Venatrix growled if ever was the day that she had woken up on the wrong side of the bed that would be today. Something had changed while she had slept she knew it there was something in the air like the universe was holding its breath to see how much damage it would bring. The last time she had felt something like this was right before Jazzy had died and when that Aft Sentinel had been found. Both events were not a pleasant experience for anyone involved though the revenge after was satisfying; for Venatrix anyways. 'Phillips better have a concentration camp near by that I can attack or else he is going to be having some traumatized soldiers on base' thought Venatrix casing her eyes to darken to almost black in color. Jazz smiled in his holoform and was going to say something to her until he saw her eyes and shut his mouth with a snap hunching his shoulders in a submissive way and avoided eye contact with her. Venatrix grinned darkly at the show of submission as a being of balance she normally stayed away from the darker aspects of her powers but sometimes the bad things came free because there cannot be good if there is no evil in the world. Venatrix could be a bad guy but being an evil monster was not her forte so being the biggest Queen B to the people who ticked her off was a nice compromise.
Venatrix's family had a large part in both of the world wars on her father's side was her great grandfather Howard Doug Murphy, he was part of the 76th infantry as a TEC/5 TSMG Expert and a part of the 4th engineer combat Battalion Grampa Doug was a smart ass Irish American who meet Gram at a reunion of 76th. Gram was married to another man at the time and Red had way too much to drink and didn't want to leave the party. Gram wanting to get back to her children and through with putting up with Reds shit took the beer bottle that he had in his hand and busted it on his skull knocking him out. Grampa Doug being the gentleman he was helped Gram drag Red to the car so she could drive home. Gram kept in contact with Grandpa Doug and they remained friends after she had divorced Red; a year later they married and remained so for 68 years until Grandpa Doug's death at age 94. Venatrix smiled softened as she remembered what Gram had told her about the meeting she had looked her strait in the eye and said "Girls if you ever want to find the best man to marry know that he will help you hide the body." Venatrix sighed at the memory eyes lighting in color somewhat. Gram was still alive living by herself at her home and she was a force of nature 96 years old mind still sharp as a knife and threating to beat the shit out of anything that stud in her way; and the scary thing was that anyone that meet her believed that she could do it. A group of nurse discovered that the hard way when she was hospitalized last year thinking that she was not coherent enough to make her own decisions boy were they surprised when she woke up. On her mother's side was her great, great, grandmother Emma had come over to America as a baby, her family fleeing Germany in world war one as a warzone was no place to raise a family.
The Bots had meet Gram once and it was funny as the pits watching Optimus Prime and Megatron quale before the old lady that was her great grandmother. The soldier of NEST were impressed at the 96 year old woman who was lecturing the bots as if they were squabbling children and not as the millions of years old aliens that had destroyed planets. Although now that Venatrix thought of it Gram reminded her of a female Steve, getting into brawls as a teen busting her knuckles on anyone who threatened her family hell she once told a priest off for telling Grandma C that she was going to hell for wearing shorts. Then again they both had the Irish temper and from what Venatrix knew Mama Rogers was no slouchier either. These thoughts calmed Venatrix down somewhat before she found Commander Phillip.
"Commander I need to stretch my wings where is the closest concentration camp?" Venatrix said in a blunt way showing just how angry she really was. Prowl looked up from the map he was looking over and put his shoulders back in a way that if he was in his bipedal form would have his door wings in a submissive position. Venatrix saw this "Sorry Prowl but I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today and thought to do something productive with it."
"Prowl?" Phillip asked in a way that said please translate to something he could understand what was going on.
"Venatrix is a fighter type of our kind and this will make her crave a fight so instead of traumatizing your men she wants someone who will deserve her ire so tell her what she wants of lose your men to the crazy house."
Phillips looked at Venatrix and nods at her in acknowledgment "I just got a report from your boy Wheeljack he is heading to a camp in France he has been traveling with two platoons one is from Canada and the other is one of ours the 76th they are heading to one tomorrow night." Prowl shot up from his seat as Venatrix turned a chalky white that he had never seen on a living person. Her eyes turned to a silver making her look like a ghost that was dressed in blue. Prowl managed to catch her as she stumbled back.
"The 76th you said?" in a shaky voice that worried everyone in the room.
Jazz sensing something wrong ran into the room Steve and Buck right behind him as she came in "What is it? What happened that's got her so shaken up its taken her from battle mode?"
"Steve" cried Venatrix as she curled into his side as he and Bucky hugged the shaken Allspark. "Jazz the 76th" she exclaimed as if it explained everything.
Jazz looked confused for a moment then his eye brightened with understanding "Phillip could you give us some privacy and we will all be heading out to the camp raid if this is what I think it is she will be leaving despite what any of us say." Phillip was not happy about being tousled out of his own office but compiled Venatrix looked like she was going to cry and he had no wish to deal with a crying pregnant lady alien or not. "It's Doug's platoon isn't it, that's what has you so shaken." Venatrix sobbed into Steve's side as Bucky rubbed her back in small circles; Prowl gave him a questing look. "Venatrix was not always the Allspark at one point she was born human." He explained to the two solders "When she was human she had a family and her great grandfather served in the 76th he died six months ago." Understanding flashed over their faces Prowl smacked himself in the face.
"How could I forget about Patricia's Husband she is like a female Steve."
Bucky's eyes widen in horror "There are two of them!"
Jazz nodded "now that you mentioned it I can totally see it."
Bucky groaned "They are never meeting I can barely keep this one alive as it is."
"Steve can we go I want to see him one more time" asked Venatrix Steve pierced his lips a no was at the tip of the tong "Please I want to see my Grandfather even if it's before I'm even born he is family."
Steve sighed "Fine we can go but we will be talking on the way there." Venatrix smiled and nodded into his tear stained shirt.
Authors note Howard Doug Murphy was my great Grandfather he died April 2016 of old age the story about Gram is true she really did that to Grandpa Red I never meet him as he died of a house fire way before my father was born. If I live long as my Gram I hope that I turn up at least half as much as a bad ass Granny she is. I have scattered knowledge of Grandpa Doug's unit and will place facts about the 76th in future chapters Piece out!
