Authors note: I was bored so I wrote this chapter it takes place two months after Sideswipe has died =[ I want to work Mirage into this abit more in the future. Please review
Disclaimer: I do not own transformers….shame
Sighing Sunstreaker onlined his optics to be welcomed by darkness, an empty abyss that now sat where his spark should have been. He let the pent up air escape from his intakes, disappointment swallowed his grief as he realised he had woken up in the real world, still alive, still not whole.
"Frag it." He whispered to the black metal of his berth remembering he had to get up and live another day without his twin. "Slagging Primus" he muttered lifting his yellow body of the berth, life could be cruel, as Sunstreaker had learnt what seemed like vorns ago. Hard to believe it's only been to earth months he thought solemnly to himself gazing around a very large empty room, they had offered him new quarters, smaller ones that held no memories of his smiling brother, naturally he turned them down and the removal of Sideswipes possessions, why would he want all that he had left of his brother taken away and thrown in some skip? Sunstreaker stood at the invisible line which had appered down the middle of the room, the amount of times he tried to step over it, to lay down on the berth there and to look through the pranks Sideswipe had planed to do. That is before Skywarp took him away. A faint knock sounded at the door, Sunny ignored it a kept staring at the forbidden area of the dull room.
"Sunny…open the door…please" Sunny just growled and stalker over to the door and triggered it open.
"What" he hissed looking down into the bright gold optics of Mirage.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing," Mirage paused unsure how to continue " Prowl got worried when you didn't turn up for patrol, I said I would come and check" Mirage shifted his weight uncomfortable from foot to foot.
"Thank you, but as you can see I'm fine" Sunstreaker glared down at the noble with a deathly stare "now get out of my way" without hesitation the race car jumped out of the way, allowing the pained Lamborghini to push past.
"Your not the only one that has lost something dear to them" Mirage spat before spinning on his heel to brush past the yellow warrior before he could snag him and beat him to scrap.
"Prowl" Sunstreaker nodded heading out of the Ark to begin his patrol, only to be stopped by a white hand, glaring at it Sunstreaker shrugged it off and continued on his way. Somehow Prowl managed to get in front of him.
"Your skills shall not be required today Sunstreaker," Prowl said looking up with an emotionless face, "instead I wish to talk to you in my office, don't worry Bluestreak and Wheeljack are covering your shift." Prowl gestured Sunstreaker down the hallway to the section which housed the –In commands offices. Pausing briefly to allow the door to open. Inside sat Prime and Jazz, both looked hopelessly at the yellow 'bot when he entered.
"Please sit Sunstreaker." Said the deep voice of Optimus, waving a hand towards an empty chair in front of the desk.
"What is this?" Sunny growled looking each officer in the optic still not sitting down. Each officer took a deep intake of air before Optimus finally spoke up.
"We're placing you in the Med-bay to be observed" He said dread filling his optics as he looked towards the left over twin. Sunny noticed both Jazz and Prowl had the same look.
"What? WHAT!?" Sunstreaker yelled gripping the back of the chair that he had be ordered to sit in, sinking his fingers into the squealing metal "You. Want. Me. To. Be. Observed. Like. Some. Human." He let the rage slip into his voice with a sharp, bitter edge to it. "HOW DARE YOU!!!" he roared picking up the chair and throwing it at the Primes head "HOW SLAGGING DARE YOU!!!" Sunstreaker advanced ripping the desk from its position and violently swinging it so it crushed the three highest ranking officers. The doors slid open and mechs piled in pinning the enraged lambo to the ground. Still furious Sunstreaker tried to throw them off his back screaming obscenities about he would do to them when he got out of the brig. A hard wrench was brought down on his head, in a way only the CMO would even dare.
"Sunstreaker, behave!" he said with a harsh tone. Ratchet was the only one on the Ark that had continued like nothing had happened after Sideswipes untimely demise. Sunstreaker stopped struggling and watched as the medic unsubspaced some suspicious looking tools.
"What are they for?" a random mech called from somewhere (Sunstreaker's legs). The white and red autobot just grunted and pulled a needle from it's casing, attaching a strange blue bottle to it. Sunstreaker started to shift and wiggle his way out from under the mech pile he was under. Again the wrench found Sunny's head.
"Stay still you fragger" he whispered, holding down Sunstreaker's neck, sliding the needle into a fuel line and watched as the blue liquid drained away. Sunstreaker felt tired and almost instantly he fell into recharge.
Standing up slowly Ratchet Signalled the protectorbots off Sunstreaker. Shaking his head at the unconscious mech on the floor he turned to the commanding officers who had pushed the desk off of them during the whole episode.
"Any of you hurt?" the medic asked the three. All of the shook their heads with deep regret on all their faceplates. "Good" He gruffed and went to help the smaller 'bots to carry out the large frame of the frontline warrior. Once again the war had driven another to the brink of insanity, though this time no one understood how much it hurts to loose half your spark. Nobody knew Ratchet and Ironhide were twins, not even Prime himself. Ratchet shuddered at the thought of Ironhide dying and leaving him behind, at lest Sunstreaker had someone who could almost understand the intense pain he was suffering. He just hoped he wasn't to late.
