So this was supposed to be a story about an ArceexOC pairing but when I started typing it up my fingers wouldn't listen and this is what happened (honestly, I still don't understand what happened, so a third fanfic story may be published soon...) This story will be following after the episode Evolution and will follow my own plot, not Hasbros (and it will be longer than 16 fraggin episodes/chapters because seriously, why would you do that to us Hasbro?)
"Stop that mech!" a voice booms behind me.
With all the fear coursing through my energon right now, I was surprised to hear a laugh escape my voice box. Today was the day, the day I was finally free. I continue my mad dash down the maze-like halls headed straight for the escape pods. I turn a corner and scramble onto the ceiling, holding the rafters with a tight grip. The Vehicons chasing me run past, thinking I was still ahead of them. I was about to jump down when more footsteps startle me. Two Vehicons were escorting a prisoner down the hall. I watch, curious. The prisoner looked like he came from an interrogation – or just a beating – and energon dripped out of many cracks in his armor. However, despite all that he held his head high and walked without wavering to wherever they were taking him.
'Don't do it' I tell myself, watching them walk under me. 'You've planned this for a long time, don't ruin it now.'
"Aw, slag," I mumble as I jump down, right on top of the two Vehicons. Luckily, I was able to knock them offline quickly and quietly. Releasing the mech from his cuffs, I look around before whispering, "If ya want outta here, follow me."
The mech nods, catching up to the situation quickly. We both begin to sprint, the injured mech surprisingly continuing as if all his systems were running normally. Eventually, we make it to my original destination – a supply room.
The mech's optic ridges draw together, probably questioning my sanity. Although, when I open the door his questioning look disappears. Instead of a supply-filled closet, there was an escape pod outfitted right in front of a release hatch. I open the pod, leaning in to check that everything was running normally. Once I was satisfied I climb back out and gesture for him to climb inside.
"What about you?" the mech finally speaks. His voice was on the edge of monotone, but hinted at sounding concerned.
"Ah'll improvise," I tell him, "wouldn' be thah firs' time. Oh, an' take this." I unsubspace my last cube of energon, handing it to him. With that, I nod before closing the hatch, the mech's face leaving my view. The pod's protocols begin to take over. Slowly, the sealed door opens, and I hold tightly to the wall fighting against the vacuum of space. I watch as the pod leaves, arcing away from the ship before disappearing out of view completely. "Ah mus' be fragged in thah head," I mumble to myself, carefully opening the door to the supply room before slipping out.
I make my way back down to the main escape pod hanger, sticking to the shadows. By now, all the Vehicons thought I had bailed when they saw the first pod leave, and were now all headed to file their reports, groaning about what the commander would do to them for allowing a prisoner to escape. I snicker silently, glad to have raised a little more hell than they thought.
Finally, I make it to the hanger, glancing around quickly before darting for an escape pod. All stayed quiet as I climbed inside and punched in the coordinates I had been saving for a few mega-cycles now. Silently, the pod maneuvers itself out of the ship and continues on the same path the first pod took. My optics begin to offline automatically, warnings popping up on my visor that I needed to recharge. I take one last glance at the shrinking ship behind me, sighing and relaxing for the first time since before the war, then I slip into recharge peacefully.
How was it? PLEASE review it is what encourages me to write more on my stories! Also, anyone have any ideas, because I'm just winging it right now...
