Miko feels a chill of fear creep up her spine. The look that is on Kenya's face right now is the exact same look that Miko has seen on her when Kenya is disembowling a drone that has come too close to her paintjob.

Orion places a calming hand on her black armor clad shoulder...which is abruptly shaken off. "Get off of me!", Kenya hisses optics flashing a brighter blue. Orion slowly lift his hand away from Kenya. He knows that she needs a moment to recollect herself. Raf glances at Kenya and pales. Orion follows his gaze and sees that Kenyas claws have come out. In a bout of upgrade-itis, she had installed the Starscream like appendages in her hands.

Miko huffs. "If you are done trying to bore a hole in the concrete, Get talking, you coward." Kenya jerks her head up. No one. No one calls her a coward.

"I don't know who your talking about. Or who your talking too." Kenya does her best to burn Miko to a crisp with her glare.

"Oh, yeah? I'm talking to the hulk of metal that can't handle her emotions! Bitch!" Orion inwardly shudders at Kenyas gaze. If looks could kill...

Orion silently crosses is arms, acting almost like a meditator. "Kenya," he says gently, "Are you going to begin? Or do you want me to start?" Kenya quickly glances at him, fire-walling herself from the surge of calm Orion is sending over there sparkbond. "Yeah, sure, whatever. I'm gonna go over here and make sure I don't rip a particular human to shreds." Kenya says, nudging her words at Miko standing at the railing.

"If you can't say it to my face, don't say anything at all." Kenyas optics flare as she kneels down to make her face level with Miko's.

"Yeah, says the girl who wrote a bunch of crap on Facebook about me. That wasn't to my face."

"Well? You are such a basket case, I didnt think you could handle it."

" 'Handle it '? I'll show you if I can handle it when I-" Kenya cuts off short as the anger she has a loose hold on tries to break free from her will.

"What? When you what? What you gonna do? Optimus isn't gonna let you hurt me! Empty threat! You can't do shit!"

"So, what? I can do more than kill you, I will make your life a living Hell."

"You mean like your sister did? Ha! Like you can get your abused little hands on me."

"Miko, if you-..."

Kenya stops cold as the words Miko just uttered pound home in the sharpest way imaginable. The insult that was ready to leap from her mouth, dead to the air. Orion cringes as a wave of pain and regret washes through his spark. Miko gasps and covers her mouth in shock. "Oh my...I didn't... sorry..I." Kenya slowly stands up an odd blank look in her optics. Orion steps forward. "Kenya?"

Kenya takes a shuddery breath. " I-I'm fine. R-Really."

Kenya sways and just before she crashes to the ground, Orion catches her.

Cradling her to his chassis he watches as her optics flicker.

"Kenya?"

As her optics go out, Orion goes into prime mode.

"RATCHET! I need you! NOW!"

One flicker, to more. And then in a pause, Kenyas optics offline

"RATCHET!"

Alright! The third chapter is a success!

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Sorry for all the cussing, but hey, you know how the teenagers in this age act and talk. :)

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