Woohoo, another update! So glad I found time to put this up, It's been bugging me all day, I've been dying to do it! Anyway, written whilst listening to Crashed by Daughtry, Arrival of Tears by Ayane, and Transformers EVO by JAM Project. Hope you enjoy!
The 'party' carried on until the earliest hours of the next morning, and all the mechs stumbled off to their quarters, their processors fuzzy from all the high grade, not realising that they'd have to get up and start work soon anyway. Twilight, however, had a problem.
Wandering aimlessly around the base, she realised that Galvatron had never told her where her quarters were. Sighing, she was about to make her way back to the rec room, when a navy coloured mech stood in her way.
"Ah, hello Soundwave. Can I help you, old friend?"
"Twilight's quarters; located in this direction. Follow."
"Sure thing." Twilight giggled, she didn't question how he knew she was lost.
They soon arrived in a corridor where there were only four doors.
"This room; yours. Cyclonus; next door. Soundwave; opposite. Galvatron; in the remaining room." She nodded in thanks, waving goodnight and entering her quarters using the code he had given her.
Inside Twilight's room was simple, a berth, a desk and chair and a small cupboard was all that was in it. It was all that she needed, but for some reason, she felt that something was missing. Ignoring the thought, she lay down on the berth, intent on getting a quick recharge before her first day of work at her new 'home'.
The moment she got comfortable, however, loud sirens were blaring through not only her comm. link systems, but the speakers that were situated all over base as well. She frowned.
'Would Autobots really be foolish enough to attack a base this big head on?' Letting her claw blades slide out, she made her way to the door. Hearing footsteps nearing her quarters, she pressed herself against the wall, getting ready to cut down the mech on the other side.
Her frown became one of confusion when the Autobot intruder knocked instead of just barging in. Using her scanners to read the energy signature, she held in a gasp when she realised just how powerful her opponent was. She let out the breath she didn't realise she was holding in the form of a long sigh of relief when she heard Cyclonus' voice from the other side of the door.
"Twilight? Are you awake?" She retracted her claw blades and opened the door.
"Ah, morning. Sorry if Galvatron's wake up call annoyed you. You're going to have to get used to that." He apologised.
"That's how he wakes his crew up?"
"Not every morning, just when he feels like it." He said with a chuckle.
"I thought we were under attack!" He chuckled again as she sighed irritably and slammed the door of her quarters shut behind her.
"Galvatron ordered me to give you a tour of the base, if you'll follow me." She nodded, following the purple jet.
As she walked behind him, Twilight quickly silenced her shock as it dawned on her. Cyclonus was the mech she had scanned earlier.
'How the frag did he become so powerful? His energy signature's like nothing I've ever seen before!' It was only then that she noticed she had stopped walking. Cyclonus had noticed as well, turning around from where he stood a few steps in front of her.
"Is there a problem, Twilight?" She suddenly snapped out of her trance, shaking her head.
"No, nothing. Sorry." She ran a hand over her head, sighing. He frowned. Something was wrong, but what? Had he done something to offend her? She always seemed so... Distant around him. They soon made their way to the control room, and Cyclonus showed the femme to a control panel in the left corner.
"You'll be working here when you're not on missions, if that's alright."
"Yeah, this should be fine. Thank you, Cyclonus."
"It was nothing. Soundwave's in the communications centre next door if you need anything." He said, walking out of the control room. Twilight sat in the chair that was placed at her panel, and started to watch the data stream. Five minutes into her new job, she was already bored with the same numbers scrolling across the screen in the same pattern.
She stretched for a moment, looking around the room, and saw one of Scourge's Sweeps staring at her.
'Oh, for Primus' sake.' She vented, turning round to continue watching the data feed. A few minutes later, she heard footsteps coming in her direction.
'If this is that fragging Sweep I swear to Primus I'll tear him limb from slagging limb.'
Only when she strained her audio receptors a little more did she hear that there were actually two mechs walking towards her.
However, to her relief, they walked right past her. As they did, though, one of them stopped, did a double take and then gasped.
"Hey, hey bro, wait up! Come look at this!" Twilight frowned, not completely recognising the voice. Only when the footsteps - now running - came towards her again did she stand and turn around. To her surprise, there was no-one there.
Not until she looked down, that is.
"Hey, Twilight!"
"Frenzy? Rumble?"
"Yeah, it's us!" The black and red femme didn't make an attempt to hide her shock.
"You guys were like, sparklings the last time I saw you!" She giggled, reaching down to hug them. She laughed when they struggled to get out of her grip.
"C'mon Twilight, we're soldiers now!"
"Let go ya weirdo!"
"I'm only messing with you both, cool your circuits." She let go of them, giggling again as they brushed themselves down and stuck out their glossas in mock disgust. She ruffled their non-existent hair before turning back to the monitor. Twilight raised an optic ridge when they didn't leave.
"Can I help you two soldiers with something?"
"We were just wonderin' if ya've got a sparkmate yet." She turned to them, confused. Those two always asked the weirdest of questions, and were never too subtle about it either.
"Why would I?"
"Eh, don't ask us, we dunno." Frenzy moved to sit upon the control panel, being careful not to hit any buttons.
"So, do ya?"
She answered carefully, making sure to keep a straight face so they didn't think she was trying to hide something from them.
"No, what about you two sparkbreakers?" Rumble laughed.
"Us? No way. Soundwave wouldn't let us even if we did find someone."
"Good, you're way too young for that sorta stuff."
Twilight frowned slightly as they chuckled to themselves before hopping off of the controls and waving goodbye.
"Where are you two running off to?"
"Oh, we have some... Business to attend to." Rumble stated as they began to walk off. Frenzy turned around.
"Don't worry 'bout it, it's nothin' important." She raised an optic ridge sceptically.
"Alright then, I'll see you later." Sighing, she turned back to the boring data on the screen. She nearly jumped a mile when she heard Galvatron's voice through her comm. link.
'Twilight! I need you to come to the throne room, now! Get one of the Sweeps to take over your shift!'
'Yes sire, on my way.' Sighing, she walked over to the Sweep that had been staring at her.
"Hey beautiful, you need some help?" He asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.
"I suggest you keep your hands - and your optics - to yourself, unless you want to wake up in complete darkness with your optics gouged out and your hands sliced off." To make a point, she held her arm out, letting her claw blades slide out so they just poked at the Sweep's neck cables.
"Of course ma'am, I'm very sorry, so very sor-"
"I don't need to hear your apologies, I just need you to watch that monitor until I return." He nodded, frantically running over to said screen, only to trip and scramble the rest of the way on his hands and knees. Twilight let out her usual haunting giggle. Retracting her claw blades, she made her way to the control room.
As she entered, Twilight noticed that Galvatron was busy talking to Soundwave, and decided it would be the perfect moment to approach Scourge. Walking up to the winged mech who stood next to Cyclonus, she folded her arms across her chest plates, crimson optics burning into Scourge's own with a frightening intensity.
"Scourge, I strongly recommend you control your fragging Sweeps, unless you want me to decapitate them all." She scowled. He backed away slightly, worried that she was going to decapitatehim instead. Cyclonus didn't have to be a genius at reading expressions to guess what one of the Sweeps must have tried. Neither did Scourge, fortunately.
"Of course, I'm very sorry, I'll speak to them, I do apologise."
"I don't want an apology, I'm merely saying that I'd rather not have to dismember some of Galvatron's finest huntsmen." He nodded, noticing that her personality had completely changed. She seemed more laid-back now, as if the incident had never happened. She walked off to the other side of the room as Galvatron beckoned her.
"Primus, it's like that femme has a personality switch! One minute she's a stone-cold killer, the next she's as carefree as a sparkling!" Cyclonus chuckled.
"Then I suggest, Scourge, that you watch what you're saying." Scourge laughed, then quickly stopped himself, so as not to catch the attention of his leader. The three 'Cons on the other side of the room walked up to the two of them.
Just at that minute, the Sweeps came running in. One of them caught sight of Twilight and trembled slightly, moving so he was behind the others. Scourge and Cyclonus no longer had to guess which one had tried something. She smirked, giving the scared mech a small wave. That all too familiar giggle that sounded like something from a horror movie made it's way out of her vocaliser.
"Cyclonus, I want you, Scourge, the Sweeps and Twilight to go and investigate this abandoned energon mine! I want you to return here in no less than three days time!" The aforementioned Decepticon soldiers gave a sharp nod and a small bow before taking off in the direction of the planet that was on the map on the throne room's screen.
It was located on a faraway planet called Drax, where at some point during the war, refugees found a way to convert the locals' fuels into energon. But for some reason, the refugees suddenly disappeared, leaving all the energon they had created untouched. The team of Decepticons landed on the planet, Twilight becoming a little light-headed from all the flying. Her steps were slightly shaky, but she continued surveying the area.
"Twilight, maybe you should rest for a while." Cyclonus suggested.
"I'll be fine, Cyclonus." She muttered, walking over to the entrance to the mines. Using her scanners once more, she spoke up again.
"This is the only way in and out, but the tunnels branch off in three directions further down. If we split off in pairs, and after three hours, we regroup here, does that sound good?" Everyone nodded.
"Alright then," She giggled, "Who's going down first?"
Hooray for my crappy cliffhanger-yet-not-a-cliffhanger! Might be able to get chapter five up in a bit, but I'm not sure. Hope you enjoyed!
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, or any of the characters I use in this story, apart from Twilight.