:/ bla bla /: = Speaking over a Twin/ spark bond
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Sideswipe grumbled as he slunk through the light cover of trees and bushes. Not that he minded the detour from duty, but why did he have to go chasing after that crazy fembot? She'd show up sooner or later so why waste time looking for her? If those jets did turn out to be Decepticons Wildfire would just go rushing headlong in to battle and make their search that much faster. The Lamborghini mulled over Prowl's twisted sense of humor. How could he be so spark-less? To stick him and Sunny with the other set of twins was just plain mean! Even for Prowl.
Everyone knew Wildfire and Tek where weird. More then weird really. Those two where down right strange. They where cold and kept everyone at arm's length. The two where always quiet and had the same weird ability to sneak up on a bot like they didn't want to be seen. Both twins didn't talk a lot, though when Tek did speak it was like talking Percepter. A normal bot could only understand about half of what he said most of the time. Wildfire was even weirder then her brother. She spent most of her time off base with that human of hers. And on the rare occasion that she was in the Ark, she was locked up in her room and stayed far away from everyone else. Sideswipe himself had only seen her roaming the halls of the Ark once in the few months she had been on Earth. Those twins just weren't normal, and everyone kept their distance from them.
But their talents where unquestionable. Tek was the ultimate hacker. When it came to computers he was second to none. He could hack even Telatran-one, the Autobot's ultimate computer, with the slightest touch of his hand. RedAlert couldn't even keep the hacker out of his security systems. Tek was just that good. Wildfire herself was god like in a fight. Sides grinned to himself remembering some of the moves he'd seen her pull off in battle. Stuff the bot's back home couldn't even dream of. Sideswipe had never seen anyone use a Cybertrionion sword before. That kind of weapon was even more ancient then Ironhide. The Mustang had fused together the best of Cybertronion and human war craft into a beautiful dance of death. He defiantly never wanted to square off with her in a fight.
As the red lambo was daydreaming about fighting he was yanked sideways into a sparse group of trees. Something was clamped over his mouth and the arm holding his weapon was twisted behind his back and pinned there with a great amount of force. Sides panicked for a moment as he struggled to free himself. Whatever was holding him was incredibly powerful and didn't release him.
"Shhh!"
Came the hushed command right in his auto receptor. The grip loosened and Sideswipe was free. He whirled around to see Wildfire holding a finger to her lip components. With her battle visor down Sideswipe swore the fembot could pass for a mech. It was un nerving, and irritating, that she was quite literally his equal in size and power. He was a melee bot for crying out loud! It was insulting.
"Have you ever been mistaken for a mech?" Sipeswipe sneered.
"No, have you?" Wildfire snapped back.
Wildfire motioned for Sideswipe to fallow her as she turned. For a bot that wasn't listed a spy Wildfire moved like she had been trained by one Her long legs carried her gracefully through the trees and her boot looking feet didn't so much as snap a twig. Her bright paint job seemed to fade in and out of shadows and unless you where paying close attention she could slip by unnoticed. Well that explained why she could sneek up on bots. Sideswipe on the other hand seemed to be a bull in a china shop in comparison.
"Fraggn' trees!" He hissed.
"Quiet! Do you want to blow our element of surprise?" Wildfire whispered.
"No! I …"
Sides was cut off by a rather leafy branch smacking him in the face as Wildfire let it go. The red lambo let lose a string of curses as he slapped the branch back that only came back and struck him in the face again. Sides ripped the branch out of the tree with a hiss and even in death it stuck to his hands. When he was finally free of the crawling plant and was pulling leaves from his helmet he noticed Wildfire wasn't there. Or anywhere.
"Uh… Fire?" He asked.
Everything was still and quiet as Sideswipe waited. Had she left him to fend for himself? Was he in the middle of an ambush!? He whipped around at the sound of rustling with his gun aimed. Sunstreaker's surprised face looked at his as the twin brothers met unexpectedly.
"Sweet Primus! Do you either of you two have any idea how to silent?"
Wildfire removed her hand from Sunny's mouth with a frown. The golden mech twisted his face into a sneer as he glared at her.
"Has anyone told you that you look like a…"
"Don't bro. I already told her."
"If you two fems are done chatting… we have scouting to do."
Wildfire then resumed her course, making absolutely no noise. The twins grudgingly fallowed after the Mustang. After a few dozen steps she froze and held up a hand curled into a fist. Both mechs stopped on a dime and waited. Wildfire crouched and motioned for them to do the same. The three front liners crept up to the edge of the trees that ended in a sharp cut off. A good distance below them four Decepticon mechs stood, and seemed to be in the middle of a heated discussion.
"Damn it. How do you always know?" Sides whispered.
"This," Wildfire said point at her head. "Doesn't make up for this." She said point at her chest.
"That is illogical. Instincts are not a replacement for reason and thought."
Sunny and Sides both jerked up to see Tek crouched beside them.
"When…?"
"I can be rather silent." Tek stated.
"Well, looks like Fire was right." Sunny said looking back down at the Decepticons. "Why is there just four? There's nothing out here but disgusting nature."
"We'll find that out." Tek said.
The blue Corvette activated something on his arm as his blue visor slid down over his optics. The hacker put his other hand up to the audio receptor on his helmet. The three antenna on each side of his head pinned forward, picking up the smallest vibrations in the air.
"Their waiting for something." Tek said as he listened in on the conversation.
"What?" The twins asked quietly.
"Listening in is difficult. Soundwave is scrambling their frequencies. It's difficult to listen in without alerting him to our presents."
"Best guess?" Wildfire asked.
Tek's visor dimmed as he looked skyward.
"Scanners show no incoming Deceptacons within range. Their intentions can not be determined at this time."
"Let's just keep an eye on them right now." Sides said quietly. "With any luck they'll piss each other off and do our job for us."
"An excellent proposal." Tek said as his blue visor retracted. "Wildfire magnify subjects one and two and see if you can… …Wildfire?"
All three mechs turned to face the empty space where the fem had been.
"Hate you tell you this… but she's gone." Sideswipe said.
"Yes, thank you for the update." Tek said in monotone.
The red and gold twins looked at each other before turning back to Tek with confused and frustrated looks.
"Seriously Tek, we don't know if we should be offended."
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Wildfire crept down around the far side of the hill and slunk around closer and closer to the group of Decepticons. Her flamed paint job was now the greens and browns of her surroundings. Wildfire looked like she was part of the hill unless she moved to quickly. The fembot looked around for Soundwave's numerous tapes but so far there where no scouts, which made her job a lot easier.
"WHY are we waiting out here in the middle of NOWHERE for some STUPID radio transmission?!"
The great thing about Starscream's high pitched, screechy, annoying, insanity inducing voice is that you always knew he was talking. Seekers had an irritating habit of not only looking exactly alike, but sounding alike too. It was a wonderful thing for recon missions when you knew exactly which plane was talking.
"Operation: encounter source of transmission."
Soundwave's voice was always easy to discern by its flat, unchanging tone. Wildfire grinned despite herself. Tek sounded like that too, though her brother spoke in full sentences and not fragments. So, they where waiting for some mysterious caller to met up with. That couldn't be good.
:/Wildfire…/: Tek's warning tone came over their shared bond. :/Where are you?/:
:/Recon./:
:/We can't chance a communication to HQ. I want you to stand down./:
:/I'm not going to do anything!/:
:/Really?/: Clearly her brother didn't believe in her innocents.
:/Just doing a little recon while we're flying blind./:
:/What have you got?/:
Wildfire withdrew her pistols from her subspace as she inched forward. The four mechs came into view between the light cover. They seemed to be content enough waiting where they where, not harming anything at the moment. Just listening to Starscream's rant might change that however. At the rate he used it, Wildfire wondered if the seeker's voclizer had ever given out on him.
:/Four Cons. TC, SS, SW and Sound. No cassettes that I can ascertain.:/
:/Their motives?/:
:/Waiting. Someone's seems to have contacted the cons. Apparently, they've requested a rendezvous here./:
:/Hold your position until I've contacted headquarters and received instructions./:
:/I'll do my best brother dear… unless they force my hand./:
:/What is it?/:
Wildfire flattened herself against the hill as her sensors and audio's picked up the sound of humans heading straight for the Decepticons. Though she doubted the Con's could hear them over Starscream's incessant ranting she still had to be careful.
:/We've got a problem, humans inbound. Moving to intercept./:
