Demon AU
EDIT: This is the fic that inspired/started WDGTD
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You'd say you didn't ask for this but you pretty much did.
It was a old book, so old it appeared to be hand written unlike the datapads of today's era.
It also asked for a animal corpse to be used. In your area there were a load of turbofoxes and they often left corpses of the wildlife and you thought it amusing to toss one into the circle you had drawn up. The one you drew up because you thought the pattern looked interesting.
Yep this was all your fault.
No one to blame but yourself.
You wished there was someone else at least partially to blame, someone you could gripe at at least a little. No, it was all you.
Something fell behind you and you pinched the bridge of your nose. Spinning round you confronted the multi-armed demon who had deliberately nudged a item off your desk while looking like a bored feline.
"Something wrong Galvatron?" Cyclonus sighed at him. The demon flicked its tail lazily.
"Yeah can't you pay attention to me?" It whined.
"No, I have to study to be accepted into the Cybertronian military" he tried turning back to the datapad in front of him only to find a clawed hand over the top of it
"Boring" Galvatron sniffed "Play with me"
"What do you want?"
"Some attention geez, you summoned me, do something with me" it whined drumming its claws against the metal of its thigh.
"You can entertain yourself as long as it doesn't involve destroying everything in the vicinity again. You do not know how lucky we were that we got out of that!"
"Well for starters what do you expect from a being who specializes in the chaotic arts?"
It said that repeatedly, but you think that was just it's excuse for being an ass.
"Have you ever thought about tormenting someone else?"
"What? No? You summoned me I'm technically bound to you"
"Mmm technically" He wondered what the 'technically' part meant. Another demon, named 'Scourge' apparently, had warned you several times to try and get rid of Galvatron and that his 'rules' were finicky but wild at best, probably leading you to an early grave.
Then again he was the least of the troubles that seemed to follow Galvatron into your life.
Chains rattled as the levitating demon touched the ground and Galvatron began invading some of his personal drawers in a bid to either anger you into paying attention to him or to actually find something to entertain himself with.
Cyclonus eyed the chains, each link in them had a delicate line of inscription and the actual shackle had several different symbols and hieroglyphs embossed in the metal. He had been informed that by summoning him he had broken the chains that were meant to bind him away from every possible plane of existence.
"So, today will you tell me why you were chained up?"
"Ooh uueergh" he grumbled in response "I decided to overthrow the boss basically and I got tossed away for it. Doesn't take much for people to try and banish me" Galvatron furrowed his optic ridge before sighing, his whole body seemed to go a little duller and his shoulder drooped, and carried on messing with the current item in his hand. It was a photo of Cyclonus from many years ago and other young bots. Noting the rare thoughtful look from the demon who usually traded most other facial expressions for a maniacal grin, Cyclonus approached him and placed a hand on one of his shoulder struts.
"Well banishing people at the first sign of trouble wont help them" He spoke trying to be comforting to the ethereal being. He didn't turn to look at him but peering at the edge of his face Cyclonus swore he saw the edge of his lip plates curled up into a small smile. Patting the shoulder his hand rested on he spoke again "I won't banish you... Or try to get rid of you. Even though you drive me round the twist"
Galvatron sighed again before finally looking at him over his shoulder.
"You're the first guy whose said that to me" his form seemed to perk up a little.
