Linkole

Megatron: Boom de adah I love destruction, I love the burning fumes! I love the torture, Of traitors in my view! I love to hear the screams, Of those beneath my feet, Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada. I hate the Autobots, And their Chivalrous views, I love to shoot them, Whene'er they come in view! All those that do run, Their fears will be confirmed! Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada. I am your ruler, and I love to torture you! I hate your weak will, I hate your defiance too! I love to eat your Sparks, You're a weak pathetic fool! Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada, Doom Di Ada, Doom Da Ada, Doo

Pewdie was sitting there, tears falling from his eyes. He couldn't believe it. The one person he cared for the most… He looked down at the golden sword in his hands. He then sat up, faced the sharp point towards his chest, and sheathed the sword deep in his chest. He wouldn't stay alive if he was gone… he just wouldn't. **Earlier that day** Pewdie had come to terms with the fact that he was never getting out of Amnesia. He just wasn't. He'd tried everything, almost getting himself killed more than once. A normal person would have probably gone mad by now, but Pewdie was completely sane, and he knew it. The reason he'd stayed san