Ch. 1
It seemed like I was the last one left. There was no noise from outside. Everyone had left. Or they had died… Or maybe both. The Decepticons had started this war, because they wanted power, and to rule everybody. There was a few who resisted, by themselves. Needless to say, they all died. Then a few of them started to work together. As more and more of the Autobots realized that they couldn't do it alone, they all started to form together into one big group. Once, at a meeting, they all decided to elect a leader. Most of them voted for Optimus Prime, one of the tallest and strongest in the group. Others voted for Hot Rod, or Ultra Magnus. I didn't... Instead, I voted for the best fighter, Ironhide. It all went up from there.
Now back to where I come in. I am an Autobot, but not like the others. Most of the femebots were weaker. They all were put to a test, and I was the only one able to finish it. So unfortunately, all of us had been assigned a guard. Arcee, Chromia, and Elita-1 seemed upset that they had not finished the test. "Arcee, you will be guarded by Kup," Optimus said. "Chromia, you will be with Hot Rod." I could tell she was disappointed, because she kept staring at the back of the room, where Ironhide stood, half in the shadows, half out. "Elita, you are with Blaster." She rolled her eyes and left, Blaster trailing after her.
Fortunately, Optimus was smart enough not to put me with some idiot, like Kup or Blaster. Instead, he put me with the one Autobot I could actually stand. It also happened to be the one that I voted for. Ironhide turned to leave, but something made him stop and wait. Maybe it was because he knew I was watching him. "Ironhide. I trust that you will be able to protect our best femebot fighter. You will guard Kyrix." Optimus turn and looked at Ironhide's reaction.
"Prime. You know I don't get along very well with others." "Then you two should get along just fine." I watched as Ironhide held Optimus's glare, then held Ironhide's glare as he turned his head to look at me.
"You don't scare me." I wasn't afraid of this war vet. In fact, when I was younger, I looked up to him, spying on him from around the corner or from a tower as he fought on the front lines, or trained. I was probably spotted, by the way that his face seemed to soften some when he recognized my face. He couldn't know my name, because I always disappeared before anyone of his 'friends' could approach me.
"Fine. But she better not get in my way. If I'm going to protect her, then she better get used to a lot of training, and fighting on the front line. I am not going to stop fighting just because I have to protect someone."
I nodded, because this was what I was hoping for. I wanted a chance to prove myself, to Prime and the others… but more importantly, I needed to prove to myself that I could control the power I had. No one knew about the power. My 'parents' are dead. I had always hidden it deep down inside.
Optimus turned to look at me, and nodded his head, understanding my silence. I nodded back slightly to him, as he walked out. I stepped forward "You do know that you are going to have a hard time with this correct?"
"You think I don't know this?"
"You don't! You don't know how or why this war started! This whole thing started beca-"I stopped, because I wasn't supposed to tell anyone. Fortunately, he didn't car. Ironhide just turned around and walked away. "Meet me in the arena."
I let him leave, trying to hide that memory, so that I wouldn't tell anyone. Finally calm, I walked out, and activated my invisibility cloak. Many times, I had to duck behind barrels, crates, rubble, all types of things, just because of the Decepticons Hounds. The Hounds had the ability to break our invisibility cloaks. Each hound had a heavily armed con riding them.
When I finally got to the arena, my cloak was exhausted. Ironhide was in the center, destroying the drones. I crept quietly into the arena, until I was on the edge of the mass drones. Something didn't seem right, the drones where always silver. Now they had purple trimming. As I checked my scanner, the drones closest to Ironhide had regular Energon levels, while the ones on the rim had Dark Energon. I glanced at the dark drones, and then looked away. Wait.
"Ironhide be careful! These drones are-"I was cut off as one of the infected drones turned and took a swipe at me with his swords. The thin shield I kept around myself proved its worth once again as it reflected the swords while I tried to process all of this. As the drone swung again, I ducked and knocked the drone's legs out from under him, then smashed its head in. More drones poured out, effectively surrounding us both in dark Energon controlled drones.
It seemed like someone was giving these guys orders. The drones moved me over to Ironhide, and then took away our weapons. The unarmed drones took the weapons we had, and armed themselves. Two of the drones came up behind us with Energon cuffs and tried to handcuff us.
"You've got to be joking." I twisted away from him and kicked the drone, sending it flying back. "You are NOT putting those things on me!" I stated as the drone got up. I didn't realize there was another, stronger drone behind me, until the slaws gripped the tops of my arms, pinning them behind me. I didn't see it, but Ironhide punched the drone holding me, I only felt it when the drone released me. Immediately placing our backs to each other, readying ourselves the best we could for the fight we knew was about to happen.
The all too familiar sound of the wind screaming whine combined with purr of a powerful engine made me look up, right after we put our backs to each other. I froze, remembering when the Cons demanded for me to be turned over to them. I snapped out of it, just in time for a cat to land on the jets wings. As it plunged towards the drone mass, a Cybertronian car plunged off of the open roof next to the jet. Ironhide noticed them, and then growled "get ready. Our only chance to get out and warm the others is them."