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Bluestreak and Prowl exchanged looks as the base shuddered again. Prowl looked over at Bluestreak again, then spoke. "Do you know why they want us?" Megatron sighed.
"I know they want you because of your being our Head Tactician. I have no idea why they'd want Bluestreak though." he said, looking over at Bluestreak, who shrugged back.
"Don't look at me. I don't know what they want with me. I'm not that important in the grand scheme of things." he muttered.
Megatron nodded, and began barking out orders. "Bluestreak, you're with me, Thundercracker, Menasaur and Starscream. Prowl, you're with Smokescreen, Devastator, Skywarp, and Soundwave. We're splitting you two up, that way, they have to fight to get either one of you. I'd leave you in the base, but we don't have that option." Prowl nodded curtly, and disappeared down a side hall, and Bluestreak followed Megatron out ot the battlefield with Thundercracker and Starscream.
Bluestreak positioned himself on a cliff, and set up his rifle. He took careful aim, and with one well placed shot, took one of Blaster's cassetes trying to get Megatron from behind. Menasaur punched Jazz in the chassis, sending him back a few steps, but not enough to deterr the Special Ops mech. Thundercracker flew overhead, Sunstreaker hanging onto his wings, trying to make him crash, Sideswipe doing the same to Starscream. Bluestreak shot Sunny in the shoulder, the golden twin hissing in pain. Thundercracker barrelrolled, and Sunstreaker barely managed to hang on. Sideswipe abandoned trying to make Starscream crash in favor of saving his twin. Bluestreak fired again, one of his shots hitting Sideswipe's jetpack, causing both twins to fall. He reloaded and was about to fire when he felt the barrel of a rifle pressed against the back of his head.
"I would not advise moving." Mirage advised, uncloaking. "I wouldn't want to hurt you."
Bluestreak held stock-still, his finger on the trigger of his gun. He glanced down the sights of his rifle and smiled. If he was going to get captured, he may as well make his shots count. He pulled the trigger three times, all three rounds slamming into Optimus Prime. Unfortunately, they didn't hit anywhere fatal, but they connected in places that would make transforming, and patching him up difficult. He barely had time to blink before the butt of Mirage's weapon slammed into the back of his helm, sending him into stasis.
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"Ow." Bluestreak muttered as he came around. He looked around, and sighed. He was locked in the Autobot brig, Prowl across from him, still in stasis. The damage done to Prowl made Bluestreak want to purge. Prowl's doorwings were gone, ripped off, if the energon staining his usually pristine black and white paint was anything to go by, and somebot had melted Prowl's chevron down to stubs. Obviously, Prowl had resisted, and he paid the price for it.
Bluestreak shifted, and hissed. He twisted slightly, and glanced at his own doorwings. They had been melted in places, the sensitive panels useless. The sensory deprivation was stifling, almost no imput coming from either panel at all. The doors to the brig hissed open, and Bluestreak went rigid, watching the hall warily. A mech was backlit, his features obsucred by shadows. The only thing that was distinguishable were his crimson optics, which landed on him.
"So, you're awake. I was wondering how long it was going to take you to wake up." the mech said, walking into the room. He stopped outside the cell, and leaned against the door.
Bluestreak couldn't entirely suppress a shiver of apprehension. The words were pleasant enough, but the underlying violence lacing them was enough to scare him. "What do you want with me?" The door to the cell opened, and now Bluestreak could see it was Sunstreaker. "Sunstreaker? What do you want?"
Sunstreaker smirked. "Offically, Optimus Prime wanted your skills as a sniper. Unoffically, you're going to be my plaything." he said, walking up to Bluestreak. Bluestreak stared back, refusing to show how scared he was. Sunstreaker reached past him, and touched one of his doorwings, the touch barely registering until he gripped it tight enough to dent it. "Just so you know, Optimus is seriously fragged off at you. All you had to do was come along nice and easy, and you would't be in here. Not to mention, Sideswipe and I are fragged off at you too."
"Aw, did I mess up your shiny paintjob?" Bluestreak taunted, noting the flash of anger with mild satisfaction. That satisfaction was short-lived however. With one smooth motion, Sunstreaker gripped the wing in his hand tighter, then ripped it off, throwning the wing across the cell. Bluestreak fought down the scream that clawed its way up through his vocal processor.
Sunstreaker smiled at him. "Giving me back talk is not the way to appease my anger, Bluestreak." Bluesteak didn't say anything, glaring at the golden mech as if through sheer willpower alone he could caue the Autobot to burst into flames.
Sunstreaker sighed. "Well, I have monitor duty, so I have to leave. Next time though, I'll bring Sideswipe. He has a few things he wants to say to you." With that, he left, picking up the torn wing and throwing it into Bluestreak's abdomen. Bluestreak bent double, desperately trying to get his intakes to work. The doors to the brig hissed shut behind Sunstreaker, cutting off the mech's chuckles.
"Bluestreak?" The soft call got his attention.
Bluestreak's helm snapped up. "Prow! You're awake."
Prowl's blue optics were dull, a sure sign of energy deprivation. "Yes, but not for long."
"Prowl, what happened to you?" he asked softly.
"Interrogation. Ironhide interrogated me with Jazz's help. Blue, they're going to interrogate you next." Prowl said, optics off-lining as he fell back into stasis.
"Prowl? Prowl! Wake up!" Blue called, trying to reach his mentor despite the chains holding him against the wall.
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A/N - Okay, so I suppose this is going to be an AU to the Shattered Glass AU. Oh, well. I'm using TFWiki, so I'm trying to keep the characters as in character as possible. So, read, review, and let me know what you think.