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Past the point of no return Reprise

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Basically just put Ava in the role of Christine in this bit www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlKJMd… XP

One does not simply escape escape their vampire bund and expect to be free.

And here's quoting The Labyrinth XD

Rade: "I ask for so little. Just let me rule you and you can have everything that you want. Just fear me. Love me. Do as I say and I would be your slave." He circled his beloved, the one who defied him and drove him madly obsessed. She had chosen to run rather then be by his side despite the riches he'd offered her time and time again once she started getting her memory back.

Ava: "I won't, you have no power here." The vampires attack was not focused on her but the mech fighting to protect her, a Freelancer named Sky Shadow who was truthfully her best friend and probably more if she let herself. She wanted to help him but was being held back by the pure bloods power until he was finally overpowered and contained by the servants of Pandora.

Rades phantom hands pulled Ava's arms up and restrained her as he pressed her down and into the face of the struggling black jet, his minions giving sickening chuckles looking between the two.

Rade: "You have two choices. Bite him, drink his blood and come return home with me or he will be killed and it will be all your fault, my most beloved." The voice echoed through the hall as the mech's sword dug into the shadow dancers throat causing his life fluids to drip out. "A spy among the Freelancers has told us quite some interesting information. A deal about this mech's blood being highly addictive." His voice did indeed sound intrigued as he spoke. "But perhaps your love for him will let you stop so you don't drain him. The choice is your's. But either way, you can not win."
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As the sword dug into his neck, the jet jerked harshly, trying to lodge one of his arms or legs free of the tight grip the vampires had on him. He grit his dentures as a cut was formed, he could smell his lifeblood as it trickled down his neck, its sweet aroma filling the air, a smell so powerful it would make any blood suckers tanks grumble. And that it did, he could hear the one near his helm licking its lips as his hidden optics met the capture femme in front of him. She had a choice, not a fair one, one he couldn't let her choose.

"Time is running out..."

That voice, it must be Rade, a mech that Avalanche had told him about a few times during their more... intermate talks. They spoke about a lot of things, including their pasts, well some of it. They were getting to the point where they were loosening up to one another, confiding in each other, but it was still early days. She had told him a bit about Rade, but not much.

He tensed when he felt the blade again, cutting deeper into his neck circuitry, spilling more energon out, making him wince and squeak a little in discomfort as he pulled his neck away, tilting his head downwards to try and cull the bleeding as much as he could. He took some deep intakes, listening to Rade taunt the femme, his blood spilling down his cockpit as his helm grew dizzy.

/You're so pathetic! A bit of energon loss and you're on the verge of blacking out! How the frag have you survived for so long!?/

Great, that was all he needed. He could feel his helm starting to pound. In frustration, he struggled, startling the vampires a little as they had relaxed their grip a little due to his inactivity. He could feel it growing, the uncontrollable energy was building inside of him, his helm felt like someone was trying to bash their way out of it.

/You're worthless! All this because you've fallen smitten for a vampire! A VAMPIRE. If you had just kept your fragging distance like I said you should you wouldn't be in this mess!/

"S-shut up..."

Rade looked down at the bowed helm, growling a little as he used his sword to lever the jets face until it was aimed at him, causing him to strain his damaged neck as he glared down at him.

"What was that..."

But the black jets mind was elsewhere, his struggling was intensifying as the pain got worse and worse. Avalanche could see the look of anguish on his faceplates, her optics brightening a little as she put two and two together, stopping a moment to focus on the jet and not on the temptingly delicious smelling fluids escaping his neck.

/You should've stayed away! You're so useless you can't even do that right! You must get your pathetic feelings and empathy from the cloud walker because you definately don't get them from me! You're trash!/

"S-SHUT UP!"

Avalanche yelped as a wave of pure power escaped the black mechs frame, everyone being forced away and slammed into the nearby walls or furniature. She felt the hold Rade had on her appendages vanish as he was pushed away, the pearly white femme scrambling up as the black jet coughed up some energon, strewn on his hands and knees on the floor where he'd been dropped, his energon pooled around him.

She was quick to reach out of him, jumping in shock when he suddenly looked up at her and grabbed her hand, yelping as the two of them vanished in a puff of sparks and smoke just before the small gang had gotten back to them. The darkness around her made her nervous, bringing up a memory from her childhood, before she was brought back to reality as she felt the black jets hand slip a bit. She couldn't see him, but she could feel his hold, calming herself she gripped his half drenched servo and shut her optics.

When she opened them again they were somewhere new, a place she had never seen before. It was a room, except the walls had glowing patterns on them, almost tribal like and looking like clocks, hourglasses and other equipment that was normally used to represent time. The floor was a soft carpet, warm and comforting under her peds and the furniture was minimal; a double bed in the corner draped with warm blankets and what looked like a very comfy duvet, what looked like a small side room that she guessed might lead to some sort of washrack and a kitchen area with a few cupboards and places to cook human food. Since Skartplug had fitted everyone with his device that allowed them to consume other foods, kitchens had been more useful seeing as prior they had only been used to cook the Freelancer commanders food and sometimes Ravens if she was eating that day.

A strained intake quickly snapped her out of her thoughts as she looked down, she was still holding the collapsed black mechs servos whilst he was bleeding out on the floor. The stench of his energon was making her CPU start to spin, it smelt so tasty... so tempting... maybe just a little bite? The mech couldn't be turned... a bit of energon wouldn't hurt.

She shook her head and turned off her olfactory sensors before kneeling down, unspacing a medical field kit and gently taking the mechs soaked hand away from his neck so she could do her job. The wound was deep, she looked about before eyeing up the bed, holding a cloth to the mechs circuits before helping him over to it and laying him down. He was silent, she didn't like how quiet he was being.

"Where are we?"

"...in a rift between time. S-Syndrome b-brings me here when I need to heal... time d-does not flow here a-and only m-myself, Drome a-and Raven on a good day can travel here... p-plus those in our care"

Avalanche smiled a little at the side comment about Raven, she had been known to have 'bad days' as they'd been nicknamed but Syndrome normally brought her to her senses... after she'd obviously sent one or two mechs to the medbay. She could feel the mechs intakes as she worked, she never really carried painkillers so she knew the jet probably wasn't comfortable.

"...We're safe here... but we can't stay here longer than an Earth month... or you'll cease to exist... p-plus it gets boring here quite quickly..."

"Conserve your strength Sky. Focus on rerouting your energon supplies"

The mech fell silent again, just the sound of his shaky intakes filling the air as she worked, glancing down at his visor every time it flickered. She finished up as quickly as she could, gently shifting the mech so that he was in the bed and covering him up, sitting on the bed next to him as she let him rest. He'd lost a lot of energon and looked exhausted. Smiling a little, she laid down on the quilt next to him, curling her legs up as she laid on her side watching his chestplate rise and fall a little from his intakes. She yawned, her own optical shutters slowly closing as she settled down, letting out another yawn as she whispered to him quietly before falling into recharge.

"Thank you..."