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Dea Ex Machina, ch4Chapter 4
Sanguijuela spent the rest of the night on her bed as she laid awake, still pondering about the words Blitzwing left her last.
You're different. You're something else.
She sighed. What does this mean? Am I special or do I displease him? Could it be true that he does not love me 100%? She tried to dispose of the thoughts and attempted to fall into stasis. Instead, she fell into a strange trance and got out of bed. She moved more rigidly than normal, like a zombie but without holding her arms forward. Her optics glowed orange and her fangs grew longer. She came upon Blitzwing's door and dialed the code on the keypad on the left. The door slid opened and she pounced to the side of Blitzwing's bed. He was recharging peacefully on his favorite side, the right one. Then, she silently stalked upon him, kneeled beside him and bent over to pierce his neck with her razor sharp fangs. This she did without rousing him from stasis. Two, cleanly-made holes ap
Dea Ex Machina, ch3Chapter 3
Yesterday afternoon, Blitzwing tutored Sanguijuela on all of her subjects, especially Cybermath. Unlike most days, she said nothing when her mistakes were being corrected. Either she didn't want to agitate Blitzwing or she didn't just have the spark for it. He asked her to join him for dinner and amazingly, she did not wolf down any of the food like she normally did if you can use the term "normal" for someone like her. Aside from that, she barely spoke to him that night and took her recharge earlier than usual...
Blitzwing was sitting on the couch, reading same topic on his tablet. He couldn't concentrate on the topics and changed pages restlessly. "Where is she?" he wondered out loud. "It's midday and she's usually up before this time. I hope oh no." He left the tablet on the coffee table, stood up and left for Sanguijuela's room.
Unbeknownst to him, Sanguijuela was on her bed, lying on her grille plate(or belly) and she was watching a horror flick.
Dea Ex Machina, ch2Chapter 2
Blitzwing awoke and found Sanguijuela in his arms. She was still asleep and had her back against him, just like yesterday. Blitzwing immediately switched to his Angry personality upon seeing her in his arms and in his bed. Then, he kicked her away from him and she fell off her side of the bed.
"GAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, YOU TEMPTRESS?!" he yelled at her as he shot out of bed.
A vicious series of grumbling and growling came from the opposite side of the bed where Blitzwing was standing guard. Then, a small transforming sound was heard.
"BLITZWIIIIING! WHY DID YOU KICK ME OUT OF BED?!" Sanguijuela screamed as she hoisted herself up the edge of the bed with her claw-like fingers. Her right arm was now a huge blade. Blitzwing slid over the bed and crashed on top of her. He was now sitting on her as she struggled to break free.
"You do NOT shred my bed to pieces, do you hear me?!" he yelled at her as she stopped struggling.
"Get OFF me! You're not exactly a lightweight,
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