Downtown
To say the least, the Autobots were fairly surprised when the Decepticons weren't wrecking havoc. As they usually did when they showed themselves. Powerless on the ground, the Autobots could only clear the area as they kept an optic on their aerial enemy.
"Ah wonder what they're doin'.." Ironhide mused aloud, head almost tilted in a confused manner. Optimus narrowed his gaze on the fliers that swarmed the skies above. He had been thinking the same thing..
"Trackers. Megatron must be looking for something."
"Do you think it has to do with that crashed neutral ship Optimus?" Bumblebee had come forward to ask.
"It is possible." Not that he exactly understood why. It puzzled his processor though. To see their enemy in search of something obviously, yet paying them no mind. As well as the fact they weren't wreaking havoc left them and the humans at a loss.
Within minutes the Decepticons left the scene. Wearily the Autobots relaxed a little. The humans though were frightened as they always were when the Decepticons showed up. Optimus paid them no mind however as he transformed.
"Let us head back to base. We can further discuss things there."
"-Wait a second. If the cons were out here, does that mean they were looking for someone that could have traveled out? It would make more sense for them to search the park after all." Bumblebee questioned.
Optimus went silent as he considered this.
"Alright," he paused and turned his wheels, "change of course everyone. Bumblebee has a point."
At the park, human police were scattered around trying to figure things out as well as cleanup. When the lead officer noticed their approaching friends he cleared the area. "Optimus, this one of yours?"
Optimus shook his head saying 'no', before walking past the human. "Keep an optic out." He told the others before they went into a very thorough search. The other day they had been very general about searching, survivors being their top priority. But today they searched for the smallest things, including any possible footprints leading off anywhere.
When the results were coming up with nothing new, the autobots all paused when Ironhide voiced himself. "Ah think you all should see this…" The others soon came close and went silent as they looked down into a deep, precisely made burrow in the ground. It was deep, as if made by a drill about the size of a human.
"What do you think made this?"
"More like what is down there…"
"Hey Bee you can fit in there!"
The yellow bot stumbled backward. "W-What!? No way! What if some giant alien bug is living down there!?"
Sighs left the Autobots at this. Optimus, having not moved his gaze spoke up. "Anything could be down there. As for now it's too risky. Our human allies can send down a camera to find what has made this."
As the team conversed with the human police about this, Prowl meanwhile had ventured some way's off. Where he had originally found the femme's corpse, he had assumed the other half of the vessel had been too destroyed to explore. And indeed it was. Also a danger. It threatened to collapse at any given moment, making Prowl a bit weary as he looked around.
That's when he noticed there were footsteps on the ground. Large ones no doubt of cybertronian origin. "Three pairs." His gaze followed them, and noticed it abruptly stopped at burns marks on the ground. Something flew away.
"Decepticons…"
Prowl had went to inform Optimus when he noticed a flicker of red snagged on a tree branch. Blowing in the wind, a red baby blanket led him to believe they indeed had missed something.
The Autobot Base
The credits had begun rolling on the screen. Confused Whirlwind turned to her human companion and whined. She really liked Fred and his strange overgrown dog. Spike laughed a bit and stood. "Don't worry Whirlwind. We can watch more if it comes on again." He assured and smiled.
The sparkling pouted a bit, before turning once more to the t.v. Spike only hoped she would like SpongeBob now..
Deep, shaking footsteps caught his attention making Spike look over. Coming through the entrance one by one the Autobots returned. Spike smiled and waved. "Hey guys-" Ratchet brushed past the confused boy and scanned over Whirlwind once more. A sigh of relief passed him. "Thank Primus."
"It was nothing." Spike murmured and shrugged. Well, he wouldn't mention how a baby picked him up; that was for sure. "So, is everyone okay?" Spike had been curious as to why Ratchet had left, since none of them looked injured. An annoyed expression swept over Ratchet's facial plate at this. "Yes, everything is fine. The Decepticons did practically nothing, but someone had to chase them so blindly they ran into a stop light!" he snapped at the twins, particularly Sideswipe that held his bleeding servo.
"Well! I…It wasn't there before!" he defended.
Ratchet simply scoffed and took Whirlwind up in his servos. "Well next time keep an optic out. Unless necessary I would rather not leave her with…" The medic trailed off, gazing down at Spike; who of which raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
"Hey, do you see any scratches? Is she injured? Hm...No! ..Ugh, see you guys later." He grumbled walking off and rubbing his head. Maybe he would return when he was a bit more appreciated..
Ratchet shook his helm, before approaching Optimus. "Did anyone find anything?" Optimus frowned, about to say no other than the mysterious hole in the ground, until Prowl came over.
"This." He said softly and held out the torn red fabric.
All of them were unsure how to respond, and to their surprise Whirlwind did first. She cooed out, reaching out to it. Prowl moved it closer and allowed her to clutch it tightly to her small frame. It was her blanket?
That would make sense..
A beeping noise then rang through the base, more so from Optimus. Their leader's optics narrowed as he received the incoming com.
"Who is it sir…?"
Optimus frowned.
"Megatron."
At the Decepticon Base
"What do you mean you did not find her!?"
The row of trackers took a few steps back, recoiling from their Lord's anger. With such a specific task earlier they didn't risk fighting the autobots, or letting them know what they were up to. As much as they wanted to swoop down and fight, seeing as how those retched Autobot scum watched them, they knew better than to keep Megatron waiting. However with no results his anger would be inevitable had they fought.
The leader of the small group gulped and hesitantly stepped forward. "From the site of the crash landing, the scent was scattered throughout the entire city. The femling may have vanished-"
"And just how, exactly, does a sparkling who can barely crawl, manage to travel a dozen miles into a city?!"
Silence.
"…humans?"
Megatron clenched his fists and threw one through the wall.
"Get OUT!"
All too happily they raced out, helping their now crippled friend away from the rubble, and more importantly away from Megatron.
Perhaps they had not realized just how important a femme could truly be. One would suffice, but at an incredibly slow rate. With two however, things would speed up in terms of more soldiers. Soldiers he needed to defeat those Autobots.
Wait…the autobots..
As this thought struck him, Megatron struggled to remain calm. If they had the other femme, it would make things even. However being a Decepticon, Megatron didn't exactly like playing fairly..
With a far calmer and relaxed demeanor, Megatron started up a com link. When his old friend Optimus eventually answered, a smile came to the grey mech's face.
"Megatron. What do you want?" Optimus's voice asked coolly.
"What's the matter dear friend? Can I not simply check in to see if you are well?"
"To the point."
Megatron sighed. "Ever so serious.. I'm sure you are aware of that ship nearly destroying that park? I hope you're Autobot arrivals are unharmed." He sneered. If Megatron played oblivious, the Autobots would never suspect anything from them.
His next words actually surprised him. "They are well."
Megatron blinked a few times. Optimus Prime-lying? Who would have thought.. Megatron couldn't help but smile to himself. He knew very well the Prime had the other sparkling. This showed Megatron how he was trying to hide that fact.
No matter.
The door to his quarters opened, revealing Soundwave standing there. It must have been important, and knowing Soundwave never dawdled or wasted his time, unlike others, Megatron drew the call to an end. "How wonderful Prime. I look forward to slaying them in battle." With that he ended to the com and rolled his optics.
"What is it Soundwave?" he asked turning to the silent mech.
"Statement: Tracker search was not a waste of time. Result: Neutral femme in hiding found." Soundwave reached his arm out and pulled a femme to stand in the doorway. Not a sparkling either. A full grown, pissed looking femme. Her chocolate colored armor was covered in dirt and mud, along with smears and grime on her gray skin. She obviously had a temper too, and wasn't too thrilled to be here as she writhed in Soundwave's grip. However the mech simply stood there waiting for orders.
Megatron meanwhile was completely surprised. "You must have arrived with the sparklings I presume?" he mused, optics trailing over her form.
The femme snarled in disgust at his lecherous optics.
"So what if I did?
Megatron chuckled, taking steps closer to the femme until her helm was at his chassis. His hand suddenly seized up her chin, forcing her to look him directly into his fierce red optics.
"When I ask a question, I expect an answer. Is that clear femme?" Megatron smirked. "Or should I call you filthy whore? Seeing as you don't appear to care for a clean appearance like most femmes."
She spat at him. Soundwave tightened his hold on her, about to inflict punishment until Megatron waved him off. "I believe you need to be taught a lesson. A private one." After the third in command left, Megatron easily pinned the femme to the wall. He relished the look of shock and fear in her optics.
His glossa cleared away the saliva she had thrown upon him, before returning behind his smirking lips. "I can get dirty as well."
Med bay
That morning, Starscream had not left the berth that the femling lay upon. Whenever he tried to leave for energon or to finish a simple chore, Whiplash's cries brought him back. No doubt now, he realized, the femling saw him as her parental unit. Perhaps having accepted the loss of her mother and now she had claimed him.
Meldbelt assured she would be fine. After melding the small cut together, she would heal; only to be sore awhile.
Despite that Starscream ordered him to scan her just to make sure quite often. As he stayed with the femling, Starscream wondered if this was how all parental units felt towards their creations. The worry was near constant; and Starscream wanted her to be happy. Not in pain from a ruthless tyrant.
A thought then came to his processor. Did Soundwave ever feel that way towards his creations? Starscream would have to ask him later..
Whiplash then sat up and reached out her small servos to the seeker. With her pout and whines over the past hour, she didn't want to be in this room anymore. Sighing, Starscream got up and lifted her into his servos. Once more his spark flickered with content.
As did hers'.
Starscream turned to the door as it opened. Skywarp walked in bearing a grin. Since reporting to Megatron yesterday Starscream had not seen him since. Nor had he helped last night getting Whiplash adjusted to staying with him.
Therefore a scowl was on Starscream's face as Skywarp greeted them.
He seemed oblivious as his attention went to the sparkling. "Aww, hi there little fella. You're a cute little guy-"
"Whiplash is a femling." Starscream had growled at him. "If you had stuck around long enough you would know."
Skywarp paused. "Oops… You can't tell with sparklings though! I'm sure if we could see those pretty optics it would be more visible-" Skywarp had reached a servo out, as if to pull away the visor when Starscream smacked his hand.
"Don't think about it Skywarp! Meldbelt said she needs it to help her sight."
"Yup." The medic grumbled from behind working away.
Skywarp took a step back and raised his hands in defense. "Geez, sorry mama bear. I'll leave your cub alone." This led to the two bickering at each other for a long, long period.
And, during that time, they were watched with a small, amused smile. Whiplash really was starting to love her new creator.
And her interesting uncles.
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