A/N: Hey Guys! Im baaack! It was my birthday 2 Saturdays ago! Ha ha! Luved it! Saw THG 5 more times!(read the series more than 10 times, rereading Mockingjay at the moment!) Comment in the comments(or as I say the crotch) my fellow THG fans(ONLY ONES WHO ACTUALLY HAVE READ THE TRILOGY SWEET PUMKINS!) on how you feel about Catching Fire coming out on November 22, 2013 and how Gary Ross will NOT continue with the franchise! Also Mockingjay is going to become a two parter! What are your opinions on this guys? Yes? No? Comment in the crotch young ones! Oh and for you posers who think you are a fan of THG just because you say the movie, THIINK AGAIN, your not, and if you are, tell me who Madge Undersee is. Also I got another question! Team Peeta(sorry Bitches I know u love him and all but Josh Hutcherson/Peeta Mellark is mine, called dibs when I read the book and when I saw Josh Hutcherson in Zathura and Bridge To Terebithia), or…Team Gale(you can have him all you want honey munchkins), ooooor…Team Haymitch(Josh and Liam made this team up), or if you're a guy(who is obviously STRAIGHT) Team Katniss! All right im interrupting your time from the story my sweets, comment in the crotch your opinions and LEGGO SEE WHERE WE HAVE LEFT OFF!
As Optimus walked out of his quarters, Strika followed him out of the room. Optimus marched into the control room and asked Ratchet if he could track Arcee's life signal.
"I don't know if it is a computer glitch or something else; but her life signal is right here!" Arcee looked all around, up, down, left, right,-she even did a whole 360. She didn't see any femme anywhere.
"If fact, right next to you," Rachet continued.
Arcee was in awe when she heard this because, for a fact. She was the only bot/con standing next to the Prime. She was about to scream out to them, WHO EVER ARCEE IS, SHE ISNT HERE! But she dodnt get the chance. Because she woke up, with the data pad she saw Optimus holding in his hand just moments ago. The one which had the poem of common Cybertronian printed on it, the one which had the photo of him and this Arcee hugging, the one which made him cry. .…
"I don't see her life signal anymore," Rachet explained to Optimus in a pitiful tone. Funny because Strika just left her "dream" at the same time. Optimus hung his head and leaned against the railing of the platform. Prime then jolted up, with an idea, he thought of his sparkbond, how him and Arcee knew her location, thoughts, pains, joys, etc. He thought for a moment. In a few seconds he knew her exact pinpointed location, but then suddenly he felt a strange phenomenon started to occur. He began to think like a decepticon, strange thought to kill everyone in the room. He instantly ended the connection. He walked away, shaking his head and entered his quarters. But, what the Autobot leader didn't realize that Arcee WAS there, yet she wasn't there as Arcee the Autobot he knew and loved. Arcee was now the Decepticon with a totally different identity. Strika was a totally new Bot/Con. New personality, looks, feelings, thoughts, ect. And so for one of the few times in his Prime life. Optimus, wept.
Strika roamed the halls of the Nemesis, clutching the datapad to her chassis. She didn't know what this feeling was, she was still learning about these new "feelings" she felt every time she thought of Optimus. She was totally oblivious about the fact she was meant to be an Autobot and was sparkbonded with the Autobot leader. Strika tried to shake it away and held her head don low and walked fast towards the MedBay.
"Knockout, have you seen Meagtron? I want to ask him something," Arcee eagerly asked.
"No, why? But I have seen a mighty nice frame wandering around here about now," Knockout smirked and leaned over the medical desk. Strika, moved a claw and smacked Knockout on the cheekplate. She turned on her heel and strutted quickly away.
"Damn, she is feisty. I like it," Knockout murmured as he got back to work.
Strika walked into the Command Center and found Megatron, turned back, hands behind him, looking out the clear wall.
"Lord Megatron, I have a query," Strika mentioned as she quickly saluted her leader.
"What is it Strika? Does it involve any reports with the Autobots? If not, I suggest you exit now," Megatron exclaimed, back still turned towards her. He raised his claw and Strika lowered her arm from her forehead.
"Actually, it does involve the Autobots, Lord Megatron. Actually, this certain report involves their leader. Optimus Prime," Strika exclaimed as she slowly walked towards the tyrant. Megatron's attention was then finally reached. He turned his head and looked over his shoulder at the small femme.
"Continue," Megatron said darkly.
"It involves an account I received just a few clicks ago, I seem to have received their leaders weakness. He has a love for a small femme named, Arcee." Megatron was then jolted up. Has she found out about our plans? Has our weapon turned against us? He thought. "It seems that this is a new weakness about their leader. Thank you for receiving this information, Strika," Megatron quickly spoke, " You may go now," He quickly ushered her out. Strika bowed and quickly left. I'm going to find out what's going on, I think our fearless leader is hiding a few secrets of his own. Strika thought and she walked to her quarters fell into stasis.
Strika found herself in another dream. She walked around through Optimus room, it was large, much larger than her own, defiantly. She looked over and saw that the Autobot leader was also in stasis on his berth. She turned around and saw a mech overcastting her. She looked up and saw that it was Optimus Prime. But not exactly, it was his mind escaping into the dream realm. She was terrified, she never met him up close and she didn't want to hurt him after all he has went through. Damn it! Now she felt pity! She quivered in fear tried to run but was supposedly glued in place. Optimus looked down at the femme. He thought She resembles much like Arcee, long legs, facial structure, her optics may be red but they have the same warm feeling as Arcee had. She even made the little sound she makes when she is scared. Optimus didn't want to hurt the suspicious femme but he didn't trust her very much either. He looked on her wing struts and saw the Decepticon insignia on it. He quickly lowered his head to meet her optics and asked darkly, "Young femme, who are you and what are you doing here?" To be honest Optimus saw to intention to hurt her. He felt a presence that told him not to hurt her. She seemed like Arcee, but he didn't know it was Arcee.
"I-I-I don't know, I just appeared here after I fell into stasis. I don't know what I am doing here really, please don't hurt me," For the first time Strika felt fear, but she was in the territory of a Prime. But Optimus was thrown back. She even SOUNDED like Arcee! But a tad bit, she had the same strong voice that always calmed his nerves after a fight. He immediately took her arm and jerked her towards a wall. Pinning her there, but in a chasse action. His spark belonged to Arcee, no one else. Even is this random femme resembled her he didn't care. But there was something that told him this was Arcee, he gave the decepticon a kiss. Strika didn't know what was happening, but she leaned in. She liked it, but was startled when the Prime broke it. "I had to check, I don't know but it maybe," he murmured. And his figure slowly disappeared. She then saw the prime sit straight up in his berth and touch his mouthplates, murmur something incomprehensible and walked out of the room. Strika then strived to know what the last thing he said was, she didn't know what it means but she knew it was for her. She then awoke from her vision and curled up on her berth and hung her head low.
Thanks for reading little ducks! I hope u enjoyed, I mixed it up a bit! Too and special thanks to my sista friend here: [Gurlindacornr] read her stories they are amazing! She is by bestfriend and deserves as many amazing people reviewing her stories like u guys! Thanks for reading and remember to comment in the crotch the question I asked in the A/N up there! Thanks loves! 3 hugs and kisses! Bunny Out!