Okay so I know I said I would update the white ones, write a sequel but I haven't and this is totally unrelated to my two previous transformers prime stories. It just formed in my brain and then wouldn't leave me the hell alone, so now I'm going to write it up for you all to have a look at.
Read and Review guys!
Tulip Out.
Jack enjoyed the new part of his life, he enjoyed the thrills and the responsibility, but most of all he enjoyed having a family. His father walked out, when he was seven years old with a bimbo he met in a strip club whilst getting drunk and he'd never had a decent father figure, now he had Optimus. Not that he would tell the leader of the Autobots that, that would just be embarrassing.
However his new lifestyle did have some down points as he was so painfully reminded of, emphasis on painfully.
Arcee tried her best to transform and twist over her ward and avoid landing on him as she was blasted off the road by a vehicon that hadn't appeared on her scanner.
Jack skidded on the tarmac painfully as the friction tore away his top and pulled off his skin, he tumbled and finally came to a halt crushing his left arm underneath himself.
He groaned and dragged himself up and looked over at Arcee, who was trying her best to fend off three vehicons, when they had arrived Jack didn't know but he had to at least try to help his partner.
He scrambled up, avoiding the use of his left arm and started dragging himself over to his partner, but before he reached her something cracked into the back of her head and white light seared his vision and he hit the ground painfully.
Just before the white light went black, Jack heard the anguished cry of Arcee.
"JACK!"
