Hey guys. Another chapter!

I wanted to get ready with this so it's a bit short...

Thanks to my beta reader GalaxyWarrioress1234!

Anyway, hope you like it XD

Third week

"... and I will take care of him myself!"

I looked up, just to have Lord Megatron's back still facing me. Once again, he held another one of his famous I-am-going-to-rule-the-universe speeches for us all to enjoy. This one was about... well... I must confess that I haven't been paying attention to one single word.

"No matter, whether we will have to interrupt our current mission. Though, I might have to..."

I nodded my head approvingly while checking my nails.

My fingers were long and thin and the glistening silver colour fitted them perfectly with my paintjob...

Suddenly, my master stopped talking, so I did what always worked.

"But my lord, are you sure you should...?" I started and got interrupted immediately.

"There may be a small risk for my plan to fail, but I must accept it! How could I let go such a chance? Knock Out; alert the troops, our flyers must be ready!"

With that said, he strode out of the hall. I stood there for a few nano-clicks and repeated everything I could remember from his incomprehensible and dreary speech, which turned out to be rather important.

Then I sprinted out of the hall, across the floor and into the 'territory' of the decepticon flyers.

There, I stopped and walked -like the cool bot I am- straight into Starscreams room.

Obviously, the 'second in command' hadn't of heard me come. He was too busy talking to his self...again!

"..And then, I will be the new leader of the Decepticons!"

I leant against the door frame and crossed my arms over my chest armour.

"Again?" I asked in and amused tone.

Though this wasn't the first time I had caught him, 'thinking loudly' like this, he froze and turned around with a shocked expression on his face.

"How long have you been there for this time, Knock Out?" He asked, exasperated in being caught again.

With a sarcastic pout, I showed him my hand, on which thumb and forefinger had a distance from less than one earth feet.

It was an Earth gesture, but Starscream understood it. His answer was an annoyed optic rolling.

"What do you want, now?"

"Lord Megatron needs your flyers prepared. If I were you, I would hurry. He didn't sound like he planned a tea party, so... better make sure that they are ready for battle."

For only one nano-click, I saw the hatred towards somebot in his optics. I wasn't sure if it was towards me or Megatron, but when he had his face under control again, he smiled and nodded.

"Of course. Tell him to meet us at the entrance, will you?"

The softness in his voice might have made me shiver, but everyone knew that he only used this tone to hide his anger against Megatron.

Many Decepticons underestimate Starscream, but he wouldn't be second in command if he wasn't one of the most deadly Decepticons at all.

Except Lord Megatron, of course.

- When it turned out our leader hadn't got any job for me in his magnificent plan, I decided that my presence could be used better in a different place. So I drove to her.

Now, three weeks later, I managed to get involved into her 'family' as her 'uncle'. Well, I should be like an uncle to her, but I was more father than the pathetic guy that decided to adopt Nightbird!

His wife was quite nice... but not so much that I could have liked her. Nightbird didn't like any of them either.

Though she couldn't talk yet, I knew that she liked me more than them. Probably I could make something better than a human out of her.

I let my hologram appear and drove in the street where her little house stood.

Nobody has had any argument against me visiting her, so I was welcome to come whenever I wanted.

Parking in front of their garage, I let my holoform exit my vehicle mode.

When standing in front of the door, I put on my most charming smile and rang the doorbell. As always, the women opened the door. Scrap, what was her name again? I would never be able to remember it, or the one of her husband.

A warm smile spread across her face as she led me in.

We exchanged some ordinary things like 'How are you?', ' Good weather, isn't it?' and 'Nice to see you again.' And, like every time 'I'm glad you spend some of your time with her.'

He wasn't home... as always. To my confusion, I got angry at that statement. This human should spend some more time with my sparkling!

Yes, after three weeks I got used to calling her 'my sparkling'. Well, it was me who had saved her in the first place, not her foster parents!

When I stepped into her small pink painted room, I had to look twice, until I found her. She was cuddling herself into the chest of a (for humans) giant teddy bear.

I chuckled. When she heard that, she slowly opened her big green optics and let out a dozy yawn. Her look drifted across the room, until it met mine. Then, she suddenly squealed happily and stretched her arms into my direction.

Again, I smiled, but this was a real smile.

I walked towards her, picked her up and started humming cybertronian words to her. After all, I still was a scientist, so I couldn't resist the chance of knowing whether a human could learn our language.

Nightbird couldn't talk yet. The humans, who took her for medical care, had estimated her age of a bit more than one year.

I gently stroked her red curls. She closed her eyes again and leaned her head against my hand.

I walked over to the chair at the other side of the room, sat down and continued talking to her in cybertronian.

Of course I only did that when her foster parents weren't near. They would ask too many questions and I really wasn't in the mood for that. Actually, I was never in the mood for that.

It only took a single earth hour, until I received a comm.

:: Knock Out, we are in need of immediate medical assistance! Return to base now!::- Starscream ordered.

I let out an annoyed sigh. The bad thing about being a medic was you have no vacation whatsoever.

::Give me a few minutes. ::- I replied.

The smile on my face faded when I gave Nightbird a gentle kiss on her cheek and sat her next to her giant teddy.

"Goodbye, sweetspark."

I received one last disappointed glance and left the room.

Without saying goodbye to the homeowners, I shut down my hologram and drove off. It took me less than a nanoclick to get to the Decepticon base, because somebot had tracked my signal and sent me a spacebridge.

One of the drones had done it. You know the guys, that hadn't even have a name since they never live long enough.

I transformed and waved my left hand for showing that no instructions were necessary.

The journey to my medical bay was very short. I just had to go left and then it was straight ahead.

As the door opened I walked straight into the room, not expecting what was waiting for me.

"Doctor in the house!" My optics widened a fraction "….Wow... what happened to you lot?"

Almost half of the Decepticons was in here, some of them just for helping the others but most were seriously injured.

Megatron stood in the middle of the hall and looked... pleased.

"Your sorrows seemed to be unnecessary, Knock Out. The plan worked, as I assumed. Now, get to work!"

Now, I had no reason to smile anymore. What has he planned?

"So... who's gonna tell me what happened?" I asked while walking towards Starscream, whose body leaked energon out from literally everywhere.

"We attacked the Autobots at one of their missions, without even trying to kill the prime!"

I stopped fixing the second in command and looked up at Thundercracker who had given the statement.

"Why?"

"He wants the Prime to believe we're getting weaker, so that he starts to overestimate his troops. Then we'll be there... but they won't. Not for long."

When I did the coarsest on Starscream, I continued fixing the others.

"Phew... This could take a while..." I mumbled to myself, boredness already seeping into my systems.

Suddenly, I received another Comm. But not from a Decepticon.

:: Hello Markus, this is Hannah!:: The voice on the other end hollered.

Yes! That was her name. Hannah!

::I am guessing that you are busy, so I'll make it short. Nightbird started speaking! Isn't that cute? Well, she doesn't say anything understandable, only weird sounding babble, but anyway she's speaking!:: She exclaimed.

Weird sounding babble? Is that really worth calling me for? This femme was overreacting! Again!

Without wasting another thought about it, I got back to work.

Me again.

Sorry for this one getting a bit short and so on...

But I really wanted to post this today!

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Happy easter! c: