Here is where the story continues…but get ready for a twist you never expect! MWHAHAHAH…I'm evil!
Also…thankz to Evil Ratchet and twindragon-girl for the ideas!
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers…I own the OC's and plot…
His systems slowly came back on-line, as did his optics. Once he took in the yellow ceiling, he knew something was wrong.
Yellow..that's not the color of the Med Bay's ceiling…WHERE AM I?!
The red and white mech jerked his body up and wildly looked around. It wasn't the Med Bay, or anywhere else on the Ark. He was on a large berth, in an equally larger room. It took him a second, then the place clicked in his processor.
It was his suite back in the Castle. He gasped and began to worry. He wondered what had happen, but everything was a bit fuzzy. He groaned and began to call out names, hoping someone would hear him.
"Inferno…Ratchet…Stella…anyone?"
His calls were answered, but not by anyone close to him. The Head Medic for the Castle walked in, closing the door behind him, and walked over to the berth. Red Alert watched him, wary of the strange mech.
Once the Medic was to the berth's side, he spoke to Red, "Good Morning, young Highness Red Alert. It is good to see that you are healthy and awake."
"Where are my friends?" The Lamborghini asked, keeping a close optic on the medic. He didn't trust anyone else but Ratchet.
"They are here and are waiting for you to awake. I shall go get the one called Ratchet? He is your medic, no?"
Red Alert nodded and laid back down on the berth. The Medic turned and headed out of the room. At least his friends were here with him. Then a thought passed through his processor, and his spark twisted.
Inferno, where is Inferno…hope he alright…but what if…
His thoughts stopped when the door opened, and someone hurriedly walked in. Red Alert turned, and then Ratchet appeared next to the berth.
"Ratchet" Red Alert muttered. First anger flashed over the CMO's faceplates, then to worriness.
"Red, how ya feelin'" he asked.
The Security Director sighed and replied, "Been better."
Ratchet nodded, then there a long pause between them. A silence that hung thick, till Ratchet broke it.
"Red, who shot ya?"
Red Alert visible tensed up and looked away. It was painful, remembering the reason he was here.
"I don't know Ratchet….they shot me from behind."
Ratchet nodded, then softly placed a servo on Red Alert's shoulder. The Security Director must be shaken up right now. To be told of someone he once knew in his past, to be shot, and then brought back to a past he ran away from. It must be hard on him.
The CMO let out a sigh and whispered, "If ya need any of us, come and tell us. We are here for ya Red. Me, Optimus, Prowl, and Inferno. Remember that…" Ratchet lifted his servo and left the room.
Red Alert stared off into space, thinking about what Ratchet had said.
Inferno…you're here…oh Inferno…
A lump formed in his throat, and silent tears rolled down his face. He curled into a ball on the berth he once slept in so long ago. Everything was whirled in his processor, but one mech stood out. The mech he loved, wanted to see, to be with, to hold.
"In…ferno…" he softly sobbed.
Inferno walked aimlessly through the soft hue yellow hallways. He wanted to see Red Alert so badly, but waited till the Lamborghini wanted to see him first, even if his spark cried out for the other mech. He sighed and continued to walk through the hallways, turning another corner.
"Inferno…Inferno, wait!" called a voice. The firetruck stopped and turned to see Stella Guard running towards him. She reached him and began trying cycle more air through her vents.
"Stella Guard" he replied back, emotionless. He wasn't angry at the femme, but all of this, Red Alert, royalty, the Castle, made him a bit edgy and wary. There was a pause between them, then Inferno asked, "Where is Red Alert, Stella Guard?" He wanted, no needed, to see the Security Director. To hold him, to guard him forever.
Stella Guard sighed and began to think about what she would say next.
Sigh…it is going to be difficult to tell him…Red isn't treated the same around here like he is back on the Ark…not everyone can see him…
"He's resting Inferno, like you should be too."
Inferno's optics narrowed a bit. He was angry that he was being denied to see Red Alert.
"Not until I see that he is alright."
The black and grey femme sighed and was about to reply the mech and tell him why he couldn't exactly do that, but a voice cut her off. One of her squad members can running up and stopped next to her, saluting.
"Captain Stella Guard, Captain Stella Guard, the King wishes to see you immediately."
Stella Guard nodded, gave Inferno an apologetic glance, and said, "Go, I'll be there soon." The squad nodded, turned, and left.
The femme turned back to Inferno and said, "I'll try to see if you can visit him, but I don't know if you can."
The red mech glared at the femme and hissed, "Why is dat?" The femme was un-fazed by his furious attitude, but wanted him to calm down.
"Remember Inferno, he is royalty. Not only that, but…" she glanced away, "royalty that went missing a long time ago. Now, the King wishes for him to not leave again. You understand now?" She turned her helm back to Inferno, who was still radiating anger.
"Yeah, I understand…" he replied through gritted dental plates. He wanted to scream to the heavens. Red Alert was so close, but yet so far. He need to apologize, but couldn't.
Stella Guard nodded, turned, and walked away. She just hoped that Inferno understood that royalty wasn't at all what it is cracked up to be.
He placed a servo on the large metal doors. His entire frame was shaking. He didn't know what to do next, he had only been awake for a couple of joors(hours). After shuttering his optics off, he let his processor take over in thoughts and memories.
This…this…Mother…Father…where they used to…so many memories…
Red Alert could hear a child's laughter, the chuckles of adults. He could hear them issuing orders, judgment for peace. Young Stella Guard telling him off for sneaking around without her. All peaceful memories. Then, another memory arose.
'They're ill my Prince.'
His optics grew wide.
'NO! That can't be!'
The medic bowed his head.
'I'm sorry…they're aren't going to make it…'
He then turned and ran. Ran passed everyone, everything. He needed to leave, to get away. He didn't want the crown, his parents were still King and Queen. He didn't want it. He just kept running.
A silent tear began to roll down his cheekplate, then with his other hand he wiped it away. Red Alert then shuttered his optics back on, took in a deep intake of air, then pushed the doors opened.
Inside, he saw his cousin, Red Armor, sitting on the throne. The royal crown was resting on his helm.
"Ah cousin Red Alert, it is good to see you are well once more."
Red Alert stared at the mech, then slowly nodded. Red Armor made a hand motion for Red to come in.
"Come in, come in. I haven't seen you in vorns."
Slowly, the Lamborghini walked in. He ambled across the large throne room and stood before the throne, not taking his optics off of his cousin. Red Armor stood and walked down the steps and stood before his cousin. A small smile was upon his dental plates. A weak smile crawled its way onto Red Alert's dental plates as well.
"Same with I, cousin Red Armor" Red Alert replied, stuttering a bit. The smile on Red Armor's face plate grew, unnerving the Security Director. "But where is my friends and Stella Guard?" The smile vanished quickly.
Red Armor looked away and replied, "Your friends are resting, and Captain Stella Guard is…on a mission currently. I'm sorry." He turned back to Red Alert and smiled. Red Alert didn't smile. He just stared at the other mech, which was being to unnerve Red Armor. Then Red Alert nodded, turned, and was about to leave, back a hand on his shoulder stopped. "Don't worry dear Red Alert, nothing is going to happen. We'll make sure you never leave, and you can live here at the Castle and become ruler once more, like you were supposed to."
Then the voice of his glitch perked up, saying that Red Armor was lying, that there was a darker plot. They wanted him dead, they were going to kill him, his friends. They needed to leave.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, Red Alert some-what believe his glitch, but just put it off. He then shrugged the servo off and began out of the throne room.
Inferno…where are you…I need you right now…I don't know what I am going to do…Inferno…
Once the red and white mech passed through the throne doors, Red Armor's smile faded away to a frown. He then turned and stalked up the stairs and dropped down into the throne.
He turned his helm and spoke to the shadow around his throne, "Go and make sure our 'guests' don't leave. I don't need the young Prince's friends to find out what is going on." He then turned his helm back forward and glared at the metal doors of the throne room.
A voice from the shadows replied, "Yes, my King."
A wicked smirk formed on the crowned mech's face plate. He wouldn't give up his throne so easily…no…he'll get rid of the problems. Red Alert must be finished off once and for all, so no one could take his throne from him.
Nothing personal dear cousin…it is just power is just too good to give up…
Inferno glanced up and then down the hallway. He was lost. A sigh left his vents, and he decided to head down one of the hallways.
Great…got lost…
He sighed again, then stopped. He had heard a soft voice coming from behind one of the doors in the halls. He stared at the yellow metal door, then reached up to open it.
"Help…" came a very faint voice from beyond the door. Inferno looked left, then right, and saw no one around.
"I better check it out…just to make sure no one is seriously hurt…" he mumbled to himself, then opened the door.
Inside was something different from the outside. It was a hallway, but instead of yellow metal, like the rest of the castle, it was dark metal. Lights were placed along the walls, providing just barely enough light to see by.
The firetruck took a sharp intake of air, then decided to walk down the hallway. After walking through the long passage way, he then began to notice something else down here.
There were cells, bars blocking anyone from entering. Inferno looked inside of them as he continued to walk, but saw no one.
Is this…their brig…
Something inside of him was telling him to turn back, warning him of danger. He was just about to, when the voice called out again.
"Help…me…"
The mech quicken his paced, still looking into each of the cells, then stopped at one when he saw someone lying face down on the ground.
The person had stasis cuffs on their wrist and a chain connected to that. Their ankles were bounded as well. But that wasn't what caught the firetruck's attention. Energon was pooled around her and crusted on the person's armor. It took Inferno a bit to realize who it was, but once he did, he gasped. It was Stella Guard.
"Stella Guard" he gasped, reaching into the cell to try to reach her.
The femme looked up, one optic was broken, and replied, "Inferno…you have to leave…get Red Alert and the others and leave…the King…he's…"
"Stella Guard!" Inferno cried out, but stopped when the clicking of a gun, and a cold feeling was on his back.
"Well, well, looks here we have a snoop…wonder what the King will say about you?" came a voice from behind him. Inferno growled and gritted his dental plates together.
"Let's just throw him in another cell?" said a second voice from behind Inferno, and before he could retaliate, something made hard contact with his helm. He dropped to the ground, unconscious.
Stella Guard looked at what was going on and wished she could stop it.
"Stop…" she whispered. The two sneered at her and began to drag Inferno away to another cell.
She had to do something, but she was too injured. Then the femme began praying to Primus.
Please…let Red Alert be safe…please…
Then stasis took her by force, and she drifted into unconsciousness.
The next chapter will be the last chapter…wonder what will happen? I not tellin'!
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