Me: OOH! Shockwave has a problem.
Antasma: Pfft, I vould've beaten the crap out of that mech a long time ago!
Me: Uh...Antasma...
Burnmark: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!
Antasma: YOU HEARD ME! VANNA DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT? PUT'EM UP!
Demongo: AND THE GLOVES ARE OFF! Antasma take off your gloves.
Antasma: What? no!
Me: The whole glove concept for a lot of characters is something I'll never understand.
Chapter 4: Risky Business
"GOT YA!"
Kickback had captured another troublemaker and he and his brothers were ready to deliver a pummeling to the mech for having Barricade and Sideways chase him all around town nearly twice. The mech struggled against Kickback's grip.
"GET OFF ME INSECT!" The mech snarled.
"Insect? What a weak name. But let's show you what us "Insects" can really do." Hardshell said as they cracked their knuckles in unison.
The mech gulped before being quickly beaten while Barricade and Sideways arrived tired.
"Thanks again for the catch boys!" Barricade said.
"No problem, just doing our job!" Hardshell waved him off.
Just then, Jazz, Mirage and Sideswipe race by speeding as usual, Barricade rolled his optics.
"Ugh, speeding like always." Barricade shook his head.
"They pretty much know these streets by heart." Sideways said.
"Yeah I know, I don't even think I could catch them if I tried."
"Well, I guess our work here is done, should we head on out, out?" Sharpshot asked.
"Yeah, we should. Come on!" Hardshell said transforming and flying away.
Little did they know, Shockwave had escaped Bumblebee's sight and entered the city hiding around in case the Insecticons saw him. He decided it wouldn't be best if he was the one who hurt Burnmark even though he really wanted to. He remembered when Ser-ket got her friends to beat him up and tear off his arm...so he copied her. He knew Warpath wouldn't help since he was friends with Bumblebee. But mabye Brawl and his brothers would help. Shockwave actually knew them since they were all younglings but they began to hate Shockwave after he turned into a criminal. But with his criminal records erased, the Combaticons eventually became his friends again. He found them standing around in an alley drinking some oil.
"Shockwave? What are you doing around here?" Onslaught asked.
"Well, I know this is going to sound crazy, but...I need a certain favor from you guys." Shockwave said tapping his claws together.
"What kind of favor?" Swindle spoke up somewhat interested.
"You know Bumblebee and Ser-ket's son Burnmark?" Shockwave asked.
"Yeah, what about him? Is he in trouble?" Brawl asked.
"Well...I wanted you five to rough him up a little. That kid does nothing but torment me to no end. And he won't talk to anybody about why he does it. I'd beat him but if I get caught then Ser-ket will kill me. I can't take his antics anymore, once he realizes how I feel, he'll stop." Shockwave explained the plan.
"Dude, won't we end up getting killed? Because if we were to do this, and get caught, you'd better hope we don't survive." Blast Off threatened.
"Yeah Shockwave, you're talking about the son of a Predacon...A PREDACON!" Vortex said.
"I know, look, how much is this gonna cost?" Shockwave asked.
"For beating up Burnmak? How about 100 credits each?" Onslaught said.
"No problem! After 13 years, Whirl sure does get payed, he's like almost rich." Shockwave said.
"When do you want us to do it?" Brawl asked.
"Tonight...try to get him away from the warehouse. Look if you get caught...I'll handle what comes after." Shockwave promised.
"Okay...we'll do it." Onslaught shook Shockwave's hand.
As Shockwave left, he mentally slammed himself on the head. What the hell did he just do? The Combaticons used to be deadly street brawlers and thieves. And he just placed Burnmark right in the middle. Speaking of Burnmark, he had went out to find Wingclip. He arrived near the caves and looked around.
"Wingclip where are you? Wingclip!" Burnmark called out.
Finally he saw his sister coming out of the caves saying bye to Rampage and they both gave each other a quick kiss before separating. Burnmark's optics widened.
"Wingclip, I see you finally did it!" Burnmark smiled.
"Yeah, we had very...pleasant night." Wingclip chuckled.
Burnmark knew exactly what she meant and his optics widened more.
"You didn't..."
"I did..."
"WINGCLIP!"
"What's the big deal?" Wingclip nudged her brother.
"It was your first date." Burnmark grabbed his head.
"So? And if you tell mom or dad, I will rip your spark out and hold it in front of your optics." Wingclip snarled getting in her brother's face growling.
"Relax, I'm not going to tell anybody." Burnmark whimpered.
Wingclip gave him a warning glare before changing the subject.
"Burnmark I don't think you're telling the truth about why you don't like Shockwave."
"Ugh, do you have to keep bringing this up?"
"I'm serious, you're hiding something. Look, the family has been worried about you all year. Don't keep secrets that hurt you. You need to talk with mom and dad."
"No, they don't need to know."
"Why don't you tell me? I'm your sister." Wingclip stopped Burnmark and grabbed his shoulders.
"I thought you would think it's stupid." Burnmark began to cry.
"Burnmark, nothing that is hurting you is stupid." Wingclip dug her claws deeper into her brother's shoulders.
"Can this be a secret just for now?" Burnmark asked.
"Until you find the spark to tell mom and dad. I'll keep it a secret." Wingclip promised.
"Well, after we turned 18...I've had these horrible nightmares. They always made my spark go cold. I'd feel sick and my processor would be in pain."
"What are they about?"
"Every single one of them involved...Shockwave betraying us. And doing...horrible things to us. The whole family faces his wrath. In my dreams, it turns out...he never lost his memory, instead he pretended for years to gain our trust. Eventually he would beat us, torture us, and bring in some of his old science friends to harm us. You and me were the main targets...they wouldn't stop. Mom and dad couldn't help us and the Insecticons were missing. Wingclip, I just believe those dreams could become real in the future. We all could be in danger. I can't trust him anymore sis. " Burnmark explained everything.
Wingclip was in shock. So it really was dreams that were effecting his processor. But would Shockwave really just be playing them for fools? No. It couldn't be possible. Burnmark looked like he was on the verge of breaking down. Wingclip grabbed him into a hug letting his tears slide down her shoulder. Now she new what had been bothering him since they turned 18.
"Is that why you try to torment him back?"
"Yeah, I'm still going to until he admits that he's lying to us!"
To be continued...
Antasma: FIGHT NIGHT!
Combaticons: FIGHT NIGHT!
Me: Where the hell did you 5 come from?
Onslaught: We've been here the whole time.
Antasma: No you haven't.
*Onslaught punches Antasma*
Antasma: OW! SKREEEEK! PUNK!
*Antasma punches Onslaught*
Onslaught: WHY YOU-
Me: UH-OH! COVER YOUR OPTICS YOUNGLINGS!
Demongo: *Smacks Kingstriker out of chair* NO UNCOVER THEM!