Ratchet tore Omega apart, yanking pieces of his armor clean off and tossing them close to Alfa. Stripping the beast till it was practically an exoskeleton.
"Drift help me!" Ratchet snapped, alarming him at his sudden urgency. "Start handing me those pieces."
"You're going to try to repair her?" He seemed doubtful she would make it. Her optics flickered on and offline constantly, she was struggling to stay with them.
"Yes! Now start handing me pieces! We're running out of time! I have to stop the energon leaks." As he spoke his hands were already buried deep into Alfas torso. Yanking the armor apart, he started to close open veins. Drift watched energon squirt out and spray all over Ratchets chest, and for a moment he felt faint, only snapping out of it when Ratchet snapped one of Omegas pieces.
"Drift move!" A large armor chunk was set in his hand and he began welding her back together.
"Ratchet...she doesn't look to good." Handing off another piece, Drift gently placed a hand on Alfas head, her optics still flickering. A loud squeal suddenly escaped her jaws as Ratchet jammed another piece onto her, holding her down as best as he could, he kept welding her seems.
"I'm not going to let her slip away on me!" More veins were sealed, holes patched, but her condition didn't improve. "She's lost to much energon." Ratchet began to panic. Energon was rare enough, but none had been around him currently to give her. "She's bleeding out to fast still." Diving back in, he had Drift hold her down, her tail whipping against the ground in frustration as the surgery continued.
"Get me the cannons on Omegas back..." He trailed off, looking in Alfas optics for a moment. He could almost see Maria banging on the glass on the inside, now trapped in a body that wasn't hers with no hope of ever returning to her own. "Just hold on a little more." Taking the cannons, he connected them to her, lining up her power lines and veins, he crisscrossed them with unchallenged skill. Drift could only watch in awe as he worked.
Slowly Alfas body was stitched together in a quick patch job. Low growls escaped her, still unable to speak words to them.
Get away
Get away
The Beacon
I can still feel it
Don't finish fixing me
Get back
The beacon!
Something pulsed though Alfas head and she jerked up, mouth open and fangs extended, she lunged for drift who was quick to dodge.
"Get back Ratchet!" Drift tackled the doctor as Alfa jumped again, though she didn't get to far, one of her hind-legs so badly damaged it dragged behind her. Red optics burned in her metallic skull and steam erupted from her nose.
"Kill..." Her voice was deep and resonated though the room.
"What's going on?" Drift had his swords drawn, ready to strike.
"She's under some kind of control. Something has to be controlling her! Look around!" Ratchet began stomping on computer terminals, but nothing changed Alfas sinister optics.
"I have to thank you..." Salvatore's voice boomed though the room, halting Ratchets assault. "For fixing my robot."
"She doesn't belong to you..." Ratchets words were like acid, but his angry expression changed when he saw Salvatore inside of a Mecha suit. Taking a step back when Salvatore stepped a large foot forwards, he smashed his fists together. "Those parts..." Ratchet trailed off, horrified at all of the transformer pieces welded together to form this super mech.
"What is this horror house." Drift could see pieces of Mirage, Starscream, Insecticons, and several Decepticons. "How are we going to take that down!?" Salvatore's suit was built like a tank, standing slightly taller than Optimus himself.
"She does now. My beacon stopped transmitting for a while, but I fixed it now. Which means my Elite Alfa is once again under my control."
"Mind telling us wear this beacon is so we can smash it!" Drift hit his swords together, drawing sparks in anticipation.
"I AM the beacon!" Salvatores Optics glowed bright blue as he send Alfa a direct order, and she lunged. Ratchet caught her jaws, his feet sliding back a bit from the impact.
"Drift! Take care of Salvatore! Do whatever it takes! I'll keep Maria busy! Just hurry!" Twisting Alfas head, she went down, but knocked Ratchet over with her tail. He was quick to block her bit, taking the blow to his arm rather than his chest. She shook him like a dog shakes a toy, shredding his arm platting.
Drift dashed around, his speed unmatched as he jumped, spun, and sliced down one of Salvatore's legs. Normally the move would have sliced any normal bots leg off, but Salvatore's suit only suffered a large gash. Sparks flew from the wound and he heard the man laugh, taunting him.
"I'm not done yet!" Again and again and again he dashed, slicing his way up to Salvatore's head where his body was wired in. Before Drift could jam a blade though the class, a large hand swatted him out of the air.
The samurai smashed though the wall, rolling into the next room where the others had been occupied by the smaller mechs Salvatore had. Covered in rubble, his optics faded out, the impact knocking him out,
"Kill him!" Salvatore shouted, a large hand pointing at Alfa. "Tear him apart!"
Alfa roared, biting down again and again and again onto Ratchet. Grabbing him with her tail, she threw him, watching him come down hard on some desks.
"Fight back!" She snarled, slowly making her way to him. "Fight back!" jumping on top of him, she hissed. "Fight!" slashing him several times, she grew frustrated that all he did was block. Once again she threw him, but this time he slammed against a wall, leaving a deep depression and sliding down. A hand covering his chest, he looked up, blurry optics struggling to focus. "Why won't you fight back!" She was going to strike him again, but halted her blow when he began to speak.
"Because I have hurt you enough..." His head shook, and his voice was ragged. "You've been hurt enough. Tormented. Alone all this time." He kept looking down, now unable to look her in the optics. "You lost your mother, then your father just to save me..." A fist clenched, then hit the ground in sorrow. "And I turned my back and they took Donny from you. And you don't even know it..."
Alfa shifted her weight, a sudden paint expression crossing her face. Optics still bright red, a low growl rumbled in her throat.
"He told me not to disappoint you, but here I am. I couldn't save Bee's voice box. I couldn't stitch Jazz back together. I couldn't stop Ironhide from rusting." The tears came streaming down his face, and he pulled a hand up to brush them away. "And I couldn't save you. I enjoyed just...sitting and stargazing with you. Teaching you how to fix bots. Teaching you our language. All of those times I told you that you talked to much...what I would give to hear you go on a tangent right now."
"Ratchet..." Alfa whispered, her optics still red, she turned murder on her face. "I'll kill you..."
"What!? HOW!? Salvatore shouted, sending her more commands to follow, he cursed when she started to advance on him. Before he knew it, Alfa was atop the bot, her claws scraping at the glass shielding he was behind. "I would rather you have lived! But you have become more trouble than you are worth. I'll kill you myself." Grabbing her tail, he slammed her into the ground, sending rubble scattering. A dust cloud rose, but out of it came large blasts from Omegas cannons. The shots knocked Salvatore back, his suit stumbling on itself. Taking advantage of the bulky suits weight, Alfa jumped from the dust and rammed him, cracking the glass protecting Salvatore and knocking him over.
The ground shock with earthquake likeness, causing the buildings lights to flicker and the remaining wall to collapse.
Alfa, still on top of Salvatore's mech, bashed her fists against the suit, ripping pieces off in chinks and throwing them aside. He had nowhere to go now, with the suit knocked over it was like a turtle on its back. With one last bash, the glass shattered, and a large hand ripped Salvatore from the Mech.
"I told you I would kill you..." Alfa held the man up to her face, her fangs shimmering as Salvatore struggled.
"Put me down, Kill the bot!" He commanded, and for a moment Alfa froze, but she fought it off, the beacons strength fading in her mind and her optics turning a light blue.
"I never listen to my father...what makes you any different." She squeezed, enjoying the yelp Salvatore let out. She felt him blast the side of her head with telekinesis, but it didn't faze her. "I was hoping you would over use your powers, forcing them to go dormant. Like mine had. Like a recharge almost. I knew it would only be a matter of time." Looking down, she saw her real body laying on her back. Blood still pooling around it. From the wound Omega has inflicted, his claw had severed her spine, leaving no hope of healing. "But time was always against me it seems..." Feeling the last of the beacons power flow out of her, she smiled when Salvatore's optics faded.
"How did you-" Alfa squeezed, crushing the man in her hand, keeping her fist closed, she watched the blood spurt from between her fingers.
"Starscream was right...humans are squishy..."
Ratchet looked up, Alfas head was low by him, offering him a horn to use to help stand up.
"Is it you..." Wincing as he stood, he smiled at her blue optics. "It's over now." Pulling her head close, he hugged her. "It's finally over."
"You never disappointed me either Ratchet." A large tongue slithered from Alfas mouth and she licked the side of his face. "You have been nothing but the best."
"Come on, we have to check on the others." Using Alfa as a crutch, they made their way over to wear Drift had been buried. It only took a few seconds to dig him out, but he was still unconscious.
"Drift." Ratchet knelt by him, shaking him a bit till his optics turned online.
"Next time...you get the big guy." Haling him to his feet, Ratchet brushed him off and laughed.
The other emerged as well, beat up but not to damaged.
"What happened?" Optimus flicked his arm, his cannon flying back into his arm. "All of the suits just...dropped."
"The beacon was destroyed." Alfa spoke. "You don't have to worry about them anymore. I am all that is left." A little nervous that Optimus wouldn't accept her, she looked down, her tail sagging.
"I am glad you are alive." Kneeling down, Optimus put a hand on her head, laughing softly as her tail wagged. "It is unfortunate that you lost your true body, but may this new one aid you in the future."
"I don't have much of an art career now..." She sighed, shifting her weight off of her wounded leg.
"Good thing we have an opening." Ratchet crossed his arms, looking at Optimus for approval.
"Welcome to the Autobots, Alfa."
END
A/n Thank you to all of my readers for following Maria on her second journey. For those of you who do not know I based this Story off of the G1 Episode "AutoBot Spike" If you have not seen it I suggest watching it! I couldn't say in the beginning because I didn't want to spoil anything! Please do note that there will be other stories with Maria in them Stories that land on timelines NOT relating to this story or Awakening. So do look out for other adventures!
