Thoughts
By: Sinead
It seems, that as authors mature, they either start writing dedications, poems, or the thoughts that a certain Beast Warrior may be thinking, as a certain part in time. I�ve actually tried my hand at it, and I�m not that great, at getting into their minds. Well . . . that is, unless they�re either Nightscream, Cheetor . . . maybe Dinobot and Rattrap . . . but everyone else ends up being a mystery. I can�t seem to get into the minds, since some of their ideals are different than my own.

StarGazer: Heh.

*groan* who let you in?

StarGazer: You gave me a key, remember?

. . . figures. Who sent you here?

StarGazer: Me. Why else would I come?

To annoy me, perhaps?

StarGazer: Yeah, well . . . that too. Go on. I�m here to question why. Oh, and my first question why: What ideals? And you have a mind?

Oh, ha-ha. I�m just rolling on the ground in helpless laughter. Fine. For instance, I don�t care for being the ruler of the world, as Megs does. Inferno . . . heh . . . and I thought that you were foggy-minded.

StarGazer: Hey!

Rampage is a homicidal killer, who, I think, could get to like to read poetry . . .

StarGazer: Figures.

Airazor, sorry to say, doesn�t have much other than feathers in her head . . .

StarGazer: Tigatron?

Oh. I like him. He�d like my major, so . . . yeah. I guess that I could think like him for a while.

StarGazer: Yeah, that�s right, you traitor. You thought that you could get away with changing from being an ANIMAL major to a PLANT major, without someone telling you that you�re an imbecile?!

Big word. And no, I knew that someone would yell, but you know that I feel . . . well, almost safer in the woods, than in any of the other Animal Science classes. And can we continue that argument later?

StarGazer: Fine. So . . . how about Waspy?

You�ve gotta be kidding me . . . wait. I can be that brainless . . .

StarGazer: You already are.

So?

StarGazer: *sigh* how about that clone?

That ended up really being him. Dinobot, I mean.

StarGazer: Oh. Yeah. But could you?

I tried . . . and failed miserably.

StarGazer: *laughs* Okay, then . . . Quickstrike.

Hmm. Could I? Well . . . LoneWolf�s from Texas . . . minus the accent, of course, so I could ask her a little about the place, then see if I can slip into his mind, a little. D�ya think that could work?

StarGazer: Just as much as actually bringing Lizard-Lips back to life is.

You know what? Shut up.

StarGazer: That�s my line! Oh, have it your way. Are we done with the Preds yet?

Hmm . . . Terrorsaur and Scorpinok? Well . . . if I tried, then maybe Scorpinok . . . and who the heck would want to be in Terrorsaur�s mind?! It�s warped enough as it is, and I don�t need the influence! . . . that�s why you�re around.

StarGazer: What�s that supposed to mean?

Oh, nothing. Now for the Maximals. Optimus . . . uhm . . . maybe. He�s a leader, and I think that I might have a few leadership qualities, but I don�t care, to tell you the truth. Rhinox�s too technical, and�

StarGazer: And you have a simple mind.

You only wish. It only appears like that.

StarGazer: Mind telling me why it isn�t?

Why else would I be an author? How could I be a author, if I have a simple mind? I couldn�t be able to keep multiple plot twists, and so on and so forth.

StarGazer: �And so on and so forth�? Woah, you lost me there.

That was the point.

StarGazer: Oh. Right. So What about Silverbolt? And REASONS!!! MUST HAVE REASONS!!! Not that crap you�ve been giving me for all the other ones.

Fine. And I could get into his mind! He�s a warrior, duh, and his code of honor is as rigid as Dinobot�s. I can relate to a code of honor.

StarGazer: Is that it?

Plus he was one of my favorites, and I looked and found everything that I could upon him.

StarGazer: Oh. So . . . Depth Charge.

Dunno.

StarGazer: Huh? C�mon!

Dunno! Honestly, Star, if I could tell you, I would.

StarGazer: Then I�m gonna test you.

Uh-oh. Who?

StarGazer: Hmm . . . wasn�t there an episode called �Code of Hero�?

You. Wouldn�t. Dare.

StarGazer: Would I?

STARGAZER!!!

StarGazer: What?!

That�s not happening!

StarGazer: Oh? So you�re all upset because Dino-butt kicks the bucket? Gets his ticket punched?

Care to let me bring in a certain author who�s favorites are Dinobot and Rattrap? I can! She�d stay on my side!

StarGazer: Oh, fine. So just give me a little blurb, �ya know? On . . . erm . . . Tigatron.

*sigh* oh, very well. Here goes nothing:



Silence. Peace . . . and yet there is always something missing. No matter where the trails lead, no matter what his beast�s eyes see, I am only half-complete. My past is gone, yet that gives me a reason to start anew. I care not for what I may have been before, since this is what I am now. So what can I be missing? Surely nothing more than what I have already.

Or do I?

No . . . there is one other thing, that I do not seem to have in my life . . . One other thing, that I cannot seem to grasp, and yet, my beast�s instincts tell me that it is something that is wonderful to experience. Yet . . . yet there are none for me. There are no others, like me, who share the same views upon life as I do.

I look up, to see an angel descending. Once she lands and settles her wings along her sides, she walks over to me, not saying a word. I look up into her sharp eyes, and she tries to form her beak into a smile, kind and gentle. I see her intention, if only to be friends. And I nod once. �I would be honored, if you would accompany me, milady.�

She hops over, and I can tell that her beast mode feels the same way that mine does, by the way that she keeps glancing at me.

Maybe . . . only maybe . . . I can grasp Fate�s hand once again, looking up at Her Eyes, to see my destiny written there . . . and maybe this Angel would be there with me . . .



Right. Done. What do you say?

StarGazer: You�re a sap.

*blinks* Well, duh. What else could I be?

StarGazer: You write action and suspence as if it were nothing! And yet you come out with this gooey lovey-dovey thing, that fits better in a chick flick!

You never said what I was going to write about. You just told me to.

StarGazer: AAARRRRRGGGGG!!!!! You are SO dense!

So you would rather me write a lemon? Do you know what other kids will be reading this?

StarGazer: Do I care? You�d rate it under a lemon!

Do I WANT to write a lemon?! No!

StarGazer: You did once.

And that was horribly written. I can�t write crap like that.

StarGazer: Fine! But THIS time, you�re going into someone else�s thoughts!

. . . uh-oh. Who.

StarGazer: *hums Mickey Mouse Club tune*

Bloody perfect. Fine! What time?

StarGazer: Right after Dino-boob is a part of the Maximals. And write well, Choppuhface!

You like my new nickname, don�t you? Fine . . .



Why doesn�t he get it? Why CAN�T he get it?! Dat KID is freakin� actin� like he�s one o� us, an he�s barely older den da Kiddo! Granted, he�s got a mind for strategy, but thin�s only go so far, buddy! Huh. An� here I am, ramblin� on like some ol� biddy. Eh . . . Choppuhface�ll learn soon �nough. If he ain�t killed before den. If he ain�t after Barney, den he�s a homicidal freak, who only wants ta kill. An� yet, he thinks dat he can take me out. I�ll show dat youngster dat I ain�t someone ta fool with. If he had seen me dose years ago�

�Vermin. You have watch.�

�Slag off, Lizard-Lips. I ain�t in da mood.�

�Get in the mood.�

I spin to face him, gun drawn, and aimed right at his chest. If I missed his Spark, slaggit. I�d only hit somethin� else vital, an� dat�s what counts. Dat�s what I was trained ta do. �You wanna slag me off, Kid? Look! I ain�t got time ta be arguin� with �ya all day, �ya know! An� I�m not up for watch duty for another megacycle. So stick it in �ya command module, and leave me alone.�

�What right do you think to call me a child by?!�

�I was in da Great War when I was your age! I SHOULD know!�

�You�re not the only one who was in that war,� he growled, his optics narrowin�. Heh. If Pop Ops evuh heard dis one, he�d short out.

I glared back. �Really, den?�

�Do you think this is my original body?�

�Liar. No bot cheats death. Now . . . just keep out of my way. I�ve got bettuh thin�s ta do.�

I walk away, barely able ta keep my mind straight. I�ll find out more about dat bot, an� when I do, �e�ll be sorry dat he messed with me.



StarGazer: Great! Now Do Dinobot�s perspective!

WHAT?! Oh . . . have it your way.



Rot in the Pit. You belong there. All you ever do is try to act like the supposed war hero that you Maximals say you were. I don�t believe one lying word. And they say that Predacons are the evil ones, the ones that lie, cheat, deceive at all times. I�ve known better Predacons, whose actions are more honorable than yours. At least they don�t hide what they truly are.

And you say that I�m a child? That nobody cheats death? Bull. Megatron, who later became Galvatron, did. Your so-called great Optimus Prime did. Even Primal has, and still you don�t care to acknowledge the fact that Predacons are capable of the same things. Sparks were taken from their older, barely-functioning bodies, and were given new ones, with all memories intact. They left their old lives, and took on new identities.

I, myself, left behind she whom I loved. She, whom I had battled with, whom I had seen through hard times and fair. She, whom after I had �died,� had mourned, and nearly had taken her life, had not I interfered. I told her what I could, since we were ordered not to say that we had been brought back from near-death. We were told to say that we were survivors of the battle, rescued, but we couldn�t return to those we love.

And it was her, who heard what I could not say, and understood.

Maybe, once this is all over, I�ll return.



StarGazer: Sap. Sap! SAP!!! Arg! What do I have to do to you, hit you over the head with a four by four?!

Ooh. That would be pain.

StarGazer: Naw, really?!

I think that I�ll use that in a story. Hmm . . . that came out pretty well, you know?

StarGazer: *grumbles*

Oh, come on. What do you think of it?

StarGazer: You know what? You finish writing that storyline, and I�ll tell you.

Great! Now . . . huh. It�s getting late, don�t you think?

StarGazer: Uh . . . yeah. Hey! Pizza night over your house, right?

Yep! And Sunfire, Matiko, DreamKeeper, LoneWolf, Tiga and Nanashi will be there. Go home, get movies, DVDs, whatever, and bring them! It�s an all-nighter.

StarGazer: �Tiko�ll never make it.

So? He�ll be there, is the good thing.

StarGazer: Any other guys?

Not that I know of, but if some of the girls bring guys, then the party can�t be all that bad.

StarGazer: Party?

Well . . . you know what I mean, right?

StarGazer: Yeah. Hey! Why don�t we just go to Video To Go, and get some stuff there? You have a card, right?

Wrong. Mom does. She�ll bring us.

StarGazer: Oh. Okay. Let�s go! *runs out of room, and down the hall, to the stairs* SINEAD!!! GET!!! MOVING!!!

And you wonder why I devote every spare quiet moment that I have to thinking? StarGazer, you wait up a moment! HEY!!! I SAID WAIT!!!
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