I am sooooooo sorry that I abandoned you . . . .not really . .. . .If it helps there is action in this chapter!
Kionala: Trust me! Starscream isn't as much as a coward as you think! And yes poor Bee! His life is only gonna get worse!
sain-kookie: Well I did update! It just wasn't soon! Femmes? What Femmes?
Tanisa Bumblebrasil: Are you saying that the Autobots are liers? . . . . . . . . . . . . I totally agree!
Starscream silently made his way down the silver hallway. His peds seemed to tiptoe as they pushed their owner's mass forward swiftly. As he came to a corner, a servo made it's way up to wrap around the edge, followed slowly by a silver helm with glittering red optics.
The room into which he was looking was empty. Well, at first glance it was, but he soon spied the shimmering field of a cloaking device. It was barely visible but his sharp optics caught it. Starscream didn't react at all. He simply scanned the room again, pretending not to have noticed. He narrowed his optics as his vocal processor vibrated with a deep rumble. He rounded the corner fully. His silver frame reflecting what little light there was and forcing it to dance on the walls around him.
The cloaked figure took a step back without a sound. Starscream held in the smirk that threatened to take centre stage on his faceplates. He brought his other arm in front of him, transforming it into a missile launcher. He rotated it around in a taunting manner before grunting, apparently bored. He clicked as if in confusion.
Starscream knew that the Autobot was there, but no one said that he wasn't allowed have a little fun. Even if someone did he would probably ignore them. He would make the Autobot scared, shake him up a bit, before pouncing and ripping him apart.
The pressure in his chest turned out to be useful after all. His needs could sense the presence of another. Megatron had failed to notice, so did Soundwave, but Starscream didn't. His Spark jumped and cried out at the presence. That was how Starscream tracked him around the base. He waited for him to let up and give Starscream the chance he needed to get nice and close. And now his patience had born fruit.
The closer he got the tighter the pressure. He had doused his systems with coolant to get them down so the heat wasn't a problem.
Starscream placed one slow ped in front of the other, teasing. He would stop every now and then just to scan his surroundings. He was so very close now, he could just imagine the look of fear on the Autobot's faceplate. One more step and he could just reach out and . . . .
" Starscream!"
Starscream flinched, vents hissing in naked anger. He turned from his hips and called over his shoulder.
" My Lord?" He barely hid the annoyance he felt. It seeped through his voice and into his words.
Megatron strode down the corridor. Even though Starscream couldn't see him he could tell he was pissed and was out to beat him for something. The sound of his pedfalls was enough to tell him that.
" Where are you? Did you forget about a little something we discussed only this morning?"
" Why no my Lord! I was merely investigating something." Plans formed in his processor as to how he could defuse Megatron quickly and efficiently. He smirked when one came to mind.
Megatron rounded the corner, his dark grey frame threatening. His scarlet optics locked onto Starscream quickly. He bared his dentals in a growl.
" What are you doing?"
Starscream shrunk, his legs bent so that he was now half his original size. He began to fidget. All an act of course.
" I heard a noise and came to investigate." His voice shook terribly and Megatron narrowed his optics in the ' I don't believe you' way while he ground his dentals.
" What sort of noise?"
Starscream growled " That is what I was investigating." He turned the rest of his body around to face Megatron properly. " but as of yet, I have found nothing . . . . . or so he hopes." Starscream smirked, optics flashing dangerously.
Megatron's lip curled slightly as Starscream's words sunk in but before he could react the jet spun round, arm extended. There was a loud clang as Starscream's arm bounced back from an invisible barrier. Just as his arm returned to his side, the other came forward and landed. The cloaking field shimmered visibly before shutting down altogether.
The blue and white body stumbled back and cursed. His arms coming up to protect his face from more strikes. Starscream slammed a foot into his chassies and forced him to the floor.
" Well now, what have I got here?" Starscream teased as he brought his other ped up beside the squirming body to balance himself. " A little Autobot it seems."
Megatron came forward, smirking and clicking in satisfaction.
" Well, well. If it isn't Mirage?" Megatron laughed. " Think you could get away with sneaking around here did you? Why are you here? I thought all Autobots had abandoned their home world in search of new beginnings." Megatron walked around behind Mirage so that he was by the Autobot's helm.
Starscream watched as Mirage's faceplate twisted in horror and pain. His chassies were denting under Starscream's ped and the Seeker shivered in anticipation at the desire to rip out the Autobots spark, but would Megatron let him, or would he do it himself?
Megatron tilted his helm like a curious sparkling as he observed the mech beneath him. He lifted his servo in front of him and let it hover over Mirage.
" Starscream let him up."
Starscream paused for a moment. Did Megatron just say that? Starscream hesitated further before lifting his ped off his prey slowly. His ped curled up as it lifted, just like a bird's, before it unfolded to touch the ground. He shifted uneasily, waiting to see what Megatron was doing. The Warlord merely stood there, arm outstretched, a look of content of his faceplates.
" Get up!" He ordered. Mirage remained motionlessness " I said get up!"
This time the Autobot brought his arms under him to push himself up however he struggled. Starscream frowned. He hadn't caused that much damage to enable the Autobot to do the simple action of sitting up. Mirage continued to struggle and grunt as he tried to get up. The look of fear mixed with determination played across his faceplates.
Megatron smirked in satisfaction and then removed his Servo and brought it to his side. The Autobot was suddenly able to make it all the way to a standing position no problem. Starscream hissed through his vents. What was that about?
Megatron nodded to something behind Mirage and Soundwave appeared. He grabbed the Autobot roughly and bound his wrist with Stasis cuffs. The pulse of energy that swept through the blue and white frame rendered the Autobot immobile. He went limp in Soundwave's grasp, his helm lolling forward.
" Interesting . . " Megatron tilted his helm.
" What just happened?" Starscream asked and Megatron seemed to snap out of his daze.
" Soundwave, bring that piece of scrap to the medbay. Hook is not to touch him until I say so." Megatron waved his hand in a dismissive gesture.
When both Soundwave and his captive were out of hearing range, Megatron purred.
" My Lord? What just . . . "
" It appears, my dear Starscream, that The Fallen has passed on his power to me!"
*O O O*
Bumblebee woke up slowly and sighed. It was still there! When will it go away? He thought bitterly as he sat up and scanned around his room. He knew that it won't till he satisfied it. With interfacing. He sighed again. Life was so unfair. Ratchet had given him a lecture on interfacing and a lecture consisting of questions about his activities.
He decided to spend the day with Sam. Again. Sideswipe would probably follow too. They both tried to stay away from the other Autobots as much as they could. This hadn't gone noticed. Ironhide had cornered him and demanded a reason to his change in behaviour. Bumblebee claimed that he wanted to spend some time with Sam because of humans short lifespans.
Bumblebee frowned before transforming. He didn't like where life was going. He knew why he wanted to spend time with Sam. Sideswipe was getting uneasy and was demanding that they leave the planet as soon as possible. Sideswipe would probably follow him to Sam's for the same reason he was going, to get away from the others, but he wouldn't show himself to Sam. Bumblebee was still torn about telling the others about their, or at least his, secret. He would never rat on Sideswipe.
He decided against it.
Later that morning a yellow Camero was speeding through old, and mostly unused roads. It's tires spewed dust as it spun in a rough handbrake turn. It's engine roared as it accelerated at a vicious speed only to do another sharp turn after about 200 metres.
Bumblebee was frustrated and scarred. He discombobulated thoughts were driving him crazy. He never made it to Sam's. He needed to burn some energy or a lot in his case. His tanks were only a quarter full and rapidly empting. Sideswipe hadn't followed him either so it appeared, because he hadn't come up to him and joined in yet.
Bumblebee's reckless driving hadn't gone unnoticed. A black and white police car sat on a overlook just above the empty roads. The driver watched with interest as the yellow sports car foiled it's paint job with thrown up dirt.
*O O O*
Barricade watched carefully as the yellow nuisance tired himself out. He was in the mood to fight but strict orders from Megatron abolished that thought. But this was such a good opportunity! He contemplated his next course of action as Bumblebee skidded to a shrieking halt, dust billowing out around him before he reversed at lunatic speed.
:: Barricade to Nemesis::
:: Soundwave here, report unit Barricade::
Barricade paused before continuing. He had to say the right thing or end up deactivated! :: Autobot sighted. Requesting permission to engage?::
:: Negative! Orders state no interaction with any Autobot till further notice!::
Barricade growled in frustration. :: Sir, unit Bumblebee is currently before me acting reckless and is about to run out of fuel!::
There was silence and Barricade wasn't sure if the feed had been cut or not.
:: Barricade,:: Barricade flinched at the sound of Starscream's screechy voice. :: Describe 'reckless'.::
Barricade frowned inwardly. What kind of a question was that? Trust Starscream to come up with that! ::Eh . . ..he is driving like crazy . . .as if he is trying to burn off energy or something but he is running out and quickly too.::
Silence again which made the Con spy uneasy.
:: Send a video feed and . . "Starscream? What is the meaning of this?"::
Barricade actually jumped when the booming voice of Megatron blared through his com. Everything went silent again until Megatron spoke again, this time directly to Barricade.
:: Continue as ordered!::
Barricade activated the sensors at his headlights. As the information began to be processed and changed to visual he sent a live fee to the Nemesis. What did Starscream want to see? That he was telling the truth? Not surprising really.
He waited. It was all he could do as the yellow blur below him began to slow down from exhaustion until at last there was a response.
::Barricade, you have permission to engage. You are not to harm the Autobot just capture him. Knock him out if you have to but he must have no perm9innt damage! Is that understood?::
:: Yes Commander Starscream! I understand!::
Barricade was about to cut the feed when Megatron spoke.
:: Oh and Barricade?::
Said mech hesitated for a moment :: Yes my Lord?::
:: He is not to be 'faced by you or anyone else. Is that clear?::
Barricade frowned. What is he talking about . .then it clicked. They didn't want the brat raped. He could deal with that. Of course he could still have a little fun. They never said that he couldn't torment and humiliate him!
:: Of course my Lord::
*O O O*
IT was unbearable. It was even more unbearable when he knew how to ease the discomfort but couldn't. It raced through his systems. It was demanding! It was painful! It was hot! His Spark was burning with such power that he was sure he could explode! His interface panel itched and tingled. His cord always throbbing, always pushing against it's cover.
And all this energy! He didn't know what to do with it. Should he spend it pranking? Training? He was too unfocussed to train, to even prank!
The dust sprayed around him as he done a sharp handbrake turn, the force of which nearly flipping him. His energy reading was very low. His tanks near empty, but he was rearing to go! No feeling of fatigue! No warnings of low energon so he continued on his wild driving rampage. Taking his frustration out on the dirt and on his tyres as he screeched around the clearing.
He was on his own and making himself open for attack and he knew it! But this . . .desire! It was getting to be too much!
He began to slow down a bit as his systems began to run out of energon and yet they still had so much energy it was maddening!
He was about to transform when he received an incoming transmission.
:: It's The 'Cons! I'm under attack! I . . . .::
Sorry it's so short but I had to have a cliif in there! It is the law!