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Sleepy Time Junction

Octhound/ Bloodtane Fanfic! (More so Implied but hush) 

Thanks to @lesbianrevenant for editing! Theyre very nice! Go give them a follow! 

(Also ive given up on giving fics good names so like,,, this is what you get for the title) 

     Silence. 

It's one sound-- if you can even call it that-- that Octavio despises.. The way it seeps into his skin, twists the thoughts in his brain towards darkness, a heavy feeling settling in his heart.

The bed the speedster is laying on suddenly seems too soft, threatening to swallow him whole and keep him in that dark and forbidding prison. In a flash, Octavio is up and out of the bed, his legs leading him out into the kitchen.

 Before he even realizes it, an energy drink is in his hands, and he’s walking outside of the apartment he and most of the other legends share. 

With a heavy sigh and a shake of his head, Octavio decides to head for the park, a common place for him at this time of  night. Listening to the chirp of crickets and the distant hoot of owls always seems to calm his nerves. The full moon illuminates the sidewalk in front of him, the occasional truck passing-- on the way to stores, he imagines. The cool breeze feels great in comparison to the hot blanket back in his room. 

Sipping from the energy drink, Octavio makes his way to a bench that sits along the forest line, slumping in said seat. His gaze turns to the sky, his eyes lazily watching a bird fly around. A crow-- he wonders if it's Artur. The thought makes him laugh. A small yawn escapes the speedster, going to take a sip of the energy drink again, though a whine leaves him when he realizes it’s empty. 

A quick gaze around the park tells him that there is a trashcan near the playset, and he really should get up to throw it away. Instead, Octavio slips the emptied can into the pocket of his pale green hoodie, yet another yawn escaping. Sleep starts to take over his mind, a numbing sensation coming along with it. Laying on his side, Octavio decides that a few more minutes outside won’t hurt, but one thing leads to another, and the speedster is pulled awake when he hears a sharp noise. 

Well, awake might not be the right word. Octavio sleepily nuzzles into the warmth of... whoever is carrying him. Small curses leave them, but Octavio really doesn’t care. He feels.... safe. The person holding him won’t hurt him. A quiet thank you is muttered from the half asleep speedster, before he falls back into blissful nothingness. 

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Light at the end of the tunnel. (Revfinder.)

(Slight TW! Mention of blood((oil but its technically robot blood so just to be safe!!!))) 

     Death was something Revenant saw everyday, and yet not at all. Something he strived for, a moment of peace, before being ripped from the welcoming and inviting darkness, back into a body of metal and wires, a life of pain and suffering. By now, the process was second nature to him. Fighting in the arena almost always guaranteed one frame change per day, at the most three or four. But that always happened within the games themselves. 

Staring down the barrel of a gun outside of the match should have invoked something in Revenant . Anything. Fear. Anger. But all he felt was a small sense of annoyance, yellow optics focused on the gun, rather than who was behind it.   This situation is one he had found himself idolizing for as long as he could remember. Loba, standing before him, gun trained to his head, a determined look on her face. And yet, it wasn’t right. She still had his source code. He would still wake up in a metal body. Revenant almost deflated at the though, but he honestly did not know why he got his hopes up. He was messing around, and apparently taken a threat too far, and now he was at the short end of the stick. 

“Do it. Pull the trigger. We both know this wont change anything. I’ll still be here. Haunting you, watching your every move.” Revenant croaks, his optics moving up to the angered female, watching her readjust her grip on the pistol. “I won’t die. Not without the source code, you so desperately wish to keep from me.”    The  syndicate doesn't even flinch when a bullet enters his arm, merely glancing as oil and coolant begin to start leaking out. He turns his helm back, opening his mouth to make another comment as a bullet enters his frame again,  through the stomach. Revenant coughs, oil starting to to make its way out of his mouth. “Foolish girl.” He snarls, making no efforts to get up and attack her. He knew it would just end up badly for himself. Loba was more liked than him, they would believe her instead of him.  During his pondering, Revenant missed the heavy footsteps, glancing to the door with slight dread as a familiar summer blue bot appears in the doorframe, “Friend Loba? What are you-”  Pathfinder freezes in the doorway, staring at the scene before him. The gun clatters to the ground as Loba turns around, a angry red emoji appearing on Pathfinders screen, “What have you done to Friend Revenant ?” “Pathfinder, I-” “We are no longer friends.” A cold, emotionless tone comes from the blue MRVN bot, something Revenant had never heard before. Honestly, it was a little offputting as the blue bot walks towards him, pushing Loba away as he walks past, “Please leave, Loba.”  The female is quick to flee the scene as Pathfinder crouches down to check over Revenant , the red syndicate letting out a breath he did not realize he had been holding. By now, a significant oil puddle had formed around himself, but Pathfinder did not seem to care, crouching down to easily pick him up. “Do not worry, Friend Revenant . I will fix you up. I promise.” “Sure.” Came the meek response, Revenant too tired to try and fight him at this point. He would reprimand the MRVN later, once he respawned into a new frame.  The world went dark as the two made their way down the hallway, and Reveant was somewhat okay with this death. He would never admit it, but Pathfinder was pretty alright in his optics. 

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