Defined
By SMYGO4EVA
"How far will you go for your partner?"
That question permeated in a continuous loop, boggling her senses, her processor strained.
Arcee remembered those words from, out of all Decepticons; it had to be their very leader.
Megatron - a poison that needed to be purged, but he storms and rampages, war-mongering his game. At times, he slithers like what humans have called a snake, his vocal processor coiling and curving around anything that neared the progenitor of the Decepticons.
Every word he spoke, it coiled around them - his subjects, his followers, and his enemies, especially his enemies.
Tighter and tighter.
"You, Arcee, is it? How far will you go to risk your own pathetic spark for your comrades, instead of saving yourself, to live another day, dear Autobot..."
Her optics thinned dangerously as his words whispered back to her.
In battle and off from it, Megatron destroyed everything he touched - their future stolen.
Just like everything else he owns. Stolen. Taken. Their free will and logic ripped away from them.
But she wasn't helpless; her logic was intact and her resolve was present.
Arcee is in control. Perfectly capable to fight another battle.
Just as much as both Tailgate and Cliffjumper were...
They were both great warriors, and she did her best to fight alongside them, for all Autobots...
With the war came a heavy price...
They were both terminated under Megatron's iron hands, but by his subordinates, the ones who followed his orders, one with treachery, and one who saw it as nothing but sport.
Her partners...gone...
And now there was Jack, a human this time, one who she at first reluctantly helped, but grew to see as her partner.
Megatron was ruthless, eager to break the resolve of any one of Optimus's comrades, and now she was one at hand.
"How far will you go for your partner?"
She sometimes wondered that herself, but not now and hopefully not yet.
She wanted to stay in the cycle that was there for now, before another fight filled with uncertainty would bestow itself upon Team Prime.
That fight was for another time, and the current fight was still present.
She would not be defined by his words.