***Author*** OK, first off, sorry it's SOOO long! O.o please take your time, but Idea city hit me…so…yeah…forgive me and enjoy.
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"I like your reflexes. I'm usually able to surprise everyone with the first attack…are you a cyber ninja?"
"No. I just know how to tell if someone's behind me"
"Impressive. Heh. You should consider it though. You'd make a great ninja."
"Lemme guess, You're into cyberjitsu"
"Good guess"
"It's fascinating…but I'm not 'still' enough for all of that."
"I suppose that's alright. I'm Mirage, What's your name?"
"Fire-Storm…and I have no intention of being treated like a toy while I'm here, got me? You mechs try to rush into things all the time, it's getting on my nerves."
"Understood. Let us start out as friends then"
***H***
Fire-Storm quickly opened her optics and sat up with a gasp. She looked around and then stood up, reaching for a sai. The base was quiet…and dark…wait- was it nighttime? The femme looked at the windows and then towards the clock. 1:30 am flashed on the screen. Oh great, now they were staying in a bachelor pad? I don't think so!
"Teletraan five. This is Fire-Storm, access code 2915…Scan the ship, are my sisters on board?"
"…Scanners read Negative."
"When I get my hands on Ice-Star" Fire-Storm frowned and shut down her communicator and walked for the living room…The femme looked around and spotted Lightning-Strike curled up on the couch. With a frown, the red femme made her way over and shook her sister's shoulder gently. "Bolt…Bolt wake up."
"mmm…" Lightning looked up slightly…and a smile came to her face. "Hi Spit-Fire, you feel better now?"
"It's night, we need to get to the Alexon…when did you get in?"
"Some time before dark…Bulkhead took me to a thing called an 'art show' after they picked me up from my mission." Lightning stretched to where she was laying on her back and looking at her sister upside-down. She smiled tiredly and tilted her head. "Why do we need to get back to the ship?"
"It's night." Fire-Storm retorted, looking around. "Where's Ice-Star?"
"I dunno…Last time I saw her, she came back from the park with Optimus." Lightning smiled and put her hands together. "I've gotta thank her for my mission…EEE! Ice-Star's soooo nice!"
"Mission?" Fire-Storm looked down towards her sister. "What mission?"
"Ice-Star told me to deliver a descrambler to-"
"ICE-STAR LET YOU SEE BLURR?"
Lightning-Strike paused and then sat up, looking confused. "Yeah-…didn't get to talk to him- he was busy…" The younger femme watched her sister as the red femme got an exasperated look on her face and looked to the side, seething. "Uhm- I did go through a little trouble though, I had a pursuit of a human of all things…I got to see the cute police cars again! Oh! And I also found out that the humans call Blurr 'the mysterious Blue Racer'. Isn't it cute?" Lightning-Strike blinked at her sister's silence…she looked around slightly and then looked back. "Hey hey- I didn't tell any of the Autobots though. I figured maybe you'd be proud of me if I kept it all a hush hush, like a Real Elite Guard agent, right?" Lighting smiled proudly…before her smile faded into a look of confusion… "Right?"
Fire-Storm was glaring at the ground, fists clenched. She seemed to be having a wave of thoughts going through her processor, and she wasn't very attentive…she finally looked up and frowned. "Bolt, get to the ship." She muttered lowly.
"But Sari told Ice-Star that she was gonna take us to the police convention-"
Fire-Storm frowned and crossed her arms. "Bolt…"
Lightning-Strike paused and then got up slowly, looking somewhat beat. "Um…I'll uh- see you at the ship then…" Slowly, the young femme gave her sister a small hug, before she headed off for the exit, transformed and drove away.
Fire-Storm watched the girl head off, and then put a hand to her helmet. "Computer, locate Ice-Star."
"…Vector 0-0-5"
Fire-Storm frowned and then headed upwards. When she finally got to the roof, she looked around, making sure both of her sai were out…lest one of the mechs were playing night owl as well. She scanned the area, before she noticed Ice-Star standing on the edge of the building, apparently watching the city from where she stood.
Fire-Storm frowned and slowly walked over, unsure of what exactly Ice-Star was so interested in…she looked from her sister, to the rest of the city, then back again.
"I've noticed something, Fire-Storm…" Ice-Star muttered without turning, "These humans…they act almost like us Autobots…I mean…they all talk about peace…prosperity and friendship…And yet they're powerless to stop anything bad from happening…"
"It's pathetic, isn't it?" Fire-Storm muttered, frowning.
"In a way…" Ice-Star turned to her sister and smiled sadly. "But then again it's not really their fault…in a way it is…it's like…something had to have happened…that started all this." Ice-Star glanced back. "It's too bad…they miss their chances…"
"Please don't tell me you're getting attached to the humans." Fire-Storm crossed her arms and looked over the city.
"Why?" Ice-Star looked confused. "They've done nothing wrong to us…and Sari's been really helpful to us, you have to give her that."
"OK, it's possible that I may like her a little." Fire-Storm looked to the side. "Don't tell anyone but…I don't want to see any harm come to that little twit…And if that little wanna be Autobot does anything to her…"
"I highly doubt it." Ice-Star smiled softly. "From what I've seen, Bumblebee adores that little girl. Albeit, they are very young, younger than even Lightning-Strike. It may not be sappy, but it is love."
"Hah." Fire-Storm looked away and walked towards the edge of the building.
"Oh, in the morning, I have to discuss something with you and Bolt" Ice-Star frowned, looking away. "Optimus…gave me information about that BlackArchnia character…"
"Great…"Glancing back slightly the red femme formed a slight glare in her optics. "So…We're NOT going to leave romance out of the equation huh?" She asked with distain in her voice.
"Huh?" Ice-Star looked up, and then frowned. "Fire-Storm…both of us were busy…and…Bolt hasn't seen Blurr for almost two Stellar Cycle-"
"YOU said that it would be in the way if ANY of us felt anything during this war." Fire-Storm pointed at her sister accusingly. "And you even told Blurr to lay off until we all got back to Cybertron; not that I would support to him being around either way."
Ice-Star frowned deeper and looked at Fire-Storm evenly. "Stop it. I trust Blurr. He won't let anything distract him from his mission."
"Well I don't, and I don't appreciate you changing rules behind my back."
"I wasn't! I just figured they'd want to at least SEE each other after a long time of being apart!" Ice-Star frowned and put a hand on Fire-Storm's shoulder. "Don't let what happened to you affect Bolt, ok? Love is a good thing"
"Yeah right." Fire-Storm swatted Ice-Star's hand away from her and pointed again. "Love's good huh? Then what about Optimus?"
Ice-Star paused, and then growled softly. "Don't go there…"
"If you can hold on, then SO CAN I!" Fire-Storm glared at her sister, before she plain jumped off the roof, flipped, and landed on all fours on the ground. Ice-Star winced and looked over to make sure her sister was ok. What she saw was a retreating red car heading for the ship. Ice-Star frowned and looked back to the city…She had a point.
Fire-Storm had been hurt deeper than she had…if she was willing to let the past affect her…
Ice-Star looked down towards her hands…when did everything go dark for this team? She looked back up, reflecting on yesterday…it looked like things were going well…you know…before he mentioned…
***FlashB***
Ice-Star grunted as she landed harshly on the ground after she gave Bolt her mission. "I have GOT to work on those landings!" She muttered, trying to gain her bearings. "That report is not going to go well tomorrow…" She sighed and paused when she noticed a hand being offered to her. Optimus stood above her, offering his hand to her. "Still working on flying I take it?"
"Yeah…you would not believe how hard it is…" She hesitantly accepted his help and got up. Slightly dusting off one of her wings, she looked back at the Autobot. He was smiling at her. "I would imagine that it would be pretty darn hard. I don't know if I could ever do it"
"Hey now, Kup said you were the 'optimistic' one"
"I suppose…" Optimus smiled again.
Ice-Star caught herself and gently retracted her hand from his. She took a few steps, looking around at the lake. A few boats were out…over a ways there were some humans fishing…well out of audio range though. Ice-Star smiled and put her hands behind her back, enjoying the slight breeze. All things considered…she was liking this planet more and more…who created this?
She let a sigh escape her as she thought about her project. She REALLY didn't want to report to Ultra Magnus that the air project was only half successful.
"Ice-Star…is there anything you want to talk about? You've seemed…down…a lot." Optimus took a few steps up and thought carefully about his words. "You know you can always talk…to get things off your chest…you know…to me"
Ice-Star was silent for a while, before she looked over to Optimus and debated with herself. "Well…I…guess it's been hard for me to be around you…like I said…I've…wanted to go back to Cybertron." She looked over towards him slowly. "But…slowly I'm becoming more and more attached to this planet…I guess I have you to blame."
Optimus actually smiled at that, Ice-Star returning the favor. The femme looked back at the lake. "I don't know what to do with Fire-Storm…she's been blowing off your mechs like bad motor oil to a gas tank…and I wish I could find the all-spark pieces quickly."
"Ice-Star…the way I see it, is that the time between all-spark sightings allows us to rest…and helps us to pick each other up." Optimus looked over to her and gently put his hand on her shoulder. "That incident on Cybertron…I should have never let it happen."
"…Optimus please-"
"Just hear me out…" Optimus looked to the side, and then looked back to her. "What Sentinel, Elita, and I did to you…it was dishonest. I know you worked hard, and we ruined it for you…I never meant for it to get as bad as it did…"
"…What hurt the most was the fact that the one I cared about the most was a part of it…" Ice-Star crossed her arms and looked away.
"Ice-Star…"
The femme glanced behind briefly, then looked back over the lake. "I guess…the reason it hurts is because…I still.." she paused and finally just stopped. What do I do now? The last think I want is for him to feel sorry for me.
"I never meant to hurt you."
"…I know." Ice-Star looked over slightly. "You three were too focused on your intentions than the possible outcome." She paused. "Still…I can't help but wonder if we can ever get back to where we were."
"I look forward to the possibility"
"Maybe we'll be a team again…you know without Sentinel…or Elita…" Ice-Star looked back to the water. "But…I too look forward to it."
Optimus began to smile at her, before it faded. "Ice-Star…there's something you should know." He said, his voice changing from that of hope, to despair. Ice-Star looked over at him curiously, as though she didn't want another apology. Optimus frowned briefly. "Ice-Star, do you remember when Fore-Storm got attacked by BlackArachnia?"
"Yes? I'm planning on asking her more about-"
"Ice-Star, BlackArachnia IS Elita-1"
"…What?" Ice-Star paused and took a step back as though the mere statement suddenly confused all logic out of her. A wave of disbelief hit her as she continued to look at the Autobot leader. "No way. Don't even joke about that, Optimus. It's not funny."
Optimus continued to look at her levelly…stern but soft…
Ice-Star let this sink in…He was dead serious. "You're not joking…HOW? How can that-…thing be Elita-1? Moreover- …as much as I really didn't like her in the academy-, She's an AUTOBOT…We don't attack our own kind!" She paused and looked to the side. "Save for Fire-Storm."
"I know this is hard to swallow- but it's true, Ice-Star…" Optimus took a step up. "Remember when you and Pashmina warned us not to go to that organic planet? Well Sentinel took us there anyways…and we were attacked by huge organic spiders…Elita tried to use her downloading powers on them and ended up infecting herself…" He looked down in slight shame. "Now she's resolved to never trust an Autobot again…or never stop her quest to being fully Autobot again…because…I left her behind."
"…YOU left her behind?" Ice-Star looked up a look of disbelief in her optics…Optimus looked up towards her and nodded. Ice-Star stood still for a good minute. Well THIS made everything right, DIDN'T IT? Not only did she have a problem with being around the mech who tore her spark, NOW she finds out he left Elita BEHIND? If that was the case…what would stop him from leaving her behind in the future? Taking a step back, she gave him an accusing look. Mentally she was trying to figure out what to do next...Should she still give him a second chance? Completely chuck him out…or maybe…
Optimus could see the distain in Ice-Star's optics. She was confused, upset, and unsure. "Please Ice-Star…I didn't mean for all this to happen, I give you my word. There's nothing I want more than for everything to smooth out. If I could take it all back, I would." He paused and his voice got lower. "I'd rather have myself go through the pain that I've caused…"
Ice-Star looked back at the Autobot before her…Still the emotions flooded her…and Optimus looked so sincere…Her spark tightened within her as silence fell over the two Autobots, a feeling of the unknown and the known washing over them…what would happen…
***End Flash***
Ice-Star looked down from looking at the city…she had left after the moment had been too long. She still wasn't sure what to think of this…she didn't want to hate him anymore…at the same time she loathed him…at the same time…she…
The blue femme put a hand to her head, before she jumped off the roof, transformed and flew off for the ship, wishing she NEVER took this mission in the first place.
***OP***
Optimus found it hard to sleep…thoughts were flooding his head…how he betrayed Ice-Star by using her work against her…how he abandoned Elita…how he kept Sentinel from helping her…
Was he even fit to call himself an Autobot?
The Autobot leader looked off to the side, his thoughts being too heavy for him. If it were up to him, he'd take everything back…but he couldn't. Now he was paying the price for his mistakes. Would he ever get relief from his past? With a sigh, he finally slipped into recharge, wishing the night away…
***H***
Fire-Storm drove in the new morning light…Ice-Star's meeting could wait…For some strange reason the cool morning air was inviting…and Fire-Storm was enjoying the breeze against her vehicle mode. As she sped on the bridges of the city, she observed everything reviving from the night. She herself only recharged for only about four megacycles, but it was hard to sleep when your little sister is giggling in her dreams, talking about her stupid Mechfriend…
For some strange reason she was resenting her harshness towards Bolt. She didn't want her to be hurt…and there was no way anyone could convince her that she was safe. Though…the Autobots had been helpful and generous. She was getting disgusted with herself…she was actually starting to CARE about those stupid mechs…
What she really wanted to know was why Prowl was being so patient with her…everyone else on the team gave her space. Prowl never retreated… Everyone else either avoided to talk to her or had something smart to say to her. Prowl spoke with his optics. Most everyone else would be taken down if she was forced to train with them. In the woods…Prowl had won…
WHY was he doing this? WHAT did he want?
Half of her wanted to run him through with her sai…the other half wanted to find out what made this mech…different…Fire-Storm shook it off as much as she could. She didn't want to dwell on this subject…Mechs were trouble…always have been, always will be. Right? The red car continued her driving…as she watched the sunrise, her driving slowed slightly. She couldn't help but be mesmerized by the morning and the evening sky. It was like someone had painted the sky! It was…so pretty….
"Hey Baby! Over here! Nice Build yah got there!"
What the? Fire-Storm took a moment as the silence was broken and adjusted her rear view mirrors. Two large Construction vehicles were following her…and they were getting on her nerves. What exactly did these humans want anyways? With a growl, she sped up to try and lose them.
"Hey don't be that way baby! Slow down and have some fun!"
Behind her, the construction vehicles sped up as well, throwing pickup lines and flirts in her direction. Fire-Storm sped up…this was EXACTLY why she hated mechs! OK ok, calm down Fire…these humans obviously didn't know that she was an Autobot officer…TRYING to get some PEACE!
"Hey baby, what's the rush? Let's get some oil together!"
"Don't be that way baby, common!"
The two were laughing behind her, speeding up and continuing their…'assault'. Fire-Storm growled…this was going to stop NOW. Quickly she transformed, back flipped and pointed her blaster at the two vehicles. "Alright I've had it" she snarled. "Either you two humans knock it off, or I will drag you both and PERSONALLY dump you in the lake!"
"Yo Scrap! Lookie what we got here!"
Much to Fire-Storm's surprise, the two Construction vehicles transformed as well. The group was silent for all of three seconds, before one of the Mechs looked over to his friend. "Yo Mix, yah think we're not the only big robots around here?"
"Looks that way, eh?"
"Hey- that symbol on her…I feel like I've seen it before!"
"Who cares?" Mix grinned and pulled himself up. "We got a lady present, heh heh!" Mix took a few steps up and grinned. "Hey baby, lookin' good! Yah wanna get outta this dump and go get some oil?"
"No." With a yell, the femme took her blasters and fired…just to find out that they only sputtered and backfired lightly. Right…that scuffle with Prowl…After a second of embarrassment, the femme took out instead her dark sai and ran at them, punching Mix clean across the face. The mech stumbled a bit and shook his head. He didn't really expect a little thing like her to throw such a blow.
"Hey- common baby, why don't you play nice?" Mix turned and reached for her, just to be stopped by her sai slashing at his wrist. "OW!" Reeling back his hand he stumbled back and looked up, seeing the femme in a fighting stance and a scowl on her face. Scrapper winced and looked over to his buddy. "hey, yo, Mix. Maybe we should leave 'er alone. I mean she seems a little mad"
"Nah, she just don't know how to play right." Mix looked over. "She ain't mad."
"No…I'm not mad…I'M FURIOUS!" With that much said, the red femme transformed, drove at them at full speed…transformed again and planted both feet in MixMaster's 'gut', causing him to stumble and fall off the bridge. Fire-Storm panted slightly…these guys were big, she needed all she had. Growling, she turned towards Scrapper who winced and put up his hands. "Hey- hey now sweetie…I don't want no trouble, kay?"
"Too late, slag heap." She twirled her sai and put them together. "I'm the Definition of trouble…Boo!"
Scrapper took a step back, before he stumbled and clean fell off the bridge as well. "OW"
Fire-Storm looked down from the bridge and scoffed at the sight way down below.
"Get offa me you big lug!"
"I'm tryin'! That girl's dynamite, Mix!"
"Ah shut up, she's not as tough as we are! But with as quick as she attacked, She's probably hiding some killer oil! We gotta get back up there!"
Oil? Sheesh what a couple of idiots. Getting ready for a second attack, Fire-Storm stopped, noticing flying bots above her…Were those the stupid news bots Bumblebee liked so much? She could hear something from them…very faint…
"Were coming to you live, where one of the Autobots has picked a fight with the two robots who have been terrorizing the oil companies and evading police all morning. So far She's brought the brutes down, but it looks like they're coming back for more."
Oh great, now she was some human spectacle? As if. Quickly swinging one of her sai, the blade struck the three hovering bots and shorted them out. The bots fell to the ground and the sai fell into her hand. Fire-Storm growled and turned, transforming and quickly speeding away back for the ship.
***AX***
"So far all I'm seeing is the fact that it would be better if they were briefed that they can only fly while in vehicle mode." Ice-Star looked up at the screen in parade rest. Above her was the image of Ultra Magnus who was listening intently on her report. The blue femme looked to the side lightly, before looking back. "While in vehicle mode, flying is a whole lot easier, but it would be a good idea if the soldiers learned how to use the vehicle mode's weapons."
"Very good Ice-Star Prime. This will help us with our project. Our newest test subjects, JetFire and JetStorm have already begun the process of putting these new powers to use. Any more information you discover will be most helpful." The older Mech replied.
Ice-Star nodded and looked to the side, where Lightning-Strike was typing into the computer, ready to send brief files to Cybertron. "My sisters and I have engaged only two Decepticons so far. Blitzwing and Swindle. For some reason the Decepticons seem; I dunno…quiet."
"Do not drop your guard, Ice-Star Prime. You must always be on the watch, because the Decepticons may strike at an hour you aren't aware of." Ultra Magnus replied seriously. "Keep watching, and keep your assignments up. I understand that not all the time things will go smoothly; but you are to press on either way."
"Yes sir." Ice-Star looked up and nodded. "When will the twins be ready for action?"
"Stand by for that. Based on the information you have given us so far, It won't be long before we are able to send them in for action." Ultra Magnus looked towards her. "How is the recovering of the All-Spark?"
"So far it's been slow. The pieces show up when they please, sir."
"Very well. Do what you can. Cybertron out" The picture of Ultra Magnus went away, and Ice-Star looked towards Lightning-Strike. "Have you sent those files yet or what?"
"OR what, sounds like a reasonable answer" Lightning giggled, fiddling with the controls. "I was debating on letting my agent send us what he discovered first. I mean, didn't he tell you that he thinks he knows where Mega-Jerk's hide out is?"
Ice-Star looked away, typing into a different keyboard. "Yes, he's looking into that. But I think he needs more time…besides, Cliffjumper will need those files so Longarm Prime and-" She paused as she heard a crash, then looked over to Lightning-Strike, who had somehow fell out of her chair backwards. Lightning giggled softly. "Sorry"
Shaking her head, Ice-Star went back to the keyboard, while Lightning-Strike went back to the files and then sent them. "Hey Star? Thanks for letting me…you know"
"Don't mention it. I figured you'd enjoy it."
"I did!...but- now I wanna talk to him" Lightning-Strike shuffled in her seat and looked over. "You think I could just-"
"No…not now. First I need you and Fire-Storm. I have something to discuss with you both" Ice-Star looked to the side. "Where exactly did she go?"
"Dunno" Lighting smiled and looked on the monitors. "I don't think she went to the Autobot base without us."
"You couldn't convince me that she'd go without us…huh?" The two femmes looked over as Fire-Storm walked in, muttering something about these stupid mechs never quit.
"Morning Spit-Fire!" Lightning got up and glomped the red femme. "Sleep well?"
"I guess." Fire-Storm looked over and gently shoved Lightning away, before looking up. "Hey Star, I think I got information for you."
"So do I. It's about BlackArachnia"
"I don't want to hear about Pro-…what?" Fire-Storm looked over, suddenly curious. "What do you mean? That little twit of a spider two weeks ago?" The femme frowned. "I was going to look into that but I figured it wasn't worth it."
"Well it is, more than you think. Remember when the Elite guard reported an Autobot femme gone M.I.A. and presumed offline?" Ice-Star looked up and frowned. "That's her. BlackArachnia is the missing Autobot Elita-1"
"What?"
"You're kidding!"
Fire-Storm and Lightning looked to each other, before Lightning took a step up. "Well let's don't just stand here, let's go find her and get her back to Cybertron!"
"We can't, she's already joined the Decepticons." Ice-Star frowned. "And I'm not going after her, no I have no idea what she's capable of"
"Slag!" Fire-Storm clenched her fists. "Is the universe in Chaos? There's NO bot we can trust anymore!"
"That's not true, Fire." Ice-Star looked over. "Optimus and his Autobots are our team, and we're going to trust them."
"What?" Fire-Storm looked up. "You mean after all that talk of not wanting to be around them, now you're defending them?"
"Yes." Ice-Star turned to her fully. "We're not going to have a problem with that are we?"
Fire-Storm and Ice-Star stared at each other for a while, before Fire-Storm finally stood down and crossed her arms. "Yes Commander…" she muttered, looking to the side. Lightning looked over and wrapped her arms around one of Fire-Storm's arms, looking over at Ice-Star. "So, what can we do?"
"Nothing. We have to continue with what we got. And we're going to work together with the Autobots as a team. We still have to find the All-Spark pieces and guard against the Decepticons" Ice-Star replied, wondering how exactly they would keep this up.
"That reminds me." Fire-Storm finally said after a moment. "I just ran into two jerky mechs who didn't seem to have any faction."
"Oh?" Ice-Star looked over interested. "What did they look like?"
Fire-Storm paused and then pointed towards the screen at a broadcast being picked up. "Like that."
The trio looked over towards the human broadcast. "Chaos erupted down town when two giant robots wreaked havoc at Maramba Bros Auto supply. They made off with a ton of motor oil before evading police with a Smokescreen. Not long after they were discovered further downtown, fighting with one of the Autobots, before both sides were separated, and technical difficulties were had with our reporting bots."
Ice-Star paused when she saw her sister on the screen fighting with two large mechs, before they were forced off the bridge. She gave a look towards Fire-Storm who frowned. "THEY started it, Star" she growled.
"For some reason I believe you" Ice-Star replied, looking back to the screen. "I think these bots were a part of Optimus' information that I looked over…I think it would be best if we put a stop to what they're doing to the humans."
"Then what? Slag 'em? Throw 'em off the planet?"
"…I have no Idea…" Ice-Star looked from Fire-Storm to Lightning-Strike. "Bolt, I want you to go over to the Autobot base and get them for us. No doubt they'll know more about handling these gross guzzlers than we do"
"Wouldn't it be better to just com them?"
"Actually we can't" Ice-Star cleared her throat. "This morning I was fiddling with the master controls, and…an energon pulse went out. I figure we've got another megacycle before they work properly."
"Lovely" Lightning giggled and then saluted. "I got your back sis!" Quickly she ran out of the ship and drove off. Ice-Star looked to Fire-Storm and nodded. "You're with me, Fire. We'll get them away from the city"
"Right" Fire-Storm nodded and took out her sai, ready for the day to begin.
***AB***
"Looks like MixMaster and Scrapper are back and up to their old habits." Optimus looked towards his group. "And have made easy enemies with Fire-Storm."
"Everyone's Fire-Storm's enemy" Bumblebee retorted, looking up towards the other bots.
"That may be, but she's still an Autobot. Not to mention, she and the rest of the team don't know much about them. We need to inform them about those two." Optimus looked to the screen, then back. "Either way we have to get to them before Megatron does."
"Well then we better hurry" Bumblebee raised his arm, that was slightly leaking Oil. "'Cause they're halfway to being Decepticons already!"
As the team left, Sari started to join them, before Optimus stopped her. "No, not this time Sari. They nearly took your head off last time. Not to mention it's a good possibility the trio is out there dealing with them, and you could end up hurt."
"But Lightning's my friend, she wouldn't hurt me!" Sari protested. "And Ice-Star told me that she was getting attached to me like a sister- I wouldn't think she'd do anything."
"It's not Ice-Star or Lightning-Strike I'm worried about. It's Fire-Storm. When she's angry in a fight, she doesn't stop for almost anyone" Optimus put his finger up. "Just stay here, you'll be safe."
"But-…" Sari didn't get any farther as she watched her friends leave. Crossing her arms she let out a huff. "How will they find them without my key? I'm part of the team aren't I? Why would they leave me all alone?...hmm" A slow smile came to her face as the imagination of a little girl caught up to her.
***T***
Ice-Star looked around from where she flew. She could see Fire-Storm, and she was intent on following her sister to the place that she had seen them. The time grew…she could see nothing worth chasing…except the fact that one of the roads down there had a trail of oil on it. Someone's car obviously needed a tune up. When Fire-Storm transformed below, Ice-Star dove, and then transformed…landing on her feet, and then suddenly landing on her back…
Fire-Storm paused and looked over with wide optics of surprise. Ice-Star got up and dusted herself off. "OK…I need more flying practice."
"Either that, or you need to slow down when you decide to land" Fire-Storm said sarcastically, before looking around more. "Last time I saw them they were below this bridge. I'm thinking a scan would help."
"A scan? That only works with Decepticons." Ice-Star looked over. "Didn't you say these mechs had no faction?"
"Slag." Fire-Storm looked over and crossed her arms. "That means we have to do a manual search" The red femme looked over. Ice-Star nodded and looked around, before she jumped off the bridge, transformed and flew off. At that motion, Fire-Storm transformed and drove off for the city…Those bozos said something about oil when they hit on her…maybe she could try that…
Ice-Star however was flying higher into the sky, positioning herself towards the city. OK, she saw them on the screen…this should be easy from the air, right? It's not like humans had about a hundred of the same vehicle…she paused as she realized what she was thinking…right…how could she be that stupid? With a sigh the jet sped up in the air, looking down. Police cars, semi trucks, cars…cars…cars…an ambulance speeding to an emergency…maybe Ratchet?...no, it was heading for the 'Popsicle'. Lesse…cars…cars…a motorcycle driving itself…cars…ca- what?
The jet turned herself around and suddenly turned on her scanner…yep Prowl was down there…two blocks away from him was the actual Ratchet…were they looking for something? After a while, the jet-fem concluded to herself that they were after the same thing that she and Fire-Storm were…looks like Lightning-Strike got to the base after all.
With a quick turn to the right, the jet attempted to locate Optimus. She was pretty sure he'd know more about what they were chasing than what she- ACK! Ice-Star let out a yelp as a bigger jet plowed past her. With a yelp, she went down, nose first, spinning as she did so. Trying to regain her bearings, she caught sight of the jet that plowed past her and continued to fly without care.
"Blitzwing-"
SPLASH!
***AB***
Lightning-Strike transformed as she finally got a block away from the Autobot base, before she ran for it. With a smile on her face, the femme thought about all she would do today with her friends…you know- right after they finished this mission. In all reality, she couldn't wait till her agent was done with his mission so he could join the team. She giggled at the possibility; she just could NOT wait for-…what the-
Lighting gasped and skidded to a stop when she noticed the door…there was a large hole in it! Slowly nearing the sight, she glanced in, looking around. Ok, a few things had been knocked over…and for some strange reason there were candy bar wrappers all over the floor. With a blink, the femme took a few steps in and looked around. "uh… hello?"
There was no answer. It kind of reminded her of one of those 'creature features' that Bee liked so much. She didn't understand why…each time he put one on, she wished Blurr was around…ehhh…Trying to push those thoughts aside, she looked around once more. She could hear something from the hall way faintly.
"Quit foolin' around! Let's find some oil!"
Lightning-Strike paused and pressed her back against a wall. She didn't recognize that voice. Frowning, the femme paused briefly and then stepped into the hallway…and froze. Two VERY large mechs were coming down the hall way, before they stopped walking, noticing the yellow femme. The room was silent for the next few seconds, before Lightning took a step back, unsure. For some reason she had no cute comments to spew out at them…no, they didn't look like the type she'd even think about teasing.
"Aw hey look, another babe comes to greet us."
"I dunno, Mix. That other one wasn't very friendly"
"Aw common, let's get her to show us where the oil is, and maybe she can entertain"
Lightning-Strike blinked, and the frowned, reaching for her whip handle by her waist. "What are you doing in here? I don't believe my friends invited you."
"They DIDN'T! HAH!" Out of nowhere, Sari came out wielding a hockey stick and rolling on roller skates. She quickly struck one of the bots with the stick and skidded to a stop close to Lightning. After a moment, the stick broke, leaving Sari wincing. "OK…that's as far as my plan got."
"You little pipsqueak…" Mix frowned and promptly began to reach for the girl. Lightning gasped and quickly powered up her whip and struck the large buffoon's arm. A yelp and the Construction bot fell over, landing on his buddy. Lightning retracted her whip, scooped up Sari and immediately started running for the stairs, holding Sari protectively.
"What the-?"
Lightning continued to run, heading up the stairs and as fast as her legs would take her finally got to a room and panted, looking back slightly. She had to make sure she was ready for a possible fight. "Man- I didn't know my first fight would be like this…"
"First fight? You mean you've never fought without your sisters before?" Sari asked, looking up in mild horror at the teen-femme. Lightning-Strike looked over and chuckled nervously. "Well I have done maybe three missions with Blu—" She paused and looked over to the side, before she held Sari closer, hearing steps coming up the stairway. "Maybe Jerkface was right…maybe I'm not cut out for the Elite Guard."
"Don't say that Lightning. Whoever told you that is just that. A jerkface" Sari looked over, frowning at her friend. "Who told you that?"
"Sentinel" Lightning looked over, blinking. "He's like, Second in command-…you know- even though all the Primes are equal in rank."
"Well Sentinel's a jerk" Sari crossed her arms. "And he can't talk about you like that."
"Sentinel's…someone that can't be ignored…" Lightning's optics seemed to narrow slightly. "Commander told me not to listen, but he doesn't realize how much it hurts."
"He? I thought Ice-Star was your Commander?"
"Oh-" Lightning looked over sheepishly. "Well yeah- Star's my over all platoon Commander- but I'm in training to be an intelligence agent, and my Mechfriend's my Commander"
"Ahh, you mean the one we were teasing you about yesterday?" Sari smirked slightly, looking up at the femme. Lightning blushed and looked down with a sheepish grin. "Yeah"
"Well, he's one lucky guy then"
Lightning looked over and smiled at the small human. "You're sweet-."
CRASH!
"…I can't believe I actually forgot about those guys" Lightning muttered somewhat sarcastically. She went silent for a moment and peeked out of the door…the two bumbling mechs were searching in each door, intent on finding the ones who were 'hiding' the oil. Lightning frowned and put her back against the wall once more. Normally she'd be peppy and cheerful…but these guys didn't seem interested in friendship, but rather getting what they wanted.
"Sari- I'm not too sure what to do, to be honest with you" the femme finally said after a moment.
"We need to contact Bumblebee and the others. Use your com-link." Sari whispered looking towards the door.
"Uh- sure…hopefully it's working by now." Lightning-Strike put a hand to her helmet. "Lightning-Strike to Fire-Storm….Ice-Star?...ANYONE?…Aw man…it's only short range…" The femme looked to the side, before trying again. "This is Lightning-Strike to ANY Autobot within my range- Sari and I are at the Autobot's main base and we're being pursued by those Construction bots that-"
"Yo Mix, you hearin' that voice?"
"Think it's comin' from in here…"
Lightning paused and quickly shut off her com-link. Oh great, could things possibly get any worse? Think…back in training, Midnight Express had told her when you're trapped and outnumbered, find any possible escape, then radio for backup. OK…she had tried the backup part…but she doubted anyone had heard her plea for help. Finally the femme looked up, noticing a few windows to the side. She took Sari and quickly jumped out an broken window…and fell four stories to the ground flat on her back. With a sharp wince of pain, the femme sat up and panted, before looking in her hands to make sure Sari was alright.
Sari shook her head and dizzily muttered. "Anything you say, Mr. President…ungh…"
Lightning sighed lightly out of relief, before she shakily stood up and looked around…Now what would happen?
…About a mile away, across the river…someone did get her message…And promptly turned around as he drove and sped off for the nearest bridge to the city…
***H***
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
"No…I think you're afraid of yourself."
Fire-Storm frowned at the memory…what was going on in her head right now? Why did she doubt herself NOW?
Fire-Storm turned another corner with no success. She had spent at LEAST a megacycle out here and it was beginning to be annoying. Maybe her com-link was working by now…only short range? Maybe it needed a little more time. She had to report to Ice-Star that she wasn't finding anything…she also planned on telling her sister that this was becoming pointless. If they couldn't find them, what was the point of this search- WHOA!
Fire-Storm suddenly skidded and transformed as she almost had a collision with a large green vehicle. Turning, she took out her sai, almost expecting one of those lousy Construction vehicles…
"…Bulkhead?"
"Fire-Storm!" Bulkhead quickly transformed and turned towards her. "Uh- are you ok?...I didn't- I didn't mean to scare yah- But you ran a red light-…Did anyone tell you yet that red means 'stop'?"
"Bulkhead." Fire-Storm took a few steps up…and then put her sai away. "I assume you're looking for the same thing I am. What do you know about those two jerks?"
Bulkhead blinked, before looking from side to side, then back to the war-fem in front of him. OK, Fire-Storm talking to him without yelling- was kinda scary. "Uh- you mean- Oh! Well they're-"
"Bulkhead!"
Both Fire-Storm and Bulkhead turned, seeing Optimus roll up and then transform, looking towards the two. "I didn't find either of them, how was your en-" He paused when he finally seemed to realize that Bulkhead was with Fire-Storm. The femme narrowed her optics at Optimus…before she looked back to Bulkhead. "Well? Are they Decepticons, or what?" she finally asked.
"Uh-" Bulkhead looked back to the femme, still surprised that she was talking to him instead of picking some sort of fight with him. "Well, not really- but that's why we're looking for them-…wait- why are YOU looking for them?"
Fire-Storm looked to the side, before looking back. "Ice-Star told us to…"
"Ice-Star?" Optimus asked, tilting his head. "What would Ice-Star want with MixMaster and Scrapper."
"Look, foam-tastic; Star saw the broadcast on Teletraan five, and she didn't want any of the humans hurt, so she and I came to find them and get them away from the city." Fire-Storm huffed, crossing her arms. "I assume Bolt told you that Ice-Star was going to need your info on them"
"Huh? We haven't even seen Lightning-Strike since-"
"Bad news, Prime. There was no sign of either of those oil guzzlers." Ratchet rolled up and transformed, Prowl behind him, transforming as well. "I suspect they probably moved to a different part of the city each time we patrolled." Prowl paused as he noticed Fire-Storm, who gave him a brief glare then looked away. He stayed silent before looking back up. "For some reason I get the feeling that Bulkhead's report on seeing Blitzwing was correct."
"This complicates things. We have to get to them…if we can find them" Optimus looked towards Fire-Storm and blinked. "Where's Ice-Star and Lightning-Strike?"
"You're kidding right?" Fire-Storm scoffed, giving the fire truck bot a sarcastic look. "Ice-Star's scanning by air-…What do you MEAN 'where's Lightning-Strike?' We sent her to get YOU."
"You sent your sister to fetch us? But the warehouse is empty…you know, except for Sari being there." Bulkhead put a hand to his head. "Maybe you should com her"
"I can't. My BRILLENT Sister shorted out our comlinks and they won't work at full capacity for another 30 cycles" Fire-Storm crossed her arms and looked away just as Bee drove up and transformed. "Sari's not answering her phone. Think she's ok?"
"We're not-" Ratchet suddenly said as he looked upwards. "Take cover!"
"I TOLD you it was Blitzwing!"
All the Autobots save for Fire-Storm scattered. A pause and the war-fem looked up, spotting the insane Decepticon Blitzwing flying right for their spot, shooting ice blasts and fire blasts at the same time. Fire-Storm growled and took out her sai, twirling them, and quickly running for a bill board. She cut it off it's hinges, spun around and quickly chucked the large metal slab at the oncoming Decepticon. Unfortunately for her, Blitzwing's fire blast hit the slate, destroying it before it could even get to him.
"Aw look! You throw like a girl! AHAHA!" Random cackled, shooting towards her. Fire-Storm had landed on her feet after chucking the bill board, before looking back up…and suddenly being shoved to the side as a blast just missed her.
Looking up, she saw Prowl, who jumped up, facing the Decepticon. Quickly getting up, Fire-Storm glanced in Prowl's direction, before scowling. Blitzwing landed harshly, before looking towards them, changing his faces. "THIS IS THE END FOR YOU AUTOBOTS!" Hothead growled, aiming for them.
Fire-Storm and Prowl suddenly looked to each other, before wordlessly transforming and getting the slag OUTTA there in vehicle mode. Apparently the rest of the Autobots had the same idea, because they were all in vehicle mode, moving away.
"We need to move him away from Downtown" Optimus suggested. "It's too populated; he may hurt someone- oh!" Quickly skidding, the Autobot team found themselves in the middle of a traffic jam. Transforming, Fire-Storm growled and looked over towards the Fire-Truck. "You were SAYING?"
"OK…is it just me or did we drive into a parking lot?" Bumblebee asked, transforming and looking at all the stopped vehicles. "It's not the stopped vehicles I'm worried about- it's the moving one" Prowl said, transforming and pointing upwards. Just as he said that, Blitzwing appeared in the sky and promptly transformed, seizing two semi trucks and scowling at them. "YOU AUTOBOT MALFUNTIONS ARE GOING OFFLINE!" Hothead growled, before chucking the trucks at the team.
Ratchet quickly put up his electro magnets and stopped the trucks from being thrown into them- but got slammed into a wall during the process. Fire-Storm looked to the side, and then growled, looking over towards Blitzwing. Without thinking, the war-femme started running at the Decepticon, her dark sai drawn.
"Fire-Storm no!"
Not listening, she jumped up…just to be backhanded by the Decepticon into a building. The Autobots winced at the sight, before looking over at Blitzwing, who looked like he was enjoying himself. "Aw the pretty ones always go first HAHA!" Random cackled, before looking back towards them, ready for more.
"Ratchet, Bumblebee, clear the humans from this sight. Bulkhead, you and I will draw Blitzwing away from here; Prowl go make sure Fire-Storm's alright." Optimus ordered.
"She seems fine to me" Bee suddenly said looking upwards as Fire-Storm ran over, jumped and landed on Blitzwing's back, slamming her sai into his armor. With a yelp, Blitzwing's circuits started to short, and his jets turned on without his call, and both he and Fire-Storm shot into the air at full speed. "You little pest! I will make you wish you were never brought online!" Hothead growled, trying to reach behind him.
Fire-Storm scoffed and dug the blades deeper into his armor. "Too late for that, Blitzbrain."
"If you value your life, Autobot, you will cease your attack. The ground is too far now, you will be unable to return without damage unless you free me." Icy suddenly said, his faces switching. Fire-Storm smirked lightly. "There's only one problem with your theory, Decepti-jerk…I don't value my life…so it makes LITTLE DIFFERENCE!" Fire-Storm suddenly yanked out her sai and prepared to attempt to just plain slice off his head.
However, as soon as she did that, Blitzwing suddenly turned in midair and caught her wrists while they were up and let her dangle in his grip. As he hovered downwards, Icy smirked at her. "No value for your life…is that so? Why not put a little value in there so this can be a little more…entertaining."
Fire-Storm struggled in his grip, and then gritted her teeth. Well THIS isn't what she had in mind. Her optics went past him slightly, before she looked back at the Decepticon with a small smirk. "Oh is that so? Well then, let's make this entertaining then."
"What are you- OOFF!"
Blitzwing was suddenly hit by a barrage of ice blasts, causing him to stumble slightly, then look back…just to get greeted by another barrage straight at his face. Blitzwing waved his hand quickly, before he turned and shot his own ice attack. Ice-Star quickly spun in her jet mode, trying to pin point a good spot. After circling once, she finally charged up a large blast for Blitzwing's jets on his back.
Fire-Storm was suddenly dropped and Blitzwing went pummeling for the Earth. Quickly, Ice-Star transformed in mid air and dove quickly, grabbing her sister's wrist while in mid air. Twisting and turning her body, Ice-Star slammed her feet into Fire-Storm's mid section, forcing her to go back up into the air. Transforming and scooping up, she allowed Fire-Storm to take a hold of one of her wings, and then brought her safely to the ground, before transforming and looking over her. "Are you alright?" Ice-Star asked softly transforming once more.
"I'll live, If I don't dopple over in pain thanks to your kick…" Fire-Storm accepted her sister's hand to help her up and smiled slightly, before looking over to where Blitzwing had landed. "Why do I get the feeling this guy's going to be my least favorite Decepticon?" she growled, getting ready for another round.
***DF***
Lightning-Strike looked around before she quickly headed back into the base and ran for Teletraan one. Gently setting Sari down, she quickly typed at the keypad and pressed a button. She quickly looked to Sari and nodded.
Sari looked towards the screen and said as lowly as she could. "Bumblebee…Come in…Bumblebee"
Quickly Bumblebee's face appeared on the screen, with Prowl, Ice-Star, Bulkhead and Fire-Storm all in the background struggling with Blitzwing. "Hey! Sari! How's it goin'- oh hey! Lightning's with you! Optimus was wondering about her-"
"You guys have to get here now! Those dumb Construction Bots are tearing the place apart!" Sari looked over towards Lightning, who winced and looked away, somewhat afraid she'd be ratted out. "…Bolt's doing all she can to help; but these guys are too big for us"
"OK, just stay cool. Hide, and we'll get there as soon as we can ok?" Bee responded. Behind him the struggle continued. Prowl got thrown into the air, and Ice-Star got backhanded into Ratchet. Fire-Storm attempted to dig her sai into the brawny Decepticon once again, but he grabbed her by the neck and SLAMMED her into the ground.
Sari and Lightning winced at the sight. "Uh- Bee, is everything ok?" Lightning asked, taking a step up.
"Define 'OK'" Bee responded lowly, before he gasped as Blitzwing suddenly pounced on him and the screen went static…
"Oh great" Lightning winced and looked to the side. She could hear those two still, now what? "How are we going to get rid of those oil guzzlers now?" Sari muttered more to herself than anyone, looking down at her key. Lightning paused for a moment and noticed a small stack at the other side of the room…Oil guzzlers…that's it!
"Sari- I got an idea" Lightning quickly looked over and picked up Sari in her hands, before running for the exit.
***
"That smell's comin' from-…" Mix and Scrap suddenly stopped when they saw Lighting and Sari by the front door. Lightning was leaning against the wall, taking a small sip of oil, then looking over and winking invitingly. "Heya cute one" she giggled, before quickly running out the door, Sari in hot pursuit.
"Hey- get back here-"
"Mix wait- it could be a trap"
"A trap by two girlies, Oh yeah, I'll believe it when I see it"
Stepping outside, the two mechs looked around…in front of them were a few barrels of oil just sitting there like ducks! Mix immediately started to go for the oil, while Scrap hung back hesitantly. "Mix- I don't see that girl anywhere-"
"Ah she's probably givin' up 'cause she knows what's best fer 'er" Mix replied taking a case and bringing it up. Scrap looked this way and that way, before joining Mix at the barrels. "But- why would they just…leave?"
No sooner could Mix answer, when Lightning-Strike suddenly landed a ways to their left, reeled back and struck her whip towards the two mechs with as much force as she could. The shock from the energy whip hit the mechs, and the oil; making the liquid explode. The force sent all three of the bots hurling into the air, landing in various places. Lightning quickly got up and looked towards Sari's place she told the girl to stay…good she was unharmed.
"OK, that's it. I've had it." MixMaster got up and faced Lightning-Strike, scowling. "No one, not even a done up little dame like you, messes with me and my oil!"
"Oh is that so?" Lightning reeled her whip and it wrapped around Mix's legs. Forcefully pulling, it caused Mix to slide on his back, tripping Scrap once again. With a giggle, Lightning retracted her whip and crossed her arms. "You guys have something better to do than mess with a little useless oil?"
"Probably" Mix said standing up, and scowling. Lightning took this as a possible threat and then reeled her whip once again…just to find Mix catch the end of her whip and send the shock reeling right back for her. A yelp of pain and Lightning landed on her back. "Whoa- didn't see that coming." She paused and looked up just to see the whip to a backwards reel again, sending her slamming into the side of the wall.
Groaning, Lightning got up, holding her shoulder and looking up timidly. Oh no-
"Leave her alone you big-…stupid metal heads!" Sari yelled, throwing rocks or anything else she could get her hands on towards Mix and Scrapper. Beginning to get fed up, Mix growled and lightly and started to go for the girl.
"No!" Lightning kicked his legs, causing him to stumble and his blast ended up hitting Scrap's mouth instead. Mix blinked and then glared over at Lighting. "OK, missy. Cute babe or not, you are getting on my very last nerve- OFF!...OW- Hey what the?"
Lightning shut her optics tightly…before she looked up seeing Mix looking around for something. "What just happened? Scrap was that you?" Scrapper looked over to his buddy, confused. "What? Was What ME- ACK!"
ZOOM…ZOOM
Lightning winced as she noticed the two Contructicons apparently having trouble with…Quickly, Lightning scrambled up and ran for Sari, scooping her up into one hand, then turning around, getting her whip ready. They seemed to be fussing over a blue blur…-!
Sari coughed and looked from Lighting to the scene. That car looked like…
Zoom…ZOOM!
"OW!" Landing on his skid plate, Mix looked up in time to see a blue car quickly skid to a stop…and transform. Blurr looked up, optics blazing, before he quickly ran at them and kicked Mix rapidly in the gut. Once that was done, the mech zipped off towards a surprised Scrapper and rapidly punched him in the face. It wasn't enough to knock them into stasis, but it was enough to keep them guessing. Finally, the blue mech zipped around the two, landing quick punches every now and then, before he finally skidded to a stop.
Slightly dizzy from all the moving, the two mechs stumbled to get up.
"Miz-…Mix! I told yah we shouldn't have come here! This is probably the reason our circuts got scrambled in the first place!"
"I'm with you Scrap- no oil is worth this…" Mix and Scrap got up and looked over to a surprised Lightning, a gawking Sari, and a ticked off Blurr.
"OK- we give! We're outta here!" Without a second thought, the two mechs quickly transformed and fled intent on NEVER returning to this horrible place again.
After a tense moment, Blurr stood up straight, making sure they left, before looking over towards the yellow femme. She slowly stood up and looked towards him, mouth slightly agape. "C-Commander Blurr!"
"The blue racer? THAT'S Your Boyfriend? He's an Autobot?" Sari asked, her mouth slightly agape. "THAT'S the guy you're so gaga about?"
Upon hearing the child's words, Blurr looked over, the slightest of blushes on his face. He started to face them before he paused, quickly transformed and drove away. "Hey- Wait! Commander!-…huh?" Lightning took a step up, before looking behind them, hearing sirens. The Autobots were on their way and they were almost here…
"Oh-" Lighting looked to the side. "OK then."
"You're boyfriend's the blue racer- I don't believe it! Why are you guys keeping him a secret, wouldn't it be better if he'd just be on the team? Whoa- Wait till I tell Bumblebee- mph?" Sari found Lightning's finger on her mouth, the femme looking panicked.
"No- Sari, please don't- I know you guys know he's on Earth-…but- don't tell them what he transforms into- please! He's still on an undercover mission- I don't want him getting into trouble!"
"You don't really think Bumblebee would do anything to your guy friend do you?" Sari frowned. "Don't you trust us, Bolt?"
"Yes I do, but-…But I don't want Fire-Storm to know that-…well…"
Sari blinked, and then smiled slightly. "Well if it'll keep you out of trouble with Spit-Fire…then my lips are sealed!"
"I knew you were the greatest." Lightning looked to the side as the Autobots rolled up and transformed, surveying the damage.
"Sari!" Bumblebee transformed and quickly ran over towards Lightning and Sari. "Are you alright?"
Sari looked over at Bumblebee while the rest of the team transformed and headed over.
"What Happened?" Prowl asked urgently.
"You're both ok!" Bulkhead said happily.
"OK, where ARE those twerps, so I can make them taste my blade?" Fire-Storm growled, getting her sai ready.
Sari and Lightning looked to each other, before looking back to the team. "You just missed them" Lighting said brightly. "They tried to crash the place."
"But we scared them off" Sari glanced from Lightning, to Optimus. "Looks like the 'little ones' CAN handle themselves." Sari grinned at Lightning, who gave the young girl a thumbs up. "These Humans are as tough as trillium alloy! You should have seen Sari tellin' those bozos off!"
"I- shouldn't have underestimated you Sari. You both did well" Optimus looked up and smiled. "We're just glad you're safe" Lightning grinned at the leader and then handed Sari over to Bumblebee, who placed the girl on his shoulder and grinned. "Glad you're ok Squirt!"
Sari sighed lightly and then looked to Bee with a grin. "You and me both" she replied as he started to walk into the warehouse. "Luckily I have great friends to back me up."
Lightning grinned, before looking over as Ice-Star and Fire-Storm came over to look her over. Ice-Star smiled softly. "Bolt, I'm so glad you're safe" The blue femme said in a relived manner. "How did you manage?"
Lightning smiled and put her hands behind her head. "Ah, I had to use my whip a few times, but let's just say things were up to speed." She winked and giggled, before Fire-Storm surprisingly hugged her…before suddenly grabbing her shoulders and getting into her face. "If you EVER go into battle without back up again, I will shove my blaster SO FAR UP YOUR—"
"OK Fire" Lightning grinned. "I love you too!"
Fire-Storm frowned and let go of her sister before slowly walking back for the base. Ice-Star watched before looking back to Lightning, nodding in approval, and then joining the others in retiring. Lighting watched, grinning. Sari was safe, her sisters were safe, and her friends were safe! Nothing could possibly go wrong now!
…Until Optimus suddenly roared…
"SARI!"
***Author*** Oh my what should happen next…:3 I know I've got plans… God Bless!