Chapter 7: Thoughts and hard decisions.
A new dawn was forming on the skyline, orange-blue colors adorning it. LightStrider observes it as it happened, his faceplates a mask of seriousness. With each passing week, he grew more and more worried for his friend, MoonStrider. He knew that she could easily break through the defenses of the Decepticons, but now... now he is more worried than anything.
Ever since he was rescued by the virtuous Autobots, he had fallen in love with their leader: Optimus prime. He saw their heroic deeds on daily basis, he was inspired, but he was conflicted with his decisions. 'What if I put others in danger' he would think, fear and doubt would gnaw at his processor. But seeing the actions on the monitor, seeing his uncle who so dedicated to his work within the autobots, motivated the young priest.
"What ails you, nephew?" asked Ratchet, smiling to see the remainder of his beloved brother. He looked so alike his parents, the paintjob and wings of the carrier, yet the personality of his brother is seen within the creation.
"I see so much passion in the autobots." began the priest, smiling at the sunset "Protectiveness, honor." he looks at his uncle, smiling widely "I am happy to see we are not attacking them on the means of destruction.."
Ratchet smiles at LightStrider's statement "It is in the teaching of primus, and Optimus is a prime after all." LightStrider nods at him and return his gaze "I guess it is necessary to use violence when needed." LightStrider looked down as the means of pondering "Uncle, how do I join the Autobots?"
"It's not too difficult," Ratchet explained, "you must take an oath in front of someone of a high rank of the field you go into, someone who can credit you as an Autobot. Then you get your emblem, which will be welded onto you. Normally, it's on a shoulder or the center of your chassis. After that, you just have a bit of paperwork and training before they put you on the field.
"Uncle, the highest rank, is the Prime, no?" Asked the priest, as he looked at the medic "What will I change into?, my wings is a bit different then most transformers." Light looks at his wings, if humans could describe it, it may looked like feathered wing style.
"Yes, the Prime is the highest rank there is. I suggest getting a plane of sorts, your t-cog should take care of the feathered appearance and make it look solid in alt-mode." his Uncle said.
Lightstrider looks confused "A plane?" He is only heard of planes from the children but he never saw one in person.
"An Earth vehicle that travels through the air, many of the Decepticons have jet alt-modes. You might have seen them on the monitor."
"Yes… Starscream was there.. " Lightstrider shudders at the very mention of the jet-con"but uncle.." he looks at him "How come I don't see another flier bot on the autobots?"
"At the beginning of the war, Vos was the capital of all seekers and fliers, and was a neutral territory during the war. Then Megatron took over and destroyed it and killed many of the population and threatened the rest with death if they did not join him. We do have a number of Autobot fliers, but they are somewhere else in the galaxy. But, the Decepticons do have quite a few more than we do."
"So, I am the only available within this earth.."Lightstrider said rather to himself rather to his uncle, "I can be of aid to Optimus and the autobot cause." Lightstrider narrowed his optics "I want to make Starscream regret ever 'touching' me." his fists are forming into fist when he looked at his uncle with angered frown.
"And you will," Ratchet said, placing a servo on Lightstrider's shoulder. "After I get a shot at him," he raised a fist and clenched it over nothing in a display of anger. "I know some pretty sensitive places to cut, or maybe cut off." he growled.
Lightstrider nods, smiling with angered optics "Please, Uncle, inform Optimus of my decision to join the autobots."
Ratchet nodded, "I will." Ratchet bid goodbye and turned back and walked into the silo.
Optimus was typing on the computer, trying to studying the way of planet earth customs, ever since their successful missions, the Prime decided to learn more of the earth, he hadn't heard Ratchet walking to him until he spoke.
"Optimus," Ratchet called. Optimus turned to look on the medic "Old friend, what brings you before me?" Optimus smiles along with the question.
"It's Lightstrider, he asked me to inform you of his interest in joining the Autobots." Ratchet informed.
Optimus hummed and ponders as he walks over to Ratchet "What is your feelings on the matter, Ratchet?" he looked at him seriously "He is your nephew.."
"It is his decision," Ratchet said, a bit solemnly under the fact his beloved nephew would be put in harm's way. "But he will be trained, and will be an excellent and reliable member of our team."
Optimus smiles at him "Indeed, we do lack of flying autobot in our team" at the mention of them Miko suddenly cried,
"WE GONNA HAVE A FLYING TEAM MEMBER!?" following a sigh from Jack who follows Miko in embarrassment.
"Yes," Ratchet said with annoyance, rolling his optics.
"Woohoo!" jumped the ecstatic femme in excitement, with enough voice to attract Arcee, Bulkhead and Bumblebee. "Our first flier since the exodus" Arcee wondered out loud. Bulk grinned at them "It almost like having Jetfire with us" Bumblebee beeps his excitement as well.
"Almost, Jetfire is much bigger than Lightstrider, he's even bigger than Optimus," Ratchet said with a strange tone.
Bulkhead chuckles at Ratchet "And how would you know that?" he snickers "It's not like you been sleeping with the guy."
Ratchet stuttered, "I-I didn't mean it like that, you lugnut!" he yelled throwing the nearest thing he could at Bulkhead, which happened to be a pipe.
Clank "Ow!" was the cry of Bulkhead but Arcee looked at Ratchet in shock "So it was true.."
"What!?" Ratchet asked defensively.
Optimus almost chuckles at the scene, while the failing medic trying to defend his dignity "You were dating Jetfire!" came the accuse of Arcee
Ratchet gave a look that confirmed all their questions.
Lightstrider then looked at the scene, just in time to see his uncle, confess his dating his other uncle, Jetfire. "Oh...my...Primus" was the last thing he said before he collapse into an shutdown. Ratchet watched his nephew fall over, obviously overhearing his confession.
"Slag it."
Miko was dumbfounded that an autobot just fainted "..Umm, what is wrong with this picture?" Ratchet sighed and pinched the area between his optics.
"Bulkhead, pick Lightstrider up and carry him to the med bay. He should wake up in an hour or so." he commanded.
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MoonStrider was in a much more comfortable room this time. She assumed it was Megatron trying to butter her up before asking her to be his again. But the numerous amounts of chains and the sedative they had pumped into her really killed the mood. She was more than a little spacy right now, and if she could feel her face she was sure she was drooling. Her helm rolled to the side, her optics glazed and her mouth moving but not forming words.
She could barely see the other side of the room, and couldn't feel most of her body. She wondered what Megatron's game plan was, how he was going to try and convince her to join. Really, he was bad at this whole recruiting thing. Like, he couldda juss gon…
She giggled a bit and rolled her helm to the other side.
They had given her enough drugs to tranquilize a city-former. She unable to think straight and keep a thought going.
She was so out of it that she didn't notice the two beings on the other side of the room.
Megatron glared at the loopy, drooling MoonStrider before him.
The femme, ScarletHowl chuckles as she looked more thoroughly the delusional femme "Look, how mighty have fallen, my lord.." she circles around the femme "She clearly lost her processor."
"With enough sedatives, even you'd be drooling." he said icily, not looking at her.
ScarletHowl scoffs "I really, don't understand what do you find this is now.. dull femme" as if to explain herself "She would be more interesting.. when she is more… active.."
Megatron's glare moved to ScarletHowl.
"A sedated femme is a compliant one." he returned his gaze to MoonStrider. "At Least until the welds a healed and she is properly retrained."
ScarletHowl narrows her eyes and begins to be more serious "I have a disturbing feelings, my lord.." She looks at Megatron gravely "Regarding my.. 'brother'.." Megatron made a noise in the back of his throat. ScarletHowl growls "My..'brother'.. he attempts to join the autobots."
"And how do you know this?" Megatron demanded, still not looking at her. ScarletHowl chuckles darkly "Please, we have special sibling bond, even if he is not aware of that." she twirls her energon sais "Either he blocked me from one side, or he simply forgot about me"
"Watch your tone with me, femme." Megatron hissed. "If what you say is true, then use it. Find out all you can and avoid detection from him. Report to me if anything of importance comes up," he ordered.
"Your words are my command, my lord." she bowed before him, before leaving the tragic lovebirds to themselves, 'I will get him, glitch' she thought secretly to herself.
Megatron stayed for a few moments longer. He walked over to MoonStrider and kneeled in front of her before grabbing her chin and holding her helm upright. Her glazed optics barely focused on him before drifting off. Megatron made a quiet disgusted sound at the oral fluids covering the bottom half of MoonStrider's face. He pulled a cleaning rag from his subspace and cleaned off her face, wiping away the liquid.
MoonStrider smiled sillily up at him, still loopy. Megatron's spark held a flicker of pain at the old, almost forgotten sight. MoonStrider hadn't smiled at him in a long long time, and now the only time she did was when she was drugged and high.
He couldn't resist. Megatron dipped his helm down and captured the lips of his captive. It was brief and sickeningly tender on Megatron's part and sloppy on MoonStrider's.
He pulled back and let go of MoonStrider, stood and left without a single thought, the pain and conflict in his spark angering him.
MoonStrider was left alone again, still drugged and loopy. It wasn't even five minutes later that another person came in, this one stoic, silent, and dark.
Soundwave looked over the femme, seeing her in this state was shameful and uncalling, somehow he felt like he should do something.. He knew how she felt for Megatron, for he too had a forbidden love. He remembered his sparkmate, he used to be his secretary at a clinic, but then the war started and he was forced to shoot down his feelings for the bot of his life, forever enemy of his own sparkmate. Soundwave crouched before the femme, contemplating his actions, doing it would be treason of high class. But, he shook his helm, considering it too dangerous at the moment and so, he got up and left the room.
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"Ugh.." groaned Lightstrider as he started to reboot his system, he put a servo on his helm, shaking it in hopes for it to look clearer "What happened..?" he tried to reminiscence "I thought I heard Uncle Ratchet that he used to date.. Uncle Jetfire."
"You heard right, Lightstrider." a voice said
"That can't be true, isn't it?" he looked at the said uncle. Ratchet sighed from where he sat next to the berth.
"Yes it is, but before you go making assumptions, let me explain." Ratchet said. He sighed yet again and leaned forward in his chair, his elbows resting on his knees. "It was after your creators died. Your sire, my brother… I didn't take it well."
"But I thought you were already sparkbonded" interrupted Lightstrider.
"Yes, I did," Ratchet confirmed, not bothered with the interruption. "But it wasn't working well, and he wasn't around. And needed something- someone to help with the pain. That is where Jetfire came in. He was grieving, too. For his brother, your carrier. He had no one, and nobody knew of my sparkmate, so we took comfort in each other. It was just to help us get through it."
"So.. Uncle Jetfire doesn't love you, truly?" he asked, looks a bit embarrassed.
"No, he has his own sparkmate out there, waiting for him to find them. He knows I have-had- one at the time, so he knew it wasn't anything more than for emotional support."
Lightstrider nods sadly "I miss uncle Jetfire.." Lightstrider looks at him "Did I frightened with my glitch?" Ratchet placed his servo on his.
"A bit, but it was expected."
Lightstrider smiles and attempts to rise from the med berth and with the help of his uncle, he went to see everyone waiting for him, to see him become the first flying teammate of team. The first thing that he noticed was the prime, smiling to him gently. This made the priest to blush and cast his gaze down, yes, the prime officially stole his spark. Optimus smiled.
"Are you ready, Lightstrider?" he asked.
Lightstrider smiles, looking straight into his beloved's bright optic "Yes prime, sir." his composure became determined
"Then stand before me, and be ready to take your pledge to the Autobots." he said, his tone turning serious.
Lightstrider nods, and his face became serious as the tone became serious. his servos balls into fists.
"Respond to everything I say with 'I will,' or 'I do," Optimus said. "Do you, Lightstrider, pledge yourself to the Autobot cause and all we stand for?"
Lightstrider nods, implies "I do."
"Do you pledge to defend that cause and your fellow brothers and sisters in arms?"
"I do." he place his servo on his chestplate.
"Will you protect the innocent, free the imprisoned, and maintain the freedom of all sentient beings?"
"I do." feels a bit more pious is every question rising, confident seem to shine in his personality.
"Then I, Optimus Prime, declare you, Lightstrider, an Autobot, and a member of Team Prime." Optimus declared, placing his servo on Lightstrider's shoulders. The others clapped and cheered for him as Ratchet came over with the patch that would be welded onto his frame to label him an Autobot.
"Where do you want it?" Ratchet asked.
Lightstrider smiles with pride "I want it on the chest" he looks on the rest of his teammates "Let all know, I won't fear the decepticons no longer."
Ratchet transformed his servo into a welder and and welded the patch onto Lightstrider's chassis.
Miko then runs to the pads of Lightstrider "So!" startling the medic and flier "What kind of weapon do you have?!" Lightstrider blinks his optics before taking from his back a stick, and simply swing it light and it transformed into a golden trimmed electron bow all the teen femme could say "WOW, COOL!"
Lightstrider smiled proudly, the decepticons will think twice before aiming at him.
(AN: Another chapter :3
Guest: Yes, there will be always be more chapters for this story.
Luna Uchiha666: It will be interesting, I assure you :D We got Ideeaaasss heheheee
Till all are one!