Chapter 6- Have You Seen This Blonde? Pt.2

The movie was awesome! Except for the fact that the humans were hunting Autobots. What they did to Ratchet… I literally cried. That stupid buttheaded, backstabbing, alien hunting, green eyed, big headed, overrated, traitorous, Lockdown. That movie made me hate being human. Honestly, it did.

Brief warning here: there will be violence. And that's pretty much it.

"Mikaela!" I breathed. I was shocked that she would say something like that. But then again, no, I wasn't.

"I don't trust her," Mikaela said stubbornly. "I mean, besides the fact that she tried to kill you, I think that she's up to no good."

"I guess… as low as her energon levels were that day, she should be dead. Maybe she found a mine or something…"

"Christ, Spade!" she shouted. "Why are you defending her? You of all people?"

"She apologized! Honestly and sincerely! If there doesn't have to be any tension between us, then I'm not gonna create any by accusing her of something that we have no proof of!"

"So, you aren't suspicious at all?" Her tone suggested that she didn't believe me.

"Of course I am. I'm sure we all are. But right now, we have a child to save."

The brunette sighed in defeat as we started walking to the meeting room. We both got a text from Lennox telling us to meet in the makeshift meeting room so that we could discuss our plan for getting Annabelle out of Megatron's clutches. Of course, I knew that she had a point about Elita. And I didn't know why I was taking her side on this. But I'm not willing to believe anything without proof.

As we entered the meeting room, I noticed that all Autobots and most of the NEST soldiers were present. A good look at Lennox and Ironhide told me that we were about to kick some ass.

"Here's how this is gonna work."

Every single Autobot, except for Ratchet, and NEST soldier was present for our attack. We were heading back to Nevada and were approximately ten minutes away from the old base where the Decepticons were waiting for us. Our plan was pretty awesome actually. My job was to go with two Autobots — Jazz and Bumblebee — and infiltrate the base after both sets of Twins created a diversion near the back of the base. In order for this to work, we couldn't be spotted.

Fortunately, we had an advantage. This is our old base, so we know the grounds well enough to figure out where they're keeping Annabelle. As soon as we get the signal, the three of us are hauling ass to get to her. So when we found a decent hiding place, one that was on a cliff and covered by trees and bushes, Jazz and I were looking out for any trouble and Bumblebee was our lookout for the signal. It was a perfect plan as long as no one screwed anything up.

Then the fight began. Megatron didn't come out to fight, as he was too injured to do so. I frowned at the scene below me. They had to have a plan because they knew that we were coming. As I watched the battle, I clenched my hands and tried my best not to make any shots. That would blow our cover and ruin the entire plan.

Finally, both sets of Twins made it to the back while the rest of the violence was taking place below us. I could see that Ironhide was fighting with the most fire in his actions, alongside Chromia who was doing the same. Lennox was right next to him, rage in his eyes that wouldn't be tamed until his daughter was back in the care of their families. Their human and Autobot families. And even in the midst of all this, I managed to crack a smile. For them, I would personally make sure Annabelle was returned.

Bumblebee nudged me with a single digit gently, nodding at the two of us. "Alright guys," I breathed. "Let's haul ass." The three of us jumped down from the cliff and made our way to the back of the base, just as planned. It was going well until I heard the dreaded sounds of jet engines. I looked to the sky and watched as Starscream and his trinemates, Skywarp and Thundercracker, transformed and landed in front of us, weapons out and mocking smiles on their faces.

This was not part of the plan, but I had an idea to get past them. And if it went well, I might be able to get them to lead us to Annabelle. "Starscream," I said calmly, putting my hands in the air in surrender. "We didn't come here to fight. Actually, you know what we're here for. Fighting was the only way to achieve our goal: getting the three-year-old sparkling that you took away from her creators four days ago."

The Seeker sneered and said, "I'm fully aware of that, Allspark. I was there."

I sighed and put my hands down as Jazz jumped in. "Starscream, she's a sparkling, an innocent. We all know that Seeker programming doesn't allow for the three of you to harm sparklings, nor does it allow for you to stand by and watch harm come to sparklings."

"We were made aware that the child has not and will not be harmed, Autoscum," Thundercracker remarked.

"And?" I said expectantly, waiting for him to finish. "What, you trust Megatron now? Is he, of all mechs, incapable of lying to you?"

"Of course he is. But—"

I cut him off briskly. "Is that it then? Did you believe what you wanna believe? Or are you absolutely sure that Megatron didn't harm her?"

"Megatron—"

"Got most of his brains blown out in Egypt! He's insane and will do anything to win this war! What do you need me to say to you?" I snapped. The three Seekers glared at me, but I don't think that they were glaring because of me. They remained silent and exchanged looks between each other.

When I heard someone cocking a gun behind us, I turned around slowly, as did Jazz and Bumblebee. Three Decepticons stood in front of us, a smirk present on each of their faces. My hand began to glow. One of the Seekers snarled behind me.

"Stand down! Are any of you aware of what Megatron has done to the girl?" Starscream growled.

The Decepticons all shared a puzzled look and one of them looked nervous. "We are under strict orders from—"

"Here's how this is gonna work. You can either tell us what Megatron's done to the child, or you can die a slow, painful death," I hissed.

The one who spoke up gulped and looked at him timidly. "It's just a rumor, but supposedly, the child has not been given human nourishment since she arrived. And an 'accidental' broken limb was mentioned."

I snarled almost as viciously as the Seekers standing behind us. I turned around and looked up at Starscream expectantly. "Well?" I asked. Skywarp and Thundercracker disappeared, courtesy of the former's ability.

Starscream's blood red optics were glowing brightly, a sure sign of the pure rage he felt right now. "I'll take you to the sparkling."

And with that, he dismissed the three 'Cons and led Jazz, Bumblebee, and I to Annabelle. We went in through the back, just as planned. The base was mostly empty, a few 'Cons here and there, looking at the four of us questioningly. I was sure that Starscream's glare, combined with mine, kept them from asking any questions. Several turns and doors later, we finally arrived at the throne room. I created a large orb, about the size of a bowling ball, just in case Megatron was in there. But when the door slid open, we were greeted with the sight of an empty throne, a small group of Decepticon soldiers, and a cage with a small, deathly quiet figure lying on the ground.

The Decepticons looked startled at the sight of one of their own with two Autobots and the Allspark behind him, all glaring menacingly at the four Decepticons. I created four separate orbs and let them hover in front of me. "Okay. Since I know that the four of you will mostly likely squeal about the adventurous things that are gonna take place in this room today…" I trailed off and smirked.

At the speed of sound, I let the orbs hit their targets, nailing all four of the Decepticons in their chestplates. When they dropped to the ground, my smirk vanished as I glanced at the small bundle inside the cage. Annabelle was in horrible condition, at least for someone her age. A three-year-old needs nourishment more than someone my age, and to have gone four days without food or water? I ran over to the cage and gave her a once over.

Her skin was pale and her arms and legs, one of which looked severely out of place, looked thinner than what they looked like the day she was taken. I examined the broken leg closely, putting my hands on the bar of the cage. My hands began to glow, the heat radiating from the Allspark's energy melting the bars in seconds. I gently pulled Annabelle out of the cage and cradled her in my arms. To my relief, she stirred and her eyes opened slowly to look at the person holding her. I sighed and stroked the side of her face.

Her eyes lit up when she saw who I was. "Spadey?" she asked weakly. I sighed again and shushed her.

"It's gonna be okay. We're gonna get you out of here," I reassured her.

"My leg hurts," she whined.

"I know. I know. When we get you back to the base, Ratchet's gonna fix you up and you can see your parents again and Uncle 'Hide and Auntie 'Mia. Don't worry. You're gonna be fine."

I nodded at Starscream as the five of us began to exit the room. The Seeker nodded as well and went in a different direction. "Did one of you comm Optimus and let him know that we have her?" I asked.

Jazz nodded and grinned. "Already taken care of. Prime says they're waitin' on us, but the fight ain't over just yet."

I couldn't help but grin back. "Great."

We took Annabelle out of the room and made way for the exit. Suddenly, there was evil, maniacal laughing coming from behind us. I already knew who it was. I turned around slowly and was greeted by the sight of Megatron, a yellowish-whitish cowl covering half his face.

"Congratulations, femme. You managed to retrieve your lost sparkling, infiltrate my base, and turn my Seekers against me. I hope you know that that comes with a price."

"Are we listing the terrible things that we've done to each other? Well for one, there was that time you blew up half of one of our hangars. And then there was that time you kidnapped a three-year-old. And before that, there was the time you attacked our base. And before that — need I go on?" I replied, glaring holes into his body.

He merely smirked and looked at Jazz and Bumblebee. "You two, leave the femme."

"No fraggin' way," Jazz snarled in response. My jaw clenched as I tried to figure out his plan.

"I'm not asking, Autobot. Either you take the child and leave with your lives or I kill all four of you now."

"We're not goin' down without a fight."

"Jazz." He looked at me as I craned my head to look at him. "I can handle this. Take Annabelle and go."

"Spade, are you out of your mind? As your partner, it's part of my job description to make sure that all of us get out of here in one piece. How do you think Prime'll feel if you get killed because we decided to leave you?" Jazz snapped. I shook my head and motioned for Bumblebee to lower his hand.

"I'll be fine. Just go," I said calmly, laying Annabelle down in Bee's hand gently.

"Spade!"

"Go! Make sure everyone leaves the base now." The silver mech stared at me for a while, before he sighed in defeat and looked at Bee. Jazz has always been able to read people. Hopefully, he noticed that the look in my eyes meant that I have a plan. The three of them left while I faced Megatron. "Why did you want me?" I asked.

"So I can kill you," he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Believe it or not, Allspark, but you are a threat to us. And if you die, Prime will be destroyed." He warmed up his fusion cannon and aimed it at me.

I stared at the barrel of the weapon as my hands began to glow. This is a move that I've never tried, but it was my best shot for right now. "Say goodbye, Allspark."

"Not today," I growled. That's when he fired. I shot an orb up the barrel of his weapon, creating a shield after it was fired. When the shots collided, it created a huge explosion that really made me hope that Jazz figured out that I had a plan. It was extremely risky and stupid, but that's just me. I waited for the shockwave to pass through and let some of the smoke clear up before I let the shield go away. Megatron was down, but I didn't know if he was dead. This was payback for the destruction of a good part of our base, as well as a last minute resort and escape plan.

The smoke was blinding me, causing most of my vision to be filled with the poufy black substance. I tried to run and successfully ran into a wall, groaning when I landed on the floor. I'm sure it would have been pretty comical if the circumstances were a little better. I had a few seconds before Optimus would come barging into the base to see if I'd survived, before going to Jazz and Bumblebee to chew them out for letting me do something so stupid. Thankfully, I had a wall that I could use to guide myself to a spot where the smoke wasn't so thick.

Going back to the wall, I placed my hands on it and walked away from the scene carefully. And at long last, I saw a light. I was hoping it wasn't the bad light that you aren't supposed to go to. But it wasn't, thankfully. With a facial expression that would break the heart of even Galloway, Optimus was staring at the scene despondently. I walked a little faster before breaking out in a sprint, but then slowed down to make my exit a little more dramatic.

And when he saw me, when the others saw me, there was relief mixed with brief anger for my valiant act of utter stupidity. I shook my head violently to try and get rid of the soot, dust, and ash that was probably in my hair and rubbed my face with my shirt before smiling sheepishly at the Autobots and NEST soldiers. At that moment, there was a loud wave of applause coming from the group. Everyone, even Elita was cheering, for that… valiant act of utter stupidity. I knew that while they were cheering now, my ears would be chewed off later.

A pair of arms wrapped around my waist. I smiled and met eyes with Optimus' holoform, who still looked worried, pissed, and happy. The second one seemed to outweigh the other two. "I know," I said. "What I did was incredibly stupid and I could have died, but I didn't. Let's look at the bright side. At least we got Annabelle back and Megatron might be dead. Might." I emphasized the word 'might' because I was sure that there was a good sixty percent chance that he survived. "So you know what we should do? We should just go back to the base because we all kicked ass during this battle! It was a team effort!" I yelled at everyone, bringing forth more cheer and applause. This time, it was for all of us.

Optimus grinned at me and said, "You are in so much trouble."

"I know. Sorry."

And that's the end of the chapter! See you next Wednesday for the final chapter and the next story. Luckily, I've already started on the former and finished the first chapter to the latter.

Denali Prime out!