Disclaimer - I don't own Transformers. Never have, never will. (sigh)
Warning - Shattered Glass AU.
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Alarms went off across the Decpticon base, Bluestreak's helm snapping up. He exchanged mildly panicked looks with Prowl, who'd been playing chess with him. He stood, facing the door across the room. Megatron entered.
"Prowl, take Smokescreen and get out." he said. "We can't have you fall into Autobot hands." Prowl hesitated.
"But -" he began to protest.
Megatron shook his head. "No. Get out." he cut Prowl off. "We can't have our Head Tatctical officer fall into Autobot hands." Prowl nodded once, and disappeared with Smokescreen. Megatron turned to the rest of the group. "Thundercracker, Skywarp and Soundwave, with me. Bluestreak, you stay here, and help Starscream take out the ones in the base."
With that, Megatron and the three others left, Starscream took over. "You, you, and you, go and provide Megatron cover fire, Bluestreak, you stay with me, and help me defend the base." Just as Starscream finished speaking, there was a crash, followed by manical laughter.
The Autobots had arrived.
Bluestreak and Starscream stood back to back, guns pointed at the doors at the front and back of the room. Bluestreak saw movement out of the corner of his optics and let his targeting computer track his target. One shot, one dead Autobot. This happened six more times in quick succession. There was a reason Bluestreak was a sniper, and the best the Academy had trained. Starscream was taking care of the 'Bots behind him, so he could focus on what was going on in front of him. He saw flashes of red and yellow before they were gone. Bluestreak had to bite back a groan.
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe.
He continued to fire, keeping his optic out for the opportunity to shoot one of the Twins. Six more 'Bots dropped before they called a retreat. Bluestreak reloaded his rifle, not putting it down until he was postitive that the Autobots were gone. Starscream and Bluestreak heard movement and had both of their rifles pointed at the doors until Megatron walked in, followed by Thundercracker, Skywarp, and Soundwave, looking battered but pleased.
Starscream nodded to Starscream and Bluestreak, giving them a smile. "Well done, Bluestreak, Starscream." Bluestreak smiled in return.
"Thanks! For a minute there, I thought that Megatron was the Autobots coming back. I know he's not but I couldn't help thinking -" he was cut off by Prowl's hand.
"We get it, Blue." he said, amusement in his voice. He looked up at Megatron. "What now?"
Megatron sighed. "They want two of us. And not just any of us, but two specific mechs." Starscream frowned.
"Who?" he asked. Megatron refused to meet Bluestreak's and Prowl's.
"Bluestreak, and Prowl."
Dead silence.
Bluestreak and Prowl looked at each other then back at Megatron. Bluestreak spoke.
"So, what do we do?" he asked.
Megatron's helm lifted, red optics narrowed. "We won't give you to them. They want you, then they're going to have to fight us for you. You aren't going to them - either of you."
Bluestreak and Prowl nodded as another explosion rocked the base. The Autobots had returned, this time, with reinforcements.
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A/N - This is my first time writing in the Shattered Glass universe. I'm sorry the chapter is short, but hey, I'm still experimenting. Read, review, and let me know if I should continue the story.