Rated T
This is in my Scorpid verse, separate from the posts I make on tumblr talking about it but with same Scorpid design for Jazz.
Hope you enjoy. And no flames please.
"Well, what are we supposed to do? Do we just let him take them?" The Enforcer questioned his companion who had been silently staring at the four mechlets in front of them.
The mechlets looked terrified, not knowing what was to become of them when one spoke out, "We didn't know! How were we supposed to know those youngling tales were real?" The mechlets pleaded with their optics for the two mechs to understand when another spoke up, "What will happen to us?" The others looked back at their companion before gazing back up at the two Enforcers.
The Enforcer who had been speaking rubbed the back of his helm, not knowing how to tell the mechlets of their fates. He glanced over calling to his companion, "Prowl, would you mind doing the explaining?"
Prowl just glanced in his general direction before crossing his arms, staring back down at the younglings, "Those stories are told for a reason." Prowl scrutinized each of them before grunting, "And I hope next time you won't do something as asinine as this again." He turned to head towards the door leading to their current problem.
The other Enforcer walked up to Prowl from behind when Prowl had stopped to stare at the door, "That's not the explaining I meant and what do you mean by next time? Prowl! What are you doing?" His partner was nervous and fidgeting at the meaning behind Prowl's words.
Prowl continued to stare at the door as he answered calmly, "I'm going to have a word with the Queen." The Queen had graciously allowed them to speak to the mechlings before they were to be taken and had retreated to one of the berthrooms in the small apartment. He moved to ping the door before his partner could make another comment, and stepped through as the door sealed behind him.
"So have you finished your talk?" the Queen languidly lay across the lone berth in the center of the room.
"Yes," Prowl responded stonily, he approached the berth so that he was standing at the foot of it.
The Queen tilted his helm, the grin on his face slipping, "I'll be taking them then."
"No, you won't," was Prowl's response as he crossed his arms looking down at the Queen who was now frowning up at him.
The Queen rose to better face Prowl while still sitting on the berth; he stared at the stoic Enforcer, frowning at his answer before tilting his helm and grinning, "Oh? You plan to take their place then?"
The Enforcer remained silent, holding his stance as he met the Queen's visor.
The Queen laughed at his silent answer, "But you know you only save one by doing this? Playing favorites are we?" His tail flicked out, feeling unnerved by the Enforcer's stare, "So who will it be?"
"I know of you."
The Queen's laughter cut off at the other's words, a solemn expression coming over his features, "Oh? And what do you know?"
The air became tense between the two as they stared the other down, the Queen's tail thumping against the berth in agitation at the Enforcer's stoic expression, as he gave nothing away. "I know that you're not just some Insecticon Queen but the Scorpid Queen. You lost your King to treason though I believe there is more to the story than what's been recorded," Prowl gave him an expectant look as he tilted his helm to the side.
The Queen's armor flared out in threat-warning as his tail flared in agitation while he growled out, "…There may be, but that doesn't concern you."
Prowl's lips twitched upward at the Queen's reaction as he rested both servo's onto the berth's surface, "So here's the deal, I give you four in exchange for these four." He met the Queen's stare as he'd stilled from his proposal. He watched as the other thought it over before his frame relaxed and leant closer to Prowl's face.
"Why do this for them?"
"You would turn them anyway. Why not have your own in their stead?" was Prowl's simple response; he knew that the Queen's response was a positive on the deal.
The Queen had locked optics with Prowl, searching for the answer when he started chuckling, "You didn't tell them did you? They don't know what I would have done yet you do and didn't tell them."
Prowl calmly watching the Queen laugh at what he'd done, finding a small bit of humor in it that the mechlings were probably terrified trying to figure out what would happen to them.
"So you'll give me four you say?" The Queen watched Prowl as he nodded before smiling and sensually stretching back onto the berth, "Then you best get to work, Officer."
So I didn't notice that I hadn't mentioned how everything led up to this because I had originally had a different start to this oneshot but changed it in the end to this. So for those wondering, basically the mechlings summoned the Insecticon Queen. I was thinking of summoning circles and things with demons and that's where it came from.