Electrikthedemondeer

PB&J - Prowl/Jazz, implied Barricade/Prowl, Barricade/Prowl & Jazz Jazz ripped down the old dirt road, tring to ignore the blue flashing lights behind him a siren pierced the air. “Jazz pull over!” Jazz just revved his engine in response and sped up. “Fragit, you stubborn Autobot, I said pull over!”  Barricade was starting to get annoyed with chasing the angry Autobot.  He grumbled has he too picked up speed to catch up to the silver bot.  It had only been a month since he defected from the Decepticon cause and already it seemed like he was on babysitting duty. “Go suck your own slag, Barricade!” Barricade

Her wrists almost cut open from the rough, scratchy rope that tied them together. She was at the top of one of the pyramids, staring at her hands while the priest mindlessly babbled on about how this virgin sacrifice would calm the volcano god and secure their safety. She almost scoffed. Since when did gods let crops come back in plentiful bunches just because some stupid priest or ruler yanked out some poor soul's heart and offered it up in exchange for safety? She knew the nobles and higher class kept everything for themselves. They were greedy bastards, with souls as black as coal. The girl was suddenly pinned onto the altar, held down by