Disclaimer: I own nothing 'cept my Jazz and Sarscream toy...and myself!! And the plot. ONWARDS!!!

"Bloody 'Cons." I murmured, looking over at the two toys that were sitting on a small table in the cell as I paced. "Can't you use your comm.?" I asked the silver Autobot, who was watching me.

"Sorry, lil' lady, but ah've tried. It jus' don' work down 'ere." Jazz answered, giving me a look of apology. He winced when I cursed in Cybertronian. "Where'd a lady like you learn dat?"

"Ya don' wanna know." I answered, sitting down on the corner of the desk and looking at the two mechs, "Okay, Ratchet."

"Should-a known…"

"Yup." I agreed, looking around the Decepticon cell. Third time's the charm, as people say, and the third time to try to get us had been successful. And on that time, the Decepticons had discovered Starscream. Luckily, they hadn't killed him.

Yet.

I sighed and rubbed my eyebrow with my fore and middle finger. "What about your bond with Prowl?" I was getting desperate, though I already knew the answer to that question would be,

"Tried, bu' in dis body, 's hard. Don' 'ave as much spark energy as ah need t' contact Prowl." Jazz shook his head and then winced as I growled and fell back, head wacking the desk.

"Ow."

I felt someone climbing and saw Starscream standing on my stomach. I frowned, but he matched it with one of his own. "What do you want?" I grumbled, lying my head back down, "You're back with your 'Cons. Ain't you happy?"

"You Autobots give up to easy." He told me, narrowing his red optics at me.

"Oh, so now I'm an Autobot and not a human to you, Screamer? I feel so happy." I held up my hand and rotated my forefinger in a sarcastic celebration, "Whoo."

Starscream's frown deepened and I heard Jazz say something to the seeker, but it didn't work. He took a few steps closer to my face, but then stopped before he got to my chest. "Human…" He warned and I saw his null ray charging.

Sighing, I lifted him up by his foot. He yelped and I watched him struggle for a moment before putting him down gently, "Don't get me mad, Starscream," I warned lazily, "You remember what happened last time?" I gave his wing a pointed look.

He glared and put a hand on his wing, obviously very proud of them. I snorted and sat back up. "Hey!" He walked back into my viewing range, "Don't you walk away from me, human!"

"Well, which am I? Autobot or human? Make up your mind."

Jazz snickered at my game with the seeker and I picked both up by their waist gently. Starscream started to aim his null ray again, but I used my pinkie to push it down. "Easy there, cowboy, no need t' use excessive force here. Ah'm the sheriff 'round these parts, an' ah say no null rays shall be pointed at the authoress. T'ank ya." I grinned before putting them both down and grabbing my computer. "I've got an idea, anyways."

"Oh yeah?" Starscream sneered.

"Yeah, so shut up." I shot back, "Or you'll be staying in this cell."

"I could leave any time." The seeker said as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked around.

"I'm sure." My disbelief was so obvious in my voice and face that Starscream looked outraged. I snorted and logged onto my computer, "Screamer, get over here."

He refused and I grabbed his foot again, dragging him over. With a growl, he crossed his arms and glared up at me. "What do you want?"

I looked at Jazz and Starscream and put him down before pointing to the computer. "You still partly metal?" I asked; he nodded, watching me carefully, and I smiled. "Good! You know the way out of here? Wait, of course you do…give Jerry the codes."

"What?!" My computer and Starscream yelled. I winced and cleaned out my ears.

"Ow…my ears…" I muttered, adjusting my glasses. Now, do it or Jazz and I'll never get outta here."

"What makes you think that I would ever?" Starscream dared, narrowing his optics.

I grinned and got eye level with him, "Cos I can crush you." I told him. His optics got a bit nervous and I gave him a sarcastic grin. "Do it."

He mumbled something and walked over to the computer. He found a small jack and touched the back of his head, pulling out a small wire. It took a minute for it to fit, but then number after number along with symbols appeared on my screen. Jerry's smilie started to eat as the symbols and numbers were saved. Starscream unplugged himself and glared at me.

"Slag off!" He snapped, seeing my face. I just grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

Jazz chuckled as he shook his head, "Nevah thought I'd see da day when ol' Screamer gets beat by a human."

"And a female one, t' boot." Jerry grinned. Starscream narrowed his optics and flew off into another corner of the cell. "Aww…we made him mad."

"Too bad." I mumbled, continued to type. "Alright, Jerr, can you hack into the 'Con comp and get us outta here?"

"I can try." Jerry corrected me. A small laptop appeared in front of his smilie and I nodded, looking over at Starscream.

I growled and sighed all in one breath. "I hate Decepticons." I told Jazz, who nodded. "Especially whiny ones."

"What was that?" I heard Starscream growl from where he was standing. His red optics were obvious, even in the dark, as he glared at me.

I shook my head, "You heard me, Screamer."

Starscream glared and I grinned. A shot was fired and nearly hit my head, but I managed to flinch away just in time. Looking behind me, I saw that the shot wasn't from Starscream – the scorch mark was way to big – but from someone else. I eeped and looked up slowly; Rumble was standing in the door way with his blaster aimed at the three of us.

"Megatron wants t' see ya." He said, grinning at us.

I stuck my tongue out at him, but then yelped when a shot nearly hit my head. Glancing over at Jazz, I saw the silver Autobot reaching for his rifle, but I shook my head. He glared and grabbed it, but didn't fire. I stood and picked up Jazz, putting him on my shoulder, and grabbed Starscream, making sure he didn't fly away. Jerry gave me a nod, saying he was almost done, and I picked him up.

"C'mon, c'mon!" Rumble grumbled as I headed over slowly. I grinned and shut the laptop, letting Jerry continue his work.

"C'ming!" I placed my laptop in my book bag, grabbed my purse and followed. Rumble sneered.

"Humans and your things…"

"You and that horrible accent."

"What was dat?!" Rumble yelled as he pushed me; I stumbled, but didn't fall.

Sniffing, I flipped him off and the Decepticon grabbed my arm, pulling me towards his leader's quarters. Okay, this sucked, but we could get of this…somehow. Jazz cursed under his breath so only I heard him, mostly due to the fact he was right beside my ear, and I grinned.

"I agree."

Rumble looked up at us, but said nothing. I gave him a slag-eating grin and carried both of my toys on my shoulders as he led us. Once we got to the Tyrant's quarters, Rumble knocked on the door and didn't even bother to wait for an answer before shoving us in. I heard him say, "They're as good as slagged," before the door shut behind us.

I clapped my hands together in a way as such a kindergarten teacher would when addressing her students and smiled a totally fake smile, "Well, boys and girls, aren't they warm and inviting? They'd make Martha Stewart proud!" I exclaimed.

Jazz chortled from my shoulder and I swear I heard Starscream suppressing his snickers. I just grinned, but it fell when I remembered where I was. Looking up, I spotted Megatron peering down at us and I eeped. "Mega-Dork!"

He growled, obviously not liking the nickname millions of fans had bestowed upon him, and stood from where he was sitting on his berth. He walked over and bent down so we were almost at optic/eye level. I could feel his red optics burning into my soul as I matched his stare, but tried to push the nerves away. Had to stay strong in order to have even the slightest hope of getting out of there.

Jazz slid from my shoulder and onto the floor. He clutched my pants leg tightly, giving me a 'hug' of courage. I felt it swarm through me and clenched my fists, "Yo, dude. Sup?"

He narrowed his optics. "Do not talk to me like that, human!" He roared, "You will treat me with respect."

"Whew!" I waved my hand in front of my face, "You need some Tic-Tacs, brothah! Yer breath is kickin' like Jackie Chan!" I coughed and Starscream suppressed even more snickers. Jazz hugged my leg more; I knew he was grinning.

Megatron snarled louder and my eyes widened. Inside, I was shaking and about to faint, but I managed to put on a fake smile. He raised his hand and I yelped, crouching down. "You're just as weak as the other humans."

"You're just as weak as the other humans." I said in a mocking tone, "Oh, just look at me. I'm big 'n' bad, Megatron. I control the Decepticons who can't even win a single battle." I gave him a glare that said 'just TRY me!'

Megatron's hand collided with me and I went flying. I hit the wall and something just snapped. Pain like fire shot through my torso and I couldn't breathe without the pain shooting through me again. Wincing, I gave him a glare out of one eye as the other tried to shut itself. Apparently, I was getting a black eye from his finger.

"Oh yeah, that hurt." I stood and looked around. Starscream was flying in the air, looking at me, and Jazz was sitting by my leg, dazed. Picking him up, I gazed back at Megatron, "Do you have anything better to do than knock a human down all day?"

Seething, Megatron raised his hand again and I gasped; pain shot through my ribs and chest again. He lowered it and growled loudly, "How did you turn my warrior into a…a toy!"

"Don't know. Don't care…" I looked at Starscream, "But I do know he's a lot cuter now. Less dangerous. Just as treacherous."

Starscream seemed proud at that remark, but Megatron only got angrier. Jazz slid into my purse and I spied my laptop. It beeped; I snatched Starscream and turned my back to Megatron, "Screamer, you don't owe me anything, but snatch up Jazz and fly as fast as you can. Please."

"Why should I?" Starscream snarled.

"Human!" Megatron boomed, "Turn back around! Face me!"

Ignoring him, I made my eyes beg Starscream, "Please. If you don't agree to take Jazz, we're all going to die. Including you." He winced visibly and I pulled the dazed Autobot out. Offering him to the seeker, I smiled thankfully.

"Shut up." Starscream snarled and nodded, taking Jazz. He flew into the air and then waited for the signal.

"HUMAN!!!!" Megatron boomed even louder.

"SHUT UP!!!" I screamed, turning around and dashing towards my laptop. "Now, Jerry!" I ordered and the door opened. Snatching up the laptop, I followed the zooming Starscream as he flew away.

Pain shot through my body as I struggled to run. Even pant was horrible and every step shot pains – like a thousand needles – into my legs, ribs and back. I felt a sob try to force its way out, but I forced it down. Had to run. Had to get away. Had to at least let Starscream and Jazz get away. I couldn't let two of the most loved Transformers die because I was slowing them down. If I did, my friends would kill me. Heh…my online friends, that is.

That thought made me snort as I continued to run; footsteps followed me, but I only pushed myself harder. My friends would kill me if I let them die. Oh Lord, Storm would murder me painfully in my sleep if I let Jazz die. Lady Starscream….she'd help all of the Starscream fan girls murder me VERY, VERY painfully if I let Starscream die. Then she's kill me again because I let Jazz die. Once all that was done, Tahalli and Death would murder me again and again until I stayed dead.

"Starscream! Take care of Jazz for me!" I yelled as the tiny seeker flew into the lift and activated it. Jazz's blue visor locked on my eyes and I waved…right before Megatron snatched me up and started to squeeze. Screaming, I threw my head back and fire shot through my body; my bones started to fracture and break as my lungs were squeezed. I couldn't get air.

The lift shut and flew up. They were gone and – if Primus or whatever god was out there, looking after the Transformers – they would make it back to the Autobots. Or at least to someone who could get them there.

Darkness clouded my vision and the squeezing stopped. Looking up, the last thing I saw before blacking out was Megatron's face, staring down at me with hatred, rage and a look that made me smile. "I won…Mega-Dork."

When I awoke, Hook was standing over me, grumbling something about why did he have to do everything. I snorted a little too loud for my own good and he noticed me. He grinned horribly and I eeped. "I hate you people." I pointed to him, sitting up.

He poked my chest and pushed me down. Fire exploded inside of me, "Stay down. You're ribs are shattered. Megatron did a number on you." He chuckled and I flipped him off.

Letting out a string of curses that would make my OC wince, I spat at him and he frowned. He pushed my ribs harder and I screamed. Once he had removed his over-sized finger, I flipped him off again and again until he turned from me. "Mother-frikin' slagger."

"Thank you." Hook said as he continued to keep his back to me.

"Oh go interface with a toaster, you over-glorified pile of scrap."

He snorted, "Got a mouth."

I grinned. "Got it from my mom." I shuddered slightly in pain and withered when my ribs shot more fire through my body. "Slaggit! How many did he break?"

Hook turned around with a REALLY BIG needle in his hand. "Half of them." He said, aiming the needle at me. I yelled and struggled to back away. "You're afraid of a needle?"

"That frikin' thing's twice my size!!! I have a right to be!!!" I pointed out. Okay, so I'm a baby when it comes to needles. So sue me! Everyone has fears. Mine is heights, needles and the occasional Decepticon that squeezes me until I snap. "Don't touch me with that!! You hear me?!"

He held me down with two fingers and the needle pressed into my arm. My defenses fell and I sobbed. He pulled it out once he injected whatever it was into my arm and looked at me. "All finished. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

The next words out of my mouth for the next five minutes were nothing but curses that would make the Lambo twins wince and cry for their mommies. Hook just watched me with amusement and chuckled. Flipping him off, I rolled over and grabbed my ribs. "I hate you all…I hate you. I hate Megatron. I hate Starscream. I hate Ratchet. I hate Jazz for bringing me into this. I hate you all…" My arm throbbed as the liquid coursed through my bloodstream. Nausea overwhelmed me and I emptied my stomach and its contents onto the berth.

"I hate you most of all."

"Good." Hook sneered, "You're not supposed to be my friend. Just my experiment."

My defenses crumbled. "I want to go home." I barfed again and sobbed, "I want to go home. I want my brother. …I want…I want to die."

"Soon enough, soon enough, human. But not just yet." Hook nudged me and rolled me over. He had a data pad in his hand and was taking down information. "How'd Starscream get like that?"

"Don't know…don't…care. Just…" I licked my lips, "Just glad he got outta here with Jazz."

Hook snorted, "He's going to kill the Autobot." He told me and I flipped him off again weakly.

"He owed me."

"He's a Decepticon."

I knew he was right. No matter what anyone else said, no matter all the fan-fiction that made him become a good guy who leapt at the chance to save others, he was a Decepticon. Evil, rotten, a murderer to the core; he would kill Jazz as soon as they were safe.

Ignoring him, I turned away and curled up. Tears leaked from my eyes; how the heck was I going to get out of this?

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