had fallen off her bed, she looked around. All was quiet only the slight crackling of the flames on the floor, she frowned in sadness, curled up into a ball and begun crying.
Leave me alone... Go away...