Hi. Before you throw things at me for being so late can I apologise?
I'm so sorry for not updating sooner but I couldn't bring myself to be mean to the Twins. Eventually I knew I had to post something so here it is, finally written.
Thank you to those who reviewed. I think you're all wonderful :)
I would like to thank flamingmarsh. Your ideas have promted me to write. So this is for you.
I don't own Transformers
Michelle was dreaming of a comfy mattress and a soft pillow. She rolled, happily sinking into the warmth of the bed.
Suddenly the softness turned hard and bumpy, the comfortable warmth turned to scorching heat.
Pulling herself out of sleep, Michelle found herself pressed against a large hinge. She quickly stood and climbed across the roof, away from the burning sensation.
At a safe distance, Michelle saw that after rolling off her makeshift bed of towels and clothes she had ended up pressed against Thundercracker's wing joint. The heat had come from a vent in the blue robot's back
Too bad the bed was a dream…it must be bad when you have to dream of sleep to get any.Michelle sulked silently as she packed up her bedding. She had needed sleep after buffing the Decepticon's armor for over two hours. Her arms ached and she now knew too much about how a seeker was put together. There were so many panels and joints.
"You are awake human, good. The Autobrats will be here soon."
Michelle looked up at the horizon.
Bluestreak. If you're coming now, does that mean you got the pendent to Ratchet in time?
Michelle climbed to the roof's peak and looked out over the desert for a sign of her would-be rescuers. The desert stretched unmarred by civilization for miles all around her. Nothing broke the monotony of sand, cactus and rocks.
Sighting the ladder she had found in a shed, Michelle climbed off the roof and made her way to the ranch's large kitchen. The place was dusty and smelled a lot like dead animals but at least here she could hide from the Decepticon's gaze. She walked slowly around the benches. A vague glance at the floor showed that she had worn a track into the dirty wooden floor.
A muffled sound caught her attention…it was coming from the pantry.
"Hello?...who's there?"
The door scraped as it opened. George came out looking very dirty and very tired. "Michelle. Are you okay?"
"As good as can be expected, probably better than you. What happened?"
George staggered to the island; he leaned on it heavily. "The purple one, he's evil, he makes me run and when I stop he shoots at me. I can't escape, and I can't run much further."
Michelle felt sorry for George. It was clear that he was suffering far more than she was, but there was nothing she could do for him. The Decepticons would likely kill him after the Autobots left, if they killed him before Michelle wouldn't play along.
"George, the Autobots will be here soon. If you can hold on until then you can escape with them."
"More giant robots?"
"Yes. When they get here run to them, they will help you."
"I'm beginning to hate robots."
Michelle chuckled lightly. "I've been there and bought souvenirs."
A voice thundered from outside. "Human!"
Michelle glanced at the door. "I wonder which one of us he's talking to?"
"Michelle!"
"It's me." Michelle said. "Try and get to the other end of the house, it'll be easier to get to the Autobots from there."
George nodded and retreated to the pantry again. Straightening her shoulders Michelle left the ranch house and faced her captor.
"You summoned me?"
"Yes. The Autobots will be here in a few minutes." His large hand closed around Michelle and lifted her until she was eye-level with him. "Can you act?"
"I can lie." She snarled.
"Good. Because if you fail. They all die." The blue robot smirked and returned her to the ground. "Remember, we're friends."
Michelle felt her heart sink as a dust plume rose in the distance. This would be a terrible betrayal, one that would break her heart and dirty her soul.
She looked up at Thundercracker. "And once this is over George and I go free?"
"Sure."
Something in the way he said that one word made Michelle not trust him even more.
When she could see their colors see arranged her face into the appropriate expression; blank yet slightly disappointed. She would have to make this as believable as possible.
Michelle just feared that the Twins would see straight through her, they knew all her tricks. Taking a deep breath she readied herself.
Very soon two Lamborghini's and a Datsun transformed infront of them. All four mechs pulled out their weapons. That's when Michelle noticed that Skywarp wasn't with them.
Bluestreak was the first to speak. "Michelle, are you okay?"
Michelle ignored him.
"Mickey!"
The angry sound that came from Michelle's throat wasn't faked. "Sideswipe, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!?"
The red twin smiled. "I missed you too."
Do it now. If it's clean it'll heal faster. "Now why do you think that I missed you? I haven't even thought of you or your brother for five years." She said it casually so that it would hurt more.
The shocked and hurt look of Sideswipe's face tore at Michelle's heart. She had to consciously keep her hand from curling and betraying her. If she started to show any of the signs that she was lying, the Twins would be all over her in a moment, never mind that there was a Decepticon at her back.
In fact Sunstreaker seemed to be the only one interested in Thundercracker at all. Sideswipe was still staring at her and Bluestreak was watching the sky.
"Thundercracker, I don't care how you found her, but return Michelle and we won't turn you into scrap metal." Sunstreaker said menacingly.
Thundercracker laughed. The sound startled Michelle so much she looked up at him, in time to see his hand lower to the ground. It settled next to her.
Michelle knew what this was; it was a display of trust. If she sat on the palm it meant that she chose TC over the Twins. For a split second Michelle considered making a break for the Twins, but she sat on the palm instead.
"You've interrupted our outing Autobots." Thundercracker said smugly as Michelle was placed on his shoulder.
"Mickey what's going on?" Sunny's voice was laced with confusion.
"Oh right, you haven't been around to notice but, I've made some new friends."
Michelle ran the back of her fingers down the column of TC's neck. He tensed and she felt some satisfaction that the robot under her was uncomfortable. No one made Michelle betray those she loved and got away with it.
The looks on Sideswipe's and Sunstreaker's faces took away any good feeling she'd briefly had.
Suddenly Michelle knew that if she looked directly at either twin she would fall apart and the sham would be revealed. To keep her control in check she pressed her palm flat against the cold metal and let her eyes rove dismissingly away from the bothers.
They landed on Bluestreak, the white and grey mech had stopped watching the sky and was now watching her. Luckily her mask was still in place or she would have been found out then and there. But Bluestreak didn't know her as well as the Twins did, hopefully he would believe her lies and convince the others to go home.
She regained her control and faced the Twins again. Her voice was harsh; this needed to end now, without any unnecessary emotional pain. "What do you want? I've moved on from the little thing we had all those years ago."
"We came to help you." Sunstreaker sounded slightly confused, as if he couldn't understand why she was doing this.
I'm doing it to save you. Michelle ached to ease the pain from his face. Sideswipe was silent; his pain was obvious.
Cut them down, then Blue can fix them. Her voice was cold when she spoke. "I don't want your help. I never wanted your help. You were just something to amuse me until what I really wanted came along."
"But Michelle, we were friends." Sideswipe said softly.
Michelle felt her lips move into a cruel smile. "No we weren't. I was using you from the very beginning. Thundercracker is the one I want to be around, not you."
"We love you." Sunny uttered faintly.
There was the opening. The death blow. Heart-wrenching pain struck at Michelle's heart, nothing she had ever done in her past felt as bad as what she was doing now. Pressing her hand flat against TC's neck she said icily.
"I never loved you, either of you."
She could practically feel Thundercracker's delight at the obvious hurt her words caused the Twins.
They stared at her in shock. Anguish was plastered on their faces; it shot straight to her heart.
Michelle felt like she was about to tear into two.
She had thought that so many years away from them would have dulled her feelings for the duo. But their pain reached out to her, begging her to take back her cruel words. Instead she kept her mask in place and sent them cold looks. They would never know she was saving them, they would never know that Skywarp was waiting in the clouds for a chance to destroy them.
A sudden thought pushed to the front of Michelle's mind. George.
Hoping that Bluestreak was still paying attention to her she looked at him. He was standing next to Sideswipe, who had turned away from her. His accusatory stare met hers.
With a quick glance at Sunstreaker, who was staring dazedly into nothing, she let her mask fall from her eyes. All her grief and regret spilled out of her eyes. Bluestreak's expression changed to one of concern. Before he could reveal her slip to Thundercracker she hardened her face again and shot a pointed look at the ranch-house. If anyone could save George now it was Blue. He was the only one not clouded by grief.
Hoping he understood her gesture she returned to her callous demeanor. With a sneer raising one side of her lip she sent the Twins a disgusted look.
"You're pathetic. I can't stand to look at you." She turned her head away in time to see George dart out from the building. Looking sharply at Bluestreak she saw that he had noticed the human.
The trouble was, so had Thundercracker.
The Decepticon tensed under her feet. Michelle quickly dropped to her knees and dragged at a wire in TC's shoulder. The mech froze and George was quickly gathered into Bluestreak's hands. Blue must have realized it was dangerous to remain because he ushered the Twins to transform and they disappeared in a cloud of dust.
Michelle released her hold on the cable, knowing that she would taste the Decepticon's wrath. Michelle closed her eyes and prayed for a quick end as a large hand closed around her.
There. What did you think?
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