Prime Blood: Skycracker Chapter 1
What if Skywarp was a female this whole time and a bit more serious? What if Thundercracker was more? What if Soundwave found out?
She knew he was trouble from the moment they were assigned protection detail together. He knew Skywarp was trouble the first time he saw that firm resolve saunter into the counsel chambers guarding the Goren representative. Something tugged at the back of his mind, there was more to that Seeker than met the optic.
Out of the corner of her optic, she saw the vibrant blue Seeker glance her way. True she was supposed to be stoic and completely focused on the threat in the room. But these duties were getting dull. Nothing was changing. They weren't talking about the real threats out there on the counsel floor. It was like the entire counsel was blind to the rumbling undertones of the civilians. The Seekers were no fools. The safest place to be was inside the counsel chambers. The most dangerous place to be was inside the counsel members private chambers or walking down the street. Some of the Seekers had taken on hologram capabilities just to protect themselves. She was going to have to be more than that to protect her cover, and her spark.
The Seekers had their own private room in the back of one nightclub near the counsel apartments. They didn't plan on being there together, it just happened. Their off time seemed to cycle together as well as their duty assignments. So soon they became friends. The more time the royal blue Terajet spent across the table casting lots with the deep purple Terajet, the more Thundercracker decided something was different about Skywarp. On top of that, there were just slight mannerisms he started to notice. But he knew, if he said anything, it would ruin their friendship. And considering the waves of turmoil running under the city social life, he knew he needed Skywarp as an ally and a friend more than a relationship. He could not afford to cause waves of uneasiness between them.
But on the other hand, if he was right, and the time was right, he could make his move. Doing his best to keep his feelings and thoughts to himself, until he was absolutely certain, was killing his curiosity. And he had to admit his growing attraction for Skywarp. If he was wrong, he knew he was one very, very sick 'Bot and it was best he said nothing.
So instead, while playing their game of lots and sharing their Spiced Energon, what was it he thought was different about Skywarp? The chosen color? No Skywarp said he, chose it to remind people of the bruises he would leave if they threaten harm. No there was something about the helmet. It doesn't fit like the others, close but not perfect. And it was so well hidden, that you wouldn't see it unless you spent this much close time with…him?
Then all Primus broke loose. The Seekers followed their leader new Commander Starscream. Yes they all had agreed with Megatron's plans for Cybertron's future. All but Skyfire, previous Commander. He had gotten off this disgusting rock as soon as possible and headed for parts unknown. He could not stand by and watch another war tear his home apart. He refused to lead his Elite troops. And if they are going to turn their back on everything he did for them… And his best friend, his SIC… most of all betrayed Skyfire-
"Weak sparked fool," Thrust snorted. Starscream, upset by his close friend's retreat (and not standing/supporting the Decepticon cause), shot Thrust through the wing tip.
"Any one else like to pipe up? Skyfire may have gone to get reinforces, have any of you thought of that?" No one speaks up to the lie. "Good, now let's get to work." With that conversation ended, Starscream laid out the plan. But everyone knew Skyfire was gone for good and Starscream just would not publicly acknowledge it, or personally.
The Seekers had stayed loyal to Starscream and their squadron. Not the Decepticons or Megatron. Not just Skywarp and Thundercracker. There was Sunstorm, Acidstorm, Rainstorm, Dirge, Thrust, Ramjet, Ransack and nearly fifty others. Acid Storm's trine and Dive-Bomb's trine stay on Cybertron with a few select few when everyone else followed Megatron's orders to invade Earth. Starscream insisted on having a couple of his own on Cybertron just incase he came into power he needed his back up. The elite Seeker Guards now turned into Megatron's Elite Aerial Squadron.
Skywarp and Thundercracker were teamed up as partners when they weren't trine'd with Starscream. It was an easy decision. In the past, their counsel charges frequently had been seen together. Therefore, Skywarp and Thundercracker had flown escort and guard duty often enough together. Even Starscream and Megatron took notice of their team work. It was like they could read and anticipate each other's moves. A skill Thrust and Cyclonous just couldn't seem to grasp. Quite often, due to this ability, Thundercracker and Skyward were sent in with the more risky missions. They were more than likely to get the task completed successfully.
When the war started getting heavy, Thundercracker was excited to be flying missions directly with Skywarp and Commander Starscream himself. They did their job well and protected each other. But Thundercracker also knew, Starscream was a ticking time bomb. His own underhandedness towards Megatron would do him in. It was only a matter of time before Megatron personally ran him through.
It was when they moved their attacks to Earth, that things got even more interesting. Once again, the Seekers were elite and a strike force to be reckoned with. Out maneuvering the humans was simple and fun. But one time, a human got the best of Skywarp by popping a parachute. It got tangled in Skywarp's air intake and sent him careening into Thundercracker. They collided, and bounced off each other. Thunder' went afterburners over cockpit into a corn field. Skywarp bounced off a scrap yard and then into the ocean, landing on a rusting hunk of a submerged oil tanker.
Thunder pick himself up quickly and then got alt-formed. Flying over the area, he couldn't find Skywarp. After an hour, he was beginning to get worried. He sent a call out, /Skywarp, you still around?/ All he gets back is a series of numbers. Clearly something is wrong if Skywarp can only send out coordinates. Thunder is getting worried. There's a terrible sickening feeling in he gut. He races out to the coordinates and plunges into the water. Normally Seekers won't touch water, but this was Skywarp. He partner. The only one he had in this universe he trusted with everything. Primus please grant me a favor, I beg of thee… There!
Lightly he comes to rest beside Skywarp tangled in the cables of the tanker and pieces of purple armor falling off. Even the helmet is coming loose. It hangs over Skywarp's optics. Thunder reaches to remove the helmet. For the weakened state of Skywarp, the strength is amazing on his wrist. The voice pleads, "Don't judge me."
Thunder just smiles and tenderly removes her hand from his wrist. Then he takes the helmet off her head. The long strings of purple and red bearing-beads tumble from the restraint of the helmet. Skywarp's optics plead for understanding. Thunder just smiles and strokes her face, "Hey, it's just me, ol' Thunder." Skywarp smiles weakly seeing her friend had probably known for a long time but respected her enough to keep quiet. She clasps her hand to his still on her cheek. Thunder gives her a confirming smile and then pulls back and looks her over, "So, how bad is it?"
Her other hand had been covering a torn piece of armor over her chest where something is impaled. Now she flushes again with a different embarrassment. He tries to lighten the mood and waggles his optic-brows at her, "Oh so now I get to see what you have been hiding under your armor all this time?" And then drops his gaze to the wound.
Without intending it to come out in this tone, her voice is husky, "I wasn't going to show you this way."
His optics swiftly lift to lock with hers. She had been feeling it too. She actually sighs and lets her female side loose from the façade she has carried for so many years in public. And with him. Thunder brings his face up to meet her better optic to optic. With the slightest smile, she gives him approval. Thunder leans in and kisses her warmly. Skywarp lifts her head into his kiss clearly letting him know he moves her. And she has wanted him just as badly. Her body sighs at finally feeling his touch so warm so close, so-
She accidentally bites his lip. He yanks back instantly. She is gasping, "I'm so sorry," she sucks in her breath with sharp pain. He looks down and sees he was the cause of her pain. His chest had leaned on her wound.
He grimaces back, "No, I'm sorry." They carefully laugh to each other. "Should I move you to get a better look at this wound?"
She grimaces, "I don't think the salt water is helping at all."
Thunder rolls back to his heels and brings up a scan of the dry land areas near by. Together they look at it and point to an agreed location. Then they look at how she is impaled on the ship. Together they figure out how he should lift her off. "It's going to hurt," he warns her.
Skywarp laughs, "Any more than training maneuvers with Dirge?" Thunder just laughs at their fiasco of exercises with Dirge. The number of times Thunder had to take over while Dirge went in for repairs. With that said, Thunder slides his arms under her releasing of some of the impalements. True she grunts at a few, but he knows many of these would have had Starscream wailing. But now they have to get ready for lift off and the biggest impalement. He looks down on her once more. She closes her optics ready. But he just has to smirk, "I finally got you in my arms and I'm taking you to a remote island. It's a dream come true for me." She opens her optics and sees he is serious yet also worried for her, and fires his jets. Her grip on his neck is strangling, but he would have it no other way.
~~~ As soon as they are free of the ship, he curls her tightly against his body. He can feel her giving into to his protection so unlike the warrior everyone else knows. It just makes him fly faster. It still takes him an hour to find the island and then a secured location. Right now, he doesn't want to be found by anyone, not even Commander Starscream. He finally had Sky alone. Hopefully her injuries aren't too bad. He finds a secured place to land under the palm trees, and ever so gently, he lays her down.
As he rolls back to his heels, Skywarp lets her hands slip from his neck to his cheeks making him face her, "Look Thunder, just because I'm a female, doesn't change anything. I'm still Skywarp."
He smiles at her pride. Taking her hands from his cheeks and presses them between his own palms, "Yes and no. You are still the vicious warrior I hold in high esteem." He leans over and brings her hand to his lips, "But now I can show you how I really feel."
It takes her a moment to decide if she is going to accept his serious advances. He is giving her a chance to reject him. She folds her fingers over his and smiles, "I look forward to it."
But before another word can be said, static crackles through their com lines. Thundercracker scrambles the communication, /I read you, barely./
Soundwave is calling, /What is your situation?/
Thundercracker responds purposely messing with the communication, /Sky… injured. Unable to fly…. Attempt….. Repairs… contac…. Later. Out./
Then he takes his locator beacon and tosses it far out to sea. Skyward reaches into her neck and hands him hers. He also tosses it far out into the ocean. Then he turns back to her and her partially exposed armor. "Okay, now for you."
She looks up at him suddenly shy, "Thunder, I know I'm not like the pleasure 'Bots you have seen."
His hand cups her hip to rotate her into a position for a better examination, "Sky, you know I don't partake. You know me much better than that." Skywarp and Thundercracker and been one of the few who didn't go to the wild Seeker & Gladiator parties. But they also had to turn a blind optic to some of the counsel members private meetings or when on guard duty at the Pits/orgies.
Without letting her say another word, he pops the panels over her chest. They had been made boxy and large to conceal her female bosom. Thunder had to swallow hard, feeling the heat rise in his own body. Focus, he warned himself. Look at the wound. Yes, there it was. With tender fingers he probes and then turns to his own fine tipped lasers to cauterize some of the pieces.
"Who knows you are a female?"
She gasps at the adjustment he is making, "No one."
"Come on, in all our battles, you never got injured before in sensitive areas before?"
"Thunder, please, just fix it." She is gasping at the tingles of his light fingertips combined with the pain of repairs. Thoroughly scrambling her processor.
His voice is struggling, "Sky, what if I can't? What if someone finds out?"
Her hand comes down on his wrist, "I have faith in you Thunder."
He looks up to her worried, "What if I don't?"
She smiles tearfully at him, "You've never let me down before. I know you won't do it now." He sighs heavily and then turns back to the task. He knows he must succeed or there will never be them.
"What did you do last time? I can see the scar on the other breast."
"I stripped all my armor and went to the pleasure 'Bot clinic. I just told them it was one of my-"
Thunder growls at the thought of her among those dirty clinics and whores. He grunts cutting the sentence, "Yeah, I get it."
"Thunder, you know there has never been anyone, right?" She tries to easy his rising bile.
Swiftly he looks up to her, "No one? Not even during training?"
She bites her lip, "I emerged as a female. I was supposed to go to the pleasure 'bots. I couldn't stand the thought. As quick as I could, I made it to the scrap yard. With a few carefully paid for parts, I became Skywarp. Getting into Starscream's ranks, that was a bit trickier. But I proved my abilities and was permitted to stay and upgraded. It was later that week you and I were assigned. I have done everything to be male." Then she smirks, "Well almost everything."
He can't help but lean over her, laying his hands on either side of her ribs, "Almost?" She props herself up on her elbows coming within inches of his face meeting him. He leans in closer to touch noses with her.
"Yeah, almost."
He touches his lips to hers, "What was missing?"
"Slag you, Thunder," she whispers against his lips. He laughs and she grabs his lips with hers. The kiss goes deeper. She pulls back and he is also panting. "Are you done yet?"
He pants, "I think I should do a thorough inspection." His lips drops to her exposed neck.
Her hands reach for his own armor, "You too."
Yeah this one is short, a tease?
Dedicated to our female soldiers who get crap for being "butch" or "tail hooked" when all they was to do is serve their Countries (any of them) with the same honor, pride, devotion and loyalty that any man can.
This is also dedicated to all those men who are honorable gentlemen in the service and recognize this fact and to their utmost to allow a soldier be a soldier no matter what lies under the uniform.
And the women who let them. Or fall in love while in uniform. And the teams they make to keep our country safe and free.
Thank you.