Chapter 7: Be Prepared
Moonracer sat on the couch waiting for Darkracer. Her and Ratchet had spent hours figuring out how to tell Dark about her moving out. No matter how she said it, Moonracer knew how he was going to react: terribly. But she knew she had to fight for herself. But even that was hard when she felt watched everywhere she went, even in her own home. It was dark when Darkracer finally came home. "Oh good you came to your senses. Ratchet kick you out?" Darkracer said with a grin.
"No, I only came back to grab my stuff and tell you bye," Moonracer said standing up. Darkracer grabbed her fore arm.
"No you can't leave. I forbid it. War is going to happen any cycle now. You must stay with me," Dark racer was getting frustrated.
"If war does happen I can handle myself. So can Ratchet, he also can heal me up."
"If you leave this house, you are no longer my sister and I won't protect you," Dark yelled her, when she reached the door. She paused for nanoclick, before leaving the house for good.
Darkracer stood in the empty hallway, shocked that Moonracer just left, and angry that she disobeyed him. He only had a few cycles left before the deadline. He was trying not to think about what Shockwave would do to him if he didn't deliver. He had to tell Breakout of the new development.
Moonracer was proud of herself for standing up to Darkracer. He had always been protective of her ever since their carrier had offlined. She thought he would grow out of the protectiveness, but it had been many solar cycles since carrier had offined.
One thing Moonracer noticed now in Iacon was how many lower class bots were there were now. She was never judgmental of those in the lower class but these bots looked like trouble.
After putting her things into the apartment, she went to the hospital where Ratchet had gone to handle an emergency. She walked to the room the nurse pointed to and was greeted to yelling and the throwing of items.
"You glitchhead! I just repaired you yestercycle!" Moonracer heard Ratchet said. There was a loud bang followed by somebot in pain. She nervously peeked her helm into the door way. She saw Ironhide hands holding his helm. Ratchet shook his helm while grabbing another tool.
"Hi, Ratchet," Moonracer greeted him.
"Hello, Moon." Ironhide was glad to see that Ratchet's mood had improved suddenly.
"Hey Moon, are you here to save me from Doc?" another whack to Ironhide's helm.
"You are not permitted to call her Moon or me Doc. Do you understand," Ratchet said sternly.
"Crystal."
"I'm here for Ratchet mostly. You were just surprise. Hey have you bots notice the increase of lower class bots in Iacon?"
"Yeah but that Megatron, as he now calls himself, is trying to change how the lower class works and is viewed. There are even some middle and high class bots going with him. I wouldn't walk alone if I were you, the bots can get violent," Ironhide told her.
"How do you know with if a bot is a sympathizer?" Moonracer's processor started to put dots into place, she looked to Ratchet who knew where her questions were leading, stopped cleaning his tools.
"That's the problem, you can't tell, sometimes they look like the good guys. But something big is about to happen, that is what I can promise you. Be careful out there sparkling." With that Ironhide thanked Ratchet and walked out of the room, leaving Ratchet and Moonracer thinking about who they thought they knew.
A/N: Thank you for the reviews. Like Moonracer I also just left a controlling family member. Don't let anyone control if you know it's wrong. Please review.
