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Outsider
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Robot Zombie
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Chapter 2
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Miko hugged her legs to chest, trying to keep herself warm with whatever was left of her body heat. The room that the Decepticon Medic flung her into was freezing; she could see her breath fog before her very eyes. She shivered and trembled, Goosebumps showing up on her ashen arms. She wondered how they functioned here, remembering what had happened to the Autobots in freezing temperatures, but figured that this place had to be warming then the artic.
A quick look around the room, she noticed a few tools that she'd seen Ratchet with, although these ones weren't as pleasant appearing. She was sure that it was because of who owned them and not because her friends' medic kept his in better condition. She turned her head and continued to study the room that she was currently being held in, idly wondering where Knock Out had wandered off to. She noted the numerous extra parts, not to mention a few Decepticon corpses, lying about. She knew what the carcasses were used for; she was young and careless, at times, but far from stupid. They would be stripped, she remembered Ratchet telling them once about Decepticons doing such things, and either used for testing or spare parts, maybe even zombies.
Okay, probably not zombies, but it sounded cool and kept her from thinking about what they had planned for her.
The door slid open and startled the poor girl, her brown eyes snapping upward to see two robots towering over her tiny, freezing form. One was the ever-flamboyant Knock Out; the other was the more interesting mech. The new alien stepped closer, feet clanking against the metal floor with each long stride, then stopped dead in front of her. Her heart pounded against her ribcage, her mind processing just who stood there. The giant knelt down and reached a talon towards her, allowing it to hover as if he were going to flick her against the wall that stood proudly there. His scarlet optic sensors glowed as he studied her, she swallowed back a scream to get away from her.
"I know your creation day is coming up so I got her for you," the medic teased while joining the seeker's side. "I was sure that she could keep you entertained for quite sometime, Commander."
"It's not the right insect," the air commander growled, barely sending the sports car a glance. Miko wasn't exactly sure if she liked the way he seemed to sneer at her, as if he were begging her to do something stupid so he could flatten her like a pancake. His dirty look turned into a smirk as Knock Out glared at him, a scowl that was certainly ignored. He continued, "but she'll do. I'm sure it won't take long for them to miss her, this one is quite loud."
Knock Out huffed, "Tell me about it."
"I am not," she hissed and sent the giants a glare. She silently wished she had laser vision so she could melt them to scrap right now. "And they'll come save me, and kick you two into the next galaxy!"
"Is that so," the winged robot questioned sharply.
"Yeah," she answered with a scowl of her, "and then you'll regret stealing me!" Her bravery was short lived, she jerked backwards as the seeker shifted his slender yet large form. She panicked a bit, knowing that she probably shouldn't be trying to anger these two, regretting her actions and words towards them. She swallowed as the silver servo hovered over her puny body. "What are you doing," she squeaked. "If you splat me, Bulkhead'll kill you!"
Knock Out snickered next to the seeker, "Oh, scary!"
"Enough," the jet growled, sending the medic a scowl. He turned his sights to the human and kept the frown quite visible, limb still hovering over her. "As for you, human child, I have plans for you so killing you is out of the question. You are important to those Autobots and will bring me good fortune." Miko shivered at the Decepticon's tone, smooth and polite, and watched as he drew his hand away. He turned and gazed at the sports car, smirking darkly. "Isn't that right, Knock Out?"
"Of course, Commander Starscream," the medic chirped with a grin of his own.
Miko could sense it, so many secrets and plans between these two. She should have expected that secrets built this ship as well, walls woven with them, because of what they were, Decepticons. She shifted forward and placed her hands on the icy floor, leaning towards the seeker with a frown. "What are you planning, Starscream," she hissed and narrowed her eyes, "I won't help you hurt my friends!"
"Naïve little child," Starscream replied coolly, turning to look back at her. "Your friends are none of my concern. They are just pawns in the larger scheme of things, just as you are. I wouldn't feel so special about this. You just happened to be the first fleshling that my future Second In Command had seen."
"Oh yeah, well, wait," she blinked rapidly as she glanced between the two sinister robots. Okay, now she was confused. "Are you the Second In Command? What do you mean, your? What's—"
"You will find out soon enough," he hissed at her questioning as he stood to his full height. The girl, surprised by the movement, scurried back to her wall and pressed herself against it. She glared at him, not willing to take that for an answer, but not exactly wanting to press the subject. His optics seemed to scan over inch of her body, his scowl seemed to deepen as he turned slightly to the medic. "Lord Megatron and his extra set of eyes don't know about her right?"
"They don't have a clue," Knock Out grinned and motioned with his head to something on a table, which was too high for her to see. It surprised the girl, until the medic continued of course. "The projector works wonders. Soundwave was fooled by it, thought I was dragging in parts that I must have ripped off the Autobots, by the way Megatron harped me afterwards. You really need to stick around the area after missions, it's a pain in the aft to find you."
Well, that explained why no one even spared her a glance in the halls.
"Hn, good," the seeker replied, ignoring the complaints from the medic. He turn towards the door and took a step forward, only to pause and give the medic a sinister grin over his wing. "She needs to be moved as well, her body temperature is down fairly low for a human. Be sure to take her to an area where Megatron and his eyes cannot find her."
"Of course, Lord Starscream," Knock Out mocked slightly, grinning when the seeker scowled then exited the room. Miko shifted against the wall as the medic turned to her, flashing a grin in her direction, with she didn't have that wonderful of a feeling about. "Well, let's get you get of here before you turn into an ice cube."
"No way," she yelped when he went to grab her, scooting out of the way just in time. "You'll kill me or something!"
He scowled, "If I kill you then Starscream will kill me, or worse, scratch my paint… again."
"Oh yeah, that's a real freaking tragedy," she snorted. However, while she was distracted, the robot grabbed her in as he lifted her to his look into his optics. She struggled against him and narrowed her eyes, starting to curse at him clumsily. This only seemed to make him grin, which brought nothing but dismay to her very core.
"That's not very nice, Human," he cooed playfully. "Now, let's get you somewhere safe!"
"And where would that be," she huffed. "Oh, not on this stupid ship! Take me home!"
"No can do," he snickered and stood to his full height, turning towards the door but not before grabbing a tool off the table. "Hm, what can I use this time? Spare parts? No, that would just be weird. Oh! I have it, data pad!" Miko glared as he cheerfully typed something into the machine and started out of the room. "Now, where to take you," he hummed while Miko searched for anyone in the halls, coming up empty handed. "Oh," he yipped slightly, "I know the perfect place!"
She swallowed hard, "And where is that?"
"Just be quiet," he grinned and began a journey down the left hall. "It'll be one Pit of a surprise!" Oh yeah, that sounded wonderful, the last surprise sure as hell was. She lowered her head and silently prayed that the Autobots would rescue her soon. Even though she was adventurous, this was just ridiculous! "I can't wait to see this," he added with a silent cackle. "I hope you like chaos." Defiantly not good, not good at all.
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To be continued.
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A/N: Okay, the ball is officially rolling for this story. I will admit, this story is going to pick up the pace soon and will stay very steady. Be prepared. Also, I have to know, would you guys like this to be a pairing? I'm always on the fence about Mech/Human relationships, and I could never write fluff to save my life, but I was thinking about trying. If not in this 'book' then in the next or last one, let them build first and develop. Just a thought I've been having.
I know this was supposed to be up last night but I got busy, and I failed to update when I got home from work and my jog. In addition, sorry about the rushed ending to this chapter. My original editing was so much better, but the document freaked out before I could save it. So in my anger, I tried to remember what I wrote and that... annoying ending came out. So sorry.
Last but not least, thank you for the reviews that some of you left. Enjoy this little thing and all that comes after it.