(OC POV)
I onlined my optics as my processors slowly hummed back to life, my limbs stretching as a contended hum left my chest plates. Stepping off of my berth with exaggerated slowness, I called my armor to me and shrugged into it. The lights shut off as I left my room and locked the door, heading down the hall to the Baroness' room habitually.
"Rise and shine!" I yelled as I made my way into her private quarters, said femme humming in irritation as she glared at me.
"I will rise and shine when I choose to." She said as she turned her back to me with a huff, my optics narrowing as an evil smirk painted my lip plates.
"If that is how you want to play, then by all means…" I said as I plugged a cable into her wall controls, the window covers sliding away to reveal the brightness of outside. "…let us play." I finished as I unplugged from the control smugly, the Baroness glaring at me as she sat up.
"That is playing unfairly." She said simply as she finally stood on her pedes, stretching herself as the same contended hum left her.
"Never said I played fair in the first place. Come on, you have things that need attending to." I said as I crossed my arms across my chest plates, watching as she slowly summoned her armor to her frame.
"It is too early in the morning for this, fraggit." She muttered as she walked past me with a glare, a smirk on my face as I followed behind her after locking her room.
"It is too early in the morning for everything to you 'Cee." I muttered quietly as we passed a few open doors, Arcee tilting her helm as she seemed to consider my words.
"Not too early for a good interface. Tell me, is Ratchet awake yet?" she said with a wicked look as she glanced at me, my optics rolling as I shook my helm in exasperation.
"That mech is always awake." I said as I smiled fondly of my old friend, Arcee's own look turning dreamy as we left the building.
"Oh, the things that mech could do to a femme. Did I tell you about that time that he used his cables to-"
"Ah, no! I do not want to know anything Ratchet did to you!" I practically yelled out to stop her from saying anything, her look turning amused as she opened her lip plates to say something else. "Not one peep! I mean it 'Cee, not one word about your love life with my brother. It simply revolts me to even think about it." I said with a shudder as I rebooted my optics, Arcee smug smirk causing me to glare at her.
"Fine, you weak-sparked femme." She said as we made our way to her transport, a huff of irritation leaving me as I followed her in. We got settled in and I directed the driver to Iacon, the smug smirk still on Arcee's face as she watched me.
"Arcee, I swear to Primus, if you do not stop that insistent-" I was cut off as an explosion blew up the ground in front of the transport, both us femmes being flung forward as it screeched to a stop.
"Frag!" I yelled in surprise as Arcee landed on top of me, my defense protocols immediately engaged as my battle computer came online. I laid her dazed form on the floor and looked out the window, smoke seeming to block everything from all directions. I heard bots screaming from in front of us, which meant that the attacker was walking towards us. A growl tore out of my chest as I brought out my swords, my cannons online and tucked into my thigh armor readily. Kicking the back door open with mild strength, I turned towards Arcee who was somewhat more focused.
"Stay here!" I yelled at her before exited the transport warily, the smoke covering everything from all sides easily. Loud footsteps made their way closer from ahead of me, my optics narrowing as I slid behind the transport and hunkered down.
: Lightbeam to Ratchet, do you read? : I shouted through my com as I struggled to listen past the screaming, feeling Ratchets presence in the conversation a moment later.
: I read you Lightbeam. What is happening? You sound stressed. : Ratchet answered in his gruff tone seriously, causing me to smile inwardly as I off lined my optics.
: Arcee and I have been attacked, we are in downtown Vos. We require backup, it sounds big. Never mind, it is big. We need backup immediately! : I yelled as the mech decided to finally show himself, a huge combiner looking down at the transport curiously.
: Jazz, Prowl and I are en route. What are your exact coordinates? : Ratchet asked after a moment of silence, a relieved sigh leaving me as I watched the combiner.
: I will ping Jazz and Prowl my coordinates once I get the attacker away from Arcee. I need you to meet up with her at the Vos gardens and guard her till I retrieve her, do you understand? : I said through the com as I ducked lower, feeling the combiners optics scan where I was momentarily.
: Affirmative. Be careful out there sister, Ratchet out. : The medic said before the com was cut, my optics off lining as I took a deep breath before they onlined again. I crawled somewhat away from the transport before standing, sheathing my weapons at my back before waving my servos.
"Hey! You looking for me? Oh yeah, I am right here big mech. Come and get it!" I yelled as he turned slowly to glare at me angrily, a roar following me as I took off into the smoke. His loud pedefalls followed me through the smoke, my com coming alive with Arcee on the other end.
: Lightbeam! What is Primus' name are you doing? : She yelled through the com, her presence nervous and slightly afraid.
: Arcee, I need you to head to the Vos gardens. Be as stealthy as you can manage. Ratchet will rendezvous with you there and guard you until I can come to retrieve you. This is an order Baroness, I will see you soon. Lightbeam out. : I said before I cut the com to her as well, hissing out the smoke as I finally was cleared from it. Mechs and femmes screamed and ran away from me when they saw the combiner, my optics rolling at the cowardly actions of them all.
: Prowl to Lightbeam, send us a location ping. We are approaching downtown Vos. : Prowl said as he activated a com between us and Jazz, both mechs seeming to be impatient to finish the battle. I sent them the ping almost immediately, swearing when the combiner got closer.
: Really hope to see you mechs soon, Lightbeam out. : I said as I cut the com to focus more on the task at hand, my swords appearing in my hands as I ran faster. Launching myself on top of a transport gracefully, I flipped onto the combiner's wrist when it made a grab at me. Running up its arm was an easy balance trick, my pedes taking me to its shoulder as I stabbed my swords into its neck and flipped myself upwards. It roared as I landed on top of its helm lightly, dropping to my knee plates as I bent forward and stabbed my swords into its optics. The combiner immediately stumbled at the loss of sight, another roar leaving its vocals as it swiped at me. I flipped off of its head and slid down its back, sinking my swords into its spinal struts to stop my descent. Yet another roar sounded as it tried to reach for me, the spark signatures of Prowl and Jazz suddenly very close.
"Thank the All-Spark." I whispered as I heard them launch themselves at the combiner, my damage reports finally popping up in my vision. My left side was breaching and very badly, my left arm shaking as the strength was sapped from it. Yanking my swords out I flipped from the combiner as it went down, landing on an empty transport behind me quite harshly.
"Slag it all to the pit." I muttered as I turned off my pain receptors, cycling the air as my nanites worked to seal the breach. Quiet footsteps approaching me from the left, my brow ridges pulling together in a frown when I didn't recognize them. Turning my helm to look at who was approaching me, I saw Soundwave making his way towards me silently.
"I see Primus is feeling funny today." I sighed out as I relaxed against the transport, watching as Soundwave stopped in front of me. He watched me without saying a word, the sounds of battle in the background not interesting to him. Rolling my optics I struggled to sit up, wincing and deciding to lay back down.
"Look, if you are going to offline me, make it quick. I got people waiting to see me in the Well." I said as I off lined my optics and waited for the blow, frowning when it never came.
"Inquiry: Why would I offline femme?" Soundwave suddenly said after a few moments, my optics on lining with obvious surprise in the green depths.
"Why would you not offline me? You are my enemy are you not?" I said simply as I rose a brow ridge curiously, watching as he tilted his own helm in silent curiosity. Or at least I thought it was.
"Inquiry: Do you believe me to be the enemy?" he asked in his trademark monotone, a frown on my face at his emotionless countenance.
"I believe what I see and I have seen you slay countless 'Bots. You have never proven to be anything but an enemy. Why should I believe otherwise?" I said with an irritated glare towards the 'Con, said 'Con seeming to study me closely.
"Femme: more intelligent then she seems. Soundwave: will not offline femme out of respect. Reasoning: the pleasure of meeting femme again sometime in the future." The 'Con said after what seemed like hours of spark-throbbing anxiousness, turning his back to me as he walked into the smoke and disappeared. My optics rebooted as surprise washed through me, my optics trained on where he disappeared to. I suddenly realized the sounds of battle were gone, my optics immediately snapping to where I last saw the combiner. It was on the ground and Ultra Magnus was in front of it, Jazz on top with a smug look while Prowl was walking towards me.
"You are breached." He stated simply as he kneeled by where I lay, his eyes scanning over my frame habitually.
"It is nothing too bad." I said with a frown as I though back on Soundwave's words, feeling Prowl's eyes on me as my helm started to pound.
"We need to get you to Ratchet. Now." He emphasized as I winced and gripped my helm, his arms winding under me to pick me up as his optics darkened momentarily.
"That is completely unnecessary." I protested as I struggled in his hold weakly, a rare amused glance shot towards me before his look became emotionless.
"I have already notified your brother, he is throwing a fit and Arcee is worried. We will arrive in a few minutes, now stop squirming before you make it worse." Prowl said sternly as he turned towards the Vos gardens, glaring down at me in irritation as I huffed in indignation.
"I hate being worried over, you all act like I am going to drop dead because of a small breach." I said after we wandered into the Vos gardens, Prowl glancing at me with exasperation in his gaze.
"Your main energon line is gushing all over Prowl despite your nanites working overtime to fix it. That is not a small breach slag for brains." Ratchet said as he suddenly appeared with an irritated scowl, Arcee behind him as she tried to get a glance of me.
"Scrap." I muttered as Prowl handed me to my grumpy brother with a look of pity.