Summary: Flamewar has studied Arcee and EVERYTHING about her for many years. When she crash lands on Earth, the Autobots take her in. But little do they know that she is a Decepticon in Autobot armour who is actually stalking Arcee. Will Flamewar be able to kill Arcee and take over her life or will Optimus stop her from leading his secret love to death?
Sup guys! I am back after having a bit of trouble. My minds been racing with ideas with my story named Untitled (Title suggestions would be lovely!) Anyway peoples, let's go with chapter 5. We're nearing halfway of this story! Oh no, I'm so sad already.
Carly and Miko: You had to say that.
Me: I'm just reminding them.
Carly and Miko: Shut up!
Me: I'll kick you out of the story!
Carly and Miko: …
Me: That's what I thought. Let's roll…
Arcee's screams were heard all around base. Everyone looked up. This was exactly what they feared and they hoped that they weren't going to be too late. They faced the hallway that lead them to their berthrooms.
"Was that who I think it is," Bulkhead asked nervously, knowing who it was that screamed.
Windswept nodded, "I think so. I'll go and check it out." She walked down toward the hall but Flamewar walked in, halting Windswept in her path.
"Hey guys," Flamewar said, smiling, "What's happening?"
"We were..." Windswept stuttered, "Just going to see Arcee."
Bumblebee joined in too, "We haven't seen her all morning."
"She's just resting," Flamewar lied, "She didn't have a good recharge and she wants to rest."
"I was just going to see her-," Windswept started but she was interrupted.
"You wouldn't want to disturb her, would you?" Flamewar asked slyly, "She'll get angry and you what she's like when she's angry," All Flamewar hoped was that the Autobots weren't sensing what she had really done yet. She just needed more time.
"Where are you off to anyway?" Ratchet asked, noticing Flamewar heading toward the exit.
Flamewar turned to the medic, "Just going off for a drive." The red and blue femme transformed into her motorcycle mode and drove off in a puff of smoke. Carly and Jack ran down the stairs up to Windswept who was walking down the hall.
"Windy, wait!" Carly called out to Windswept.
Windswept turned around and looked down at the couple who were running up to her. She just sighed, "What is it guys?"
"Can we come too?" Jack asked, "She's my guardian but she acts as so much more than that. She's like my sister and I just want to know if she's okay."
Windswept sighed; Jack and Arcee were close just like Carly and herself. There was no way he'd believe her when she would say no. So she had no choice but to relent, "Okay, but you stay behind me unless I say."
Carly and Jack nodded before walking with Windswept down the hall. But Windswept wasn't waiting for anyone. So she took off running, determined. Once she got to the door to Arcee's berthroom, she waited for Carly and Jack to arrive. It took them nearly two minutes to get there.
"Wait for us next time," Carly mumbled, panting a little.
Windswepts' optics softened, "Sorry, just a little on edge."
"We all are. I just wish Arcee's okay," Jack hoped.
Windswept knocked on the door but once she knocked first time, the door pushed open. This allowed Windswept, Jack and Carly to see Arcee's room. There was one problem.
No Arcee.
"Flamewar," Windswept growled.
"She must have got here before…" Jack started; he wanted to finish that sentence but he just couldn't. Why would anyone want harm his guardian and friend?
"When she said that she just went to see her," Carly finished for him.
Jack and Carly walked in, not caring if they got told off by Windswept. But Windswept was in her own little world. Why would Flamewar do such a horrendous crime? All Windswept knew was that Flamewar was working with Megatron... That was it!
"OWWW! That hurt!" That snapped Windswept out of her thoughts that had finally reached a breakthrough.
"You okay Cazza?" Jack asked worriedly, calling Carly by one of her nicknames.
Carly bent down and rubbed her right boot where her foot was hiding, "I banged my foot on something. But I'm not sure what it was."
Jack looked around, but he stopped when something caught his eyes. "What's that," he asked, pointing to the syringe.
Windswept saw what Jack was pointing at but she looked beside it. And it made her sick. Three small drops of Energon lay beside it. They weren't stained onto the ground, meaning that what had happened was recent. So the pieces were all starting fit now that they were finding clues.
"Carly," she asked, grabbing Carly's attention, "You have your phone with you, right?"
"Yes…"
"And your phone can hook up to Rafael's computer, right?"
"Right…" Carly wasn't sure why Windswept was asking all of these questions. Then it hit her when Windswept started to explain why she wanted her phone in use.
"You or I can't touch that syringe because of who knows what it is poisoned with. Taking a photo of it would have to be the best option."
"And there's Energon there," Jack pointed out, "It must be Arcees!"
Carly nodded and took her phone out. Because it was a touch screen, it would be easy to take photos quickly. She got as close to the syringe and the few drops of Energon as she could WITHOUT having to be told off by her guardian and boyfriend. Almost instantly, she took the photo.
"Let's go!" Jack said.
He and Carly ran out of the room; Windswept shut the door before watching Jack and Carly run further away from her. She thought over her conclusion again. Flamewar and Megatron were working together. That was obvious. But now that she had thought it over, Windswept found this obvious.
Megatron was trying to weaken Optimus by hurting Arcee before him. And weakening Optimus would make the Decepticons win the war! No way was Windswept going to let that happen.
Never.
"We found proof that Flamewar was lying." Everyone in the main room turned to the hallway when they heard a voice yell. Carly and Jack appeared with the former holding up her phone in the air like they had just discovered something. And they did.
"We found a syringe!" Jack told them, causing some of the bots to gasp, especially Ratchet.
"Where?" Ratchet asked quickly.
Carly pulled her phone back down to her side, "In Arcee-"
She never got to finish that sentence because Ratchet took off down that hall they came from. Jack had to pull his girlfriend out of the way so that Ratchet would crush her or kick her into a wall. Windswept had to duck out of the way when she saw a blur of orange and white fly past her as she entered the main room.
"Her door was open," she started, "Like someone had gotten in."
"Carly has proof; she has a photo of it on her phone," Jack pointed out.
Smokescreen walked over to Carly and quickly scooped her up and took her over to where Rafael was ready to plug her phone into the laptop.
"What about me?" Jack complained as he walked over to the stairs.
"We don't care about you right now, babe. You're not important," Carly said, earning a few giggles from her best friend, her younger brother and a couple of the bots. She quickly plugged her phone into the laptop before typing…
Flamewar drove around Jasper, sucking in all of the view. If she wasn't in her vehicle mode, she would be smirking. Her plan went successfully and that was Megatron needed for them to put the pressure on Optimus. He'd collapse and the Decepticons would win the war.
Simple.
"Flamewar," a voice in her com-link disrupted her.
"Yes Lord Megatron."
"I hope our plan that we recently discussed went without a hitch?"
"Affirmative, Lord Megatron," Flamewar answered, "She is captive in my berthroom at the moment. But the next time the Autobots are indisposed, I shall send her away to you."
"Good; until we meet again Flamewar."
With that, the com-link went off. Flamewar smiled to herself. Well, that was only if she was in her normal form. She loved tasting victory and deceit in the morning…
"That's what we found," Carly said as the picture on Raf's computer came up on the base's main computer screen.
"A few drops of Energon," Bumblebee noticed. If he was able to speak, the anger within him would have been evident.
Carly turned to Jack who answered, "We think it is Arcee's."
Thundering footsteps were heard in the hallway before Ratchet came back running into the main room. Everyone turned to him, hoping for an answer. "The Energon indeed belongs to Arcee," the medic answered
This angered Optimus' spark. How dare she hurt an innocent and beautiful femme like Arcee?
"The syringe however..." Ratchet trailed off before he meched up and gave them the truth, "Does have Flamewar's digit-prints on it. But it also has Megatron's."
That set Optimus' anger mode on high. Extremely high. Luckily his battle mask was over his lip plates, otherwise the Autobots would've seen his denta clenched so tight, they could've broken!
"Flamewar must have gotten the syringe from him!" Rafael realised.
"I'm going with genius here on this one!" Miko said, referring to Raf, "It's the only other option!"
"What do we do now boss?" Bulkhead asked, turning to Optimus, "Do we go find Flamewar or-"
"Search for Arcee," Optimus answered, interrupting Bulkhead and earning a few confused glances, "If she is still inside the base, then we have no other option but look for her."
"I'll take Carly with me just in case," Windswept said, her blaster activated and whirring.
Optimus nodded at the idea, "It might be best to take your charges with you. If anything goes wrong…"
The others nodded; hopefully they would be able to find her before the Flamewar arrived back. Optimus watched them disappear and once they left, he punched the wall behind him, finally letting his anger out.
"We'll find her, Optimus. I know how much you care for her. And by the look of the way you're acting, I'm guessing deeply." Optimus looked to his friend, who held a face of concern.
Was Optimus going to be okay working in this state? Ratchet hoped to Primus he would be…
And there is chapter 5; hope you enjoyed. And since the others are busy, I'm on my own so… See ya!