Devildust KNEW something was up.

His sister was tense, constantly looking over her shoulder, keeping her eyes on the shadows, muttering and cursing when she thought no one was watching or listening, growling for no reason, and she was unusually snappy.

He’d narrowed her reasons down to two things. 1) She was edgy without her elemental powers to use as defence and attack, something that really scared her to the core. Or 2) the guy that had also been changed into a human by Wheeljack’s human changing, thingy-thing that he’d been making.

After a few more days he finally asked his sister what was wrong.

A sharp slam of her fist against the table he jumped back. “Big sister...?”

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong is that I have no powers, no defence from attacks that come and no way to defend you from attack either and you’re asking me what’s wrong?!” Shadowangel all but screamed at him, something she never did.

Devildust stepped back and bowed his head. “I’m... I’m sorry big sister.”

Just as he was about to leave, he felt his sister grab him and pull him back into a tight embrace. “No, Devildust, I’m the one who should be sorry, I shouldn’t be snapping or shouting at you, you haven’t done anything wrong... I’m sorry.”

Devildust returns the hug to his sister and absently twisted her long white/silvery hair in his fingers. “Forgiven.” He said softly, knowing his sister’s greatest fear was not having any way to defend herself and him from danger.

Don’t get the idea Shadowangel was useless without her powers, far from it, she was a warrior and could put down any human if she chose, but being human herself now, and not having the elements she controlled, she felt bare and unprotected, her powers had been there from her birth, and now they were gone, she was scared of what could happen to her and her brother without them.

In short, to Shadowangel her powers were a shield, and without the shield she was the only thing protecting her brother, and she wasn’t able to do that if there were too many enemies around them, she hated to admit it, but she relied on her elemental power to help protect her brother.

Devildust smiled and patted his sister’s back. “I got to go help sapphire and the others try and find away to get us back to normal, you be ok by yourself?” He asked, pulling away a little.

Shadowangel nodded and patted her brother’s head. “I’ll be fine, you go help and try and stay out of trouble, ok?”

“Ok,” After Devildust was gone, he noticed something near the far end of the corridor, a shadow against the wall, but it was gone before he could get a good look at it, he shrugged it off and headed towards the medical bay where everyone was planning ways that might help change them back to their robotic selves.

Shadowangel sighed and sat on her bed, her mind travelling back to the times she had been a transformer, and she had her powers, when she had been trained by Master Raku Markus to use her powers and her training to fight by the Element Master code...

And also of the few times she’d... well spent time with another mech... The same mech that was really starting to grind on her last nerves, she wasn’t sure how she felt around him... uneasy, annoyed, paranoid... loved, wanted, cared for... used, hurt... she sighed and unzipped her jacket, folding it and placing it on the chair near her bed, showing she had a white and red thin strap top underneath it, also what Sapphire and CG had explained was a bra.

Astrid had made it quite clear to Stormwing, the only one who had been changed back what would happen if she started jokes, it had been a funny sight to see to say the least.

With another sigh, Shadowangel lay back on her bed, her long hair hanging over the back and sides of the bed, for what ever reason, her thought once again creeping back to the real reason she was so snappy and up tight.

Zamfir.

Just thinking his name made her mind swirl like a tempest, and her heart race like no tomorrow, at first sight, she’d felt herself slip down into something and now, after three meetings with him, she wasn’t able to find many reasons to try and get out...

No... FIVE meetings... there had been two more recent ones, in the tunnel leading from Wheeljack’s lab to the medical bay, and outside the base.

{[~~ Just as they reached a corner, Zamfir had wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her back against him and cupping her neck with his other hand. “You seem so tense, my Angel... does it bother you that you don’t have your elements to try and burn me?” He asked almost mockingly as Shadowangel struggles in his grip.

“Zamfir let go! I’m not in the mood for your games.” She growled, hands gripping his arms in an attempt to pry them off her, it was bad enough he’d been stalking her again, she wasn’t in the mood for this now.

Zamfir’s grip tightened and he kissed her neck, and along her jaw line, moving her hair aside to whisper to her. “You didn’t mind last time, in fact, I seem to remember you rather enjoyed it, my love,” he pointed out and felt Shadowangel stiffen, her face turning a shade of red over her cheek bones. “Not that I’m complaining, it was a pleasure to have someone so beautiful and willing in my home.”

Shadowangel bit her lip to stop a gasp escaping her lips as Zamfir’s other hand slipped under her clothes to her skin, and his lips found her neck again, making her shiver as the faint feel of his fangs touched her skin. “Zamfir... stop it...”

“I wouldn’t mind doing it again with you, my Angel.” Zamfir added, this time kissing her lips, not the light and cheap kind of kisses he’d delivered to her neck, but a deep and passionate kiss, feeling Shadowangel freeze as he did, her struggling stopped and she slowly returned it. ~~]}

Shadowangel growled, moving to lie on her side and mentally scolding herself. [~“Stop thinking about him you fool, he’s a Vampire and Vampires drain from others to live, what’s to stop him killing you when he’s done playing games with you?”~]

She shut her eyes, trying to get Zamfir’s image out of her mind, but so far it wasn’t working. Instead, all she saw was what had happened just last night, when she and Zamfir had last seen each other.

{[~~ She could feel him watching her and it was starting to annoy her, with a soft growl she shot him her coldest and hardest glare, only to have him smirk at her showing his fangs slightly, no one else was around so she had no reason not turn round fully and shout at him.

Instead she headed outside, and sat on a rock, a can of soda in her hand while she watched the moonrise; it helped calm her down a little more at least. She heard someone move above and behind her and ducked her head, growling.

Zamfir again, watching her like a hawk watches it’s pray. With no reason besides her own annoyance, anger and other emotions she couldn’t name, she stood, turned and threw the now empty soda can up at where she could see Zamfir, who chose that time to look down and receive the can hard to his chin.

“STOP FOLLOWING ME!!!!!” Shadowangel shouted at him before storming back into the base.

“Bloody woman.” She heard Zamfir mutter as he rubbed his chin where the can had hit. ~~]}

Shadowangel clenched her fist, and grinding her teeth a little, why did she feel a pang of quilt now after she’d done that? He’d deserved it for stalking her... right?

With one final sigh of frustration, Shadowangel reached for her music payer remote and hit the play button, music helped her relax.

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Zamfir watched her from the shadows, but stayed out of her room since her brother went in, listening to the sudden shout and smiled at how uptight Angel sounded, she really needed to relax more.

Somehow, the change hadn’t taken his powers from him as it had Shadowangel and her brother, he could still teleport and he still had his strength, something he had made sure to keep a secret from the other TF-turned-humans.

When Devildust had left, Zamfir had been a little careless and the boy had seen his shadow, but left, most likely because he was too busy want to help the other femme so she could become her feline self again.

He chuckled to himself, unlike his sister, the boy was more at easy being human with no powers, maybe because Astrid was play the role of, as the Phoenix and human femme had said, ‘mother-hen’ and her protection plus his sister’s was keeping Devildust happy.

Zamfir smiled as he heard music playing from Shadowangel room, he knew from his past ‘check in’ that she listened to music to calm herself down when stressed or when board, and judging by the sound of the instruments, songs and singer, she was trying to calm down and get her head cleared.

He waited for a few more minutes before he began to move again, appearing just outside her room and then appearing inside her room, hidden in the shadows, eyes scanning the room and quickly locating Shadowangel lying in her bed, her back to him and curled slightly, her jacket was neatly folded on the chair beside her bed.

He stayed where he was for the time being, not wanting to rush into something for two reasons, 1) Angel could easily give him a good punch and knock him back if she chose, and 2) he wanted to wait for the right time to move in. He leaned against the wall, listening to the music and smiling as it seemed to fit what Angel was most likely thinking whenever she was with him.

Every night I rush to my bed
With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you when I close my eyes
I'm going outta my head
Lost in a fairytale
Can you hold my hands and be my guide?
Clouds filled with stars cover your skies
and I hope it rains
you’re the perfect lullaby
what kind of dream is this?

Shadowangel remained unaware of Zamfir’s presence listening to her music and letting her mind slowly empty of most thoughts. At least, until she realised the song that was playing almost perfectly fitted her current situation.

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
either way I, don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on!)
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
somebody pinch me, your loves to good to be true
(Turn the lights on!)
My guilty pleasure I ain't goin nowhere
Baby, long as you're here
I'll be floating on air cause you're my, you're my....
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
either way I; don't wanna wake up from you

She bit her lower lip, trying to get the image of Zamfir out of her head again, only to find they remained, and despite herself she couldn’t bring herself to skip the song to the next one, a part of her wanting to see Zamfir again.

Zamfir watched her in silence, eyes glazed over as he listened, he could hear her heart racing like no tomorrow, and almost stepped forward, ready to approach, but restrained himself. [~ “Patience Zamfir, patience,” ~] He scolded himself. [~ “Mustn’t rush.” ~]

I mention you when I say my prayers
I wrap you around all of my thoughts
Boy, you're my temporary high
I wish that when I wake up you're there
To wrap your arms around me for real and tell me you'll stay by side
Clouds filled with stars cover the skies
And I hope it rains
You're the perfect lullaby
What kind of dream is this?

Shadowangel sighed and took her jacket again, putting it back on with a sigh but leaving it unzipped, as she sat up on her bed. WHY in the name of the elements was he CONSTANTLY on her mind?! At the least he could TELL her what she was to him instead of just coming, playing his games, then leaving her dazed or sleeping to figure things out alone...

She caught herself daydreaming again and shook her head. [~ “Face it Angel, You’ve fallen head over heel for him and the sooner you admit that, the sooner you’ll stop getting head ache over it.~] she heard her inner voice say, [~ “So they guys a vampire, the first two times he came to you he said he’d drain you dry, meaning you’d be dead, the first time Astrid helped you get away, the second time, you woke up here in your room with a rose beside you. If he wanted to kill you, why would he bring you back and leave a rose for you?” ~]

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
either way I, don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on!)
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
somebody pinch me, your loves to good to be true
(Turn the lights on!)
My guilty pleasure I ain't goin nowhere
Baby, long as you're here
I'll be floating on air cause you're my, you're my....
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
either way I; don't wanna wake up from you

Zamfir smiled as she moved to sit up, he’d be able to hold her still better while she was sitting up, but he still didn’t move closer, still waiting, while he watched her sit put her jacket back on, moving her long hair out of the way with a sweep of her hand, he couldn’t understand why she seemed to complain about it.

It made her look more beautiful in his eyes.

Tattoo your name across my heart
so it will remain....
Not even death can make us part
what kind of dream is this?

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
either way I, don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on!)
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
somebody pinch me, your loves to good to be true
(Turn the lights on!)
My guilty pleasure I ain't goin nowhere
Baby, long as you're here
I'll be floating on air cause you're my, you're my....

Shadowangel growled and hit the pause button on her remote.

Zamfir smirked and moved in, appearing knelt behind Shadowangel and wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her against him and in the same movement, managed to pin both her arms between their bodies tightly, while his free hand cupped the side of her neck . “Guess who.” He whispered against her hair.

Shadowangel struggled, growling. “Let go of me.” She hissed, trying to get her hands free.

He just chuckled and began to trail kisses down her neck. “relax my Angel, I came only to help you, you sounded so tense and wound up when your brother came by, I thought I’d help you calm down a bit.” He said fangs pressing to her neck and little every now and then, feeling her shiver when he did. “What do you see me as, my angel?”

“W-what...?” Shadowangel gasped out, feeling his grip on her tighten a little more, and the kisses linger longer.

“The song you were listening to before. As the words say, ‘sweet dream or beautiful nightmare’ which am I to you?” he asked again, eyes shining with something Angel couldn’t quite name, it wasn’t blood lust or hunger... something different. “Tell me.”

“I... I don’t know...”

“Then let me help you work out which.” Zamfir whispered, and appeared in front of her, pushing her back onto the bed, and kissing her lips deeply, like he’s done in the tunnel, feeling Shadowangel’s hands come to his shoulders, at first trying to push him away.

Slowly however, she fisted his shirt, pulling him closer and returning the kiss.

Faintly, she could hear the song playing again, during the movement, the remote but have fallen and somehow the play button had been pressed.

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
either way I; don't wanna wake up from you

Shadowangel felt herself fall deeper into whatever hole she was in, not caring any more. She was in love; she’d admit that now, clinging to Zamfir as they kissed and slowly began to register things were going beyond a kiss...

... She didn’t care.