Author's Note: First I don't own Transformers and anything you recognize doesn't belong to me. Second thanks to all of you who put story alerts on this. Now maybe if a few of you review I'll update again. I already have it typed out... Enjoy
"Something has changed within me. Something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game. Too late for second guessing, too late to go back to sleep. It's time to take me chances, close my eyes, and leap." Defying Gravity, Wicked
Wildcard-Chapter VII
Jazz felt dread as Megatron led the group into the Lincoln Memorial. It had been three days since he and Kaylen had attempted to escape and now they were in Washington D.C., the capital of the Untied States of America to spring some kind of plan that Megatron had concocted. Standing just inside of the national monument with Kaylen on his shoulder Jazz peered into the darkness broken only by human lights around a pool. He could feel Starscream's optics fixed on his back but at this point Jazz wasn't sure whether the larger mech was making sure he didn't escape or guarding his back. He knew he could ask Kaylen who sometimes abandoned him to speak to Starscream in hushed whispers but he wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer.
Then he saw the massive figure walking across the green manicured lawn and the pillars making their way across the pool. "Primus no," Jazz whispered as the form of Sentinel Prime made his way into view. "Please no."
"What is it?" Kaylen asked.
"That's Sentinel Prime down there," Jazz whispered. "We have to stop him."
"Jazz," Kaylen protested but Jazz was already striding foreword. That was when someone grabbed him by the back of his armor and held him back.
"Not now," Starscream growled as Sentinel activated the pillars.
"Sentinel no," Jazz heard Optimus yell but it was too late. Decepticons flew out of everywhere and Jazz was stuck, held in place by horror and by Starscream. "Autobots retreat," Optimus called and then all he saw were Decepticons everywhere. Jazz followed Starscream back to Megatron feeling sick.
"We'll stop them," Kaylen whispered but Jazz ignored her. Finally with a heavy sigh she transferred to Starscream's shoulder and digressed to shooting him sympathetic glances every few minutes. It didn't help. He was sunk by guilt and by his own uselessness. Stuck in misery he shut out the Decepticons as they planned. Later he would think that if he hadn't he would have been able to stop the next phase of their plan.
