3: Taking Home A Decepticon

"THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING?! THIS CAN'T HAPPEN TO ME! I'M THE FUTURE OF THE DECEPTICONS, I AM THE FUTURE LEADER OF THE EMPIRE AND I-"

"Ah Shuddap Starscream, Hurry up and accept the fact that the war is over and you are all now human, pull it together man or we might send ya to an asylum just for fun!"

Called over one of the soldiers. There were two at each door, and four in the middle. They were in Ratchet's medbay, Decepticons were being thougherly checked, handed their file and sent to a location within the base. The seeker trine was particularly difficult, considering it was Starscream. Megatron was also there, overseeing his troop's welfare.

"Starscream, cease this bickering at once. We are no longer Cybertronians, we are now Decepticon Humans. We must adapt and learn to live on. Now, who is the seeker trine assigned to?"

"That will be me, sir. Sniper Elsa Morgenty, Sir."

Megatron turned to find a long-legged woman standing behind him. She was about twenty-five with a thin waist and elbow-length dark green hair, large hazel eyes hid beneath her bangs, her top part of her head covered by a black bandanna. Black tank top with Cargo pant and combat boots, hoodie tied around her waist with her tags glinting in the light. She was tall, but still shorter than the Decepticon men, who all were unnatural heights of 6ft and up. She snapped a crisp salute, which Megatron nodded acceptingly.

"State your reason why you were chosen to teach my best warriors, femme."

She raised her brows at him, but answered.

'Okaaaay…..'

"I am part of what you would call a 'Trine' Sir. I am a member of the Military one out of three in a team designated RedShadow. Me and my sisters accepted the terms of teaching the Seeker brotherhood the ways of Humanity."

Megatron pondered her words, finding no faults he nodded and let her pass. She walked up to the three seekers, eyeing them over curiously. Starscream sneered down at her.

"I suppose you are RedShadow's leader then?"

"I am"

Her response was curt. Starscream grinned and leaned in as she frowned, wary of his actions. He pulled back and gave a snort.

"Could have been worse, It could have been a mech Screamer."

Skywarp supplied. Starscream nodded. But turned back to Elsa when she whistled low at the comment, noticing his scowl she decided to explain.

"Your very lucky Lennox and Keller were kind to you and gave you myself and my sisters, they were thinking about putting you at the mercy of Knight…Oooh that would have ended up with her arrested for violently man-slaughtering three red-eyed men known as the seekers."

Skywarp took on a look of horrified emotions, Starscream's scowl deepened and Thundercraker remained silent. Eventually, Curiosity got the better of Skywarp.

"Who da Frag is Knight?"

"Oh, Tactical Officer Layla Knight! She is literally a legend around here, she pulls off some of the best and most insane tactical battle plans ever drawn up, she clashed heads with Prowl on MORE than one occasion and has always come out on top. But she hates seekers, you know, she can get REAL violent when she's drunk and you mention them to her…Jesus it's like insanity all over again."

"Why does she hate the seekers So much?"

Thundercraker asked, Elsa merely shrugged. Having no idea.

"I don't know…nobody knows, all we know is that she has four sisters back at home and her dad worked in the navy but from what I heard he was declared KIA after an aerial assault from the Decepticons... maybe that has something to do with it…."

"Oh…."

Starscream and the others looked away, considering all the damage they have done to humans over the years and pondering what would happen now that they themselves are now human. Elsa tapped her foot, growing bored already.

"Alright, let's get you signed up and out, and we can go home and start you 'training' Oh and by the way, whoever you were before? Does not matter whatsoever. Your one of us! Welcome to humanity bub."

Skywarp grinned, thinking of all the fun he could have with this while Thundercracker was lost in thought. Starscream had a set scowl on his face, clearly not liking this whole ordeal as they followed Elsa.

"Primus Slag it, this is going to be the end for us."

Well, at least they were clear of the Seeker-hating Femme called Knight.

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"You have GOT to be kidding me."

"Im afraid not, Knight. You have been given the duty of a gestalt team designated 'Combaticons'. Leader is one known as Onslaught."

"Yes….Usually I would not protest but Onslaught is NOT the one I should be charged with. He was brawling in the mess hall! Isn't there anyone else?"

"Well….There is the Stunticons but…they are quite a handful. Are you sure you want to take this team on Knight?"

"Yes. Anything BUT the Combaticons. I will do best Captain Lennox."

"Very well, I have arranged a flight back to Scotland for you and the team. Monthly checks will commence, You will receive a package containing everything you will need to know. Now, Meet the Stunticons and prep them for departure, You'll be together for a long time."

"Joy."

"Dismissed"

Layla saluted him and marched out, meeting Epps on the way to the Stunticons room. She grinned as thier hands clasped together in a friendly greeting.

"Layla. How ya Doin' Baby Girl?"

"Fine Epps, Did you get assigned a con?"

"Ah sure did. An' Guess who Ah Got?"

"Umm…..Astrotrain? Barricade? Bonecrusher? Anyone with a weird-ass name?"

"Nope." Epps Laughed. "Ah Got the Cone-head retards!"

"Ooooh! You got it bad! Hahahaa! Im sure they would be hell!"

"Yeah, but not as bad as you. Are you actually serious about taking on the Stunticons? Their a freakin band O' Lunatics!"

"No different than my sisters. You've heard my 'colourful' Tales of their adventures."

"Oh yeah. Like that time when your sister decided to flash everyone on the bus all da way to school…And the time they got arrested for trying to 'Molest' A Police Officer. What was their excuse?"

"They were trying to get hold of his radio so they could prank the cops, and for an excuse they claimed to be working in the sex business as hookers. God, My family is SO Crazy! How am I related to them?!"

Epps took a moment to translate Layla's words in her Scottish tongue. He was quite surprised at the Tactic Officer. It meant that when she got back, she would have to take care of not four others, but ten including herself. He supposed that she would want to prove she had the 'balls' to take on the Stunts. Nobody else wanted to. And Epps respected that. Either that or she was completely off her nut.

"Well, Imma off to take care of the Cone-Pricks. Good Luck Layla…Your gonna need it!"

"Aye, catch ya later Epps! And do me a favour?"

"Yep?"

"Kick Will's ass for me will ya? He put me up to this he can damn well be sure he'll get what he deserves."

"Hahahaha! Sure thing Baby girl! See ya!"

With that, Epps strode down the corridor, slipping round the corner. Layla turned back to the door infront of her, gulping. She steeled herself and opened the door, finding five Men looking at her expectantly.

'Oh god, If I die doin' this, can I come back as a ghost and Haunt Will and Epps for all eternity? It will be funny watching them freak out…Hehehe…Oh I am SO FUCKED!'

She sweat-dropped as they all sat emotionless; she sat on a nearby stool and shuffled through the files, looking at the important bits. Idly she wondered how the Decepticons were going to fit in. They had red eyes; their bodies are at a ridiculous height to be human and not to mention they look like they've been on steroids for their whole live! Plus… –casting a side glance at the Stunticons – Unbelievably hot….Im not kidding! They are really, REALLY HOT! Layla shook her head of those thoughts before they could set her off, the last thing she needed was to go into heat, alone! with five men….She looked up.

"Stunticons yes?"

"Affirmative."

Came the gruff response of the biggest of them all. She continued to work through the priority. Making her way through to a somewhat safe plan until she can get home.

"Right, So here I have the following: Motormaster, Dragstrip, Wildrider, Breakdown and Dead End."

"Correct"

"Hmmm…I am Layla Knight, your 'teacher' as you may call it. I am here to give you advice and help you on your path to humanity. Got any questions just ask. I expect you to Follow laws and rules, I expect you to understand our culture and system and not get yourself killed, Believe it or not it's a lot harder to survive as a human than you think. Be assured, we've been at this for millions of years and we will make sure you won't succumb to any accidents."

She cast a meaningful glance at a trembling man with blue and red hair, who was presumably Breakdown. Layla stood as she frowned, not finding the information she was looking for in the files.

"I'll be back in a sec, stay here and Do. NOT. Move."

She walked out of the small room, shutting the door behind her.

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"Well this sucks Slag"

"Shut it Dragstrip, your stating the obvious!"

Motormaster barked, it took two hours to get a hold of Wildrider and Dragstrip, after the shock they went crazy, racing down the halls and causing all kinds of havoc, Breakdown was having a…well, a breakdown and Deadend was silent the whole way but you could tell he was peeved. Now they waited on their 'teacher' on returning. To be honest Motormaster didn't think anyone would want or didn't have the Balls to take his team on. But he was very surprised when it was a Femme who agreed to their 'rehabilitation'. He already heard the rumours about her. Oh yeah, Knight was apparently one to be reckoned with he was told, she had spilt blood and broken her own body to ensure victory however small, her plans were insane but worked and she had faced down some of the bases most intimidating fighters, but he heard it was all because of where she was originated from.

Now Motormaster could relate to that. Cybertronians from Iacon were heavily intimidated by those from Kaon, however large or small. Vos feared helix and Spiralex dominated digilex. It was just one of those things and he supposed that this was another example.

Motormaster could not believe the femme who just left them was the feared femme that he heard about. Though the scars on her frame, stich lines and a standard tattoo that some of the other soldiers wore told a different story. Sure, her physical body and facial plates were enough to fool you if you were the enemy…but that Look in her eyes, there was something in her eyes that confirmed everything Motormaster heard. He wasn't sure what…but he just knew.

A creak of the door was heard and Knights figure popped into view, she motioned with her hand, urging them to their feet.

"Come on, we need to get to hanger F-5. Quickly now! We don't have all bloody day!"

The Stunticons shuffled to their feet. Motormaster at the front and Dead End at the back. They followed in a straight line passing by other soldiers and other residents. Motormaster noticed with disgust they eyed Knight in not a friendly way, they ogled certain parts of her form, and that did not make him happy. Not. One. Fragging. Bit.

He didn't know why, but if he was to be stuck with this human, he might aswell give some form of protection. Primus knows what will happen to him or his team if the human who they were charged with was harmed. So, he stood to his full height, towering over the ogling soldiers and glowering at them dangerously, his crimson eyes flaring slightly. The men quickly scurried down the hall and away from Motormaster, his team not fazed since they were used to it. When they reached the hanger, Layla stopped outside a nearby shuttle entrance, turning and flinched to come face to chest with Motormaster very close, she looked up to catch his gaze, awkwardly stepping back from him she turned and fiddled with a control pad, cheeks turning pink when she recalled all the hard muscle underneath that open jacket and black wife beater. He was about 6ft 4. Of sexy muscle. Layla also noticed that he wasn't bad looking, sure he was a little rough and scruffy looking….but she kinda liked that…

'NO! NO! nonononononononoNO! I will NOT think about him like this! Im his Goddamn teacher! But…..I haven't thought of any guy like this since my high school boyfriend….Ah well...'

Facing the others, she gave a light smile and gestured towards the aircraft.

"And what are we doing? You haven't told us a slagging thing femme! Cut to the chase already!"

The one called….Dragstrip? I think?...Called out, rolling her eyes she stepped onto the platform and sighed.

"Look, I'll explain on the way to your new home…you didn't honestly think you would stay here would you?"

There was silence before Breakdown spoke up quietly.

"So, the Decepticons are to be scattered across the globe?"

The Stunticons frowned at this knowledge; Layla cringed and leaned on a bar.

"Yes, but not too far apart! Most of you will be located in America, but some are going to the United Kingdom, Mexico and Canada. We will be living in the UK. Don't worry. We have set up a Kinda Skype deal so you all can communicate with each other. Plus, every two months, the Decepticons will be gathered in this base for evaluation and revision of progress…Sound fair?"

They nodded and clambered into the shuttle, one by one, they sat down in the seats as the hatch closed. Layla activated the launch sequence, confirming with command and set it on autopilot. Now she had five hours of de-briefing! Yay!

Sitting across from the Stunticons, she waited for a question. Wildrider was the one to ask.

"So, Where we going Little Femme?"

"Well…."

She might as well try to intimidate them while they remain naïve to Human culture, she mentally grinned, trying to hide the evil glint in her eyes. Plastering a fake innocent smile, she pulled the most syrupy sweet voice she could muster.

"We are heading to a place that has been known to be home of the most bloodthirsty, ruthless animalistic warriors of all time. Im not kidding! The crime rate is through the roof, you have murder, rape, and drug-dealing. All kinds of nasty stuff…..some places are nice….but I wouldn't let your guard down, in fact….I don't think you guys would last a day in this place….but I however have grown up in this little hell-hole….So at least you have a guide!"

Breakdown was visibly shaking while the others stared in shock. Motormaster recalled one of the many cities of his race and Layla's description fit the most dangerous place on Cybertron, where Megatron was from. Kaon.

"Hm…so…What part of the 'UK' is this then?"

He demanded, Layla grinned, showing pearly white teeth. This somehow made them uneasy though for what reason they didn't know.

"We are going to Scotland."

TBC

AUTHORS NOTE:

Okay! Okay! I exaggerated a LOT. Scotland isn't that bad! (Hell, I'm FROM there!)...Most of it anyway XD The humour is gonna come in the next chapter. Awkward moment with Layla and Motormaster here and soon the Stunts will meet the Sisters! What could POSSIBLY Go wrong?!

Find out in chapter Four! :D