I was pulled from recharge when I suddenly found myself in the floor. Looking around I saw Bumblebee run into next room. Rolling my optics I let my head rest on the floor, looking straight up at the ceiling. I heard footsteps but didn't bother to look to see who was coming, I knew it was Optimus Prime, Bumblebee and I's adopted father.
Bumblebee pulled me out of my berth almost every morning, usually when he'd been up for a little while and I still wasn't up. Optimus loomed over me as he looked down at me and let out a sigh before picking me up off the ground.
"I have to ask, why do you never pick yourself up?" I giggled laid my head against his armor, right where his spark was. I saw Bumblebee out of the corner of my eye as he leaned back into the room.
"It's because she knows you'll come in and pick her up." I glared at Bumblebee as he 'revealed' my secret to Optimus. He glared playfully down at me for a second before unleashing a vicious tickle attack on me. I giggled uncontrollably, sometimes letting out a squeak or two while tears came from my optics from laughing so hard.
When Optimus paused for a moment to let me breathe we both heard Bee laughing as he watched me struggle against what we both called The Tickle Torture. Optimus cast me a sly glance before setting me by my brother up. He then easily multitasked and tickled both of us at the same time. After a few minutes he set both of us down.
"Now how about you two, go get some energon." Both Bumblebee and I smiled, even though I knew we were both dreading it. As we walked out the door I heard my father call to me. "And Oceana." I looked back at him, I didn't think I had done anything wrong. "You have to drink both cubes." I nodded my head while resisting the urge to roll my eyes. Turning to follow my brother to the main room in the base I heard our father call out one more warning. "And I don't want to hear that you've been bothering the other bots."
I caught up with Bumblebee and shared a look with him.
"Let me guess, the whole you need to drink both cubes followed by don't bother the other bots?" I nodded. The two cubes thing was horrible, Ratchet had prescribed me two small cubes of energon in the morning and at night, three for my brother. But I always got full after the first cube, leaving the second one untouched. Of course I always tried to finish off the second cube but usually couldn't.
The second warning wasn't actually a warning so much as our father being misinformed. The older bots always said that we got under their pedes and taunted them. We did nothing of the sorts, the older bots just hated us, something about Bee being a half flier and me being a full flier, whatever a flier was.
When we got to the main room I was dismayed at how many older bots there were in the room but I didn't let my doorwings drop, knowing that if they saw them they'd immediately start picking on us. We made our way over to the counter by the energon dispensers, which were out of our reach. None of the other bots ever helped us get to them so we had to sit on the counter to get to them.
We sat on the counter with our legs dangling over the side, quietly drinking our energon. Then again I was always quiet, except for when Optimus was around, knowing that he didn't care how I talked. When we first got here the other bots made fun of the fact that I couldn't speak properly, not that anyone can when they're three, but it was still hurtful enough to make me stop talking unless it was to Optimus. As I finished my first cup of energon my brother was starting his third, picking up my second cup of energon Bee smiled at me encouragingly.
"You can drink both of them, I know you can. And remember that Ratchet said drinking more energon would help us get bigger?" I nodded at him before raising the glass and drinking from it even though I my stomach was already starting to be queasy from drinking the first glass.
I let out an inaudible sigh as I thought about what Bee had said about getting bigger. Both Bumblebee and I were small for our ages, we always had been. Ratchet had said that he expected we'd be on the smaller side, mostly because fliers had an intendancy to be smaller. It certainly didn't help me that femmes were always smaller. Because I was lost in thought I didn't hear the three bots come up behind Bee and I, until they spoke.
"Hey, you're not supposed to sit on the counters." I expected to be picked up any second and be set rudely on the ground.
"Wait, let's see if he can use those enormous doorwings to actually fly." The leader quickly agreed and then I saw a hand push Bumblebee off the counter, needless to say he didn't fly. I looked over at the three bots with a mixture of fear and hatred. They immediately turned to look at me and the leader smiled cruelly at me.
"We that experiment failed. Time for another one. Let's see if we can make this one make a sound." He then reached out and pushed me off the counter. Even though it hurt, especially because I landed on my own doorwings, I didn't let them have the satisfaction of hearing me cry out. I actually bit the inside of my mouth to stop myself from screaming, and drew energon at the same time.
Bumblebee helped me to my feet as the three bots came around the counter, the leader was mostly silver mech with blue armor over his spark and a few red and blue accents, our other two tormentors were a pair of twins, one red, one yellow. They were the three that always teased us the most, probably because they never had anything to do. As they approached us another bot stepped in the way. Looking up I didn't recognize the mech and a little bit of hope fluttered in my heart that he'd stand up for us.
"Back off." The leader of our torturers backed off, grumbling, obviously not happy with losing his entertainment. The mech that saved us then turned around and trained his eyes on Bumblebee. "So the rumors are true. The half flier is here." My heart sunk as the mech said this, knowing that Bumblebee and I hadn't gotten away from a daily beating. His gaze then slid from Bee to me and I froze, I didn't like this, especially as he grinned.
He grabbed both of us, picking us up by our doorwings, something that normally hurt but now hurt twice as much from me landing on my doorwings. I hated being carried by my doorwings and so I pulled my legs in towards my spark and curled up into a ball. In the mech's other hand I heard Bee fighting. I watched helplessly as he carried us into an unused room, having nothing but a berth in the corner. He flung us down to the ground, obviously trying to hurt us.
"You're the reason my sparkmate and sparklings are dead." He growled this at Bumblebee as he scooted closer to me, trying to comfort me. Bee looked at him with wide optics before stammering.
"I haven't done anything." As he said this the mech kicked him away from me. I stared at the mech as he got angrier by the second.
"Yes you have. You were born." The mech's voice started to have a buzz to it. "Because you were born Wasp's family died. The government was mad that a flier would disgrace themselves by falling in love with a grounder so they killed him and his family. His sparkmate, his sister and her sparklings. His sister was Wasp's sparkmate. But they didn't manage to kill their his son so now I'm going to do it for him."
He then lashed out a Bumblebee, scratching one of his doorwings as Bee tried to dodge. Completely ignoring all my instincts telling me to get out of there I grabbed on to Wasp's arm as he went to attack Bee again even though I knew it would have no effect. Wasp simply flung me against the wall before going to attack Bumblebee again. He paused for a second before glancing over his shoulder at me.
"Wasp has an idea. Wasp make you watch as she dies slowly and in much pain. Then you know how Wasp felt when Wasp saw them kill Wasp's family. And after she's dead Wasp will kill you too." As Wasp approached me I struggled to stand up to run away but my helm was in too much pain for me to do anything except watch as he came closer.
Wasp knelt down in front of me and lifted up my chin so I had to look him straight in the optics. He then took one of his claws and ran it along my cheek, causing energon to flow. I shook at the pain, resisting the urge to cry out in pain. Next he pushed me forward, causing me to land hard on my face.
I flinched as I heard the sound of metal forcibly being torn away followed by the sound of metal being dropped. In front of me lay one of my doorwings as I tried to understand what happened I heard the sounds again and my other doorwing dropped in front of me. That's when the pain caught up to me, and I screamed.
A constant wave of pain came from where my doorwings had been as I struggled to stop from collapsing into stasis. However Wasp didn't stop there. He picked me up and roughly slammed my back against the wall causing even more pain from my back. I barely registered it as his claws tore down my front. All I was focusing on was Bumblebee, pleading with my eyes to help him. When he didn't do anything Wasp looked at him before digging his claws further into my chest, making me scream in pain.
"BEE!" Tears were running down my cheeks as I watched my brother look directly in my eyes and slowly shake his head no before turning to run, escaping towards one of the vents in the walls. Wasp dropped me as he tried to stop Bumblebee from climbing into the vent. Bee almost made it when Wasp grabbed a hold of one of Bee's doorwings, pulling it clean off as Bumblebee climbed into the vent in the wall. In anger he threw Bee's doorwing and it happened to land right next to mine.
By now I was struggling to keep my optics open, not that there was anything to see other than my spilt energon and the mangled remains of the doorwings. Even after I closed my optics I fought to stay out of stasis, not that there was a reason to because obviously no one would save me. I gave into the oncoming stasis, just ready to be free from the pain.
Bumblebee didn't want to see his sister go offline so he ran away, hoping if he didn't watch it wouldn't happen. He had barely escaped into the vents but lost one of his doorwings to the crazy mech called Wasp. As he crawled through the vents he tried to find Optimus or Ratchet, even Ironhide would do, he just needed to tell one of them. Bumblebee wanted to collapse from the pain coming from is missing doorwing but kept going because he didn't want to think what would happen if he collapsed inside of the vents where no one could find him.
Luckily Bumblebee quickly stumbled upon his father, Ratchet, and Ironhide as they were having a private meeting. Bumblebee tumbled out of the vent and into the room, immediately getting all of their attention. Optimus stood up ready to scold the young bot for interrupting their meeting, that's when he noticed the energon dripping from his back where he's missing one of his doorwings. Scooping up the trembling Bumblebee in his hands he asks him a question.
"What happened? Where is your sister?" Bumblebee looked up at his father with fear filled eyes before managing to spit out a little bit of information.
"A bad mech attacked us. He hurt Ana bad..." Optimus pulled his son closer as he looked around to see that Ironhide had already run off to find the intruder. He then turned to face Ratchet.
"Follow Ironhide. I fear that Oceana is in worse shape than Bumblebee. I'm going to take him to the med bay and then find who did this." With that Optimus left the room, holding Bumblebee close to his spark chamber as he hurried to the med bay.
Optimus made sure that Bumblebee was in the care of Ratchet's assistant before he started out to go find where Ironhide and Ratchet went but was met by Ratchet as he came in holding Oceana's little form. The medic immediately shoved Optimus out saying that he'd let him know how things went.
As Optimus turned away he noted that Ratchet didn't give him a report on how Oceana was doing. With a worried mind, he went off to find Ironhide, and presumably whoever had attacked his sparklings.
When Ironhide saw the troublesome yellow and black youngling he all but let out an exasperated sigh. However when he saw the youngling hurt and that he had been attacked he left to find the culprit. He may not always see optic to optic with the little ones but it was just wrong on so many levels to harm a youngling let alone a sparkling, no matter how annoying they might be.
Ironhide ran down the halls looking and listening for any signs as to where Oceana might be. As he turned down a hallway he saw a green mech, a flier no less, his hands covered in energon. When the flier saw Ironhide he panicked and ran.
He didn't get very far because Ironhide fired his arm cannon once, successfully knocking the sparkling attacker to the ground. Ironhide wasted no time picking the green mech up and slamming him against the wall, while holding the flier still the weapons officer looked over his shoulder and into the room, almost dropping the flier out of horror.
In the room the silver sparkling lay on the floor in a pool of her own energon, her doorwings torn off and lying in front of her along with Bumblebee's missing doorwing. Primus I hope she isn't offline. That was the only thought running as Ratchet can running around the corner.
"Doc! She's in there." Ironhide's voice trembled as he said this, fearing for the sparkling's life. Ratchet didn't even flinch when he saw Oceana's pour state. He gently picked her up in one arm and grabbed the three doorwings off the ground before leaving, not even giving Ironhide a chance to ask if she was okay.
Then it dawned on him that if Ratchet was in a hurry then she must still be online, even if just barely. Ironhide then turned his attention back to the flier he held. Glaring at Wasp with more hatred than he ever thought he could possibly have towards one bot, Ironhide held him against the wall a little harder.
"Why? She's only five. Five. She had her whole life ahead of her. What did she do to you?" The green flier smiled, in a deranged way.
"The Little Bee is the reason why Wasp's family is dead. Wasp wanted him to know how Wasp felt when Wasp saw them dead. After Wasp made Little Bee watch Wasp would have killed him after she was dead if he hasn't gotten away from Wasp" The green flier, which Ironhide presumed was named Wasp, then tried to struggle free from Ironhide's grasp only to fail.
Ironhide simply leveled his arm cannon at Wasp while waiting for Prime to show up. After a minute Ironhide was convinced that Wasp was insane, he kept mumbling under his breath and talking in the third person. No sooner had Ironhide arrived at this conclusion did Optimus come around the corner.
Optimus narrowed his optics at the green flier and Ironhide had never seen him this mad before. As Optimus walked over to him Wasp started to quake in Ironhide's grasp, more than he'd done when Ironhide's arm cannon was pointed at him. Ironhide understood Wasp's fear and really hoped that he himself would never be on the receiving end of his leader's wrath.
"Put him in custody." Optimus growled this before walking away, probably to go sit in front of the med bay's doors while waiting for news about his sparklings.